I do apologise for not posting yesterday. And I see the stats for pageviews are way down on the day. I suppose that means many of you visit every time it is updated. Goodness. Hello there. Some time soon, I’m going to try to find out more about you: which posts you like, which you don’t so much, and which you’d like me to be spanked for putting up. That sort of thing.
I was unable to post anything yesterday, because I was too busy trying to open a portal to the future to obtain a magazine subscription for Lady Grey. Unsuccessfully, so now I’d better produce some extra work rather quickly, or I expect I will really be in trouble. Also, for lying, because this is just not true.
I’ll get out of the way now, and let you at a few more than usual (wait for it, search engines): captioned images of female domination.
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| Sometimes, pity can be more humiliating than contempt, don’t you agree?
I wish I got really turned on by ‘small dick humiliation’. Then all my dates as a teenager would have been wildly exciting. Of course, there’d have to be a ‘don’t quite know what to do with it anyway humiliation’ fetish too. |
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| At least she hasn’t branded him. That happens just before the drive into winter pastures, I understand. |
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| Aren’t they great? Wouldn’t you just love to be running naked from them, ducking and weaving in blind terror to avoid the high-velocity rounds from their automatic weapons? You wouldn’t? Boy, you’re really weird, aren’t you? |
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| Raoul’s back – actually, I could tell because I’m the one who has to wash his underwear. |
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| I’ve a feeling I’ve used this picture before (but with a different caption). If not, it’s been sitting on my computer without being captioned and posted, which seems quite implausible, considering. |
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| I think what we have here might be a cultural misunderstanding. It’s important to let her express her annoyance the way she wants to, without rushing to judgment or culturally insensitive condemnation. |
