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.
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| Just go with it, Robert. See where it takes you. |
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| He’ll be genius-level. And that’s just the first batch. |
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| Unlike many dominant ladies, my own SO quite enjoys it when I disagree with her. Says she finds it stimulating – I do too. |
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| There are some very responsible positions available. Of course, George would have to serve his time as a tampon boy, but do a good job there for a few years and the sky’s the limit. |
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| She’s doing the scene a real service. |
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| She could well be right. Early on in our relationship, my SO visited a therapist who told her to try dealing with her feelings frustration by beating the living daylights out of me. Worked. |
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| You get health benefits too – mostly regular exercise and a healthy diet. |
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| I guess we’re both disappointed about the whole situation. |
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| That’s a museum ship, by the way: HMS Belfast. Worth a visit, if you’re in London, but the guns obviously can’t fire any more and all the seamen left a long time ago. |
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| My own car just stays locked in the garage all the time, these days. I don’t know why I bother to keep it, really. |
… you would never break the chain.
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| Oh, not again… |
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| Do you know, I think I might be so full after all that, I don’t think I could face a dessert? But fortunately, no one cares what I think. |
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| I’ve suffered from a few sexual complaints in my time. |
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| Well, it’s hardly my fault. I mean – I just glanced at her. For two seconds – three, tops! |
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| It’s tough, being a responsible adult. So I’ve heard. |
No, not Archie’s dad. Her. I always have been. Rapture!
But no captioned images of the divine Mistress Deborah, I am afraid, as the available ones tend to be fuzzy vid-caps. Just the usual sort of thing, you know.
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| But only if you want to, obviously. |
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| The anaestheologist is very skilled in pain management, so there’s no need to worry. |
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| And don’t imagine there’ll be any ankles nakedly on display or anything lewd of that nature! |
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| She’s got some suitable things for you to wear too. |
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| They’re also going to have a little practice the day before, to make sure everything goes smoothly on the big day. Just on a bit of you that no one will notice. |
…but I have found that lying hurts even more.
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| I suppose it can’t hurt to try. |
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| Don’t worry – it’s not the end of the discussion. There’ll be plenty of time for more apologies. |
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| Actually, I had a bad experience just like this one. I thought I’d met the dominant woman of my dreams, but actually all she wanted was unpaid labour in her garden and it never really developed beyond that to a proper FLR, so after seventeen years I gave up on it. She still calls occasionally… and of course I don’t mind popping round for a few hours or days when she does, but I think we both realise the spark was never there. |
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| They originally had proper school lessons but there’s not really much point teaching anything to boys who are only going to leave the school in a hearse, so most schoolwork consists of writing lines. |
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| Not a problem I’ve ever had, I’ll admit. |
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| She decided on “Whiney” in the end. It seemed appropriate. |
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| My SO can do that. Just a few swishes of her magic wand and the housework begins – all without her lifting a finger. |
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| Ribbit |
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| Actually, that’s not true. There was a woodman – still is, actually, somewhere. I expect she’s got her reasons for keeping him hidden. |
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| Some day her Prince will come. You’ll be in the cucky cupboard when he does, obviously. |
…and they all… well, almost all of them, the ones that mattered anyway… lived happily ever after.
Isn’t it delectable?
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| My SO can be scatterbrained like that. Just last week was supposed to be my annual orgasm and the silly thing forgot it completely! How we laughed when she realised the next day why I’d been looking so anxious. She still smiles when she thinks about it… |
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| Abusive behaviour can develop slowly – or can be quite quick, starting almost as soon as one hands over the bag containing the champagne and the envelope with the tribute money. |
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| Tried it. What now? Hmm? |
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| The rules can be quite strict. I tried to change my name to my wife’s and they wouldn’t allow it. Isn’t that ridiculous – in this day and age? Apparently “Mywifes” is not an officially recognised christian name. |
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| Well, I hope she’s prepared to let him stay for the whole session, even if he did underpay. |
It’s a very special moment.
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| A lot of people don’t like the way St*rb*cks barristas ask for your name, now. But I have a lot of fun with it. When it’s a young goddess, like this one, I get to be called “maggot” and “small-dick loser” for a fraction of the cost of even online humiliatrices, let alone a live session. I don’t do it when it’s a man of course – except this one time, when they changed after taking my order and this 20 year-old guy called me “cumfaced pervert”? That was kind of edgy, for me. |
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| Not after having written them all out two hundred times, no. |
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| It’s best to mark your possessions – or better yet, tag them with an RFID chip. |
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| I wouldn’t have got myself into this mess, if playing cards made some kind of sense. Queens are lower than kings and aces?? How is anyone supposed to remember that? |
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| Actually, it was the lipstick. |
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| The truth can hurt, sometimes. |
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| They asked Nurse Jenkins to perform the procedure. She’s a pain management specialist, you see. She’s very good at it. |
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| If you do want to discuss it with your father-in-law, you’ll have to wait until he’s finished his corner time. |
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| Well, I hope someone’s consented to this. Otherwise, I find the whole thing a bit unethical. |
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| Mistress Eleise can lead me into temptation any time She likes. |
…only time will tell if She is right or you are wrong.
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| Not do a good job at ‘good vigorous vanilla sex’? Little chance of that, I can assure you! Prepare for the best eleven seconds of your life, baby! |
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| She later sold the house… said it contained too many memories. |
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| If this blog is still going in three years, I guess this isn’t really going to work. |
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| Looks like everyone’s having a slow, lazy afternoon. |
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| She actually found it quite traumatic to watch, as she did the three she watched later on in the holiday. But she bought the souvenir DVD anyway. |
Speaking of holiday – I’m going off on one, fnarr fnarr. So, usual CtD summer: with slightly faded but unused old captions published on a daily basis with minimal fuss. Watch this space… but don’t forget to refresh your screen, or it’ll be a long dull summer for you.
