Category: castration

Baby watch her eyes, you better watch her eyes

Anything you feel swelling up underneath you when you’re being spanked over Dave’s lap should be kept strictly as a secret between you and him, OK? It’s a guy thing: no need for her to know.
Fashion photographers can be so annoying. Just ask the ladies in this sweet little scene..
I mean, she’d never actually do it, right? You know that, right? ‘Course you do. So stop dithering and let her strap you down.
And your orgasms are even specialer, being so rare.
First goddess in my life, maybe…. I mean, I liked The Damned too, and The Undertones but… Ah, to be looked at, the way she looks at Kermit.

And here’s Captain Sensible performing ‘Wot’ on French TV, because pourquoi pas?

Men think of castration in such all-or-nothing terms, that’s the problem.

Every man with a vote was considered a foe to woman suffrage

So take away his vote and things should go just swimmingly. It’s a politics special.

And look, what can I say… I realise not every male pines for a future in which male ‘freedoms’ are abolished and men’s ‘rights’ and ‘dignity’ are crushed under a merciless steel-toed boot of righteous female fury. I get that, truly I do. Whippings, enforced chastity for those permitted to keep their genitals, electric shock collars… it’s not an easy life for males in the female supremacist utopia, I’ll admit. But can you look at how the world is run today – just look at a random headline, almost any day, quite frankly – and tell me, hand on your heart, that it wouldn’t be better like that? Hmm? Really?

Her weapons were her crystal eyes

Making every man mad.*

She’s right (obviously): pleading and crying in the hope of mercy is a complete waste of time.
There are some sick people out there… even reading this blog. It’s a creepy thought.
Even Mr Snuggly Bear was new once and remembers how hard that can be. But now he’s one of her favourites, so there’s always hope.
Don’t worry: it all turned out OK. The clinic were very understanding about it and managed to squeeze an extra op into their schedule.
Don’t worry, you’ll still be useful whatever position you end up in. A box is a box and she’s got a lovely tablecloth to go on top.
Just let her take the lead. And keep it.

* Fun fact! A later replacement member of Bananarama was openly into kink. Mistress Sidonia (Servitor kneels, forehead to the floor) has the story. The three goddesses in the video I linked above weren’t, so they probably just did their queening, pegging and mocking behind closed doors.

PS – Just to note again, if anyone missed my note on Tuesday’s post: that all updates to this site for 6 – 13 May, including all comments, alas, were lost following a computer glitch. You might think – I certainly thought – that this must have been my fault, because of technical incompetence and I should be punished. You’re not entirely wrong (even if you are male) as I am technically incompetent and should be punished, but this one was due to my hosting service, as I’ve just discovered now they’ve sent an apologetic email about the (system-wide) crash. I hope the males responsible are dealt with appropriately. Nonetheless, I apologise to people whose comments were lost.

But only if she says you can

Consent is so important in femdom, don’t you agree? So many men in the scene just don’t get that: but the way I see it, if you’re down on your knees and you want to get up but she doesn’t give her explicit consent, then that’s an absolute no-no. No ifs, no buts, no pleading. So what if your knees are hurting? Women have a right to decide what to do with their own males and that’s that.

Keep calm. It’s probably just one of those deals in which they remain attached to you but they’re ‘technically’ hers, you know? To kick and crush whenever she likes. Anyway, you might win. The King’s got to be the most powerful piece, right? And you’ve still got that.
If you think about it, it’s actually quite arrogant for a human male to think he deserves better treatment than a ‘real’ dog. I mean, dogs are quite intelligent, so if anything it should be the other way around.
Actually, one of the guys with a beard just behind her is wearing women’s slacks* under his shorts, so it’s not just you.
Just another stunningly beautiful woman (Nata Lee), lounging around in red lingerie until she gets cross and decides it’s time to put you over her lap and smack your bottom until you cry. Contemplating the Divine… because ‘real life’ is over-rated.
Of course the normal guys don’t pay anything like as much for making the mess as you have to to clean it up. But then if life was fair I guess we wouldn’t have femdom.
Anya’s a lot more relaxed and open about her AFM past then many A-listers. No names but if you happen to own a copy of April 2013, there’s a certain Hollywood megastar actress who’d pay a lot to get hold of it and remove it, permanently… or would pay someone else a lot to do the same to you.

I’m not a crossdresser (not by choice, anyway) but this actress’s understanding but ever so slightly amused expression is just perfect, don’t you think?

Great are the stars, and man is of no account to them

Another science fiction post! Yeah, it was going to be a historical images special but rocket go up! And Servitor likes that. So in honour of brave spacewoman Christina Koch and her three boys on Artemis II, we’ll do space again today. Plus, we’re still not doing World War M, because other kinds of rocket come back down again.

And in honour of everyone’s favourite component of the hive-mind, there are seven science fiction images, so that’s good, right? And as it’s Easter, we’ll have an extra extra one celebrating the day.

It’s a harsh, untamed planet but fortunately they’ve brought a lot of equipment along specifically designed for taming.
They considered sending King Charles up but it turned out that, by lucky chance, several minor princes and one princess in the Royal Family knew what the OWK was, so the misunderstanding was sorted out.
Recycling is important in space; anything not performing a useful function should always be repurposed or shredded down to its basic elements and added to ship’s stores.
I think if they’re dealing with male humans, relying on reduced brain function is a pretty safe bet. Anyway, Sarah seems nice.
Don’t worry about anything bad happening to those pets, by the way. The envoys arrived under diplomatic protection and interstallar law is clear their property cannot be harmed by the hosts – or if it is, it must be replaced with something of equal value.
In case you’re wondering why they can’t implant their larvae into human females, the little darlings are quite picky about what they like to eat when they hatch out, and there are certain yummy body parts that females just don’t have.
I feel a Spartacus moment coming on. Just give me some air, I’ll be fine.

Easter eggstra:

Serena and Alice have similar traditions but they prefer an old-fashioned crucifixion: the victim’s arms are properly outstretched and there’s no nonsense about using ropes or straps when there are perfectly good nails handy. Alice always loves it when the Easter decoration goes up on Good Friday, the dithering over which terrified male to choose; then the sounds of laughter, joyful hammering and less joyful screaming, then the screams take on a pitch of still greater urgency as the cross is hoisted up, before eventually subsiding to moans and sobs as the decoration hangs there all weekend, reminding her each time she glances up at it of the chocolate eggs to come on Sunday. Easter’s a very special time for them.

The power of negative thinking

One of those talks where you don’t talk, not until the very end, anyway.
I hope readers realise that the activity depicted in this captioned image – being annoying and pervy around ladies who are prepared to do something about it – is highly dangerous and should not be attempted.
It might turn out to be quite like Tuesday. And after a while, it really doesn’t matter.
Goodness, what nerve-rackingly high stakes. You could lose some (notionally) important body parts or win back the full £120, all on the turn of a card.
Poobles likes to be helpful and today this is how he can help.
Poor chap’s going to miss out on the awkward vanilla conversation while getting dressed at the end.

Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly

Their beauty shakes me who was once serene; Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen.

I realise that Sunday’s posts tend to be themed and this is only loosely themed, since most of the ladies featured on this blog do have eyes, usually two of them (except in the stranger sci-fi or ‘further side’ captions) and the eyes, like everything else about them, are usually great. But it does get a bit more specifically themed, towards the end, you’ll see.

Hey – well done you! First time your sexual perfomance has really satisfied her. Let’s hope it’s the first of many.
Mixed signals can even end up in slavery contracts. For example, my first contract ruled out having cigarettes stubbed out on me as a hard limit, but it also said that my purpose in life was to please my SO, including sexually. Quite a dilemma – but she dealt with it decisively, as she so often does.
Many men prefer women of moderate size in that regard, but you wouldn’t think so from looking at online porn.
It’s actually much nicer not to have a financial allowance, I find, as you don’t have to bother yourself with budgeting and suchlike and it really helps develop those pleading skills, which are all-important in a successful relationship. Plus there’s much less danger of buying anything she might not approve of, which is just one less anxiety to worry about, isn’t it?
Don’t worry: you’ll get a new name. And if you ever forget it (and you will, lacking any long-term memory), just strip naked and ask someone who knows how to read to tell you.
Actually, Anya quite likes submissives, in their proper place.

The above refers of course to….

By the way, truth imitates art, reality imitates fiction and all that sort of thing, right? As is so infrequently demonstrated on this blog, whose predictions are scarily inaccurate. But Anya…

OK, look, do I think she’s really the lifestyle domme / female supremacist of my dreams? No, alas, probably not. But do I think she knows perfectly well what effect some of her outfits have on a certain male demographic? Oh yes, I totally do. As I pointed out before, so these are just a few more:

OK, that one was because she’d just been in a Mad Max movie. But the rest…?
Could be taken from a Woman Worship shoot. Not AI to the best of my knowledge?
Oh. My. Goddess.

… and… and even when it’s not specifically the clothes, it’s the look, it’s the attitude. Right? I mean…

…and… and…

I mean, sure you can caption the image with her saying something chastity-themed (I think I have) but it doesn’t actually need the caption, does it?

Of course although the dominatrix and ice maiden looks will have 90% of male submissives essentially catatonic with awed desire, there’s still the more sissy-oriented minority in our community who are unlikely to respond to… oh hang on, never mind:

… and surely any findomme would kill for an image like this on her web site:

Sigh…

Approval required

But rarely granted.

Yeah, everything’s fine. All under control.
You might think this is even worse than that couple caught on the audience cam but don’t worry: it’s all consensual. The three ladies were asked and they said they didn’t mind at all their subs being exposed and humiliated in a clip gathering hundreds of millions of views.
She has quite a lot of interaction with her readership (as do I when the sodding spam filter permits it). She encourages readers to send in their dick pics, for example, often with the dicks in question artfully arranged in vases, or hung as Christmas decorations. She prefers not to receive any of the actual dicks, of course, as the postal service gets funny about that sort of thing, but a few over-enthusiastic readers do like to send her their best cuttings.
I worship her divine shadow.

Mistress Iris, of course. But you knew that. Pervert.

They also serve, who only scurry and cringe.
In today’s cut-throat business world, any opportunity for effective networking should be taken up. The other businessman featured here was due to go to Davos but his PA messed up and booked him in OWK instead. Poor thing, she must have felt awful about her mistake.

Beautifully devastating

Then he can stop being brave and, indeed, stop being a boy, at least on some definitions.
He might have added a gentle little pat, at times, and they’ll be giving him their own version of that too.
Disobedience is a hard limit for her.
He’s got another uniform just as smart as the one you can see in the picture, but with more lace trimming.
Although if you’ve got an existing organ donor card, apparently that already covers it – you’re considered to have donated any organs that seem unlikely to be put to productive use, so they’re free for the taking. Some men have been a bit surprised to discover that, on waking up from a minor unrelated operation, but it’s right there in the small print.
Oh well, I suppose you can be grateful she’s not getting one of those cow milking devices with four tubes, for doing Robert, you and a couple of others all at the same time. For now.