bored – Page 2 – Contemplating the divine

Shiny things

Can’t argue with that.

No, not so long. 30 seconds, tops.

It’s certainly something like that.

etc

Leaves a bitter taste.

Cold comfort

…but not on the farm.

I’m not sure if I could manage that. But I expect I’ll learn, over time.

Oh well. As long as it’s completely voluntary, I suppose it’ OK.

This is the lovely, magnificent, Vancouver and Paris-based Mistress Eleise de Lacey. But then, you knew that didn’t you?

Gosh, it’s a long way down, isn’t it?

One day perhaps.

And replace them with inhibitions about disobedience.

Worshipful company

If it’s any consolation, she certainly does care about how well you do the chores.

There’s plenty of boys.

It’s amazing, what computers can do these days.

I asked a domme once for a session in which she would treat me with utter contempt the whole time. I waited for hours in the rain, and she didn’t turn up, even though I’d pre-paid by credit card. Do you think perhaps she misunderstood?

Don’t worry, if anyone sees you they’ll probably assume you’re a devout pilgrim doing penance as part of a religious observation. Which, in a sense, you are.

You can get more with a kind word and a whip…

… than you can with just a kind word.

These ladies know that.

Disappointed? Well.. maybe a little.

He can continue to explore his interest in blow jobs too, I understand.

Enjoy. Only 25 seconds now…

Woof.

I’ll confess, I don’t often last the full twenty seconds. But she’s not one of those women who minds if her man comes very quickly.

Informed consent

It’s very important. She always informs me when my consent is required for something.

Ignorance is no defence.

Check-out time is when she decides to release you.

Hmmm. Interesting. I wonder what she does use, then. Any thoughts?

..and what’s the best?

Probably best not to ask… I certainly don’t know.

She seems nice.

I was going to point you to this forthcoming movie which looks very fine, but Paltego beat me to it.

So instead (trigger warning: vanilla. And you have to enter access code 7201969), how about Anne Hathaway in space!

Giving until it hurts

… and indeed beyond.

Poor things. Their fingers must have been awfully cold. You’d think the film-makers could have provided gloves or something. Men can be so thoughtless, can’t they?

I hope they don’t lace it too tight. But they probably will, knowing them.

Sometimes, in a relationship, an apology isn’t even needed.

Looks like you’re in for another uncomfortable evening.

Ten minutes. What can we do for ten minutes… hmmm. I wonder if she’s feeling generous?

Rewards and punishments

Sometimes it’s difficult to tell them apart, don’t you think?

And thanks to rote learning, they know a lot of very long poems in Norwegian, word-perfect, off by heart. Sadly, they don’t know what any of those words mean.

The wonderful, severe (and wonderfully severe) Cassie Hunter, or “The Hunteress”.

Do you sense she might be losing interest in the sexual side of this marriage?

Don’t worry. She’ll have time to get away, when the acid starts gushing out. Even in those high heels – she’ll be fine.

Oh well.

I don’t know the original source (something about it says “German” to me…), but I got this from the She is in charge tumblr.

[Edited: Paltego in the comments has kindly pointed out that this is Lady Ramirez, to be found at www.ladyramirez.com. So – at least we know who she is. As for the other… well we know he’s not Dave (or was it Dennis?) but otherwise the field’s wide open.]

Having your mouth full most of the time will probably help prevent you forming deep emotional attachments too.

Post-orgasm

Lots of people say that they love the post-orgasm state best of all. I’m not sure about that. I’ve been in a post-orgasm state since Day 2 of my marriage, and I have to say, it’s not doing a lot for me. My wife says I should give it more time, though, and she’s usually right about these things. And everything else.

On we go:

I don’t know about you, but I always find I come up with a snappy answer to that sort of question just a few minutes later, when it’s really too late.

Actually, quite a lot of the boys have burn marks, in all sorts of places, so the mistake’s understandable. Still – what a nuisance, eh?

Young people have these wild enthusiasms. When she bought it, she thought she’d be making waffles every day, but soon enough it was left in the bottom of the cupboard, forgotten and unwanted.

Women! So forgetful. It’s a good thing they’ve got us to look after them, isn’t it?

Contempt. Many pro-dommes try to conceal it, but ladies – if you’re ever visited by Servitor, feel free to tell me exactly what you think of this forty seven year-old client…

Humiliation session

Leather clad domina thinking about her tea and he mum.

You want me to humiliate you? Tell you about the contempt I feel for you? All right.

Well, for a start, of course, the only reason I’m even
talking to you is because you’re paying.
Actually, I’m hoping to get a job in marketing, but it’s really
difficult at the moment, and I’ve got huge student debts, so I have to make
ends meet by fulfilling the fantasies of fat old perverts like you. So, don’t think for a second I really like
doing this, OK?

I’m sitting here wearing this ridiculous get-up because I’m
hoping it’ll turn you on, but I wish I hadn’t done it up so tight, as it’s
really digging in under my armpits. So
later I’m planning to make a show of locking you in a cage and cruelly leaving
you, so I can go off and loosen it a bit, maybe take this fucking collar off
too. I hate wearing all this pervy shit,
and it’s all so badly made – starts coming apart after a couple of
sessions. But it excites you, and I need
the money.

Then I’ll pretend to hit you a bit with this thing, but I
won’t really hit you because I know you don’t really like it. I’ll just tap you enough to leave a few
marks, and you’ll make a big fuss. And
then I’ll make you clean my shoes with your tongue, which you’ll do for hours
and hours – I fucking HATE that and I’ll have to try to think about something
else to stop myself screaming with boredom.

Fortunately, soon after that I’ll ‘force you’ to wank, and
then I’ll pretend to like you and be all friendly as you hurriedly
pull your clothes back on. And then
you’ll finally fuck off, and I can get into some normal clothes again and have
a cup of tea or something a bit stronger to wind down. Oh – and I’ll throw your present away,
because I get about twenty boxes of fucking chocolates each week, and I have to
watch my diet because – unlike you – I actually have to look sexually
attractive. Or I might give them to my
mum, when I meet her later, because –

What’s that? Too much
humiliation?

Oh sorry. I’m still a
bit new to this.

Right then…err…you little WORM! I think you need some time in my CAGE! Oh yes, it’s the cage for you! It’ll give you some time to think about
what’s coming to you, when I bend you over the trestle for a taste of my
CROP! That’s if I come back at all. I might just leave you there for EVER!

Into the cage! NOW, you
disgusting little MAGGOT!

The quality of mercy

Much more important than the quantity. Don’t you think? Worth waiting for. At least, I assume it will be.

Anyway, while I randomly gibber over here, condemn yourselves to eternal damnation by feasting your eyes – and any other parts of your body that need sustainance – on these captioned images of female domination.

I’m not really myself into foot worship. But I do love pics of dommes looking bored. And foot pics are definitely the place to go for that. I mean, isn’t it a bit, well… tedious for the domme? No? Slobber slobber…for hours on end. But hey – I respect your choice of fetish, OK? Me, I hate it when She makes me worship Her feet. I get really uncomfortable. Oh, but I love hating it like that.

There was a tense period when it looked as though she would have to produce a body to get the funds released, but just when she’d got the suicide note written, her lawyer found a precedent for a fast declaration without. Phew! She still has the note, of course. Just in case.

It’s always funny when she starts. They think she means chew them a bit and they mostly get turned on by the humiliation, you know? Then they find out that she does actually mean eat them – and it is really hard to eat a pair of trainers. Good news, though – it’s a lot easier than having Madame Sarka annoyed with you. So eat up.

Hmmm. This looks fun. I wonder if she has anything special she does before getting you off?

You weren’t expecting a multiple orgasm, surely? Once is plenty. Actually, many ladies think once is too much and who am I to argue?