…until you’re spoken to

Sometimes she appreciates having a man around, to help out.
She may be better-informed than him now, but she’s working hard to bring him up to speed.

The lovely Zoe Page, of course. You knew that, right? She gave me a wonderful post-spanking cuddle once, but her femdom persona these days is a little harder-edged.

Castration fetishes are perfectly healthy as long as they’re not taken too far, of course. Keep it safe: just the genitals, yeah? Removing any other bits would be too extreme.
He gets better food too. The gourmet stuff that comes in sachets.
They have a very flexible monthly payment scheme: basically she just decides how much she and her friends want and texts you to transfer it.
Goodness, I don’t know what you’d do with your money for a month without Kitten, so let’s hope she manages to spend it all today. Fortunately, she’s a pro.

… and finally, because it’s not particularly femdom, we’ll call this one an extra:

A hard woman is good to find

She seems very confident (women on this blog often are, actually) she knows how bad it’s going to be for you. I wonder how?
Even experienced submissives can sometimes forget themselves and indulge in shockingly challenging behaviour. Just the other day, I was thanking my SO for a punishment beating – down on my knees with my tear-stained face against the floor, as you do – when all of a sudden a note of insufficiently sincere gratitude crept into my voice. Apparently. I can’t imagine what provoked me into such a blatant act of insubordination, but you can be sure my good lady didn’t deal with it lightly.
She’ll be delighted to hear the ice bucket challenge is back, but this time it’s in February, which should be a lot more fun for almost everyone involved.
The healthy diet might lead to a long life, but he might perhaps want to remember, when dealing with the supervisor or other ‘carers’, that the longer his life goes on, the worse a deal the one-off financial settlement ends up being for the institution. But I’m sure they’ll do the right thing, whatever they decide that to be. Anyway, it’s very reasonable as the food and heating bills are remarkably low, leaving his loving daughters plenty of money to spend however they like, secure in the knowledge that he is being properly looked after.
After a while he’ll be desperate to be let out – which is weird, really, because he must realise that soon after that he’ll start to become increasingly desperate to flee back inside.
Truly, madly, shallowly.

… and a couple of topical extras today, with thanks to shorty for the inspiration:

More Jutta perfection in Friday’s post.

The nature of a woman hides more dangers than you think

Listen very carefully: she will say this only once.
Guy A sounds a bit creepy to me, don’t you think? Glad to see she sent him packing! Let’s see how creative the other two are, in their response to her embarassing dilemma.
‘Giving’ doesn’t quite describe the financial transaction involved, but I can see her point as clearly as I can smell her socks.
I expect he’ll come to a more appreciative position of their work. Especially creative writing.
This is the anger stage of her depression. I hope you can help her work through it, because the next one – bargaining – obviously doesn’t fit at all well into a D/S dynamic.
The clue’s in the name.

Speaking of linguistic matters, Ms Palvin of course hails from Hungary, a country whose language makes no distinction between men and women. Which seems most odd… isn’t her existence alone a good reason to change that?

The will to power

This particular set of vows contains penalty clauses.
It’s nice to be special, isn’t it?
I think she’s coping very well.

The wonderful Lady Sophia Black. I don’t know what she’s doing now she’s retired from professional domination, but I’ll bet she’s amazingly good at that, too.

Men who aren’t meek and obedient have something wrong with their brains. Fortunately, it’s fixable.
Tastes much the same, if I’m honest.
Well, that’s my plan for the session sorted out!

Hurtful comments

She’s trying to play it cool, but I think we all know she’s wildly turned on by the whole scene.

 

 

 

My SO has a similar scheme: I hand her all my money and do everything I’m told and in return I live a life that is quite frequently entirely free of agonizing pain.  It’s really a bargain, when you think about it.


 

 

Glad sissy found a way to keep busy, to take her mind off the situation.

 

 

 

Yes: literally ‘any’.  What would you like him to do next?




Let’s hope he doesn’t react violently, but if he does let’s at least be grateful that no one important will get hurt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Heavenly correction



He’s actually not really into BDSM. Poor guy… probably hating every moment.  Still, that’s a brave little smile.







Come on – what could possibly go wrong? Apart from that faulty power surge protector and I’m pretty sure that’s working properly now.

She’s really sweet once you get to know her.

There’s nothing quite so empowering for a domme as going round cleaning just after a sub has flounced around for an hour “cleaning”.


I tried switching once. After about five minutes the female submissive started shouting at me for being so bad at it and I ended up apologising and having to write out “I am the most feeble, unexciting excuse for a Master ever” 500 times.  But then, when you think about it, she didn’t do that well herself, did she?


When you’re in a fix

just call for the men in tights!






Well… those are two of her spanking aprons, anyway.  She has more.






You never know when you’ll need to do some sudden washing up in the middle of the night.




Hmm..  Turned out they don’t have a vibrator at the reception desk, but they sent up a couple of their room service guys anyway and they were able to sort the problem out, so that was OK.  Pretty impressive customers service, I’d say.



Now you see that’s just typical of my wife – she sends me out to buy the stuff but doesn’t tell me what she wants it for!  Now I’m going to have to buy both – she hasn’t heard the last of this, you know!

The magic’s still there.


Lap of honour

It’s funny how much clearer things can appear, through tear-stained eyes.




Yes, I suppose I am.  I even irritate myself, sometimes.







Oh good.  Thrash it out, once and for all.


It must be awful for her, having a brutal boyfriend. Imagine how she felt: just having to stand there watching you being beaten up.





Well, that’s settled.  Good. On with the ironing.


The imperative mood

“The imperative mood
(often referred to simply as a command) is used to express demands,
instructions or requests. We usually use the second person (plural or
singular) with an unspoken “you” for the subject.” sez Learnenglish. The ‘you’ is indeed unspoken, although sometimes She substitutes other words to refer to Her servitor.


The grammatically correct response to the imperative mood is the submissive mood.
Ludicrous, unrealistic fantasy. Who’d pay $2500 for a male?

What’s that? You’re guessing ‘mandatory gender sensitivity training’?  Well, sure, maybe that too, that too.

  

I don’t see the point of these fancy electronic monitoring systems.  A sturdy 20-foot length of chain has always done the trick in our (actually Her) household.


Here’s a clue: whoever it was lifted the seat. So it won’t be Raoul for a start: he never does,


So pretty, oh so pretty

Not the version by those dreadful yobs, of course, but by Mistress Joan.

Oh well, I suppose it’s something to take my mind off it.

She’s Prisoner Welfare Officer too, so you know she’s got your best interests at heart.
A lot of new findommes have the wrong idea about financial domination.  It’s actually quite hard work. But not for the domme, obviously.

This being a fantasy blog, I expect she’s going to ‘punish’ you by doing all the things you’ve always dreamed about, rather than just divorcing you and exposing you to ridicule in the newspapers. 


They’re very zealous about it. Indeed, I believe that some of his team are about to raid an establishment where they’ve received a tip-off about repeated violations of the ban on smoking in the workplace.  They don’t give any warning – just burst straight in through the door, cameras at the ready.