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.
… there is no use trying to reform it. The crueler it is, the sooner it will be over. General Sherman said that. Smart boy.
Yes… it’s another World War M post. It’s been a while. But war is eternal.
These girls know all about that. They’ve stared war in the face and slapped it more times than they like to remember. Was it worth it? That’s one for the history girls to decide. But each of these soldiers has made her own peace with the goddesses of war.
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| I suspect she’s already got the job on the basis of her proven leadership potential. |
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| At least twelve years… and that’s subject to good behaviour. Admittedly, almost every single inmate is on his very best behaviour every second of every day, from about day two or three onward…. but nonetheless, somehow very few of them manage to qualify for early release. I suppose the wardens are just being careful, bless them… protecting the public. |
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| Not sure permission to kneel was actually formally given, there, was it? Hmmm. |
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| It must be a lot of fun having an underground swimming pool – this rich couple I know had one constructed, and I’m not sure I’ve seen the husband since it was completed. Apparently he spends all his time down there. |
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| Oh, right. Well, if Raoul has needs, obviously that’s different. Sigh. |
…with apologies for the unusually awful pun in the title, even by the standards of this blog, we happily present more femdom captions from a time before those words even existed. But there are some timeless verities and female superiority is one such.
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| Hmm… maybe Karen Gillan was wrong. |
Another totally forgettable song from that pointless 80s guy, having his career saved by the goddesses in his videos. Is it just me, or does the goddess annoyingly hidden by his left shoulder (reminder for male readers: his left is our right) at about 3.30 look like she’s thinking about something else? And the goddess on the second row far left (our left, boys… not that difficult) just looks embarrassed throughout.
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| Oddly enough, if you really understood her plan, you wouldn’t be worried about the animal in the middle there, but about the teddy bear to the right. I don’t want to spoil the surprise – just consent, and you’ll find out soon enough. |
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| There’s also ‘lucky dip’, where he gets to spin a wheel marked with the numbers one to five at the start of each week. But – shhhh! – if his patroness wants that spin to result in a particular outcome… well, that’s doable, if you know what I mean. |
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| Some people are like that – they’ll just drop everything if someone else asks. She can actually be quite assertive, so don’t assume this is typical. She’s no doormat. He is, but that’s more a literal description than a judgement of his character. |
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| Ungrateful little sod. You’d think he’d be pleased to get out and stretch his… his… well, whatever part or parts of his anatomy are about to be stretched, I suppose. |
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| Try to be worthy of the honour. |
…strap him down to a table, clip his eyelids open and squeeze the juice into them.
Too unpleasant for you? Then you definitely will not want to watch this clip of women (as the title indicates) brutally torturing men to death.
No, seriously, you won’t. That clip is not some kind of happy S&M consensual game, nor are the terrified victims saved at the last minute from the evil torturers (don’t you hate it when that happens in mainstream movies?). It is possibly the most unpleasant, brutal mainstream clip I have ever seen. Very nasty stuff.
I mean, who could possibly enjoy that sort of thing? You’d have to be a truly sick weirdo to get any kind of sexual pleasure from that. Simply horrible, it is. Vile.
Mmmm.
Anyway, on we go!
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| Some poor sod’s going to have to clean that up, you know. |
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| ‘Non-lethal’ is how I like my femdom play. |
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| Yes, let’s hope Ellie doesn’t take it out on them. She’d got a terrible temper, you know. |
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| The people have spoken… the ones wanking online, anyway, and that’s good enough for her. |
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| Thank goodness none of that applies to any of us, eh readers? Imagine the (fully justified) self-loathing you’d have to feel to get off on something like this. |
Just a bonus post with a few pet names for those beloved unsung hero(ine)s of femdom: the implements.
Normal service with pictures of lovely ladies will resume on Tuesday. Well, there’s one very lovely lady, pictured with her friend Caroline. But only at the end.
That was my SO’s advice to me, soon after we married. As with all her advice, following it has made my life a lot easier.
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| And if at first she doesn’t succeed, no harm in trying again. |
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| Make sure you empty the bath with buckets and carry the soapy water back down to a proper drain when you’re done, OK? It’s more environmentally friendly. Or just remind her to make sure you do it – that’s probably going to be more effective, actually. |
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| Awkward. |
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| Thank goodness someone’s there to keep up standards. |
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| Don’t worry – she’ll be keeping an eye on the situation, via the livestream. She’ll step in if she decides it’s all too much. |
They always make sure that their New Year resolutions are kept.
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| It’s odd, because generally she prefers to be asked for her approval for everything I do. |
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| Now this one’s just putting on a show of indifference to suit the ‘callous uncaring domme’ persona. Inside, she’s a swirling mess of worry that licking up cow shit might make you horribly ill, but she is concealing it – true professional that she is. |
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| She does teasing and denial play too. That’s when you pay her and fuck off, frustrated and lonely. It’s only very subtly different from the findomme variant, to be honest. |
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| Happiest day of your life, boy. Remember that. |
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| Looks like she has stuff lying around the house she doesn’t need or want any more. Many people do, at this time of year. Best to just take the bold decision to throw it out, rather than leave it cluttering the place up. She won’t regret it. |
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| Hmmm… nothing springs to mind. Still, as long as the two of you are talking about it, that’s a good start. |
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| There’s also a scheme now to get paid to feed power back into the grid, which might explain why so many dommes these days have started offering treadmill sessions. |
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| All kinds of feelings can be communicated through dance: humiliation, shame, timidity… it’s a very expressive medium. |
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| He won’t be able to afford to pay for any more domination sessions, poor chap, but maybe he’ll have had his fill of that sort of thing by then. |
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| Fortunately it is a mistake that is easy to rectify. Easy for the person doing the actual rectifying, anyway. |
Did everyone get what they wanted for Christmas? I hope so. I didn’t, not really. But apparently I got what I needed and what I deserved, which I’m given to understand is actually better for me. So that’s nice.
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| I wonder what she’s talking about. The usual explanatory notes didn’t come with this one, I’m afraid. |
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| I remember – very soon after I started seeing the lady who became my SO – very nervously broaching the subject of whether she might be prepared to try incorporating a little light spanking play into our bedroom routines. But she wasn’t really up for it. She said she preferred to stick with the bullwhip, shock baton and testicle clamps so I just pretended I’d been joking and I dropped the whole subject. I’ve often wondered how my life might have been different, had she said she’d try it… but it’s no use wishing for what might have been, is it? |
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| Well… sex is important in her work, just as crime is important in a policewoman’s. |
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| It’s going better than she’d dared to hope and she hasn’t even reached the gravel yet. |
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| Oh dear… she’s not exactly trying to make you feel special, is she? But then, you’re not. |
