Category: Downton domination

Keep smiling through

Fans (there aren’t many) of the Downton Domination series here probably, like me, feel a subtle frisson when contemplating the nannies, chaste husbands and simply frightfully modern lesbians who feature in those tales.  How can we simply enjoy tales of thrashings, chastity and forced homosexuality among this carefree inter-war generation, knowing the global catastrophe that was to overtake them in a few short years?  I don’t know about you, but I for one cannot enjoy a good wank to femdom porn, in the presence of uncertainty about how it relates to the rise of global fascism and the collapse of the false hope of international order founded on the League of Nations.

So today we run the reel of history forward, so to speak, to see the heroism of ordinary women and men – mainly women, obviously – from the darkest days of the Blitz through to the triumph of democracy.

NB: before anyone points it out, yes I realise the same lovely lady appears in several different roles in these images. She is not simultaneously a British secret agent, a headmistress of a rather superior girls’ school and a gallant Frenchwoman risking all to shelter a downed British airman.  She is an actress.

















Simply frightful!

More tales of female domination from a more elegant era.


 

Oh dear, how very tiresome.




And when you’re competent at the basics, perhaps you could try your hand at felching?  I’ve heard it’s simply divine.




Mind you, they say being married is an education in itself.



Erm… yes, I actually think I do.  Very much.


One must simply find amusement where one can, when spending time in the colonies.  Of course, it’s important not to let standards slip – but I doubt Kitty has.



The good old days

More images from those golden years before society went to the dogs.  When chaps went out to rule the empire with nothing more than a cleft stick, a good solid education thrashed into them at one of the better public schools and a memsahib with firm opinions about household management.

It’s more Downton domination.

Chaps back then weren’t supposed to cry in public, but you know I’m willing to bet that tears flowed from time to time in the privacy of the marital chamber, whenever men recalled their school years with the help of their loving wives.


She seems like rather a forward young lady, proposing a trip to the kinema (‘pictures’ indeed – and she a schoolmistress!) before she has even been properly introduced! Still, she seems to have some sound ideas in her head, so I suppose it’ll be all right.
I suppose a little fresh air while he was being thrashed never did a chap any harm.
Funny, really – after hating the floggings and humiliations inflicted at school, to find oneself married to a girl who likes nothing better than to apply the same methods.  It does make you wonder if there might be something in all that guff that Freud chappie writes, don’t you think?
I always thought there was something a bit rum about that stable boy with the long hair.  Tell you what – pay close atention to the noises he makes when he’s buggering you.  If he’s enjoying it too much, we might have a homosexual on our books – and I imagine the Police would like to be informed about that! 





Simply frightful

More Downton domination.  That’s all. 


Thank goodness for that.













He’s lucky.  They had something back then that the modern world has lost, I think.

Poor thing.  She was very upset when her husband disappeared, you know.  Made all the domestic staff except Havers leave the house for a week.
I won’t say anything to her directly, but I do think she’s not making a very good job of managing the staff.  First she hires a stable-boy who seems to know nothing about horses, then she hires a governess when there’s no children to take care of and I’ve just heard that both scullery maids have been given notice!  So who’s going to scrub the floors?

Nothing worse than cold tea, is there?


Further Downton

More of these.  


I should apologise to male readers in advance, many of whom may find some of the material here not to their taste: several of the captions contain a lot of words, some of them quite long and obscure, such as ‘vicarious’, ‘distraught’ and ‘conscientious’.  If it’s too difficult for you, try asking a woman (if you know any) what the words mean, or you can just masturbate to the pictures of the pretty ladies looking stern, all right?












Downton on your knees

Sorry about that.  I find it hard to resist a pun, no matter how bad. If only there were someone who could mete out painful consequences for such lapses of judgement on my part… whom I could pay to judge me, find fault and punish me. But obviously no such profession exists, so I suppose I’ll just carry on.

Anyway, Downton day today!  I won’t say where I got the photos. You might recognise the sytyle, I’ve used similar before.  The photographer has a lot more on his web site and I’m sure you can find it but probably best not to jump there straight from this site as I doubt he would appreciate this particular use of his images.  I wouldn’t want to have to take this post down … ton.







P.S.  Nothing at all to do with Downton but Oh My Goddess  look at this! 

Superior judgement

She didn’t ask what Tony thought of it, of course. He’d have just the same opinion as Jane, anyway.

Don’t worry, if you haven’t brought one she’s probably got something you’ll be able to use to become really sorry.
They had to lift the ban on cruel and unusual punishments, of course.


They seem very nice, don’t they?
Behind the scenes, the Avengers movies are a lot more femdom than they seem. I’ll just mention that Iron Man is not the only one who wears a rigid metal shell, and leave it at that, I think.


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