caption – Page 34 – Contemplating the divine

Persuasive speech

Ooh! A potential ally. That’s rare: so few women take men’s lib seriously.

You can’t put a price on job satisfaction.

Don’t worry, I’m sure she can’t trace your IP address. Just keep reading Contemplating the Divine… everything’ll be fine.

He doesn’t need to renew his vows to her, of course. I mean, she’s not going to release him from them, or anything.

Oh well. No real harm done. You do look a bit like No. 23, actually – I don’t know whether anyone else has ever mentioned that? But then we all look near-identical… hence the numbers, I suppose.

You might think it a little unfair that only one of the submissives in this relationship does all the housework – but remember, she needs to rest during the day after a busy night looking after Mistress’s sexual needs.

Let’s just say I’ve had time to get my hand in.

They should be more careful with their property.

Unlike regular sex work, paid femdom doesn’t have to involve hanging around on cold rainy street corners, wearing nothing but a latex miniskirt, tiny top and uncomfortable high heels – but if that’s what my dominatrix says is going to happen, I usually don’t argue.

Don’t be alarmed; her mother may be a bit bossy but at least she likes you. She described you as ‘very suitable’ when you were first introduced to her, remember?

Delightfully despotic

Better do as she says. But with dignity, right? Always with dignity.

For those of you objecting that getting an erection is a natural reaction to the situation, merely an expression of sexual desire, should realise that exactly the same argument applies to her giving you powerful electric shocks.

She needn’t hurry. This isn’t going to be over any time soon. Not ever, actually.

She’s not saying it’s a hard limit, mind.

Maybe since she broke her side of the bargain, you should ask for all the presents back? It’s only fair. Admittedly, fairness has never really been big in this relationship.

Hit me (hit me!) hit me (hit me!) hit me with those laser beams!

Frankie Goes to Hollywood of course. Another memory of brief and never repeated wild sexual excitement as a teenager. There was a music show called The Tube and this unknown band appeared on it, performing Relax… including two lovely ladies in leather dancing about with whips.* Yes, actual whips… my teenage brain exploded.** The lovely ladies did not appear to do any actual singing, which probably explains why, a few months later, when Relax became a massive hit, they’d disappeared from the band*** which had also thoroughly embraced its gay vibe. So, video at number one, leather imagery everywhere and not a female to be seen.

Anyway!

Anyway, this isn’t a post about Frankie Goes etc. It’s just an excuse to put the word ‘laser’ in the title, because it’s a science fiction post. And if the first one today doesn’t get me a mention on 11dutch’s blog I really don’t know what ever will.

I understand there’s a latex fetish scene with a Zygon, too.

…or even an even older man from 2023. I don’t put captioned images up as soon as I write them, you see. Except the Billie Piper one above, because as soon as I’d made it and stopped chortling happily to myself I just had to post it.

I understand the preferred terms are ‘Trekker’ and ‘perverted little freak’. Anyway, it’s what you do that actually matters, not what anyone calls you.

She’s bound to get found out eventually. No robot could ever be as cruel and controlling as a real human bride, after all.

Lexx is thoroughly recommended for all perverts reading this blog. The lady above is (in my utterly humble opinion) only the second most stunningly attractive incarnation of the character she is portraying… just think on that.

* Here’s a scene from the trailer!

** Here’s the whole thing, starting about 0.55.

*** Ooh – here’s a whole article about them and what happened. Called ‘the leather pets’ they were.

And a photo! Bloody hell, it’s good this Internet thing isn’t it? So much stuff out there.

Compulsive behaviour

She has a different – but very effective – approach to ensuring that the tasks you undertake are carried out properly.

This is of course Cassie Hunter, the Hunteress or (for simplicity): ‘Ma’am’.

I think she shouldn’t be so diplomatic – sometimes it’s best to get honest, direct feedback.

She doesn’t usually accept ‘submissive little weirdo’ clients, but sometimes it’s a pleasant change not to have to pretend to like them.

Of course, even with a genetic explanation it’s still your fault.

Percy looks like he might need to soak for ten minutes or so in the icy water of the pond in the garden, before he’ll be small enough to fit into his winter quarters.

And this is Lady Annabelle whom I suspect is retired, but if not, she is certainly one of the smiliest dommes around, with a very fine line in teasing and mocking. If anyone can find a link to a site that’s her own, please feel free to share it.

War is cruelty

… there is no use trying to reform it. The crueler it is, the sooner it will be over. General Sherman said that. Smart boy.

Yes… it’s another World War M post. It’s been a while. But war is eternal.

These girls know all about that. They’ve stared war in the face and slapped it more times than they like to remember. Was it worth it? That’s one for the history girls to decide. But each of these soldiers has made her own peace with the goddesses of war.

De-toxifying masculinity

I suspect she’s already got the job on the basis of her proven leadership potential.

At least twelve years… and that’s subject to good behaviour. Admittedly, almost every single inmate is on his very best behaviour every second of every day, from about day two or three onward…. but nonetheless, somehow very few of them manage to qualify for early release. I suppose the wardens are just being careful, bless them… protecting the public.

Not sure permission to kneel was actually formally given, there, was it? Hmmm.

It must be a lot of fun having an underground swimming pool – this rich couple I know had one constructed, and I’m not sure I’ve seen the husband since it was completed. Apparently he spends all his time down there.

Oh, right. Well, if Raoul has needs, obviously that’s different. Sigh.

Screaming historically

…with apologies for the unusually awful pun in the title, even by the standards of this blog, we happily present more femdom captions from a time before those words even existed. But there are some timeless verities and female superiority is one such.

Hmm… maybe Karen Gillan was wrong.

She’s so fine, there’s no tellin’ where the money went

Another totally forgettable song from that pointless 80s guy, having his career saved by the goddesses in his videos. Is it just me, or does the goddess annoyingly hidden by his left shoulder (reminder for male readers: his left is our right) at about 3.30 look like she’s thinking about something else? And the goddess on the second row far left (our left, boys… not that difficult) just looks embarrassed throughout.

Oddly enough, if you really understood her plan, you wouldn’t be worried about the animal in the middle there, but about the teddy bear to the right. I don’t want to spoil the surprise – just consent, and you’ll find out soon enough.

There’s also ‘lucky dip’, where he gets to spin a wheel marked with the numbers one to five at the start of each week. But – shhhh! – if his patroness wants that spin to result in a particular outcome… well, that’s doable, if you know what I mean.

Some people are like that – they’ll just drop everything if someone else asks. She can actually be quite assertive, so don’t assume this is typical. She’s no doormat. He is, but that’s more a literal description than a judgement of his character.

Ungrateful little sod. You’d think he’d be pleased to get out and stretch his… his… well, whatever part or parts of his anatomy are about to be stretched, I suppose.

Try to be worthy of the honour.

When life gives you lemons…

…strap him down to a table, clip his eyelids open and squeeze the juice into them.

Too unpleasant for you? Then you definitely will not want to watch this clip of women (as the title indicates) brutally torturing men to death.

No, seriously, you won’t. That clip is not some kind of happy S&M consensual game, nor are the terrified victims saved at the last minute from the evil torturers (don’t you hate it when that happens in mainstream movies?). It is possibly the most unpleasant, brutal mainstream clip I have ever seen. Very nasty stuff.

I mean, who could possibly enjoy that sort of thing? You’d have to be a truly sick weirdo to get any kind of sexual pleasure from that. Simply horrible, it is. Vile.

Mmmm.

Anyway, on we go!

Some poor sod’s going to have to clean that up, you know.

‘Non-lethal’ is how I like my femdom play.

Yes, let’s hope Ellie doesn’t take it out on them. She’d got a terrible temper, you know.

The people have spoken… the ones wanking online, anyway, and that’s good enough for her.

Thank goodness none of that applies to any of us, eh readers? Imagine the (fully justified) self-loathing you’d have to feel to get off on something like this.

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