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.
The call of nature must be obeyed.
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| She actually has very high standards for sorryness. You’ll see. |
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| It’s her own recipe. |
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| Hmmm… edgy blackmail play. Got to love it. No really, you do. |
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| Love her, love her cane, I suppose. |
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| She has her own way of dealing with problems. |
A few weeks back, several of you were kind enough to comment on a post of mine asking advice about publicising this blog. I have now set up a Tumblr version of the blog, at http://servitor-again.tumblr.com/.
Many thanks especially to Total Discord and an anonymous commenter who suggested doing this.
However, if you’re reading this here there is little point in going there. I have set up automatically to update when I post to this blog, but Tumblr requires that posts are categorised as photos, text and so on. So a mixed post of this sort does not go up. I have the automatic update set to ‘photo’ so every time I post here the first captioned image will be on Tumblr, but nothing else: not the other images and no text. A story using photos (like the recent Anne in Space) will be rather incomprehensible, as it would just consist of an uncaptioned picture of Anne wearing a spacesuit. Which is very nice, obviously – almost as nice as Anne not wearing a spacesuit – but not really what I intended. I’ll also queue up some old captions, posted here long ago, to keep the Tumblr ticking over. But anyway, there will be nothing there that has not already been posted here, so you’re in the right place already! Well done, you.
On with the show:
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| Very wise precaution. |
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| Isn’t it just? Fast Show reference, obviously, for UK viewers. No? I’ll get me coat… |
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| Leave the back door open and lock the front. That’s what my mother always used to say, anyway. |
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| Oooh – exciting! I wonder what she’s planning for those crucial last few seconds? (Actually, of course, I already know but let’s just say I don’t want to ruin the surprise). |
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| New dommes – don’t try this at home! No, hang on. Let me clarify: if you want to get drunk in session, do try it at home. Not down the pub. |
… than you can with just a kind word.
These ladies know that.
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| Disappointed? Well.. maybe a little. |
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| He can continue to explore his interest in blow jobs too, I understand. |
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| Enjoy. Only 25 seconds now… |
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| Woof. |
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| I’ll confess, I don’t often last the full twenty seconds. But she’s not one of those women who minds if her man comes very quickly. |
As most of you will know, the Other World Kingdom closed its doors some time ago. Like many submissives, I was completely captivated by the images and videos produced by this place, and I wish I had had the opportunity to go. Especially in the very early days, there was a freshness and originality to OWK. I still remember seeing the first full-page glossy ad for the place in a magazine (before the Internet – or at least before I had access, in 1992 or so). There were these stern ladies escorting prisoners with a real concentration-camp vibe. So different from the scenes shot in the British home counties, or the usual studios.
Anyway, through the extensive use of a media technique known in the trade as ‘making it up’, this blog managed to secure interviews with several of the OWK’s ladies just before it closed, reminiscing about the early days and their time at the OWK. The author would like to thank all of these ladies for donating their completely imaginary time, as well as for the advice they provided to him for self-improvement, during the course of the fantasised interviews.
We miss you, OWK.
…just a few links and questions.
Firstly, if you haven’t watched R100 already (and you should have done because Paltego featured it ages ago on Femdom Resource, but now the full movie is on Youtube) just do so immediately, OK? Don’t worry about it all being in Japanese – I understand the plot doesn’t make much sense anyway, and in all honesty are you really watching it for the plot?
Here are some photos, anyway. Not carefully selected from hundreds of vanilla shots: a lot of the movie really is like this, all the way through. You know how you skip through movies looking for the kinky bits? Yes you do, just admit it. That’s better. Well, in this, you don’t need to skip.
Secondly, and very different, there’s this. It’s not really femdom, because there’s nothing overtly sexual about it. But if you’re into 60s housewives and if you’re into menacing, dangerous ladies (and I expect you are, because let’s face it, you’re a bit of an old pervert aren’t you?), you might like it. But after the dominatrix-fest of R100 don’t go expecting it to be femdom in the mainstream, OK, because it just ain’t like that. Just a menacing little tale.
And finally, if you’re still here you’re probably a regular reader and I thought I might ask you about the blog. I don’t really understand what’s going on with the stats. I have more and more pageviews than ever – August 2014 was nearly 100,000, equal best ever, thanks to daily holiday photos. Took me over three million all time, woohoo. But there are fewer comments and absolutely no new followers: my follower list has been stuck on 296 for as long as I can remember. So I’m beginning to think maybe more and more of my traffic is web-crawlers and suchlike and really the blog is static or in decline.
Most new blogs seem to be on tumblr. Should I move to tumblr? I don’t really like it as much as blogger… it feels more ephemeral and less serious than blogger. I treat tumblr as a sort of database of internet porn photos and often don’t even notice whose blog I’m on. So I feel the blog would lose identity if I moved it.
Is there anything else I should be doing? I occasionally get extra traffic from having a captioned photo posted on tumblr (hence the little watermark), but it never seems to translate into sustained new sources of traffic – the sources of visits here are always the same (thank god and paltego for Femdom Resource!).
None of this matters all that much. I am fairly happy continuing to post things, and I have well over a year of unposted captions just now, so… I’m not about to stop or anything. I just wondered whether I’m missing anything and I’m in a declining section of the Internet. Surely the population of perverts on the Internet isn’t maxed out yet?
Anyway, here’s a captioned image for reading this far. Thanks.
It’s very important. She always informs me when my consent is required for something.
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| Ignorance is no defence. |
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| Check-out time is when she decides to release you. |
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| Hmmm. Interesting. I wonder what she does use, then. Any thoughts? |
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| ..and what’s the best? |
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| Probably best not to ask… I certainly don’t know. |
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| She seems nice.
I was going to point you to this forthcoming movie which looks very fine, but Paltego beat me to it.
So instead (trigger warning: vanilla. And you have to enter access code 7201969), how about Anne Hathaway in space!
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… and indeed beyond.
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| Poor things. Their fingers must have been awfully cold. You’d think the film-makers could have provided gloves or something. Men can be so thoughtless, can’t they? |
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| I hope they don’t lace it too tight. But they probably will, knowing them. |
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| Sometimes, in a relationship, an apology isn’t even needed. |
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| Looks like you’re in for another uncomfortable evening. |
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| Ten minutes. What can we do for ten minutes… hmmm. I wonder if she’s feeling generous? |
That’s me.
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| Of course he can. He’d do anything for her. Wouldn’t you? |
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| Well… OK. This time. |
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| Hmmm. An occasional sympathy fingerjob. Well, that’s a pretty big win, right there. |
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| It’s great when you’re confident your therapist understands the real you, isn’t it? |
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| I don’t think she’s taking this seriously enough, you know. I mean, a man’s been murdered here. And more importantly, a quite valuable pen was stolen, too. |
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| I like a woman who knows what she wants. Don’t you? |
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| Mmmm. If you pay extra maybe she’ll ignore you even more. |
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| It’s tragic, the breakdown in authority in schools these days. Don’t you think? |
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| Mmmm… pretty exciting, huh? I wonder what she has planned? A really hard spanking? |
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| Actually, I have a ‘frequently annoying traveller’ card. So they don’t have to make any special arrangements: the stewardesses just slap me on sight. I get special meals too. |
… and I thought what I yam was a beta male, but apparently not. It turns out, I am an omega male:
Omega animals are subordinate to all others in the community, and are expected by others in the group to remain submissive to everyone. Omega animals may also be used as communal scapegoats or outlets for frustration, or given the lowest priority when distributing food.
Ah, let me be her outlet for frustration…
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| Yes, Ma’am. |
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| Not a beta – you see? |
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| Actually, good rough sander will have much the same effect – and it would be a lot cheaper. Fun, too. |
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| I’m sure she’ll think of something. |
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| There’s always a bit left over. |
