Stories and pictures themed around female domination and male subjugation and servitude. Unsuitable for children, for alpha males, for hard-core practitioners with an interest in the politics of bdsm and the mechanics of complicated rope work. Of interest to perverts like me, basically.
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| Hmm… well, OK. As long as I don’t have to go to Cathie’s. |
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| That’s very broadminded. |
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| You can’t hear it without the sound, of course, but it’s actually a startlingly realistic impression. She’s talented. |
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| No time for a caption. HuuUUUH! |
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| Black or red… black or red. Oh dear, I’m not good with choices. Just as well, really. |
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| Mistress Debbie to you. Scarier than she sounds, huh? |
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| I can feel it helping already. |
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| Well, it wasn’t specifically on his hard limits list, so I suppose it’s OK. |
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| You’ll soon learn to detect the early signs of a long period of impotence. Pursing her lips, finding fault with you – that kind of thing is usually a good early indication of a prolonged period in which you’ll find sexual release difficult if not impossible to achieve. |
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| It’s good to have occasional surprises in marriage. |
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| Horsey horsey don’t you dare stop. |
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| In case you’re thinking the judge was a little unfair – apparently the man in this sorry little tale had been masturbating to pictures on the Internet. I think we can all agree that’s a good reason for him to lose everything, can’t we? Disgusting habit. Just ask Google. |
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| It’s odd, isn’t it? Some of us would bend over backwards to be in that situation. Forwards, too. |
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| Try to be brave. Think of her feelings, after all. |
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| I would. |
Please help me in my agony, dear Jane, dear Jane, dear Jane.
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| Actually, you only booked an hour and half. So that’s an extra half hour free! Guess you won that one, huh? |
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| Not at all. As a matter of fact, I’m going to beg for it. |
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| Ymmmnneh Mnnntrrrcch! |
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| If you can’t choose, just take a few. She’ll choose. Or maybe she won’t. |
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| I’m sure when Suzie comes, this whole silly misunderstanding will quickly be resolved. |
There’s been a lot of news lately about the need for men always to seek a woman’s consent before any sexual activity. And I think that’s exactly right. If she says no – that’s it. You’ll just have to wait until next month.
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| Finally found something you’re good at! Well done. |
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| The selection process is quite rigorous. Some don’t survive. But there’s plenty of them, so that’s really not a problem. |
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| Well, if being told off and humiliated by an attractive lady in a sharp business suit doesn’t take his mind off sexy things, I don’t know what will! |
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| They’re more kind of… snaily, if you know what I mean. You don’t? Oh. Well – kind of like a cockroach that’s been squished under a boot most of the day – and I expect you know how bad that tastes! |
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| Awww… sweet. |
…is there ever any other reason?
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| It’ll help take your mind off the pain, while you’re waiting, anyway. Nothing like ‘more pain’, to do that. |
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| How exciting! I wonder who it is? |
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| It’s good to talk these things through. And then to smack them out. |
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| You’ve either seen the movie or you haven’t. |
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| Can’t stop staring at.. the …gloves…! Oh, er, right! Dinner. yes, right away. |
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| Now if it gets too much for you, just cry out at any time, OK? She likes that. |
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| Now that’s the kind of expression I usually have, when I’m in session. Sort of “oh shit”. |
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| Well, I think she shouldn’t have. It’s ridiculous. I mean, the elevator guy only has to press a button. |
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| Oh – and it does count, even if your fingers are crossed. So don’t think you’re getting away that easily, boy number 3. |
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| Yes. Yes it will. |
These ladies can do that for you, if you like. Or indeed, even if you don’t.
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| It’ll be all right. You should be able to avoid the more painful penances as long as you haven’t been having sinful thoughts. You haven’t… have you? |
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| Particularly as you’ll not be staying in the same hotel as them. |
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| Hope he has a diaper fetish…because she’s a bit incontinent these days. Still – not many of us get a chance for real 24-7 slavery to a dominant woman, eh? Lucky beggar. |
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| You sit on the edge of the engine, with your trousers down around your ankles, and just wait for the fun to start. |
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| Oops. |
Scenes from Servitor’s so-called life (Part 1 of rather too many).
I have to say, it was very disappointing, on my first date with Alice, that she not only laughed at my manhood, she pulled out a ruler and insisted on measuring it, right then and there. I just think that was a bit unnecessary, you know, especially on a first date like that. And quite apart from the humiliation it caused me, I think it was pretty unfair to spoil the evening for all those other diners. I still haven’t been back to that restaurant.
Ah well. On with more of this:
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| Ahhh. Isn’t that sweet? |
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| Well, she doesn’t always bother to tell him about it, not the detailed causes anyway. She’s just looking to share the pain, not for any suggestions he could come up with. It’s a Mars/Venus thing, you know? |
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| Let’s hope she doesn’t go home with someone this time, as the nights can get pretty uncomfortable. As long as no one at the club tries to pick her up, you should be all right, though., |
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| My mother always used to say that, when I was growing up. And when I discovered girls, in my teens, I understood what she meant. |
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| Well, that’s very kind of her, isn’t it? Very understanding. Not like Alice. Remember Alice? It’s a blog post about Alice… |
or at least, as hard as any other word except “NNNNggghh! NNNnngghh! NNghh nnngghh NNNGGHHHH!”
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| She’s working to make this marriage a success – maybe you could give a little too? Y’know, occasionally hand her the cane and bend over even without an order? It’s those little things that matter. |
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| She’s always been playful. There was the time she made him grind his own face in dogshit only to discover it was a trick: fake poo. And that other time, when it wasn’t. |
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| I think she looks cold. Don’t you think she looks cold? I’ve been looking at all that exposed flesh for a while, and I’m pretty sure she looks cold. Especially the buttocks…and those long, firm thighs, and… |
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| I should point out that this is just a work of fiction on my part. I have never, ever paid a prostiute for sex. They always hand the money back when we get undressed, and say they’re not in the mood. Of course, I respect their decision but what are the odds, eh? Seven ladies in a row! Just my luck. |
