Stories and pictures themed around female domination and male subjugation and servitude. Unsuitable for children, for alpha males, for hard-core practitioners with an interest in the politics of bdsm and the mechanics of complicated rope work. Of interest to perverts like me, basically.
… and indeed beyond.
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| 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? |
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| I hope they don’t lace it too tight. But they probably will, knowing them. |
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| Sometimes, in a relationship, an apology isn’t even needed. |
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| Looks like you’re in for another uncomfortable evening. |
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| Ten minutes. What can we do for ten minutes… hmmm. I wonder if she’s feeling generous? |
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| And of course, you do. It’s a question of how much you want it. Or rather, how much she does. |
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| It’s good that he feels he can get these things out in the open. And good, as well, that she feels she can beat the shit out of him if he does. |
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| Who’d have guessed? |
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| …and then? |
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| You mustn’t assume from this that they cruelly starve all their slaves to death, because that’s just not true. Some they fatten up for slaughter. |
Always the best reason.
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| I think there’s now an app you can get that makes the whole process a lot simpler. |
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| Aren’t you lucky? |
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| I read in a self-esteem book once, that you should write out a list of all the things about yourself you despise. I got on quite well at first, but after a few months it started to get quite unwieldy. So I started this blog instead. And it’s been great – I haven’t been troubled by self-esteem since. |
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| Looks safe enough. Hope he gets something liquid to drink at some point, though. |
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| Hmmm. I wonder what they’re going to do with those bunches of flowers? |
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| nnnn nnnNNN NNNGGG! nngg nnnng! |
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| Oh well. It’ll be agony this time, around, but…it’s not as if you masturbate often. Is it? |
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| Oddly, I understand this is one exception to the rule ‘everything tastes like chicken’. It just doesn’t. |
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| Good thing you’re into humiliation. You’ll be getting lots of that. |
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| Actually, it’ll be quite a bit cheaper than having it done back in a properly equipped facility in the First World. More holiday spending money – can’t object to that! |
I got an email about dealing with erectile disfunction. I know they’re probably just spam, but I like to think the best of people, and I was willing to give it a go. At least it made a change from all those emails I get suggesting various ways of enhancing my penis size (sometimes I wish I’d never given my mother my email address, I really do).
Anyway, it said that lots of men experience periods of erectile disfunction, but if I wrote off describing the circumstances in which I…. err.. failed to rise to the occasion, as it were, world-famous doctors were waiting to advise me.
Well, as you can imagine, I was quite excited, and I wrote back at great length describing how I usually experience quite long periods of erectile disfunction shortly after annoying my Significant Other, for example by failing to iron her blouse properly, or over-cooking the pasta. But that I also find it difficult to achieve an erection when she’s just in a bad mood because she’s busy at work, or its her time of the month, or something like that. The email asked me to describe in detail the longest period of disfunction I’d had, so I sent them Time magazine’s review of the year for 2013.
And they never replied! I mean, can you believe it? I sent email after email, and eventually I just received an automatic response informing me that the server in Nigeria where they were based was blocking my address.
Isn’t the Internet a weird place, eh? Oh well. Here are some more pictures of pretty ladies looking threatening, so we can get sexually aroused by the thought of being punished and humiliated by them. Good wholesome stuff.
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| Beware of dominatrices with ‘strong views’ |
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| Domestic bliss. |
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| You think? |
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| It’s ironic, really, as Alanis Morisette might say. |
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| Dear me, she seems a little fierce. Most young brides wait until after the wedding before giving their husbands their first proper birching. Still, maybe she’ll become more tolerant and forgiving of her husband’s faults when you’re married. Some brides do. Many don’t. |
…it’s her favourite sort.
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| It’s best to take it bit by bit. Remember, Ladies, you can always have another go and take off a few more IQ points if he’s still uppity, but if you hold on too long and you’ve got a drooling idiot who’s too stupid to work the vacuum cleaner, you’ll regret it the next time you want the floor cleaned! |
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| I think she’d better watch out. He could turn – just like that. |
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| And then of course there’s the pie still to eat. Actually, it really wasn’t that great. But you don’t want to tell her that. |
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| Seems fair. And if it doesn’t seem fair to you, I really wouldn’t recommend pointing that out to her. |
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| Best not to get high on your own supply, after all. I personally never masturbate when creating or posting captioned images. Nor do I ever tell lies. And of course, I should be severely punished were I to break either of those rules…. |
Today’s post is all about human resources and employee evaluation procedures! Oh yes. Pretty exciting huh? Much better than pictures of nekkid ladies*.
In keeping with this blog’s desire to break new ground in femdom porn, I am posting a performance evaluation form from a company I’ve come across (if you’ll pardon the expression).
Anyway, it’s from a company with a very similar name and management style to FemmeFatale Films, but without the same degree of copyright infringement involved in my misusung their logo.
Let’s start with a nice picture, so it’s the divine Goddess Heather rather than my silly old forms that appear in links to the post:
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| Performance management shouldn’t be a one-way street. It’s not all about the manager telling you what to do, you know! No, no – a good performance review is interactive. You should beg, and plead for forgiveness – preferably while kneeling. Crying is a good way of showing you’ve learnt something from the feedback, too. |
…and some more pics of performance evaluation in action:
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| Hmmm… She’s reading all of your co-workers’ evaluations. Well, the ones whose opinions matter, anyway – the ladies. But you don’t have anything to worry about? Right? |
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| Now this lady looks like she’s going to be giving you a really thorough, intensive feedback session. Learning opportunities ahead! |
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| It’s surprising how effective some quite simple management techniques can be. Just writing out ‘Lazy employees get the cane from Ms de Lacy’ 500 times can lead to a measureable improvement in employee attitude, and of course the caning itself then helps to ‘bed that learning down’. |
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| 497… 498… 499… |
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| …and now the employee is actively benefiting from a coaching session. See, all the management books say it’s best for feedback to be immediate, specific and really, really painful. |
The three Ladies who featured in this particularly silly post were, from the top, Goddess Heather, Mistress Anna Regent and Mistress Eleise de Lacy, all of whom feature on FemmeFatale Films. As do many others including my Lady, Sophia Black! It’s a wonderful site – well worth taking a look.
But I wouldn’t recommend working there.
* Astute readers of the blog ,might have noticed that it doesn’t actually feature nekkid ladies at all. I know my place.
Hi! Yes, I saw your website and I was wondering if I could make an appointment?
Oh no! No, I’m not a lesbian. Not at all. No, it’s for someone else – well, my husband actually.
Yes, that’s right.
Well, I was wondering if I could have him caned.
Yes. Like the governess scenario, on your ‘practices’ page.
No, no he’s never visited ermm…anyone like you before. He’s not into that stuff. I just want him caned to punish him for gambling. He’s really got a problem with it, and I thought that if –
“Consensual”? What do you mean?
Oh, I see. Yes – he’s consented. We discussed this and he agreed. I told him I’d divorce him if he didn’t, and I have all the money, you see, so –
Yes, that’s right. OK, well I’ll make sure he brings along a note or something that says that.
Hmmm? What do you mean? What’s a ‘safeword’?
Oh. No, I don’t think we want one of those, thanks.
Do you? Oh, I see.
Well how about if I have the safeword? Then you could call me if – No? Oh.
Hmmm… I didn’t think that would be a problem. I mean, your website says you’re merciless, and –
Yes, OK. (Sigh) I understand.
Well I guess if he has to have a safeword, he has to have one. But can you give me a call afterwards and let me know whether he used it? And I’ll make sure he understands that it doesn’t count if he does.
Great.
So, can we say, ermmm, 5pm? Yes, today. Is that a problem? He can come over right now you see, so….
Oh, I see. Yes, you’re probably right. Let’s give him a sleepless night. Tomorrow at 10am, then.
Fine.
OK, well, errr… what else do you need to know?
Oh, I don’t know. Don’t you decide how many? It’s always six of the best in the old stories, isn’t it? That doesn’t sound like very much, though. What do you think?
How much money was it? Well, that doesn’t really matter. It’s the principle. No, no – it was my money. He took money from our joint bank account, and gambled it. And he’s done it before too.
Yes, I know. Well it’s not a joint bank account any more.
Yes, 24 sounds great. Good hard ones, yes? With a big heavy cane?
Really? A lighter one? Why? I’m really cross with him, you see, so I wanted to make sure that –
Oh, I see. What, because it’s more whippy, I suppose? Yes, I suppose it would be. OK, well you’re the professional. Whatever you think will hurt most.
OK then, so how much is this going to… Gosh – as much as that?
No, no, that’s fine. I just had no idea how much these things cost. It’ll be well worth it, if it keeps him out of those casinos. Fine.
…although – I was thinking of maybe setting up a regular appointment. Monthly or something. Would there be any kind of discount, if –
Oh. OK. Well, fair enough. OK, that’s fine. He’ll bring the money with him.
I think that’s one wad of cash he won’t dare gamble away!
Fine… listen….errm….I hope you’re not offended, only…well I don’t know anything about this, so I’m just asking…you don’t, erm, have sex with the, erm, clients, do you?
Oh, I’m so sorry. I really didn’t mean to suggest – no, no, of course you don’t. That’s fine, that’s great. I’m sorry I asked.
What’s that? Oh really?
Yes, that sounds like a great idea. And men actually let you… wow. Yes, I’ll certainly have a look at that page. What’s the word again? “Keyholder services”? Right. Got it.
Well, let me think about that. You’re going to give me a call after his appointment anyway, aren’t you? Just to confirm he didn’t use the password.
Sorry, yes, safeword.
OK, well maybe we can talk about keyholding then. I’ll have a look.
Fine. Well, thank you so much. I look forward to hearing all about it.
Sure.
Bye!
It’s where you’ll usually find me. If you can be bothered to look.
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| She feels your pain. But not quite as much as you do. |
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| It’s supposed to look like that. But then – you’re supposed to be caned, too. |
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| Let’s hope it’s not a third six. It can happen, though. I once rolled a huge pile of dice and almost all of them came up six. I can’t remember exactly how many, but it was at least seven of nine. |
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| You wouldn’t think dommes would be so indecisive, would you?
At least one of these magnificent ladies is the awesome* Madame Sarka, formerly of the OWK and now of herself. If any ‘readers’ can help identify the other lady, I will be grateful.
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| One art critic described her work as ‘a joyful celebration of life, movement and freedom’, which is rather ironic, when you think about it. |
Just for all those of you too excited at the thought of all these pictures of dominant ladies to type into Google correctly.
One of the most common search terms for people finding this blog is “Contemplating the devine”. No. Just no. Write it out correctly 500 times, and then go and see Miss Hardcastle, boy!
On we go.
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| Where else could you be? |
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| Clue: the right answer is “Yes” or, better, “Yes, Mistress”. Don’t worry – you can always borrow the money if you haven’t got it! |
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| Men say the oddest things sometimes. That’s why sensible wives don’t let them speak without permission. |
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| The safeword is your credit card number. |
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| You have laugh really, eh? All those bitter tears of loss… Over someone else’s balls. Funny. Isn’t it?
By the way, I shall be on holiday for about the next two and a half weeks. The blog will continue to update itself twice a week via the magic of ‘scheduler’ *. But if I don’t respond to your comment for a few weeks, it’s not because I am rude, or too lazy to do so**, it’s just because I’m not really here. But I’d like you to keep commenting anyway…
*actually, to tell the truth most of the captions and stories these days are produced using an AI script anyway, which is why they are so repetitive and formulaic. The real ‘Servitor’ died of shame about six months ago. Nobody cared.
** unless of course you are a representative of the ruling gender, in which case my failure to reply is a sign of laziness and rudeness, and I hope you’ll be taking appropriate disciplinary measures to deal with this disgracefully impertinent behaviour.
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