Stories and pictures themed around female domination and male subjugation and servitude. Unsuitable for children, for alpha males, for hard-core practitioners with an interest in the politics of bdsm and the mechanics of complicated rope work. Of interest to perverts like me, basically.
Fairly regularly, actually. Usually on Tuesday and Friday evenings.
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| Gives you a warm glow inside, knowing she’s in charge, doesn’t it? And outside too – obviously. |
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| I’m sure he can take it. Being chained up helps a lot, for a start. |
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| Women, eh! Never satisfied. |
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| I think they are antennae. I find it’s the antennae that usually get detached. Unless she insists that I chew of course – then it just all goes everywhere. Don’t you agree? |
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| Lucky, lucky us. |
… and I thought what I yam was a beta male, but apparently not. It turns out, I am an omega male:
Omega animals are subordinate to all others in the community, and are expected by others in the group to remain submissive to everyone. Omega animals may also be used as communal scapegoats or outlets for frustration, or given the lowest priority when distributing food.
Ah, let me be her outlet for frustration…
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| Yes, Ma’am. |
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| Not a beta – you see? |
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| Actually, good rough sander will have much the same effect – and it would be a lot cheaper. Fun, too. |
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| I’m sure she’ll think of something. |
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| There’s always a bit left over. |
…and the rest don’t really, but they’ll probably have a go if there’s nothing else to do.
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| Anyway, you need to go to bed early so you can get up in time to do all your chores, right? |
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| If you survive the mixing process, you’ll be encased in concrete forever. What’s not to like? |
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| Just routine. Nothing to worry about. |
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| 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. |
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| It’s partly that he doesn’t see new people very often, of course. |
…if you spot any of those, do let me know, won’t you?
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| No taxation without, err…. |
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| Sounds exciting. |
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| I always find the washing instructions on clothes hard to understand. So did he, apparently. |
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| It wouldn’t really be asking permission if she didn’t say no, now and then, would it? |
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| It rarely is, actually. In fact, I don’t know about you but I’ve always found the standard travel phrasebooks to be pretty useless in session. I’m thinking of writing in to complain. |
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| nnnn nnnNNN NNNGGG! nngg nnnng! |
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| Oh well. It’ll be agony this time, around, but…it’s not as if you masturbate often. Is it? |
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| Oddly, I understand this is one exception to the rule ‘everything tastes like chicken’. It just doesn’t. |
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| Good thing you’re into humiliation. You’ll be getting lots of that. |
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| Actually, it’ll be quite a bit cheaper than having it done back in a properly equipped facility in the First World. More holiday spending money – can’t object to that! |
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| Best to pretend you didn’t overhear anything. Just act normal…relaxed. |
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| I think he’s learning to be less of a dickhead. But it’s a slow process. |
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| It’s so rare to meet a woman who really understands… |
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| And then you never need worry about getting lost, ever again. No matter where you are, she can always track you down. |
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| Oh, women can be so silly. Does she really think he’ll have changed his mind, just because his wrists are shackled to that bar? I think someone’s going to be rather disappointed here! |
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| I don’t see why. Sounds like a great deal to me. |
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| 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. |
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| Good. It’s about time those pampered slaves at OWK learned the meaning of hard work and discipline. |
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| Yeah. Women can be sensitive about these things. Aren’t the little heel-marks cute, by the way? |
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| 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. |
I’m feeling them more and more often.
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| Best not to rush into these discussions. Give everyone a chance to calm down, to reflect on what was said and maybe even come to regret it? |
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| With dignity. Always with dignity. |
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| Glad we cleared that up. I hate ambiguity. Fortunately, so does she. |
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| He’ll apologise, too. |
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| Don’t know. Don’t care. |
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| Of course, this blog is strongly opposed to real bullying. Just keep it for play, in session, that’s what I say. Not that She ever listens, when I do. |
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| It’s odd the things women find sexy, isn’t it? For some it’s chunky jumpers, for others it’s brutal, relentless torture. Mars, Venus, whatever – you know? |
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| That sounds fair. I’m certainly not going to argue. |
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| She deserves a night off, I reckon. She can always pick it up wherever she left off, tomorrow morning. |
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| It’s not a good thing to go around with suspicious, negative thoughts about any relationship. If you start thinking ‘What if Mistress murders me?’ each time, then you’re just not going to enjoy the session, and who does it benefit anyway? I mean, really? |
If you’re lucky. If you’re unlucky, you might have to take the cane as well.
On we go.
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| I wonder if they have a ‘bring your daughter to work’ day, too? |
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| Best not to look nervous at this point. Just relax. I’m sure she’s very broadminded. |
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| The only thing worse than being locked up in chastity is being in chastity and not locked up, I think you’ll find. |
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| That’s a relief. |
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| Don’t even mention little blue men. Unless you want Victoria to cane you. Do you? Oh…OK. Well, go ahead then. |
