electrics – Page 10 – Contemplating the divine

You know I work all day to get you money to buy you things

They still holiday in the same place, and go down to the lake to the pier and occasionally she pushes him in for old times’ sake. It’s not always at the same time of year but it still has the same magic. Last February the ice was so thick it didn’t break when he fell on it – so much for global warming, huh?

Some men find it annoying and restrictive having to wear a shock collar, but really – it’s ten minutes sitting plugged in by the wall most days… maybe 15 minutes at most after a lot of use? Then you’re fully charged and can get on with your life in whatever way takes her fancy. It just takes a little planning that’s all.

Many men get excited at the thought of watching passionate lesbian sex, but believe me after a few years you kinda start to feel a bit jealous? Silly, I know…

Apparently
she’s having the schoolroom fitted out already. If she’s not even
pregnant yet, I have to say that seems a little premature.

As I’ve always said: there’s no job a woman can do that a man can’t do too. Just more slowly, not as well and with someone of a superior gender in charge to make sure he doesn’t fuck it up. Which, admittedly, doesn’t work too well when flying a plane. But Billy can have his dreams – then he’ll grow up, meet a nice girl who’ll sweep him off his feet and he’ll settle down as a happy househusband, I expect.

Heavenly correction

He’s actually not really into BDSM. Poor guy… probably hating every moment. Still, that’s a brave little smile.

Come on – what could possibly go wrong? Apart from that faulty power surge protector and I’m pretty sure that’s working properly now.

She’s really sweet once you get to know her.

There’s nothing quite so empowering for a domme as going round cleaning just after a sub has flounced around for an hour “cleaning”.

I tried switching once. After about five minutes the female submissive started shouting at me for being so bad at it and I ended up apologising and having to write out “I am the most feeble, unexciting excuse for a Master ever” 500 times. But then, when you think about it, she didn’t do that well herself, did she?

Back in harness

So, here we are. Back from my fabulous tour of the Greek islands. Well… I assume we toured the Greek islands. There aren’t actually any windows in the middle galley deck of a trireme, so I am not quite sure, but we definitely went from one place to another, sometimes quite fast. We had some lovely tour guides, who encouraged us along, while this big bald guy played a drum (somewhat repetitively in my view, but even the most sophisticated musical talent has to begin somewhere I suppose). These tour guides didn’t speak any English, but they managed to get their message across quite effectively.

I hope you all had a good time while I was gone. Back to normal, as from today.

I quite liked this one. Why should safewords only work in one direction?

If I got the chance, that is.

I hope she realises that we submissives need to stick together.

There are many words that sound like bitch. Very few that sound like cattle prod. Or feel like one.

Indeed we don’t. Not after the last time.

Denagratrix

Thank goodness for modern anaesthetics

Speaking of modern anaesthetics, for those of you into extreme femdom violence, torture and castration, here’s a sweet little move clip I found.

I’m encouraged already, actually.

…and if I do?

You can download an app that’ll translate any length of text into morse code. She discovered that the next day…

The annual performance reviews can be a bit brutal.

Nonsensual BDSM

Of course, it’s more effective to kill mens’ lib off with kindness and reasoned argument. But not nearly as much fun.

I suppose a blowjob is out of the question? You might as well ask… it couldn’t hurt.

Thank goodness she gave you a safeword. OK, she’s gagged you and also forgotten it. But I think that demonstrates her commitment to responsible play.

Oh, nobody still beats her own husband in this day and age do they?

Goodness, what a long one, as no one in the history of the planet has ever said to me.

Pet sounds

Let’s hope she’s not trying for a multiple orgasm today.

If they do a good job, she’ll probably want to buy the monthly pass. Works out a lot cheaper.

Hi Belinda. You know, about pain play… I’ve been thinking.

And then he has to sow the wheat but after that he can take a bit of a rest until harvest time. Apart from practicing for the competition at the Country Fair, obviously.

Oh dear. I hope she’s not too disappointed.

Violence is golden

Actually, I understand a day is like a whole beetle year. So in beetle years, you’ve got, what… 6 minutes left, maybe longer? And it’s not like you’ll be dying all in one go, anyway.

I don’t have any secret embarassing thoughts about women. They’re all laid out here, for all to see,

A little food goes a long way in the OWK.

Cherishing’s very important. She’s going to insist on lots of that.

It’s silly to be afraid of the sea, anyway. You know, you can drown in just a few inches of water, right? Especially with handcuffs on. My SO told me that once and likes to remind me of it from time to time.

Cower pose

Actually, little wifey has a spare and could easily be persuaded that medical monitoring at work is important too.

Remember: she loves you and would never want to cause you any pain. But sometimes she feels she has to.

Nicer, but dimmer.

It’s quite a slow way to communicate. But effective.

She believes equally in strict maternal and uxorial discipline.

And when force is gone, there’s always Mom

Hi Mom!

She’s right you know. It’s the first thing a new husband should learn: always ask permission. Humbly. Even when she’s being an impossible girl.

Boundaries, consequences… firmness. I was reading about it in a book about making your marriage work. Well… I say it was about marriage. Technically, it was about dog training. But the principles are the same.

Best years of his life. And many, many more to come, I suspect.

I am. They have a mission statement, you know. It’s quite inspiring. Oh… now what was it again?

Boundaries, consequences. Didn’t I tell you?

Callous talk

…doesn’t cost lives, in my experience, rather a few hundred pounds stuffed into an envelope and left closed but not sealed within the bag containing a gift.

Oh, he’s got nothing else to do down there in the basement. Might as well have some fun with him.

Large vagina humiliation. It’s the latest thing in the female submission world. I’d be really good at it, but sadly I have no dominant instincts.

I don’t think the verbal reasoning test should have much weight. The job mostly involves responding to simple, clear instructions.

I think it’s outrageous that convicted rapists receive free medical treatment anyway, actually. They should stop mollycoddling them like that – it’s supposed to be a pumishment, after all.

She’d take some of the other men with her too – the ones who know that no one will be coming for them within the three days – but Angie would object. She says one man around the home is enough, possibly even more than enough.