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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| How very convenient. |
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| ‘Not tonight, I’ve got a headache’? No? |
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| Living a truly female-led life can involve lots of difficult choices, so it’s good there’s someone else there to make them. |
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| Look at what? Whatever is she talking about? Do you know? I have no idea, none at all. |
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| Pitiful, most likely. I usually am. |
Here’s a random and rather lovely thing, by the way. Who needs boys, anyway?
… without permission.
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| Perhaps you could write her a nice thank-you note while you’re wearing it. |
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| No, they didn’t mention Rodney. I hope I don’t have to pay extra for him. |
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| Just a soft little harmless thing. |
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| When visting a French domme, once, I confused ‘quatorze’ (14) with ‘quarante’ (40). The difference is actually very easy to remember, when the 26 ‘extras’ are laid on with full force. |
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| She believes in having honest relationships with her clients. Most dommes do. It must be awful for vanilla sex workers, having to pretend to like their clients and to enjoy their nasty desires. |
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| I suppose I can wait to watch the cookery programme – I’ve become quite good at coping with deferred gratification. Thank goodness it’s only Raoul this time, anyway. Sometimes she invites all the guys round to watch a big game and I’m rushed off my feet fetching and carrying beers, snacks and condoms. She must find it quite exhausting too. |
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| It’s funny how the simple act of having electrodes attached to your genitals can change your whole perspective on things. |
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| I know she’s a busy woman, but I really think she could cane her own husband. And detention is a very special time in any relationship. |
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| She works hard for her money (so he’d better treat her right). |
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| But with dignity. Always with dignity. |
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| and a fur coat. From his remaining 20% of his income. Otherwise it wouldn’t count as a present, would it? |
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| I actually find a caning can bring quite intense sexual pleasure. To be honest, that’s usually a relief because she pauses for a while when she comes. |
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| Modern financial products developed specifically for findomme relationships are much more convenient – you can really feel in control of someone else’s finances, which can be very reassuring. |
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| Sounds quite edgy… make sure you agree a safeword before she starts, yeah? |
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| Perhaps she forgot to mention that before? It’s an important point of detail, obviously, but the most important aspects of the plan – her not married any more, inheriting all your assets – those are actually the same regardless of the actual mechanics of the process. |
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| Look at that… she gets to have a mug of rich, steaming coffee… and Raoul’s coming round later, too. |
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| Things just haven’t been the same between us since Humpy Hippo moved in. |
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| I remember as a child running excitedly to the door to let the District Disciplinary Officer in, while Dad grovelled for mercy at my Mum’s feet. These days you can order a beating on-line, but it’s not the same. |
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| It’s silly to criminalise sexism. Men are better than women at lots of things and it shouldn’t be a crime to say so. Hard labour, for a start: we’re really good at that. |
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| 10 Green Bottles? |
More of these.
I should apologise to male readers in advance, many of whom may find some of the material here not to their taste: several of the captions contain a lot of words, some of them quite long and obscure, such as ‘vicarious’, ‘distraught’ and ‘conscientious’. If it’s too difficult for you, try asking a woman (if you know any) what the words mean, or you can just masturbate to the pictures of the pretty ladies looking stern, all right?
And you know I feel no sorrow. (Warning: video is SFW and unrelated).
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| Sounds like there’s a good mutual understanding here of what’s important in the relationship. |
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| Sequentially or concurrently? |
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| I dunno… when I do a schoolboy session I can barely concentrate on maths enough to count to six. Which is unfortunate, because I usually have to do that quite a lot. |
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| Raoul likes to take his time over things. Not like me – I’m very quick to get things finished, if I’m given the chance. |
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| She used to be a dominatrix – the pay was better but there’s so much more job satisfaction this way. |
… well, the loose approximation of it represented by this blog, anyway.
The holiday, since you ask, was fantastic. It was in one of those picture-perfect resorts, you know, with the palm trees coming down to the powdery sand sloping down to a turquoise lagoon. But not at all crowded – it’s a private beach belonging to the hotel and at the prices I was paying, I can tell you, there’d just better be some serious privacy! And the hotel was as spectacular as the price implied: the rooms, the food, the pool… made a lot of new friends too, apparently.
What do you mean, ‘how do I know’? She sent me a postcard, of course. I mean, I didn’t actually see it until after my release because the kennels don’t allow postal deliveries, but I expect she didn’t know that and it was a very kind thought. She was having so much fun, she hadn’t even put enough postage on it, the silly thing! Had to come out of my pocket money. I’d been saving for.. well, I mustn’t complain.
Another year, another… maybe 550 or so captioned images? It hardly bears thinking about, does it? Better get on…
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| Stick-fetching is one of those things that sensible husbands quickly learn is not really up for discussion. |
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| You know, I think she might be about to confess her life-long fantasy of making love to a short, slightly overweight guy wearing a frilly french maid outfit. Give her time. |
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| It’s a shame they can’t both win. |
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| Damn. That was going well. |
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| It’s awful wearing a chastity belt on a beach – sands gets in, apparently. Not that I’d know. Sensible concrete floors, that’s what we had in the kennels. Fresh straw on Thursdays. |
I love this song. It’s got nothing at all to do with femdom, except in the sense that obviously no male could ever write something so great (unless inspired by a muse, I suppose). So: SFW warning if you click the link, yeah?
Right. On with the poppycock.
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| Or don’t be brave. To be honest, Trudy doesn’t really mind either way. |
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| Always a bit dull listening to someone describing their dream, isn’t it? Still: better humour her. Don’t want to be whipped. |
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| I wish she didn’t have to as well. So why does she? |
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| After a session with a domme I’d been seeing for a while, I asked what she really thought of me, but she just laughed and told me to fuck off and book a humiliation session. I guess she must have mis-heard. |
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| She’s not really looking to discuss this, by the way. She’s just sharing how she feels – it’s a Mars/Venus thing, yeah guys? Just go with it. |
… or I bend over, or I just wriggle slightly in the bonds, making little mmphing pleading sounds.
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| There are no ‘behavioural problems’, only behavioural opportunities, my SO always says. And I agree with her. |
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| What many men who dabble in men’s lib don’t get is how profoundly offensive it is to women, to suggest that the sexes are equal. I mean, how do you think she’d feel, to be told she’s no better than… well… you? |
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| Hypothermia play! Mmmm…. |
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| Actually, I’m more of a leg man. So, with a bit of luck…. oh dear. |
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| Customs change – what was acceptable in times gone by is profoundly offensive nowadays. I went to a stage show the other night which featured an on-stage spanking and I just cringed. I wasn’t even in the front row either – how come I always get picked? |
