chastity – Page 31 – Contemplating the divine

The importance of terror in a healthy relationship

Often undervalued, don’t you think? It’s the chill of fear striking deep into my stomach, as I watch the minute hand creep closer to the appointed hour, the hesitancy with which I approach the door and the tremble in my hand as I reach out for the doorbell that – for me – makes it more than just another way of getting bruises.

Ahem.

Next!

Don’t be fooled by that severe exterior. She’s actually a very kind person. Why did you know, she gives 20% of all your money to animal charities?

Of course, she’ll need training. The Headmistress reckons that Mr Jones, the maths teacher, might be available to assist.

Apparently, the new one has voice recognition. You have to train it to recognise your voice, though. So you say “Clean the floor.” If it doesn’t do it – press the red button to zap its balls. Then repeat the command. It’s quite uncanny how accurate and responsive it can become.

That Raoul has always had a wicked sense of humour. Remember that time he told her you’d called her a bitch?

What a lucky man you are that someone so attractive takes the trouble to despise you.

Another rather unimaginative headline featuring femdom captions

With a big hello to search engines from all over.

Now, after a headline like that, I suppose there had better be some captioned images of female domination, hadn’t there?

But also more enjoyable for her. There’s always an upside.

So with this one I – ow! – excuse me, I was just – OOH! – I’m sorry, I really…ohhhh that hurts!…need to move on to the next. No caption here.

OW! No better!

Right. Think calm thoughts. It’s funny – we give our cat the stuff in tins as a treat, and the dry biscuity stuff for normal food. So when my wife makes me eat the contents of one of the tins, I guess both me and the cat are unhappy about it.

Isn’t it an awful feeling? When you just know you’re going to have an argument. But all arguments end, you know that too. And you’ll be a better husband for it, after all.

No means no

Something too few men understand. When a woman says no, that’s just what she means. No you can’t stay out late. No you’re going to stay down there until I come. No, not after your behaviour this month. No, you signed the contract and that’s that. That sort of thing. Get used to it.

For some reason, that particular paddle is called “Angela”. She might call you at work, to let you know that Angela’s going to be coming around that evening, that kind of thing.

You can lead a slave to Mistress but you can't errr

It’s nice to know there’s someone to pop in to feed them, if need be, so you don’t need to leave them any use of their hands when you’re away for a week or two.

You’re allowed to discharge yourself, you know. You just need to fill out a form. You have to ask her for one. And a pen.

It was such a relief to their mother, whose arm used to get quite tired in the first days of their marriage.

It’s a bit like being a kid again, isn’t it? Those feelings of longing and anticipation for months before…and then it’s not exactly what you wanted, or it just doesn’t turn out as expected? Still, being able to deal with these feelings is what makes us grown-ups, right?

Devotional blackmail

Better hurry up and get used to it – you’re late for work.

Planning a session…hope it’s like this.

She really appreciates it, because she knows how uncomfortable it makes you feel, seeing her in lingerie like that. You can go and run some cold water over it if you like – but make sure you dry it off, so it can’t rust.

…and I’m certainly not allowed to write it.

Men can get so frustrated waiting for women to get ready. It’s a good thing she has you to help.

Learning to disrespect myself for who I am

I went on a course at work this week that included a module on building self-esteem. Fortunately I’ll be visiting my Significant Other soon, and she can usually put it right back to where it should be. And it gave me an idea for one of the captions below.

On with the captioned images (of female domination)!

I think she’s due a pay rise.

How did you get on? Did you? So did I. Never mind – maybe next time.

You don’t have an inferiority complex, you see – you actually are inferior.

Never mind. These things happen.

The worst of it is that she’s a multi-millionaire film star. It’s not as if she needs the money.

Even more femdom captions

The title today is perhaps a little unimaginative. But as the most popular posting I have – by far – is one called “More femdom captions”, I thought I’d avoid the tortous unfunny puns, or references to early 80s soft punk, and just go straight for Google’s g-spot.

So – look out for posts in the future amusingly captioned “A few more femdom captions”, “Femdom captions and the real truth behind 9/11” and of course “Oi Google! – over here for the femdom captions”.

Still the only Google result for “hot chicks in empire-line dresses“, though! That’ll bring the traffic.

Onwards…

A man can only be pushed so far. Ithink he’s reaching his limits.

It’s a shame because actually he has a very high IQ just now. Still, astrophysics doesn’t get the toilet clean, does it? He’ll be happier this way. Or if he isn’t, no one will care.

Castration oh my - that brings in the punters too.

That nurse might be a bit cross with you, for getting her into trouble like that. Still, I expect she’ll put the local anaesthetic in anyway. She’s a professional, you know.

Sorry – bit of a strange mood today.

Isn’t she kind? Let’s hope she’s in a good mood tomorrow morning. Try not to look too disappointed if she says no, though – she doesn’t like having her decisions questioned.

Sweet cruelty

Shackles - the making of many a femdom marriage

They laughed when I was said I was going to start a femdom blog devoted to humorous captions and stories. They’re not laughing now…*

They offer a choice of general anaesthetic, local anaesthetic or straps plus a gag. Most patients prefer some sort of anaesthetic. But it’s not the patients who make the choice.

OWK smoking dominatrices starve slaves to death shock horror!

Of course, they give them drinks of water from time to time. Otherwise they’d just die of thirst within a day or two. Like the first batch.

Ooooo.

* Copyright Bob Monkhouse, approx. 1875.

Domesticated bliss

Images of slavery, beatings, forced labour, sexual humiliation and incarceration. In short: marriage and other scenes from domestic life.

At weekends she makes sure the lawn is mown and the gravel path raked, too, before supervising the ironing. Such a good girl.

It’s a bit unfair. I mean with that metal thing in place, nothing was going to happen anyway. Still – best not to argue, I expect.

Belt off, trousers down and a domestic spat solved.

Sometimes its best to just have these things out as soon as you can, rather than let them fester. They can always discuss it in more depth, when they get home, too.

And because she just likes zapping him from time to time. She’s determined to try out level 20 before…er…before he ‘goes away’ like all the others.

Sincerely hers

Goodness, it’s ages since I wrote a story. I feel greatly refreshed.

Anyway, back to the captioned images of female domination.

The frantic begging for mercy can get a bit tiresome too. Why can’t they just shut up and let her get on with it?

See how he’s allowed to use his hands and that little brush? I think she’s too soft on him.

Actually, a lie-in would have been nice. Never mind. Maybe next year.

I don’t know where she finds them. Looking at her, I suspect the answer might be “everywhere”.

You need to build trust here. Try offering her something, something you value greatly.

No, not love, she said. Don’t you know that it’s different for girls?

Joe

So, with apologies to anyone who doesn’t share my Anne Hathaway obsession (I’ll run out of pictures or get stopped by her lawyers at some point, but not yet, please lord, not yet). On with the show.

Can’t or won’t.

Don’t worry, you won’t be conscious for all that long.

Domestic servitude means never having to say she's sorry

Well, granted you’ve spent much of your life and will probably spend most of your retirement in mind-numbingly tedious drudgery. But on the plus side, you’re really good at pleats.

Leather clad domina puts man into a cage oh my!

Curiously, though, he will be getting the pain and humiliation you might expect in such a scene. Just not quite in the way he was expecting.

She’ll be giving you a bit of a scolding while you’re writhing in agony on the ground, too. Psychotic, but fair.