chastity – Page 17 – Contemplating the divine

Play-related stress

Don’t worry, sissy, you won’t have to stay there the whole day. Just most of the day.

Oh dear, I can never think of what to wish for in these situations… I suppose there’s always ‘world peace’.

Whoosh!

Her rod and staff… that’s the rod, you’re going to be be her staff.

I’m sure it’ll be a memorable honeymoon – but then, aren’t all honeymoons memorable, albeit in different ways?

More femdom stuff that’s out there and not much remarked upon: this talented chap (I’m assuming ‘chap’) draws things that are rather lovely if you’re into giantess fetish and possibly even if you are not. He also reposts some vintage stuff which is reminiscent of the elegant and delightful Gibson Girls.

Impertinent features

The clever bit of the trick isn’t how she stubs the cigarette out, it’s how she has persuaded you to accept it – and even pay for the privilege.

The lovely Miss Zoe, who once gave me an unforgettable cuddle after a particularly hard spanking.

Gal wouldn’t need to lasso me to make me tell her the truth. But she’s very welcome to do so anyway.

They say it gets easier after a year or two, so just keep going.

Ah, I’d forgotten that I’d done this one, when discussing precisely this situation on Paltego’s blog.

Women will only be truly free when every male is enslaved. It’s sad that it has to be that way but… oh, hang on, it’s not sad at all, is it?

And I’ll be (your sharp intake of breath)

Mistress Lennox, of course… and that beardy bloke called Dave.

‘Ideas’ in the same sense that Pinterest sends me emails suggesting I check out ‘ideas’ about boots, corsets or traditional girls’ school uniforms. And chickens, oddly enough.

Those vanilla passengers can be rather tiresome. Fortunately one encounters fewer of them, these days.

I have a limited skill set, unfortunately. And I’m rubbish at it.

Don’t worry – lots of bridegrooms feel a bit nervous on the big day. None of the guests are likely to realise how well-founded your fears actually are.

It’s an arguable case, legally, or at least it would be were anyone in a position to argue about it. Which they won’t be, obviously.

But I got what I deserved

Tried to hurt me but now I know.

Kinksters can sometimes be over-sensitive about when something might be considered ‘public play’. Sometimes a slap in the face is just a slap, after all and sensible bystanders will realise that.

It never did matter much, to be honest, even before I started wearing the thing.

Oh, she shouldn’t worry. Nothing creepy about enjoying the sight of an elegant pair of ladies’ shoes. Or the taste of them, for that matter.

Thank goodness for that. Words can cause real pain – as can bullwhips, too, obviously.

The thing about schoolgirls is not letting them know you’re afraid of them. Make that mistake once and you’ll be doing a lot of homework for other people, believe me.

Good authority

Actually, she found him quite easily. She’s clever like that.

Hmmm… well, I suppose it makes a change from having to deal with uncomfortably large things.

I think your educational prospects just became a lot brighter. No one forgets a really committed teacher.

They have separate resuscitation practice sessions, but they do that inside with the volunteer strapped to a table. One of the girls is ex-military and has done some waterboarding, so it’s all very safe.

Remember: professional submission is not prostitution. He should consider himself more as a therapist, helping clients deal with feelings of anger.

Girl talk

Boy silent. Nodding is permitted.

Has it really? Goodness, it’s so easy to lose track of time. It feels like it was only yesterday.

Forgive it magnanimously? No? Oh well.

Dommes undertaking electrical play should ensure that some thick non-conducting material is in constant contact with any electrodes. Males work fine.

It’s not a very big tube but it’s just large enough.

Funny how failures to communicate always involve me misunderstanding her and never the other way around. Of course, the fact that I’m rarely allowed to speak could be a contributing factor.

Maybe I’m just stupid

I thought we’d got it sorted. (NB: link is not femdom-related, unless you have the same sorts of fantasies about Louise Wener as I do).

Ah, those far off heterosexual days.

The game of ‘fetch’ is actually harder than it looks.

Once she’d explained her idea, they agreed that it was safe. Not consensual – obviously – and quite possibly not sane, but safe enough, probably, so they just decided to go for it.

He’s lucky. My
SO usually decides I’m too busy to take even 15 seconds out of my busy
schedule and of course I have to agree with her about that.

I think she’s right: she probably should have used a different bat. But those big heavy ones have their uses, too.

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.