Discomfort women

Oh, what a shame. I was so looking forward to sitting in an overcrowded pub with a bunch of self-obsessed men, pretending to laugh at anecdotes I didn’t properly hear over the thumping music. Guess I’ll just be staying in, quietly rearranging her panty drawer. Damn.
Or several orgasms. It’s different for women, you see. In many ways. They get to come, for a start.
What, did you think they were going to bet their own money? That’s just not how this thing works.
She’s noticed there’s always extra demand for those products around the end of July: that’s the local domme’s birthday.
Oh, being blackmailed isn’t so bad. It’s when she decides to stop blackmailing you and publish the photos: that’s the really unpleasant bit.
She doesn’t really care, she’s just passing the time.

And an extra one, inspired by a letter I received this morning.

BDSM… it’s all about giving up power, as I might have to if the prices rise any more.

The hot goddess in this silly satire was of course the truly chilled Goddess Alexandra Snow.

Eighteen not thirty-four

No, nothing to do with the ages of the ladies featured, pervert. Like so much of this blog’s obsession, it’s all about the rules. Rule 34 of the Internet says ‘If it exists, there’s porn of it’ while Servitor’s Rule 18, says: “Try to avoid sessions with clients who have really specific fetishes and can’t get off unless it is exactly right.” That’s what today’s post is. Unlike some Rule 18 images, these ones have captions by the lovely ladies involved who have not taken Servitor’s advice (very wisely, on this as on everything else).

Of course it’s your fault, darling

You’re male aren’t you? Well then.

Many males object to being secured permanently in this way, but it does reduce the stress of uncertainty, don’t you think? Or of her losing the key.
Now, that is so not true. She’s doing a lot… for me, anyway.
Fortunately, boys these days don’t need maths skills to keep track of their orgasms – women are happy to do that for them and the numbers are never that large anyway.
She’s usually generous with her time; doesn’t wind things up immediately just because the session’s reached its scheduled end-time. But you can wait, right? ‘Course you can.
I’m sure he will. She has many unhappy customers.
That looks like a much better-ordered office than the one I started work in, many many years ago, where I had an embarrassing moment on my first day when I discovered that ‘dress code’ didn’t necessarily imply wearing a dress. I think some places just do these things to catch new joiners out, especially very stupid ones like me.

The beatings will continue

… as long as she likes, whether behaviour improves or not, quite frankly.

She does most sincerely respect your domme’s right to express her own identity, by making you go out looking ridiculous and humiliating you in public. It’s not for everyone, but that’s just her choice, y’know?
I read somewhere that the game of Tetris was inspired by this OWK photoset. Stranger things have happened… although not many, it must be admitted.
He was going to get the knee anyway, of course, but now he’ll get it harder, faster and probably with more of a salutory effect.
Snuff’s not for everyone, but I reckon every woman should try it once – and then all the men would be dead, which would be nice.
Actually, sunburn and face-slapping go together quite nastily.
They ended up making a bit of a mess of the office, but fortunately no one who mattered got into any trouble about it.

Angels and beasts

My SO had me on my hands and knees for three hours once, crawling around looking for her contact lens, which is mad, really, since she doesn’t even wear them. Still, it did solve the usual problem I have at those parties of not knowing what to say to anyone.
Rookie error: he should have been expressing gratitude for feeling cold, after all the trouble she went to to make sure he would. Still, I’m sure there will be other opportunities, especially now autumn is here.
She didn’t even bother to check whether you’re already spoken for – rather selfish behaviour if there’s a findomme somewhere depending on your monthly pay cheque for her next handbag.
She does, but the weekly session tribute is quite high, so you need to be doing at least seventy loads of laundry each day before it starts to pay. Fortunately there’s a lot of demand: after all, it’s a lot cheaper than using one of the machines.
There’s lots of stuff they both enjoy, but Lucy has a thing about eye-torture; she’s tried, because she knows how much her girlfriend enjoys it, but she just isn’t into it. If it’s just a quick thing, like a cigarette being stubbed out, she can just put her fingers in her ears, shut her eyes and sing but you can’t keep that up for an hour (two hours, even, if it’s both eyes, one after the other).
He is in fact made to writhe on the ground in agony, sometimes, but that’s a different thing, she’s not doing it to punish him.

Callous whispers

No household bills, but Dave’s still paying off the instalments on his motorbike. And it’s not like the pay-pig gets to choose, right?
Cometh the hour, cometh the humiliation freak.
Almost sorry but not sorry.
The Government have been giving men a chance to show they can improve without harsh measures. So far, results have been quite disappointing.
Goes with your total lack of personality, I expect. Sorry, but someone had to tell you.
Of course, the only reliable way to decide which OWK Lady is nicest is to experience a whipping from each of them in turn. Fortunately, Nigel’s already been sufficiently outspoken that there’s a rota on the wall of the Ladies’ break room to ensure that’s exactly what he gets over the course of his stay.

On sunny beaches (14)

Ah, last day of the holiday, one last day of chores. beatings and humiliation before Servitor’s normal life (and welcome to it!) resumes. Now would be a good time to post some comments, in box down below, there. Y’know, if there’s any captions that particularly caught your eye or you just want to express your utter contempt. Servitor will respond to all comments (except spammy ones), throughout this holiday period, and will be made to express the appropriate degree of remorse, so have at it.