Domesticated

Feral males can be such a nuisance, especially in urban areas, don’t you think?  These ladies could sort all that out.

Femdom military discipline no less
The ladies in the picture do actually seem to be carrying canes.  Isn’t that great?  swords.  Not canes, swords.  Oh well..maybe a quick 20 with the flat… hmmm?

This is the Chilean army according to the divine Ms Ayesha, so there we are.  Chile.  Long and thin.  Very much so.  I’ll admit I don’t know much else about Chile… but I know what I like.


A bleak lonely and miserable caption about kinky sex
If he only realised it, the triple whipping he gets occasionally is for his wedding anniversary.  But men – they always forget, don’t they?


Lobotomised for love of a woman
I think it’s a bit cruel. It’s not as if most men have that many brain cells to begin with.


Dominatrices keep you guessing
Of course, she doesn’t use spurs and riding whip.  Not on a pony.


Chastity cuckold honeymoon stuff
Easy for her to say.  She didn’t have to spend the night sleeping in the hotel corridor.

Even naughtier words

So, a while ago, I published a post drawing attention to – oh hang on, you want a sexy picture don’t you?

Got one right here…hold on a moment…don’t go off to tumblr yet, ah – here we go!

Ouch.  Anyway, I was just saying that occasionally I like to draw attention to the fact that this blog doesn’t just publish pictures but words too.  It’s quite a while since I wrote many stories, but in the early days on Contemplating the Divine (it was originally all in ASCII format incidentally; quite a challenge) there were lots.  And newer readers of the blog might not realise that.

Of course, they’re easy enough to find using the ‘fiction’ tag in the cloud to the right there, just below the lovely lady with the whip, but I like to be helpful (my name is a clue, there) so here are some links to some more of those early tales.

If at first you don’t succeed.  A rather typical “Mistress Valerie and Sandra” story, based on two ladies I used to know (who had different names).  Light-hearted, depending for humour and erotic effect on the contrast between the casual nature with which the ladies treat matters that are, for the submissive, of painful urgency.  As indeed do most of my captions, actually.  Anyway, here’s another, about Daylight saving time.

Serena stories, like this one called Crossed Wires, on the other hand, while also intended to be humorous, are rather heavier.  Mistress ‘Valerie’ mistreats her slaves without really noticing.  Serena enjoys their agony. She is also surgically trained; quite a good combination.  I have just written a new Serena story… 6500 words, so coming in spurts, as it were, fairly soon.

I think this one was intended as a Serena story, but she ended up being called Sabrina.  Possibly just an idiotic mistake on my part.  Wouldn’t be the first.

In the morning is just a silly little tale, turning on the difference between the sweeping romantic love with which we sub-males invest our relationships and perhaps a more practical, matter-of-fact approach from our (in this case loving) superiors.

This one is a sort-of school story, but like many of my captions, it’s intended to lift the curtain a little on professional domme relationships.  It’s heavily inspired by a story called Dame School in the wonderful collection by Louise Malatesta: The Queen of the Grove.  If you take your kink very seriously, you won’t like this sort of thing.  But for me, it actually adds to the humiliation that the school scene is not real.  As I explain to pro-dommes gracious (and unlucky) enough to receive me – I don’t want them actually to pretend that I’m a naughty boy.  I’m a middle-aged pervert being treated like a naughty boy… and they are very welcome to express their contempt and amusement at that.

This one, about a femdom programme taking control of the computer, actually seems to get a lot of hits. Maybe it’s the title?  People search for femdom story, and get this?  Good. 

I do quite a lot of this sort of thing – little pastiches of fairy tales and so on.  A bit like captions really.

Finally, I’d completely forgotten it but I wrote a huge, three part tale early on in this blog’s history, about a guy who is living a very heavy femdom relationship, but doesn’t realise it (oh, you’ll just have to read it to see what I mean).  Bizarrely, I remember thinking at the time, this was a nice little idea that could be dealt with in a paragraph or two.    A Normal Marriage Part 1, followed by Part 2, and then concluded with the excitingly-named Part 3.

Right.  If you’ve read down this far, I reckon you deserve another picture of a lovely, don’t you?

Restraining orders

Yes please.  Those.

These too:

Bikini briefs and pet play
The leash is invisible, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t one there.


Money domme makes good
Rather a thoughtless gift, as she can’t drive, don’t you think?  I expect he’ll be punished for that.  When she can be bothered.


Pain inflicted lovingly and steadily
Pain-killers don’t work, anyway. I was taking some, for a minor condition, but when I went to visit my Significant Other the nipple clamps still hurt like hell.  I’m thinking of complaining to the Adertising Standards Authority.

I cant remmebre what this femdom caption was about
Yes, being caged up for that long is pretty scary.  But not as scary as Lucy.


Hathaway with my heart
That would be really helpful, actually.  I find that almost every day, there are some moments when I catch myself not thinking about Anne.  Of course, it doesn’t happen often, but it’s still a bit worrying.

They who must be obeyed

The title based of course on the splendid in concept (but disappointing in realisation – just ask a frustated 13 year old desperately looking for femdom material in the early 1980s) nineteenth century novel She, by H Rider Haggard.  There’s actually a sequel too, called Ayesha (although I always thought it ought to have been called She’s Back), which puts me in mind of a remarkable lady with a more serious and worthy blog than this one. She has introduced me and others to the concept of “saudade“, which makes me think that I am perhaps spiritually Galician-Portuguese. 

Anyway, this isn’t getting those captioned images of female domination onto your screens and into your brains, so we’d better get on with it.

Judicial caning x2
Or don’t keep calm.  That bit’s up to you.


Naturally
I think she’ll come to appreciate the gift in time.  Young love is all very well, but experienced wives know the value of a good leather whip.


Even
If you’re considering asking for a refund, do bear in mind that she is still holding the whip.


Public humiliation and respect
I don’t know why some men pay for public humiliation.  It’s easy enough to get it for free, I find.


Littls snuff scene here but tastefully done
She genuinely doesn’t want to drown him.  There was such a fuss about the last one, after all.

Sometimes I just need a firm hand

Someone else’s, I mean.  Maybe one of these ladies might oblige?

Glamour femdom blonde
I’m sure Katie won’t mind.  She’s very easygoing.

Isn’t that a wonderful expression? Almost takes your mind off the – ooh! -spikes…



It hurts where the dominatrix nurse wants it to hurt
Just about everywhere, eventually.  But starting off with the pain quite concentrated, in a few sensitive spots, I expect.






Castratix and here little emasculation hobby
I love this one.


Wifely discipline can leave a nasty taste
Or she might just tell you to swallow.  We’ll see.

Naughty words

Just a brief, non-image post today, because –

OK, OK maybe just one image to make the links columns more attractive, here you are:

Hmm.  She looks rather cross, doesn’t she?  Better hurry on past.
Anyway, what I wanted to say, was that this didn’t start out primarily as a blog for captioned images.  I started it off to publish some stories I had written over the years, and then I tried my hand at a few captions (it only takes one hand, fortunately)…and nowadays it seems I do little else.  It takes so much longer to write a story than a caption, and the photos are lovely too, so I haven’t written one for ages.
Increasingly I see links to this as a photo blog – which is great but it’s not only that – so I thought I’d point out to newer readers that there are lot of stories in the early months (first half 2011).
Links to some below, then I’ll probably post links to a few more some time.  Or you can just use the ‘fiction’ tag in the cloud over to the right there.
Air divine  Femdom airlines, basically.  Very much my kind of thing!  Written a long time ago, for my former Significant Other, a domme I adored. She claimed (rather sweetly I always thought) to find my stories and other writings amusing.  But with this one, I think she really meant it.
Chopped and changed Written specifically for this blog, stories featuring Serena tend to be rather extreme. The title’s a bit of a clue too.
Tomorrow’s World  This one is a parody of a 1970s British TV show about science.  So if you haven’t seeen that, you won’t get it.  Sorry.
Huge caption This actually started as a caption (regular readers will be wearily familiar with my attempts to fit text the length of a nineteenth century Russian novel onto the side of a picture).  But it just growed so I’m calling it a story.
Misappliance of Science An attempt at humour, as a party of bored schoolgirls are led around a huge science and manufacturing centre dedicated to – guess what – the enslavement and punition of males. Part 2 here.
Waiting  One of my very few serious stories.  A lot of you liked this.
More new endings Despite the title, this is a new ending for only one old tale: Cinderella.
Scenes  Little vignettes, which could almost be captions really.  Written a long time ago, for two ladies I knew.  Their names have been changed.  My own favourite story from this period is this one.  And it also gave me a chance to publish a picture of Raquel Welch (from the femdom episode of Mork and Mindy and if you don’t believe me that there was one, you can ask Mr Youtube).
That’s it for now.
Oh OK, just one more picture this time, then.  Isn’t she lovely?

Mildly pornographic and feebly humorous captioned images relating to female domination

…well, the subtle post headers don’t seem to attract as much traffic as the more literal ones, so I thought I’d try a different tack.  On with the show:




Sexy babysitter - shame youll be locked up
Well, at least she hasn’t invited her boyfriend over like the last one.




The thighs...
Genies… just when they think they’ve seen it all, they can still be surprised, huh?


Dangerous is sexy and vice versa
I think an important lesson will be learned here, don’t you?


Pain management lessons
Don’t worry, she’s recently taken an advanced-level course in pain management.  She’s really good at it.


Another castratrix image oh my
Could you get some milk as well? Thanks, you’re a treasure.

Unconditionally surrendered

The human furniture was easier to dispose of.
She did promise you a night to remember.


Male prostitute female client
You’ll earn those extra dollars. 


How disgraceful another catratrix caption
I went out once a girl once who had a castration fetish.  We haven’t seen each other for years, but there’s a part of me that will always be hers.

(Thank you.  Thank you.  I’ll be here all week.  Hey – how many castratrices does it take to change a lightbulb…)


 
Implied disciplinary wife
Good thing you’re not going anywhere today.  Plenty of time to talk about it.
Incidentally, if you like this blog (and I have to tell you: you’re really wasting your time here if you don’t), you’ll almost certainly like this one as well.  He doesn’t put the captions in the pictures, but the basic idea of encapsulating a scene in a few pithy (?) sentences is much the same, and he has some really lovely, sexy, funny ones: Improbable fun

When sorry is the easiest word to say

Femdom wives know best
She can be quite merciful, actually.  Just never when you really need her to be.

Trimmed to perfection
That’s a bit unfair.  I mean, it’s already quite a dainty one to begin with, isn’t it?  Not many excess ‘unsightly inches’ down there, even now.

Geek domme
And then tomorrow you can move on to Riemann manifolds, because it’s Saturday.

Chaste boyfriend
True friendship.  That’s got to be more important than some shallow, meaningless relationship based on nothing but sex, right?  

Love among the tears
Yes.
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