Equal rights for men

Some people have misunderstood my position on rights for men, so I am happy to set the record straight.  I believe all men deserve to be treated in exactly the same way.  All of my writings here demonstrate that same commitment, I think you’ll find.


He’s going to be changing his name, of course, as a married man.  She just hasn’t yet decided what to change it to, that’s all.




Yup… I can hardly wait!  And yet I do.






The branding incident was a bit unfortunate – just goes to show the dangers of handling red-hot iron carelessly – but thankfully no one important was hurt.


See what I mean about equal rights?  Free healthcare, right here.  Males get free education too – lots of it.




Don’t worry: she won’t tell anyone where you are.


Leaders of men

Girls can play so rough….


 

 

 

If it helps you bear the discomfort, today’s actually the best day because from tomorrow there’ll be sand in it too.  Not deliberately, but you know how it gets everywhere.

 

 

 

 


She’s not going to bother asking him what he thinks his biggest flaw is.  Anyway, that’s for her to decide.



 

Her eyes are up there.  And they’re looking into your soul.

 

 

 

 

You can see yourself out.


 

 

Girlish ferocity

I just have resting silly grumpy-face.  When I don’t have resting screamy pleading-face, anyway.

 

 

It’s supposed to be quite effective in preventing premature baldness… or was that ‘laziness’?  All good, either way – just ask Helen.

 

Of course, she might do that even if he doesn’t make her.




And don’t forget to wag that cute little rubber dildo-tail.

 

 

 


 

I remember my first, fumbling attempts at sexual intercourse!  Embarrassingly bad, like most men I suppose.  I can laugh about it now, along with the guests whenever my SO tells the story, but at the time it was quite humiliating, especially with all those other guys there.  I suppose a second time needn’t be quite such a… a shall we say ‘cringe-inducing failure’ but as my SO likes to say, ‘why risk it?’

 

 

You know, I’ve often been struck


She’s actually communicating her feelings on several different levels here.  It’s a Mars/Venus thing – you don’t have to understand but you could at least try to feel her pain.



If you argue it might go on longer – and wouldn’t that be just awful?




Some of us are already having the cry, thanks.  Although oddly it’s the cuddle that usually brings them on in floods.




What to do, what to do… You might want to try playing safe. They won’t let you (and anyway, you’re not safe), but I expect you’ll want to try.





She’s being rather unfair here.  She often is: if you want my honest opinion, she’s a vicious and vindictive person with serious anger management issues.  Always was.  Anyway – congratulations on your special day!  I’m sure you’ll be very.. well, maybe you’ll both be…  anyway, congratulations, yeah?  You’re a lucky guy.  We all think so.







Girls just wanna have fun

… but in many countries there are still some silly legal restrictions on how they do so.  Not on this blog.


I think they’re just not taking this lifesaving course seriously enough.



How does she know?



OWK has strict rules about that.  Strict rules about a lot of things, come to think of it – I mean, that’s kind of the point of the place.


She’s thought about it a lot.  Often after a luxurious bath, with soft music playing and a glass of wine to hand.



‘Cowering’ is an underrated form of sex play, I reckon.  I do a lot of it.



Docility

“the fact or quality of being easily handled, managed, or led; meek and unquestioning obedience or compliance”

 

 

Obviously.  Let’s hope Jennie’s getting better at it, now she’s onto her fourth try.


 

 

It’s one of those logical impossibilities – you know, like ‘a man saying “all men are lying, cheating bastards'”.  Male philosophers used to debate these things endlessly, but I understand they are kept busy with more important, practical tasks these days.

 

 

 

I don’t think he objects to being inside the couch, it’s more that he was expecting to be alone in there.

 

 

 

Mrs Elton’s a good neighbour, anyway – happy to pop round and help out whenever your wife needs a hand.

 

 

Topping from the bottom can take many forms – all equally objectionable.  When my SO plays with me, for instance, there’s often a very fine line between “pleading frantically for mercy through the screams”  – which she enjoys – and “expressing an opinion on when she should stop hitting me”, which she dislikes intensely.


This is the lovely Vinyl Queen, who is in the lucky position of never having experienced the unpleasantness that is Servitor in session and is relatively unlikely to move to Edinburgh, being based as she is in San Francisco.  Her other interest is gardening.

 

 

 

 

Smiles and tribulations

 

They say the best gift is a memorable experience.

 

 

 

Kind of her to help out.  You don’t often see that kind of neighbourliness these days, sadly.


 

 

 

 

Don’t worry – you’ll go quiet again long before they want to go to sleep.

 

 

 

As my SO likes to say – what could be more humiliating than being you, anyway?

 

Not forgetting ‘cock-sukking hor’ bit he added afterwards. Do you suppose all the words Raoul can spell correctly in English are synonyms for ‘penis’?  Honestly, I don’t see what she sees in him.


 

In Goddess we trust


She can make time, though, if need be.

 

Many men don’t remember but then their lives are busier than his.  Not that that’s an excuse, obviously.

 

 

No pain, no gain as my SO likes to say.

 


What’s weird about screaming when you’ve just had your genitals electrocuted?  Perfectly normal reaction if you ask me.  What’s that?  You didn‘t ask me?  Oh, OK, then.  Sorry.
 



I hope she doesn’t hurt herself.



…and an extra one, just to be topical.  Well… moderately topical, in that it is only a few days out of date.  Unless OnlyFans have reversed their policy reversal back again, or something.



Painful recollections

Yes, to celebrate the most depressing public holiday the UK has – the end of what is often with atypical British overstatement referred to as ‘the summer’ – here are more reminiscences from a better-run although oddly misnamed ‘kingdom’.  

 More OWK ladies reminiscing about the good old days, in other words.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tie me up and I’ll confess

 …a thousand ways that make you statuesque. (just more old music, nothing specifically femdom I’m afraid.  But it does feature Louise Wener and those lucky sleeperblokes, which is femdom enough for some).

 

 

Watch and learn – although it’s by no means certain you’ll ever get the chance to put it into practice.


 

 

Not often I feature maledom here, but I’m open-minded about it – I don’t mind maledoms, as long as they end up beaten, enslaved and crushed in body and spirit.

 

 

 

Whimper.




They are very concerned with fairness – and with unfairness too, obviously.




Well, as long as he’s cool about it I suppose you should be too.