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.
… than you can with just a harsh word. To misquote Al Capone.
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| And perhaps not. It really doesn’t have any say in the matter anyway. |
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| I wonder what’s in the box? |
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| Very practical. |
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| Anyway, it’s not really a problem if he does suffocate: she’ll still come. |
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| She has my attention already. |
Servitor says: new widget! Try the new lucky dip feature, over to the right there.
… or raspberry ripple. I really hate raspberry ripple.
Goodness, I hope none of the dommes with whom I have the honour of serving from time to time read this blog and find out my little secret. They might force me to eat raspberry ripple ice cream in session. How awful that would be!
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| ‘We’ are indeed trying. Fortunately, only one of ‘us’ has to succeed, doesn’t she? |
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| You ever had one of those dreams? When you’re naked, surrounded by a hundred jeering, mocking beautiful women? And you can’t speak and you can’t seem to run, but then you have to do a little dance for them and… and then you wake up. And realise it was only a dream? Always such a fucking disappointment. |
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| She’s been working too on a better recovery system. Crashing into a net is fine but it’s just not very… fetish, you know? So she’s been working on something involving combining an aircraft carrier’s ‘arrestor hook’ system, with various anal toys. All top secret just now, I’m afraid, so I don’t know any more details than that. |
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| Lucky George. Sharp-eyed observers of more than one ‘scene’ might spot a reference here to an earlier post. |
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| Boyfriends, eh? Always spoiling the fun! Why can’t she just do her own beating up? I’d go for that. I’d even pay. |
… 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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| Don’t forget to scurry. Ball boys should definitely scurry. |
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| Sergei I am not looking forward to. |
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| But seeing as this is Mistress Absolute – the Mistress Absolute – I suspect that can only add to the value, among certain rare connoseurs conouiseirs conosewers, don’t you think? |
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| Domina Liza. I’ll confesss, I don’t know the Lady in person, but I suspect that her attitude to such a request would be along these lines. This caption is intended to comment on the style of femdom photo that I mentally categorize as ‘tits out for the lads’ and try, virtuously, to avoid. |
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| Awww… poor little thing. |
Street begging? Eh? I’m opposed to it. I just think it’s unecessary, and disturbs people going about their daily business.
But she insists on it, so of course who am I to argue?
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| Actually, I prefer to use centimetres. Or even milimetres. |
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| I wonder what the prize is, if he gets them right? |
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| Then again, maybe we don’t have to discuss it right now…. We do? Oh. OK. |
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| Actually, the back of the laptop adjusts. But her way’s good. |
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| I wonder what it can be? |
That’s me.
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| Of course he can. He’d do anything for her. Wouldn’t you? |
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| Well… OK. This time. |
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| Hmmm. An occasional sympathy fingerjob. Well, that’s a pretty big win, right there. |
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| It’s great when you’re confident your therapist understands the real you, isn’t it? |
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| I don’t think she’s taking this seriously enough, you know. I mean, a man’s been murdered here. And more importantly, a quite valuable pen was stolen, too. |
…whenever I get the chance, but usually I have to pay for the privilege. Ah well.
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| I like a domme with a sense of humour. But actually, I’ve always been able to make girls laugh. I remember my very first date – in school the next day, she and all her friends giggled whenever they saw me. Just a knack. |
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| Dommes: don’t try this at home. You can chip off the paintwork. Do it at his place, instead. |
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| Good luck, George. |
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| I’ll bet she does. |
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| Well, I think it’s disgusting. Reading a squalid little porno blog like that. Yuk. |
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| I like a woman who knows what she wants. Don’t you? |
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| Mmmm. If you pay extra maybe she’ll ignore you even more. |
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| It’s tragic, the breakdown in authority in schools these days. Don’t you think? |
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| Mmmm… pretty exciting, huh? I wonder what she has planned? A really hard spanking? |
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| Actually, I have a ‘frequently annoying traveller’ card. So they don’t have to make any special arrangements: the stewardesses just slap me on sight. I get special meals too. |
Yes! Like most pornographic sites on the Internet, this blog is today devoted to the European elections! Which are today! In the UK. And a different day, in some other countries! Yaaaaaaaaay!
Actually, I do find election day quite exciting. Finding out who I’ll be voting for! She’s promised to text me before lunchtime, so I won’t have to wait much longer.
Really, it is just an excuse to put up my caption about the European Working Time Directive. There’s not many femdom sites would dare to tackle subjects like that, you know!
Normal post, with all five pictures, tomorrow.
(I read somewhere that blog posts should have clear, factual titles to attract traffic. And what could be more attractive than that title?)
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| Not that it really matters how he reacts, once the padlock’s on. |
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| It’s often the simple things we men find most difficult. |
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| Hmmm. “If you didn’t want X, you shouldn’t have Y”. Can’t think where I read that before, Servitor. |
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| Well, I think it’s sweet. In a slightly psychotic kind of way. |
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| Yup. Crying’s good. Also screaming in frustration. It all helps pass the time. Actually, the chap pictured behind her there just squats down all day, gently rocking backwards and forwards and moaning in a steady rhythm. Hey – it gets him through the day, you know? |