Whatever she likes, whenever she says

 

Honestly, imagining bothering her about a little thing like that.

 

 

Oh well…wouldn’t want to disappoint Suzie, would we? 

 



Obviously, you are allowed to have opinions, even as her husband, as long as they’re the right ones.


…unless she’d rather I made her a nice cup of tea?  No?  Sure?  OK, cattle prod it is, then.



Like most men in a female-led relationship, I learnt about pre-menstrual tension quite early on.  Also post-menstrual tetchiness and during-menstrual extreme violence.



All under control

 …just as it should be.

 

This image reminds me a bit of my first sexual partner, although the heel is a slightly different shape.

 

 

 

She’s actually never done a humiliation session before – but it turns out she’s a natural.

 

 

Fortunately, he has a very sophisticated palate, so whatever it is – or used to be – I’m sure he’ll be able to work it out.

 

 

 

Mainly, it’s the abuse, to be honest.

 

 

 

Poor dear man.  So very old.  So very dead.  I hope she gets over it quickly, so she can live a full life for him.  He’d have wanted that.

 

 

 

Marital law

 

Just before he takes his real marriage vows.

 

 

 

Don’t worry: biting during sex play is considered vanilla these days, so no one at work is likely to bat an eye if you turn up with a few playful bite marks on your neck, slightly raggedy ears or a couple of missing fingers.  So just let her go with it.

 

 

 

My SO thinks electric shocks are funny too.  I’ve never really seen the humour in it myself, but maybe it’s one of those Mars/Venus things.

 

 

 

 

It’s always worth
buying things in bulk.  My friends at school bought me a lifetime’s
supply of condoms and I’m less than one third of the way through. 
Exactly one third, actually.

The decision-making in this marriage is shared.  Once she’s made a decision, she shares it with you.  Well… it’s best to know, isn’t it?



And a topical one for the Brits:



Some tales

 … as old as time for this bright new year!

Fairy tales, that is.  Not all themed around Beauty and the Beast.  Well… except insofar as everything that has ever appeared on this blog does have that theme, if you think about it.


And of course she’s keeping the whip and the
cattle prod.  But she’d have those anyway – her mother would have
presented her with them as a wedding gift, had circumstances not caused
her to need them sooner.
Many girls dream of meeting a handsome Prince, when they grow up.  Only a small fraction of those girls also dream of watching him being eviscerated by a seagull and then going off to make passionate love to their girlfriend… but enough do to make the world a more interesting place.






Well, let’s hope she turns him back soon.  It won’t be much fun for her having to look after a guy who’s basically not much more than an erect penis with a handle.


He’s going to need her to try the black leather corset, too.



Don’t try warning her how fattening you are.  Women find that offensive and patronising.


Despotic imagery


Wow.  My personal best is two and a half. Admittedly, I’ve only tried once.



Swings and roundabouts…




I expect there’ll be laughter and tears as well, to come.




Technically speaking, he’s actually the Right Honourable Pookie, QC.  But he doesn’t stand on ceremony, as you can probably tell.*



She’s always taken an interest in young, struggling actors.



* No, this is a different Pookie.

Dressed to oppress

 

Pookie’s thoughts are mostly elsewhere, to be honest.  Which is just as well, as her questions are rhetorical.

 

 

You could try telling her that even Leicester is a tropical paradise when lit up by her divine radiance…?

 

 

 

The first time’s very special, isn’t it?

 

 

 

He had an imaginary friend as a kid.  She used to beat the crap out of him too – maybe that’s where he gets it from.

 

 

 

 

 

He has some pretty intense CP fantasies… I hope they’ve got the stomach and the stamina for it.

 

 

Just realised I actually did two captions of this lovely image of the lovely lady (Maya Sinn!) and Pookie (most probably someone with a name unlike ‘Pookie’, but you never know) so you might as well have both.

 

 

 

It’s a sign of devotion

You made everybody else seem so tame.

 

After a lifetime with a full head of hair, it seems I am finally going bald.  Next Tuesday, apparently.  She’s invited some friends around to watch.

 

 

I hope they play nicely.

 


A very important part of any session.





Speaking of devotion… this is Lady Sophia Black.





Actually, it is more accurate to describe Sissymaid Sylvia as ‘gender uncertain’ as its Mistress hasn’t come to a final decision on the matter yet.
 

Sadistically significant

I rather think the romantic evening’s just getting started, don’t you?

 

 

 

 

Despite her attitude to sexists, she’s a great believer in naval tradition.  ‘Rum, sodomy and the lash’ and all that, although obviously today’s navy is alcohol-free.

 

 

Perhaps Paul and Irene could discuss it later.

 

 

 

Possibly several things.  There’s always something.

She looks nice. Just as well when you’re that small and vulnerable.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Simply frightful!

More tales of female domination from a more elegant era.


 

Oh dear, how very tiresome.




And when you’re competent at the basics, perhaps you could try your hand at felching?  I’ve heard it’s simply divine.




Mind you, they say being married is an education in itself.



Erm… yes, I actually think I do.  Very much.


One must simply find amusement where one can, when spending time in the colonies.  Of course, it’s important not to let standards slip – but I doubt Kitty has.