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Abuseful

It’s what I aspire to be. But I expect I’ll always remain completely abuseless. So it goes.

Actually, it’s quite common for female orgasms to be accompanied by loud screams. That’s what I always find when She leaves my gag off, anyway.

Ah…Madame Sarka. Bestrides the world of femdom like…herself. Doubles the traffic to my site when she’s featured here. Welcome, welcome.

It’s what electricity was invented for.

Schoolgirl sadism - there's a lot of it about

After all, it’s nearly time for end of term reports. The maths teacher got a particularly poor grade last time, so he’ll certainly be keen to have improved.

You won’t forget her, either.

The thwack of willow on leather

Ah yes, now there’s a sound to cntemplate. The summer is finally approaching. Time to travel to the UK, for some of those traditional English village pasttimes. I mean cricket, of course. In the meantime, here are some captioned images of female domination. Again.

It’s amazing how many cookies they sell though. This man bought more than 10,000 boxes last year.

Doesn’t she look sweet and fun-loving? Half right.

Getting quite crowded down there.

She’s very reasonable, don’t you think?

It’s best not to get all hung up on definitions. Man. Slave. Sissy. Doorstop. None of them are really the real you, so why not just be all of them as yourself?

Tout abus sera puni

…it says, in posters all over the Paris metro. And quite right too.

Oh…I love this photoshoot.

Just to make absolutely sure, though, she’d like you to watch her fucking your wife, if that’s OK? Lovely.

It’s her preferred management technique, so please don’t make a fuss.

Loving female authority…with a cattle prod just in case the love doesn’t do it.

Dream session. Heels clicking on floorboards…yum.

May I take your orders, Ma’am?

More femdom captions. Oh yes. The phrase that seems to fascinate Mr Google, because most of my page views go there. So I’ll say it again. More femdom captions.

Oh yes please, Madame Sarka…

Of course he knows she loves him really. But then she also loves her cat.

Arrgghhooo anglappphy snnnghhh.

Actually, my first girlfriend was kind enough to tell me that the size of my penis was a matter of complete indifference to her. Wasn’t that nice?

Good luck.

Screaming with laughter

It’s such a great combination – don’t you think?

On with the captioned femdom pictures.

Princee Kali, of course. I love the look of sweet innocence combined with cruelty. Screaming with laughter, to be sure.

Isn’t she beautiful? Ahhhh.

Femdom caption brainclamp and thats three words you dont see together every day

Many wives refuse to have their husbands brain-clamped. And it’s true, it does cut down on the opportunities for punishment. But I say there doesn’t always have to be a reason.

I understand the Czech Republic has offered to send some advisors to help the USA out with its partisan political gridlock. I don’t know what they have in mind…but it might be worth trying, right?

Isn’t it nice to see a couple discussing it like this? How hard and how often she beats you… well, that’s something you should have a say in before she decides.

Just a few captions I tossed off this morning

Sorry, I think there might have been some punctuation missing there.

Contempt. Indifference. Marriage.

I expect you’ll be able to work out why. After all, you’ll have plenty of time to think.

That’s a little unfair. Let’s not forget production of a few dribbles of something that looks like snot and tastes horrible. Ah, ’tis a magical thing the male orgasm. If I remember rightly, anyway.

Femdom caption now with added search terms

I like the way she tries to motivate you not to let him bite off your cock or testicles by telling you she’ll be cross if he does.

It’s just a lot quicker that way. You’re graded on a scale of F to F-, by the way. Best of luck.

Turning the other cheek

Oo-er sounds a bit rude, don’t you think? It has often struck me (oo-ERR!) how often random Google searches for words and phrases about punishment and humiliation lead to religious sites, as well as to bdsm ones. I wonder why? Anyway, penance is due so on with the divine scourging:

Words fail me. Probably just as well.

I love it when you start up a fight…and I love it when the fight ends your way.

Always carry the card. You never know when you’ll meet a knife-wielding man-hating psychopath in a rubber dress.

The impossibly divine Ms Darla. She doesn’t have to actually do or say anything. The look is enough.

She’s amazingly good at orgasm denial, actually. She can keep it up for months. Maybe longer!

The quality of mercy

Much more important than the quantity. Don’t you think? Worth waiting for. At least, I assume it will be.

Anyway, while I randomly gibber over here, condemn yourselves to eternal damnation by feasting your eyes – and any other parts of your body that need sustainance – on these captioned images of female domination.

I’m not really myself into foot worship. But I do love pics of dommes looking bored. And foot pics are definitely the place to go for that. I mean, isn’t it a bit, well… tedious for the domme? No? Slobber slobber…for hours on end. But hey – I respect your choice of fetish, OK? Me, I hate it when She makes me worship Her feet. I get really uncomfortable. Oh, but I love hating it like that.

There was a tense period when it looked as though she would have to produce a body to get the funds released, but just when she’d got the suicide note written, her lawyer found a precedent for a fast declaration without. Phew! She still has the note, of course. Just in case.

It’s always funny when she starts. They think she means chew them a bit and they mostly get turned on by the humiliation, you know? Then they find out that she does actually mean eat them – and it is really hard to eat a pair of trainers. Good news, though – it’s a lot easier than having Madame Sarka annoyed with you. So eat up.

Hmmm. This looks fun. I wonder if she has anything special she does before getting you off?

You weren’t expecting a multiple orgasm, surely? Once is plenty. Actually, many ladies think once is too much and who am I to argue?

The word of command

“No!”, usually.

Huh! And she accuses you of being a gadget freak! Never goes anywhere without that remote, these days.

So much more fun than silly old ‘naughty maid’. And the marks last a lot longer too.

Actually, the embarassment comes from the fact that she didn’t realise there’s only one ‘o’ in loser when she did it. But I’d be too polite to point that out – wouldn’t you? Still, better than this guy I used to know who became enslaved to an eighteen year-old. He is branded with the word “Pwned!” – doesn’t it just make you cringe?

Frankly, I think it’s a bit lazy not to do it herself. Ooops – you won’t tell her I said that?

I was reading the crush version of Metamorphosis the other day. It’s shorter than Kafka’s original.

Crawling out of the woodwork

Here I go again:

Dread. A fine healthy emotion, that I always find sneaks up on me as the Tube train gets to a few stations away from Her presence.

They might do some remodelling work on the bits of his face that still show, too.

They never really got the point of card tricks either. Pick a card, slave! No – wrong! 30 lashes! Now pick another!

Oh he loves it really. Just as well, as he has two hours to go.

Just some rough sketches really.