Downton domination – Contemplating the divine

Men aren’t smart enough to go it alone

As dear old Plum’s Bertie Wooster noted, but even back in the early twentieth century, they were fortunate enough to have women to lead ahead or walk sternly behind them. More Downton domination.

Men say, it’s criminal, what women’ll do

What they’re forgetting is, this is 1922!

Ah, would that it were! Or possibly 1932 or thereabouts…. Downton Domination, anyway.

PS: To the Repentant Sorceress, you should not longer be blocked (and puns are definitely OK, or this blog would disappear into a black hole of hypocrisy).

A hundred years on

Or thereabouts. More Downton domination; my series of increasingly unimaginative captions set mainly during the inter-war period (although they did not call it that at the time, for some reason, just as few describe our years as the pre-matriarchal era).

Canings and crumpets

“We’ll take our tea in the punishment room, Watkins, as I’m afraid His Lordship needs an extended session today. No tea for him of course but do ask Cook to whip up one of her marvellous horseradish enemas, will you?”

More Downton Domination.

And she’s got brains enough for two, which is the exact quantity the girl who marries you will need

More Downton Domination: captioned images of high society and lowered trousers, in the 1930s and a little bit beyond.

The title of course is a quote from one of those frightfully amusing tales by dear old Plum.

You know how it is with some girls. They seem to take the stuffing right out of you.

I mean to say, there is something about their personality that paralyses the vocal cords and reduces the contents of the brain to cauliflower.

P. G. Wodehouse, Right-Ho, Jeeves!

Yes, it’s more Downton Domination.

As keen as mustard

… which is to be used in a poltice and secured firmly on the bodily part in question. More tales of domination with decorum, from Downton days.

Darling, it was positively savage!

To provide welcome relief from the brutal vulgarity of much of today’s femdom, here are some more Downton Domination captions, recalling a more elegant age when brutality was not so vulgar.

Taking on a governess just on the offchance that at some point you might have children might have seemed an unnecessary expenditure at the time, but actually it’s been the best decision she ever took.

If you can’t, I’m sure she can. Or you could ask Reynolds what *she* thinks, although her approach might be less refined, as she’s from a rough background.

A perfect place to engage in traditional country pursuits.

Of course she knows she’ll have to give him back eventually, but there’s no rush, is there? Anyway, they started it.*

* Yes they did, they invaded Poland.

Here’s a bit of a how do you do!

Yes, here are even more modern femdom notions awkwardly crowbarred into scenes of elegant soirées, lusty stable-lads and thoroughly modern (and simply thrillingly butch!) lesbians… it’s another Downton Domination post.

Pre-war, obviously. During the war, bacon fat and lard were on the ration, so they just had to make do as best they could. Still, mustn’t complain: there was a war on, you know.

Looks like she’s planning to keep her chin up, no matter what. You might find yourself doing the same.

Men were men in those days – and knew how to take a marital beating like a man, too. Try not to let the side down, old chap, hmm?

She’s making sacrifices for her country: you, specifically.

Some might regret the passing of those days when a wife would see it as her duty to do whatever it took to satisfy her man sexually, like that. I won’t comment.

Darling, it was simply divine!

Yes, more of those scenes of pre-war femdom. Oh I know it can be bit of a bore at times and absolute murder on the bloody knees, but chin up and bear it, eh? Worse things happen at sea, you know.