Category: dominant wife

Misfortunate males

Oh dear, not again.  You’d think she’d have learnt to be more careful by now.

 

 

 

My SO promised me, when she brought out my first little maid’s dress that if it ever became too humiliating, I could take it off.  So far, apparently it never has – in fact, she generally thinks it’s not humiliating enough – so we’ve not really tested that, but it’s good to know.  Safeguards are important.

 

 


Respect is very important in a marriage.


Young people in love can be so romantic… let’s hope he gets out of their way quickly.




This humble slave once assumed ‘supplication position #3’ to ask its revered and powerful Mistress whether She would gracefully consent to granting Her humble slave the precious gift of a high-protocol BDSM relationship, but she just told it to fuck off and stop being so irritating.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Forceful females, meek males

Oh dear.  You had one job… Well, OK, you had several jobs if you count all the chores and you even had two jobs at a time during the spit-roasting bit but you know what I mean.




It’s their ‘rattan’ anniversary.




Maybe she should.  I hope she makes her mind up quickly rather than dithering about it… odd, because she’s usually very decisive.



 

The extra said yes – well, of course he did – but sadly the scene was cut from the movie.  He has developed quite a successful career though and has now had several minor speaking roles.  He was “Squeaky-voiced guy in elevator” in one of the recent Marvel movies, for instance.

 

 

 

It’s the way she tells them.


 

 

 

 

Lashing out

In case you’re wondering, I’m not doing April Fool’s Day stuff.  I have before.  

One year I warned people in advance that the blog was going to feature occasional fem-sub content, then came up with this.  And then a year later, ran a feature on those mis-understood (and modest and humble) members of our BDSM community: male doms.  Believe me, Contemplating the Divine going M/f is about as likely as the Catholic Church embracing Wicca or a video found on Pornhub being, y’know, any good.

Then another year I did this, which was a bit rubbish but had lots of lovely pictures.

But not this year.  No, really.  This isn’t some kind of self-referential ‘tell them there’s no April Fool joke but then there is’ thing.  Sorry.  Just the usual crap.


 

So much hell to dish out, so little time.  People think the life of an OWK Lady is all lazing around eating peeled grapes, but really it’s all go, all the time.

 

 

 

You want know what I think? I think these are very good ideas and she’s right about this, as she is about everything.  That’s what I think and I’m determined not to think anything else.

 

 

 

The food’s not as good as at a traditional British boarding school, but other than that the lifestyle’s pretty similar, I understand.

 

 

That’s her sweet ‘girl next door’ look.  She has some very scared (and lucky) neighbours.

 

This is the sweet and vanilla Melisande Sin, to be found in a few places in Poland (which Russia would be well advised not to invade because (a) NATO and (b) her).

Still, at least she remembered your anniversary this time.


 

 

 

 

 

Unreasonable demands

She’s embarrassed now… but don’t worry, she has coping techniques for that.

 

 

 

Now come on – man up.  Remember what you all discussed at the last encounter group?  No, no I don’t mean the bit about ironing pleats – about standing up to your wives?  Yeah?  Right then.  Hang on – where are you going?  You can’t stand up to her on your knees!  Oh for goodness’ sake…

 

 

My SO and I have a consensual relationship.  I didn’t want to but she insisted.


They’d starve to death, I expect.  I mean, more of them would than when the Ladies actually are there, anyway.

 

 

 

This photo is actually a rather sophisticated optical illusion.  Many men, seeing it for the first time, don’t notice the slice of pizza, the big red cup, the bottles of water or the coffee maker – even after staring at it for hours.  Something to do with how the brain processes images, I understand.


 

Punishing workloads

…but these ladies always manage to deliver.


It’s a win-win for her, which is just as well because she really hates losing.



Don’t worry about whether you’ll be able to satisfy her. That’s one of the nice things about being a pain toy: she does all the work and you just have to go with the flow.  Let Joy be unconfined.



Necessary suffering, obviously, is something she can fully support.


This is, of course, Miss Chambers, possessor of the finest, most elegant nose in femdom, and to be found (nostalgically) on the Cruella web site.

My own SO, I am glad to say, does not approve of whipping for minor, trivial faults.  I have yet to discover a fault she considers to be minor and trivial, but when I do I am sure that will come as a great relief.




Hmm…  Think think think.  I expect she’ll remember eventually, as long as she’s not distracted by something more important.




Kiss the boys or make them cry

 or both, even.

Nervous young husbands might want to check out Servitor’s old series ‘Seven Secrets of a Happy Marriage‘ which contains about 30 pieces of advice, each one of them as accurate and helpful as the title proclaiming there will be ‘seven’.


Women can often be oddly protective of their shoes, can’t they?  And their panties too, in my experience.  Just ask any of the women in my neighbourhood, or the judge in my court case for that matter.  There’s probably an over-protective, nurturing, nest-building sort of impulse behind it, I expect.  The neighbours I mean, not the judge – she was just doing her job, except when she made me do that little dance dressed up and frillied in front of the court.  Happy days… where was I?  Oh yes.




Fake it to make it and escape it.



 

 

Anyway, you look so cute taking little steps, with the bells hanging from your nipple clamps going jingle jingle jingle.

 

 

If you think the client in question is behaving in a humiliating way, wanking off looking at this lovely lady but not allowed to touch her or her clothing… what does that say about what you’re doing, right now?  Hmm?

 

 

Her opinion matters

It does – like many other men, I discovered early on in married life how much pain can be caused by not listening carefully enough to my partner’s concerns.

 


 

Hmm.  It’s hardly surprising they don’t send her the best boys they have, if she keeps on breaking them.  But I don’t want to be the one to tell her that.


 

 

Unnecessary rudeness can leave such a nasty taste in the mouth.

 

 

Mistress wants her slave to put his clothes back on – quietly now! – tiptoe off to the dungeon door and silently fuck off.  There’s a good boy.

 

 

 

It’s good they’re all labelled because the faces usually get a bit messed up and hard to recognise, particularly those who were married when they arrived.

 

 

Try not to judge her too harshly.  He is very annoying.

 

 

 

 

 



Her husband, her rules

She doesn’t need any limits, so why would you?


 

 

Actually, the disciplinary spankings can also be part of a healthy, active sex life, as long as it’s understood that it’s not yours.


 

 

 

 

It’s a day to express gratitude, so don’t forget to do that. Oh – and to count, too.

 

 

 

Don’t worry: ‘the good bit’ goes on for a long time.



When she says she ‘doesn’t believe a word of it’ she means the story, obviously.  She fully agrees with the statement that was actually tattooed on.


 

Blonde justice

And if she gets what she wants, you might get what you want.  Or you might not.

 

 

 

 

Erm… oh, I’ve got one!  “What do you say to a blonde disciplinarian with a tawse when you’re strapped across her ugly whipping bench vaulting horse?  Nothing: you just scream and cry out hysterically in between gasps for breath!”  Well… she finds it funny.  Mildly amusing, anyway.

 

 

 

She doesn’t want to, and yet…

 

 

 

 

Don’t worry – she’s very imaginative, so it’s only going to be on the rarest occasions that you’ll have to fall back on the boring old trope of male ejaculation.

 



I’d expected this was going to lead to an uncomfortable conversation but it seems she’s decided to skip the conversation part.



 

Begging her pardon

Like many submissive husbands, I have a lot of uncomfortable conversations.  Apparently it’s good for me, though, so I can’t complain.


 

 

Don’t say anything to make her think less of you, as she takes her leave of you – she is trying very hard to keep her vow to love you until death do you part.

 

 

 

The younger generation of female supremacists are less militant, more comfortable in their dealings with the opposite and inferior sex.  I think that’s great.

 

 

 

Can’t you tell she’s tired?

 

 

Actually, she does rather mind but she’s too kind-hearted to refuse her.