dominatrix – Page 8 – Contemplating the divine

Some of them want to abuse you

…and the rest don’t really, but they’ll probably have a go if there’s nothing else to do.

Anyway, you need to go to bed early so you can get up in time to do all your chores, right?

If you survive the mixing process, you’ll be encased in concrete forever. What’s not to like?

Just routine. Nothing to worry about.

Actually, I had a similar experience a year or so ago. My doctor put me on a course of pain-killers, just before I was due to visit my Significant Other. A bit pointless, really.

It’s partly that he doesn’t see new people very often, of course.

The hard labour of love

I don’t see why. Sounds like a great deal to me.

That’s thoughtful. One of my former Significant Others was always very keen on symmetrical patterns of welts. She’d take quite a long time adding a bit here, a bit there until it was right.

Good. It’s about time those pampered slaves at OWK learned the meaning of hard work and discipline.

This is – of course – the magnificent Madame Sarka, who will not be returning to OWK, but can be found here.

Yeah. Women can be sensitive about these things.
Aren’t the little heel-marks cute, by the way?

Apologies to MenAreSlaves.com for abusing two of their pictures this week (it’s their own fault for making such a vast archive of video stills public!). Of course, if they object in any way I will beg their forgiveness and take whatever consequences they mete out. In the meantime, why not pay their website a visit?

Nice to see boys getting a look-in, in this traditionally female occupation anyway. I’ve always fancied being a booth-babe. But it’s hard to imagine a product that would actually sell any more if I did.

Oh sweet misery of life at last I’ve found you

There now – you can’t say she didn’t consider it.

I believe she’s right.

It’s good to be special.

Oh well, as long as she doesn’t give a fuck, I suppose it’s all right.

Yes Ma’am.

Even more strictly factual

More OWKfacts! Completely and utterly true factoids about life, love and genital torture at the Other World Kingdom.

All pictures originally came from www.owk.cz and were found either there or on tumblr etc.

Erectile disfunction

I got an email about dealing with erectile disfunction. I know they’re probably just spam, but I like to think the best of people, and I was willing to give it a go. At least it made a change from all those emails I get suggesting various ways of enhancing my penis size (sometimes I wish I’d never given my mother my email address, I really do).

Anyway, it said that lots of men experience periods of erectile disfunction, but if I wrote off describing the circumstances in which I…. err.. failed to rise to the occasion, as it were, world-famous doctors were waiting to advise me.

Well, as you can imagine, I was quite excited, and I wrote back at great length describing how I usually experience quite long periods of erectile disfunction shortly after annoying my Significant Other, for example by failing to iron her blouse properly, or over-cooking the pasta. But that I also find it difficult to achieve an erection when she’s just in a bad mood because she’s busy at work, or its her time of the month, or something like that. The email asked me to describe in detail the longest period of disfunction I’d had, so I sent them Time magazine’s review of the year for 2013.

And they never replied! I mean, can you believe it? I sent email after email, and eventually I just received an automatic response informing me that the server in Nigeria where they were based was blocking my address.

Isn’t the Internet a weird place, eh? Oh well. Here are some more pictures of pretty ladies looking threatening, so we can get sexually aroused by the thought of being punished and humiliated by them. Good wholesome stuff.

Beware of dominatrices with ‘strong views’

Now I believe this is Mistress Annabelle. But if it isn’t, perhaps she or the lady it happens to be could, err, correct me. Please?

I don’t know who he is, I’m afraid. Or if he’s available for sessions.

Domestic bliss.

You think?

This of course is the wonderful and creative (and scary!) Mistress Sidonia, of the English Mansion.

It’s ironic, really, as Alanis Morisette might say.

More from the English Mansion. And I think this is Mistress Jessica Wood.

Dear me, she seems a little fierce. Most young brides wait until after the wedding before giving their husbands their first proper birching. Still, maybe she’ll become more tolerant and forgiving of her husband’s faults when you’re married. Some brides do. Many don’t.

Strictly factual

OK, time for a new series. And I hope at least some of you like it, because I’ve done loads of these, and I’ll post more some time…

OWKfacts, that’s they are. Interesting, and little-known (because untrue) facts about the Other World Kingdom, a much missed now defunct femdom facility in the Czech Republic. I might have mentioned the place once or twice before, now I come to think of it…

All pictures, of course, must originally have come from www.owk.cz and were found either there or on tumblr etc.

Enjoy. Or don’t – see if I care.

Special pleading

…it’s her favourite sort.

It’s best to take it bit by bit. Remember, Ladies, you can always have another go and take off a few more IQ points if he’s still uppity, but if you hold on too long and you’ve got a drooling idiot who’s too stupid to work the vacuum cleaner, you’ll regret it the next time you want the floor cleaned!

I take it no one in my audience will fail to recognise these as the magnificent Eleise de Lacy and Domina Lisa, here in a Femme Fatale Films production?

Thought not – you bunch of perverts.

I think she’d better watch out. He could turn – just like that.

This is from Planet Femdom. I have loads of stills from this shoot – it’s great, don’t you think? He’s so small! She’s so tall! Brilliant! I’m just going to keep on putting essentially the same caption on all of them. Love it!

And then of course there’s the pie still to eat. Actually, it really wasn’t that great. But you don’t want to tell her that.

Seems fair. And if it doesn’t seem fair to you, I really wouldn’t recommend pointing that out to her.

Best not to get high on your own supply, after all. I personally never masturbate when creating or posting captioned images. Nor do I ever tell lies. And of course, I should be severely punished were I to break either of those rules….

Worm’s eye view

Do worms actually have eyes? Or a point of view? I know I’m not allowed one of those, not about anything that matters.

Ah well, on we go.

Oh well. Never mind.

This of course is Princess Kali, whose perfect balancing of sweetness and cruelty presses all the buttons I have. It’s the little tiara that always does it for me. Aaaahhh.

Oooh! Maybe Steve’s going to get a blowjob too? How exciting.

The lady in the picture is Ashley Edmonds. She’s fantastic. Don’t know who the males are. But who cares? Just males.

I can imagine being very polite. But I expect she’s right. She usually is.

Well, that’s very kind. She’ll stop being kind soon, don’t worry.

Domina Irene Boss, of course, whose boots I am not fit to lick (I mean, even more than those of most ladies).

Must be awful. Don’t you think?

Rewards and punishments

Sometimes it’s difficult to tell them apart, don’t you think?

And thanks to rote learning, they know a lot of very long poems in Norwegian, word-perfect, off by heart. Sadly, they don’t know what any of those words mean.

The wonderful, severe (and wonderfully severe) Cassie Hunter, or “The Hunteress”.

Do you sense she might be losing interest in the sexual side of this marriage?

Don’t worry. She’ll have time to get away, when the acid starts gushing out. Even in those high heels – she’ll be fine.

Oh well.

I don’t know the original source (something about it says “German” to me…), but I got this from the She is in charge tumblr.

[Edited: Paltego in the comments has kindly pointed out that this is Lady Ramirez, to be found at www.ladyramirez.com. So – at least we know who she is. As for the other… well we know he’s not Dave (or was it Dennis?) but otherwise the field’s wide open.]

Having your mouth full most of the time will probably help prevent you forming deep emotional attachments too.

Working it out

Yes, what is it? Well, I’ve got a little time. This boy down here is being very slow. Go ahead.

Oh yes.
I did say I’d allow you a reasonable number of orgasms, didn’t I? That was part of the deal.

All
right, so let’s work it out. How old are
you?

46? Are you?
Silly old pervert. It’s funny,
isn’t it, cos I’m just 19, and here you are letting me take charge? I wasn’t even born when you were my age now.

Oh
well, anyway. So how long you’ve been
masturbating? Since you were
thirteen? Nasty little baby pervert, you
were back then. Weren’t you?

I
asked you a question.

That’s
right: you were a nasty little baby pervert.

And
you’ll have had – what – six a week?
No? Maybe five? Oh dear, can’t you? Blimey, not exactly god’s gift to women were
you? All right, call it four.

Well
go on – work it out.

Waiting.

Still
waiting!

33
times 52 times 4, yes. Is…?

(Sigh)…yes,
you can use paper and a pen. No – hang
on! A pencil. Off you go.

6864? Are you sure?
Cos I’ll check on a calculator later.
And I’ll cane you the difference if you’ve got it wrong.

So…6864
sweaty nasty little orgasms, all on your own with a dirty magazine. Yes?

Right. Well that sounds like plenty to me. I don’t think we need any more of those, do
we?

I
asked you a question.

That’s
right: we don’t need any more of them.
So that’s that.

You’re going to have a lot of time on your hands, aren’t you? I think we’ll have you write out some lines. Like a naughty little schoolboy, caught playing with himself. “Masturbation is a filthy habit and I am very grateful that my Lady has given me the opportunity to spend my time writing lines, instead of playing with myself.” Got it? One hundred times.

So how long will that take you?

Oh, no. I think it’ll be longer than that. A lot longer, I’d say.

Well yes, obviously it’s 100 lines per wank. You need to be punished for each, don’t you?

I asked you a – that’s better.

Of you go, then. Get yourself some paper and get on with it. Plenty to do.

Tell you what, when I’m 46 I might let you have a celebratory wank,
OK? If you remind me. And if you can still get it up when you’re 70.

Or I might not. I’ll have to think about it. Plenty of time.

(The Lady in the picture, by the way, is Lady Sophia Black and she is just as beautiful as these pictures suggest and twice as creative and evil as the little story above pretends. She is, in short, wonderful.)