bondage – Page 5 – Contemplating the divine

Her husband; her rules

It’s only fair, right?

She can certainly make you less happy in the days and years to come, should she choose to do so. Thoroughly miserable, in fact. So in that sense, today is indeed the high point.

Sounds exciting! Some sort of wet ‘n’ messy play, I imagine?

Yes, you really must stay to comfort her. It can’t have been easy for her, losing three husbands in a row like that.

I don’t usually link to tumblrs but I will give a shout-out to Strict Widow, as I love the concept and I’m using it quite a lot for material!

Ah – a caption turning on the finer points of English grammar. One for the Editor Domme, there.

While we’re on the subject of tumblrs… Just remember you’re apostrophe’s if you comment on her site, for gods sake, OK?

Dominant males quite often feature in this blog, actually. You can’t always tell the difference between them and the subs, but believe me, when I post a picture of some male under female control, with hands secured and cock firmly locked away or absent, it’s often a male dom formerly known as “Master Roger” or some such.

…and here‘s an extra one, without words.

Since love is blind, then from the mind, all womankind should rout them.

… because she hates men.

It’s nice when newlyweds have pet names for each other. But ‘bully’ just isn’t appropriate. ‘Boss’ is a good one – he could try that, maybe?

I’m glad she’s taking precautions because some itching powders can be really nasty. But see those gloves? That’s safe BDSM play. She’ll be fine.


Oh – stop worrying! They’re not going to starve to death or anything! This blog can’t abide excessively violent scenes, you know that. No: they’ll die of thirst long before they starve.

Let’s hope this one turns out better than the previous 117. But if not, that’s valuable knowledge too. Science: it’s all about reproducibility of the results.

Very lightly. Safe, sane, consensual – remember?

Love is…

… savage and cruel and it shines like destruction.

Or at least, I’ve always found it to be so.

I usually deal with it by shrieking like a little girl, thrashing helplessly against the bonds and frantically begging for forgiveness. I guess everyone has their own way, huh?

She shouldn’t worry about a thing. He’s really good at toppling over onto his side.

Yes, I suppose that would be very special.

Well, that’s a bit last-minute isn’t it? Honestly – that Raoul! He does make me cross sometimes, he really does.

Letting daylight in on industrial light and magic.

And he loves it when she beats his brains out

(he’s pecked to death but he loves the pain)

She’s not talking to you.

I think you’re about to get a free session.

I think we can all agree and rejoice that this is the lovely Jean Bardot, can we not?

Hmmm. Two captions in one post about a domme actually hurting someone who doesn’t want to be hurt. Servitor – reprinting the same old shit since 2011.

I like an unhurried session. For example, I’ve got a humiliation scene going that’s been building nicely for… oooh, about 47 years now.

Bloody typical! Doesn’t ask me how my day was, does she? But to be fair, it’s hard to say at this stage whether it’s been a good, bad or howlingly agonising day. Not until she’s decided.

She’s talking

Hmm… well, OK. As long as I don’t have to go to Cathie’s.

That’s very broadminded.

You can’t hear it without the sound, of course, but it’s actually a startlingly realistic impression. She’s talented.

No time for a caption. HuuUUUH!

Black or red… black or red. Oh dear, I’m not good with choices. Just as well, really.

Mistress and commander

Hiding in plain sight.

It’s best not to over-script these things. A really good session always contains surprises, I reckon.

Let’s hope some of them are a bit cleaner, that’s all I can say.

I don’t see this ending well.

It’s silly to make such a fuss about a little thing like that.

Femdom fantasies

(Occasionally I need a title like that to keep the search engines interested, I feel).

Lucky Andy’s getting a freebie!

The sexy Mina Thorne in a menareslaves video.

She is good at dealing with feelings of guilt.

It’s quite a common condition. Thank goodness they’ve found a cure.

Let’s hope Steve’s nice. And not too fat.

Interestingly, I find the stress often starts before I’m put into the position.

She wants you back

You know, I’ve been thinking about what you said about how
frustrating and humiliating you find it – being locked up in that thing while I
fuck Raoul.

I think I might have the solution. You could both fuck me!

I mean, not at the same time of course. Not quite at the same time, anyway.

You see, Raoul’s really rubbish at foreplay. Well, actually he can be fantastic at it, but
usually he doesn’t bother, you know?
Just wants to get his massive cock into me and start thrusting away –
silly old bull.

So I thought maybe you could do the foreplay? And Raoul needn’t even be there – he can be
downstairs watching the football or something.
You could be delicately stroking and kissing me – not on the face,
though, because I want to pretend it’s Raoul, not you. And using your tongue. Of course, you’d stay locked up just to make
sure there are no accidents.

And then when I’m good and ready, you can go downstairs and
tell Raoul he can come up. Remember he
likes you to call him Sir.

And then we’d lock you in the cuckold pillory and fuck the
rest of the night, just like now.

There – that should help with that horrible sexual
frustration – don’t you think?

No? Oh. Well, you’re doing it anyway, grumpyface.

Any flavour except vanilla

… or raspberry ripple. I really hate raspberry ripple.

Goodness, I hope none of the dommes with whom I have the honour of serving from time to time read this blog and find out my little secret. They might force me to eat raspberry ripple ice cream in session. How awful that would be!

‘We’ are indeed trying. Fortunately, only one of ‘us’ has to succeed, doesn’t she?

You ever had one of those dreams? When you’re naked, surrounded by a hundred jeering, mocking beautiful women? And you can’t speak and you can’t seem to run, but then you have to do a little dance for them and… and then you wake up. And realise it was only a dream? Always such a fucking disappointment.

She’s been working too on a better recovery system. Crashing into a net is fine but it’s just not very… fetish, you know? So she’s been working on something involving combining an aircraft carrier’s ‘arrestor hook’ system, with various anal toys. All top secret just now, I’m afraid, so I don’t know any more details than that.

This is the divine Mistress Ezada Sinn, if you didn’t know that already

Lucky George. Sharp-eyed observers of more than one ‘scene’ might spot a reference here to an earlier post.

Boyfriends, eh? Always spoiling the fun! Why can’t she just do her own beating up? I’d go for that. I’d even pay.

I have an inferiority complex but it isn’t a very good one

Not a Woody Allen quote, remarkably, but Steven Wright.

On we go.

You have bought her an anniversary present, too, right?

Many submissive men often feel quite uncomfortable when left by themselves. I can’t think why.

Actually, although the “forced” is entirely accurate, “bi” is not, as it implies you get to have sex with women too.

OK, it’s all a bit rushed. She’s a romantic traditionalist at heart, though. Believe me: you will be going down on your knees.

Isn’t she beautiful?