cane – Page 12 – Contemplating the divine

Tough love

Very tough, sometimes. Ouch.

Captioned images of female domination follow. Obviously.

Not a clothes cupboard, you understand. Don’t get your hopes up, loser.

Yes. Apparently she doesn’t have Madame Sarka’s easygoing and forgiving nature, so do watch it. Still – congratulations! Happiest day of your life, and all that!

Madame Sarka, of course, formerly of OWK.

Oh I always do that sort of thing. Live for today, I say! Who knows where we’ll be tomorrow, eh? Well, I mean, in this case here, obviously. And the day after that, and…

This image from Cruella. There’s a certain bleakness that is unmistakable. Mmmmm.

Oh no. I hate going to her parents’. Especially after a flogging. Oh well… who said life had to be fair?

Gratuitous cruelty – dontcha love it?

Do you really want to hurt me?

Do you really want to make me cry?

Oh…say you do.

“Boots” is a surprisingly popular choice. You can also sell the right to choose, to someone else, then just take pot luck. Quite fun, if you’re feeling adventurous.

The picture is from The British Institution. It’s very British. I love it.

Oh well. It’s been deep-fried. How bad can it be?

Perhaps.

The lady is of course the magnificent Hunteress (also known as Cassie Canes), and the source is indicated on the watermark. Boris appears courtesy of SlavesForMovies Inc.

They also provide a complimentary paddle, by the minibar, and there’s a shackle in the bathroom. It’s those little touches that make the difference between simply staying in a hotel and having an experience there.

Sounds fair.

The caption for the picture above was loosely inspired by this rather excellent video on humiliation. You’ve probably already seen it, but if you haven’t I recommend it. The lady involved is…well, not exactly vanilla, but she’s not femdom particularly either, as this is one of a large series of talks about various sexual practices. But as well as talking about it, from time to time she simply slips in some actual verbal humiliation. For some reason, the fact that she does so in such a matter of fact manner, reading from a script with cheerful interest…even the fact that the scene keeps cutting, particularly when she reaches for an inhaler because she’s got a cold… all that, just adds to the humiliation for me. I think it’s lovely. Anyway, there’s a bit where she says you have to be “punished for being so bad in bed”, and the phrase has stayed with me… and perhaps always will.

School bullying

Scenes from Servitor’s so-called life part 2 (of rather too many).

I guess it won’t surprise regular readers of this blog to learn that I was bullied at school. It was rather traumatic actually, still something I can’t really face properly when I look back upon it. There was this gang of older girls at break-time, and they’d take my lunch money, and beat me up, and pull my trousers down and spank me… and all sorts of frankly quite sexual humiliations. Then one day they refused to take the lunch money any more, so it all had to stop. They never told me why, never told me what had changed. A heartbreaking moment.

SNIFF!

OK, on with the therapy.

You’d think that having biology teacher as their test subject would have helped, but he never made one useful suggestion the whole time. Just cried, and pleaded – that sort of thing. Very disappointing.

They later got married! True story.

Oooo! Do you think they’re planning some sort of surprise for him? What fun!

I used to find these big decisions really difficult, so it’s great not being allowed to take them any more.

A new femdom fetish meme: dommes feeling humiliated. Really, you don’t want to stand too close to one.

The unfairer sex

Oh dear. You don’t think they’ll tell the other girls in the office do you?

Actually, he’s in for a nice surprise in a couple of months. She’s going to come in, first thing in the morning, and remove the chain completely. Only as an April fool’s joke, mind, but for a few hours he’ll be happy.

I’ve never believed in all that star-sign nonsense. Although, my own horoscope last week just said “Nothing but pain and humiliation. Loser”. Do you think there might be something in it, after all?

Poor thing, she looks exhausted. I wonder what she’s been doing?

Be nice. You’ll probably be left to her in your wife’s will.

The deal

Not for the first time, I found myself writing a ‘caption’ that’s so long it could barely fit onto the Sistine Chapel ceiling (and, to be honest, might not be entirely appropriate there), so instead of putting it in 6 point type, here it is, unlocked and free to dangle, as it were.

Actually, this one’s a bit serious, not a joke. Very strong fantasy for me. Hope I haven’t ruined it by writing it down.

And it’s called ‘The Deal’.

‘The
deal’? Well, I thought I’d been
perfectly clear. I can run through it
once more, I suppose.

I
am a professional governess and lifestyle counsellor. I specialise in taking charge of supposedly
grown men like you, who have never grown up.

I
will set you homework every week and punish you if it is not done to my
satisfaction. At weekends, you will come
here and do chores before breakfast, then you will sit in a classroom under my
supervision. You will go to bed by 8.30.

I
will lock your penis away so you can’t indulge your filthy habits. And I will fill the time you save by setting
you punishment lines to write, and making you stand for hours in a naughty corner in your
apartment, monitored by a camera feed via your computer.

I will take control. You will go on a strict diet, and will
exercise to my specifications daily. You will keep your apartment spotlessly
clean, to a rota I will provide. TV and Internet time will be severely rationed, and you will not be
permitted to watch anything inappropriate. I will control your spending, by
monitoring your bank accounts, and you will be expected to keep records of
everything, and account for every penny so I can make sure you are not
frittering your money away. Any purchases over £25 will need pre-approval. You
will bring me your performance evaluations from work, and we will discuss ways
in which you can apply yourself more effectively in your career.

And I will beat you every time I am in the slightest degree dissatisfied
with your perfomance. I will use the strap and the tawse on your
palms. I will beat your thighs and calves with a heavy leather belt. And whenever I am
still not satisfied that you have learnt your lesson, I will cane you. There is
an old-fashioned whipping block in my study, and I will strap you tightly over
it and I will flog you with this cane until I am satisfied that you have learnt
your lesson. You will scream, and struggle, and beg and plead and you will
cry. All boys do. But the straps are strong and so is my will.

You
will dread the ringtone of the mobile phone that is only for my use, to call
you with instructions. You will dread
the journey to my house on a Friday evening.
You will squirm in fear as I look over your homework and your
lines. You will shake when you are
waiting outside my study for the call to enter and to face your
punishment. Even in your lonely bed at
home, you will wake in a cold sweat, from a nightmare in which you imagine me
displeased with you.

You
will obey me. You will work for me. You will scream in pain, or endure hours of tedium, as I dictate. You will hate the pain, and the
discomfort and the sexual frustration, the misery and the terror. Above all, you will hate this cane and
you will fear what I can do to you with it.
Every waking moment.

That is ‘the deal’.

Oh
– and one more thing. You will pay me
for the privilege.

You
may now leave, or you may choose to sign the contract and we will begin.

The Rights of Man

They’re somewhat limited, around here, you’ll find. But we like it that way.

Well, you’ll find anyway, as they’re due round for a drink later.

Hmmm. Looks to me like one person’s doing all the work in this relationship.

And she’s got plenty of time to think of some too – she’s not due back until Tuesday.

Should never have lent her that copy of 50 Shades…

Maybe she can share her literary passions with him when they’re married.

Faith, hope and chastity

And the best of these is hope.
SORRY! Sorry. I mean chastity. Ma’am.

Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone?

Thank goodness she’s not cross.

Actually, most of the change happened in the first two weeks.

She was keen to explore his ballbusting fantasies too.

Wise husbands know when it’s best not to argue, just to curtsey and get on with the ironing.

Caned to…

(So many possibilities)

…tears?
…perfection?
…amuse her friend?
…help him do a better job of the ironing?
…the sound of The Best of Abba, Vol 2?
…try out a new stroke?
…obedience?
…the sound of girlish laughter?

You decide (if You’re of the superior sex, obviously).

On with the show:

No rush. Take your time. She can even leave you there all night, if you like, and finish off tomorrow.

Well, obviously if you’re going out to dinner, you’ll be swallowing. Really – this doesn’t sound so bad at all, does it?

I used to pay for humiliation sessions, but now what I do instead is just ask ladies I fancy whether they’d like to go out for a drink with me. It’s a lot cheaper.

Whatever you say, I think she’s going to suggest you wear something a bit skimpier, you know.

I’m sure you can think of a good reason between now and tomorrow’s appointment at the clinic.

Inconsequential

Mostly, that’s me. But occasionally, my behaviour has consequences, and sometimes I just have to sit quietly and reflect upon that.

Just talk about whatever comes to mind.

Actually, several of her classmates still fear her, but they pay for the privilege now.

His and hers – something for everyone. But always check it fits before leaving the shop.

I expect she’ll be terribly embarassed when she discovers her mistake.

No really. You’ll be screaming too. You’ll see.

Femdom captions once again

With apologies for the unimaginative but search engine-friendly headline. Just supply your own feeble femdom-related pun if you’re missing it.

Oh – and if you’re a search engine? Hi there. Welcome. Femdom. Femdom caption. Dominatrix. Dominatrix. Governess. Spanking. Bandicoots. No, no bandicoots. This is what we do here:

Don’t worry. She’ll be there with you the whole time. With a bit of luck, you’ll still just be conscious when she comes – won’t that be nice?

He goes to confession too.

She’s such a professional. Sometimes the same caning scene will require eight or nine complete takes before she’s satisfied.

Astute observers of financial markets might realise that I created this caption a long time ago (I don’t always post captions as soon as I do them, in fact I have about 180 waiting to be posted – isn’t that nice?) – because the Euro is no longer particularly high. I expect that was the first thing that caught your eye when you looked at this one, right? Right?

Doesn’t she look sweet? Try to remember that, because your eyes will be too sore to open quite soon.