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Mean and nasty and pretty and horrible

Or pinches any other parts for that matter. Ouch.  Only eight hours to go, though…

Yes, that should work.  I certainly wouldn’t expect many erections any time soon, anyway.

They’re very nice shoes too.

If you want to get to know her better, you could try joining her reading circle.





My SO and I are agreed that wearing fur is cruel. That’s why she wears so much of it.







(Yup, same old anti-Vietnam littering-based protest song, Steve.  But I’m hoping no one will notice the repetition.)

There’s something she forgot to say to you

Celebrate the conscious liberation of the female state!

The company has a very strict policy agaimst sexual harassment too.  So don’t worry about that. If you’re groped, or propositioned or demeaned in any way, you can complain to your boss, right then and there.

Hmm.  Looks like he’s going to be spending a lot of time bent over the the engine, today.

She might have her own list of course.
Nope.  No hangups there.  None whatsoever. I have five years of blog postings to prove it.

 

Female liberation. Quite the best sort.

Tales of shame and degradation

Kinky and socially useful at the same time!  What’s not to like?

Better be worth it… I need those fingers for my everyday sex life.

He did mind.  But she didn’t.

Oh well. Live and learn.

Don’t diss housework simulators.  After a hard day’s ironing, there’s nothing I like better than to relax with SimLaundry 3.  I’m about to earn the 10,000 pleated skirt achievement.


Since love is blind, then from the mind, all womankind should rout them.

… because she hates men.

It’s nice when newlyweds have pet names for each other.  But ‘bully’ just isn’t appropriate.  ‘Boss’ is a good one – he could try that, maybe?


I’m glad she’s taking precautions because some itching powders can be really nasty.  But see those gloves?  That’s safe BDSM play.  She’ll be fine. 

Oh – stop worrying!  They’re not going to starve to death or anything!  This blog can’t abide excessively violent scenes, you know that.  No: they’ll die of thirst long before they starve.

Let’s hope this one turns out better than the previous 117.  But if not, that’s valuable knowledge too.  Science: it’s all about reproducibility of the results.
Very lightly.  Safe, sane, consensual – remember?


Just like a prayer

Humbler and humbler we become.
Brisk, businesslike and to the point.
I was the victim in an abusive relationship once.  It’s actually quite a traumatic memory.  I was upset for months afterwards… begging her to come back.

 

It’s good to have a hobby.
Charlotte’s Web – the femdom version.  With bacon for supper.

 

Well versed in etiquette

Fastidious and precise.

Maybe ask for a prescription for some painkillers?

Well, obviously not every month.  That would be silly.  But maybe occasionally..?

Shame clothing. I’ve never found I’ve needed it.

Who needs pocket money when your skirts don’t even have pockets?

Hmm.  It might be a while before the next blog posting.  And it might be a bit dull… (more so than usual, even).




She looked me up and down and really put me in my place

She said: “Nice legs, shame about your face.”


Been revisiting the music of my teenage years.  Although to be honest this one provides a rather more accurate picture of my dating experience. And this one is just timeless, as far as I’m concerned.

Actually, as a former investment banker he’d probably be better at handling the financial negotiations himself.  But they each have their own role in the business, I suppose.

I hate it when that happens.  But then I hate it when it doesn’t, too.  You know?

He used to be a client.  A lot of the stuff that’s lying around did.  Some of the leather coverings too, if we’re brutally honest about things.

Especially with her reading circle coming round to discuss it that very evening.

That’s good. Because when Madame Svetlana is displeased, very regrettable things happen.

Kiss the boys and make them cry

Phwoah.
The ‘client’ in this picture was of course the remarkable, rather intimidating… OK, very intimidating, Mistress Cassie Hunter.




Yeah, I tried vanilla sex once.  Well, I tried to try it anyway… but she wasn’t having any of it.







There’s men would kill to be in his position. Perhaps one day she’ll let them.




No reason not to mix business with pleasure.







Ah.. voluntary consent.  It’s just non-negotiable. As George is finding out.