Imperial, mysterious

 …and in amorous array.

Lots of men get a bit nervous on their wedding days, but some have more cause for it than others.



But she is wearing everyday clothes, isn’t she?




Very weird.


Men are often not good at prioritising.  She can help with that.




Actually, Julie’s not keen on putting things out of their misery.  Neither of them are.



When things are looking good there’s always complications

 (but the song is actually about a car)

 

Don’t worry, it’s still quite fresh.

 

 

You don’t want Kitten to get cross again.  Kitten has very sharp claws.

 

 

Oh well.  Arguably ‘lightening the mood’ isn’t really appropriate at the start of a strict disciplinary session anyway.  Better just get on with it.

 

 

She could try telling him it’s kinder this way, but that wouldn’t really be true.

 

No, not ‘talking it through’.  I mean, she does still intend to talk it all through.  But only after putting her brilliant idea into practice, when he’s in a more receptive mood.

Took my hand and so unkindly

 …cut me down with words so cruel

 

Many men just don’t appreciate how painful high-heeled shoes can be.

 

 

 

 

There’s a place near me that does them ready-stomped.  Very wide range of toppings too.

  


I hope her arm’s not getting tired, the poor thing.  I think someone’s doing all the work in this relationship.

 

 

She has great influencing skills.

 

Yes, but apart from that…?


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fiercely feminine

Take it from me as a long-serving married man, you really don’t want to discuss it.  Let alone ‘discuss’ it.

 

 

 

Obviously.

 

There’s a thin line between chivalry and criminal sexism but fortunately we have women to help police that line – and run the re-education camps for anyone who teeters over it.

 

 

 

He’s just a bit nervous about getting married… which is silly, really, when you think about it.

 

 

 

Actually, the entire blog is literally nothing but a lot of fuss over a little smacked bottom.  With wholly inadequate thinking time set aside for it.


 

Dressed to oppress

Argh!  It’s worse than when waiters do this… write it down!

 

 

Time to discover some traditional small-town values, I suggest.

 

 

 

You might as well be comfortable, while writhing in agony, after all.

 

 

Can a truly life-long relationship be founded on such flimsy foundations as a boots fetish and financial exploitation?  Do you think he or she cares?


Kitten has sharp claws, daddy issues and some serious rage to work through.


 

The nymphs tread out their ground, fa la

 .. for now is the month of MayingFa la la la la la la la.


A latex-shining session?  Pah – that’s practically vanilla.  You’ve got a proper femdom activity booked, you have, so go ahead and enjoy every authentic moment of it.



That’s a shame, as the date was going quite well up to that point.  Maybe they’ll leave you their phone numbers.





My SO is fine with me deciding for myself what I want to eat when we go out to a restaurant.  She doesn’t usually let me have it, of course.


Don’t worry, she’s only planning to shoot to wound.  Much more fun that way.

The shapely ankles and calves within these elegant boots belong to Miss Chambers, of Cruella fame.  Now if only we could see her lovely, lovely nose too.



That’s a good clause.  I have it tattooed on me, just in case I ever forget.



Oh, and as a little bonus, I just discovered this delightful thing and felt compelled to share it. 

#Chris Pine from Entertainment Weekly

Forceful females, meek males

Oh dear.  You had one job… Well, OK, you had several jobs if you count all the chores and you even had two jobs at a time during the spit-roasting bit but you know what I mean.




It’s their ‘rattan’ anniversary.




Maybe she should.  I hope she makes her mind up quickly rather than dithering about it… odd, because she’s usually very decisive.



 

The extra said yes – well, of course he did – but sadly the scene was cut from the movie.  He has developed quite a successful career though and has now had several minor speaking roles.  He was “Squeaky-voiced guy in elevator” in one of the recent Marvel movies, for instance.

 

 

 

It’s the way she tells them.


 

 

 

 

Firmly-held opinions

Tsk.  And he’s hardly even made an effort to look smart, either.  Men!



A Rose by any other name…



If the weights do tear the ring out and make a nasty mess, I think we all know whose fault that will be, don’t we subbie?  Yes, yes we do.





If you don’t want to know, don’t ask.


One advantage is that only the very best nurses work in the RPU.  It’s very competitive – you’ll be in the hands of the elite; a much more professional standard of care than you could normally expect with a silly old ingrowing toenail.




 

 

 

 

 

Kiss the boys or make them cry

 or both, even.

Nervous young husbands might want to check out Servitor’s old series ‘Seven Secrets of a Happy Marriage‘ which contains about 30 pieces of advice, each one of them as accurate and helpful as the title proclaiming there will be ‘seven’.


Women can often be oddly protective of their shoes, can’t they?  And their panties too, in my experience.  Just ask any of the women in my neighbourhood, or the judge in my court case for that matter.  There’s probably an over-protective, nurturing, nest-building sort of impulse behind it, I expect.  The neighbours I mean, not the judge – she was just doing her job, except when she made me do that little dance dressed up and frillied in front of the court.  Happy days… where was I?  Oh yes.




Fake it to make it and escape it.



 

 

Anyway, you look so cute taking little steps, with the bells hanging from your nipple clamps going jingle jingle jingle.

 

 

If you think the client in question is behaving in a humiliating way, wanking off looking at this lovely lady but not allowed to touch her or her clothing… what does that say about what you’re doing, right now?  Hmm?

 

 

Love and abjection

You might want to try noble, stoic silence?  No?  Oh, OK: frantic pitiful grovelling it is, then.

 

 

Don’t worry, it’s only until next Christmas, then she has other plans for her little porky-boy.

 

 

 

I imagine you’re expecting a joke here about being ‘tossed off’ but I won’t because (a) it would be weak, unfunny and in very poor taste and (b) I’ve done it several times before.

 

 

Her paces, obviously.  Moron.  Do you expect her to change the way she walks just to accommodate you?

 

Personally I’d rather they were in those cute Young Communist Pioneer outfits.  But my opinion doesn’t matter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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