Category: female-led relationships

Mean and nasty and pretty and horrible

Or pinches any other parts for that matter. Ouch.  Only eight hours to go, though…

Yes, that should work.  I certainly wouldn’t expect many erections any time soon, anyway.

They’re very nice shoes too.

If you want to get to know her better, you could try joining her reading circle.





My SO and I are agreed that wearing fur is cruel. That’s why she wears so much of it.







(Yup, same old anti-Vietnam littering-based protest song, Steve.  But I’m hoping no one will notice the repetition.)

There’s something she forgot to say to you

Celebrate the conscious liberation of the female state!

The company has a very strict policy agaimst sexual harassment too.  So don’t worry about that. If you’re groped, or propositioned or demeaned in any way, you can complain to your boss, right then and there.

Hmm.  Looks like he’s going to be spending a lot of time bent over the the engine, today.

She might have her own list of course.
Nope.  No hangups there.  None whatsoever. I have five years of blog postings to prove it.

 

Female liberation. Quite the best sort.

Since love is blind, then from the mind, all womankind should rout them.

… because she hates men.

It’s nice when newlyweds have pet names for each other.  But ‘bully’ just isn’t appropriate.  ‘Boss’ is a good one – he could try that, maybe?


I’m glad she’s taking precautions because some itching powders can be really nasty.  But see those gloves?  That’s safe BDSM play.  She’ll be fine. 

Oh – stop worrying!  They’re not going to starve to death or anything!  This blog can’t abide excessively violent scenes, you know that.  No: they’ll die of thirst long before they starve.

Let’s hope this one turns out better than the previous 117.  But if not, that’s valuable knowledge too.  Science: it’s all about reproducibility of the results.
Very lightly.  Safe, sane, consensual – remember?


Well versed in etiquette

Fastidious and precise.

Maybe ask for a prescription for some painkillers?

Well, obviously not every month.  That would be silly.  But maybe occasionally..?

Shame clothing. I’ve never found I’ve needed it.

Who needs pocket money when your skirts don’t even have pockets?

Hmm.  It might be a while before the next blog posting.  And it might be a bit dull… (more so than usual, even).




A little talk







Hey honey. You wanna talk about what you saw Mommy and Daddy
doing last night?
No, I know you don’t honey. 
But I think we should.  It’s
nothing to be ashamed or afraid about. 
Mommy and daddy were just a bit surprised when you burst into our room
like that, that’s all.
See… when a man loves a woman very much he wants to… well,
to make her happy.  And Daddy likes to
make Mommy happy you see, because he loves me very much.  And when a man and a woman are married, what
you saw last night is one of the things they do.
Well, sure it hurts Daddy, honey.  Like at school, when Mrs Andrews hits you
with the paddle. Only Daddy takes his shorts off, so I guess it hurts even
more.
Yeah, I have a cane too, honey.  And you know how much that hurts from when
you had to see the Headmistress that time, don’t you?
But see, Daddy doesn’t really mind that it hurts.  Because he wants to make me happy and he
knows that I’ll only do that to him when there’s something he’s done that makes
me cross, you see.
Yeah, I know how much you hate being paddled, honey.  But that’s Mrs Andrews.  She’s an old lady.  Daddy wouldn’t like being paddled by an old
lady.  But when a man and a woman are
about the same age, it’s different, see, because – 
Like you and Suzie? 
What do you mean, like you and Suzie, honey? Suzie Franklin?
No, really honey, just tell me.  Mommy promises not to be angry.
Did she?  Wow.  Over her knee like a little boy, huh?  Did she pull your trousers down when she
smacked you?
Mmmm.  Well, yeah, OK.
That’s kinda the same thing.  I used to
spank boys across my knee when I was a teenager too, actually!  It’s a good game.  Did you enjoy it?
Yeah?  It got
stiff?  Did that feel good?  Sure, no, that’s great.
Well yeah, see, that’s just like it feels between me and
Daddy, honey.  Only Daddy’s thing can’t
get stiff because of that tube.
Suzie’s a really nice girl, isn’t she?  I’ve always liked her – big and strong, like
her Mom!
So… do you wanna invite Suzie round some time?  Maybe for Sunday lunch?  You could help Daddy with the cooking, how
about that? Girls really like it when boys cook for them, and serve them at
table and stuff like that. And maybe if Suzie’s not happy about any of the food
or your attitude, maybe she could take you upstairs with a hairbrush, huh?
Well, yeah.  Kinda
like a girlfriend, honey.  Do you think
she’d like that?
Well, I think she’d like that.  You’re a cute boy – I’m sure lots of girls
want to put you across their knee!
Oh – hey!  Don’t be
embarrassed honey!  I’m not embarrassed,
am I?  No.  I’m really glad we’ve had this talk.
Now why don’t you go and tell Daddy he can come down?  He’s up on the landing, standing in his
naughty corner with his face against the wall. 
You can tell him we’ve had this little talk, and that it’s all OK now,
OK? It was really Daddy’s fault see – he was supposed to lock our door.  So Mommy got quite cross with him, and he’s
probably still quite sore.  But actually,
I think I’m glad all this happened, so we could have this talk!  Aren’t you?
I’m sure Suzie will be. I think I’m really going to like Suzie. 

Now do you want to dance, or do you want to bite?

Not that I approve of many more of the lyrics.

Wow – big decision, huh?  Thank goodness she’s already taken it so you don’t have to.
 
 

 

I had a rectal examination on my last trip to the doctor’s. So embarrassing!  I’m not taking that bus again!
 
 
 

 

Perhaps they could vote on it.
 
 

 

Wow.  She’s pretty easy-going, huh?  I wish my SO let me just beg for things whenever I like, like that.
 
 

  

Trick question – you’re doing both.

Power is nothing without control

…but together, they can be a real turn-on.

On we go.

 

 

Yeah.  Those sorts of arguments can leave quite a nasty taste in the mouth, I find.
 
 

 

Home-made is always best.

 

Think happy thoughts.  No rush.
 
 
Actually, the last laugh is on her because I’m a humiliation freak and I’m going to find this absolutely mortifying!
 

 

Let’s hope he’s forgiven you for cuckolding him.  Because you’ll be spending a lot of time together.

Love is…

… savage and cruel and it shines like destruction.

Or at least, I’ve always found it to be so.

I usually deal with it by shrieking like a little girl, thrashing helplessly against the bonds and frantically begging for forgiveness. I guess everyone has their own way, huh?
 
 
 

 

She shouldn’t worry about a thing. He’s really good at toppling over onto his side.
 
 

 

Yes, I suppose that would be very special.
 
 

 

Well, that’s a bit last-minute isn’t it?   Honestly – that Raoul!  He does make me cross sometimes, he really does.
 
 
Letting daylight in on industrial light and magic.
 

Feeling her pain

Some men aren’t very good at that, but with the help of a really determined woman, you’ll find you become quite good at it.  Try practicing at a fixed time each week, for example.

I think once a day is usually enough for me, when it comes to cold showers, but occasionally I wake up in the morning needing a quick one.
 
 

 

And you wouldn’t want to be offensively unsubmissive.  Anyway, that’s illegal.
 
 

 

I suppose those other men have to keep their session visits secret from their wives. Must be awful.
 
 

 

Yes, Mary can be kind like that.  Eventually.
 
 

 

Yeah, c’est la vie.  Che sera sera.