blonde – Page 14 – Contemplating the divine

Spousework

Very sensible of her to discuss it straight away, so they can sort whatever it is out and get on with their marriage.

I suppose it’s good that she’s finally getting more use out of them. Normally, she puts them on once a month at most and even then she only uses one finger and a thumb of the left glove.

Nothing humiliating there… move on.

Oh, Susan will blame him. She needn’t worry about that. He should, though.

Mind what? Why can’t the ladies featured on this blog just say what they mean? It’s maddening, it really is.

Demeaningful statements

Not much of a twist in the storyline in that caption I’ll admit, but sometimes the expression is just, perfectly right.

And they say romance is dead.

Watch out for the bottom-pinchers.

If they manage to catch him and chain him up again, I expect they’ll work out their anger together.

Don’t be afraid to give in to your feelings, Diana. Do not try to fight who you are.

Actually, men in relationships always hate it when their partners throw out their stuff. I remember the day my SO sent all my clothes to the charity shop. I cried for days at the time but She told me I’d thank Her for it eventually, and so of course I did.

Hmm. I wonder if I should ask him to pay some of the cost… this wasn’t cheap and he got all the fun.

He’s lucky. I have to fill a whole page with silver or gold stars to earn any kind of reward.

Yes, best to keep it vanilla at first. And then you can move on to more adventurous play when you get to know each other a little better.

They can beg and they can plead

…but they can’t see the light.

Are you sitting uncomfortably? Then she’ll begin.

You’re actually already halfway through the session. Might as well finish off.

Good. Good. I expect she’ll be chucking away all those dusty old wine bottles in the cellar and filling up the racks with some nice fresh sparkling wine with cheerful labels, too.

If it’s any consolation to him, after her friend has finished the face-slapping session tomorrow, he will look like a house elf.

As it happens, the second guy from the front is the Financial Director of one of the biggest German pension and insurance conglomerates. He’s wondering whether he should say something here – but by now he’s probably got more sense.

Conscious incompetence

That’s me…with occasional periods of unconsciousness, when She plays a little too vigorously.

I
don’t know about you, but I’ve reached the point in my life where just
stuffing high-value notes into an envelope gives me an erection.

He gets up early and sings his little song.

The irony is, they then use ordinary gelding clippers to remove what remains of the burnt semi-dissolved flesh. So it’s all a bit pointless, really. Will you tell her, or shall I?

Unaccompanied males can enter the country on their own passports, of course. It’s just leaving that’s forbidden.

Best not to argue, though.

Love is a danger of a different kind

It’s guilt edged, glamorous and sleek by design; you know it’s jealous by nature,
false and unkind.

Cuts and more cuts! What do I pay my taxes for, I’d like to know? Well… OK, I don’t actually pay taxes because I just get £5 a week pocket money. But my wife pays taxes on my income, so I think this is just disgraceful.

That’s a rhetorical question. No need to provide reasons in response.

Let’s find out.

Lose coffee privileges?? Ooh – hard limit! Red, Mistress, red!

Which is quite often, obviously.

Lip service

A good point.

I think she did, but I wasn’t listening. Matter of fact, that’s one of the reasons I’m here.

This, I don’t need.

I hope she won’t be long. Or too thick.

I’ve heard Gal isn’t keen in shaking hands with her many male fans. I can’t imagine why not.

Femalevolent

Let’s hope she does want to treat him nicely.

Any particular flavour?

I think Hugh should stand up to them. I mean, is he a man or a mouse?

It would probably be OK to use any one of the Approved Slave Apology Phrases # 23 – 38 in reply. Or several, even.

Well, that’s thoughtful. Just what I needed.

By the way, I’ve been keeping this quiet partly because I don’t want him closed down, but there’s a chap with an account on archive.org
who must own an industrial-quality scanner, who appears to be
digitising what looks to be a large lifetime collection of (mainly
British) material relating to… well, our interests. The vast majority
of it is fem sub but even if only 5% of it is FD, the sheer volume he
is posting there makes it rather significant in itself. I make no
judgments on the copyright issues, let alone the rather more serious
violation of this blog’s code involved in publishing material in which men oppress
women (they’re only lengthening the charge sheet against them, for when
we finally achieve the righteous smack of firm government) but I leave
it to you to decide.

Pretty brutal

Falling. In love.

That’s right. If you think about it, what could be more sexually empowering than paying another man to undertake the work of actually carrying out the fucking?

Time you got a watch.

Well… as long as there’s nothing perverted involved I suppose it’ll be OK.

I’ve always had this extraordinary talent for perceiving what women are thinking, when they look at me. A knack, you might say.

She’s often inclined to borrow somebody’s dreams till tomorrow

You’ll lose your mind and play.

Obviously, I don’t approve for one moment of non-consensual BDSM play. I’ve made that very clear to my SO, and She in turn has explained that she doesn’t give a fuck what I think. So we have an understanding.

It’s not going to be like having actual sex, of course. There won’t be all that “What the fuck? Already? Is that it?” business at the end, for one thing.

I’m very suggestive.

What’s the vibrator got that I haven’t, I’d like to know?

He’s probably feeling very relaxed already, knowing he’s in such safe hands.

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