femdom – Page 64 – Contemplating the divine

So much Rule 18

Rule 18, for those of you not familiar with this blog, advises dommes to “Try to avoid sessions with clients who have really specific fetishes and can’t get off unless it is done exactly right.” Obviously, being directed at (or ‘humbly proffered to’) dommes, it is more what you’d call a ‘guideline’ than an actual rule*. Nonetheless, it seems to me a useful principle and as I wank work my way around the Internet I am forcibly struck by how very often it is flouted**.

Consider the following, for example:

He’s been banned from every Michelin dealership in Southern England.

They have to be mainly yellow, but not plain yellow. Tricky, unless you know where to get them. You’ve got to admit, though: done correctly, it’s startlingly erotic.

“Where oh where can that naughty slave of mine have got to? Is he under this table? No! Is he hiding behind the ceramic pot? No! Hmmm… I can’t seem to find him anywhere. Heeheehee! Wait…did I hear someone giggle? I don’t suppose he could be… inside the zebra, could he? Could he? Yes! Yes he could!”

That’s a French ship of the line, probably a 74-gunner. But the rigging’s all wrong – a shame after she went to so much effort with everything else, but that’s why we have Rule 18, right?

The worst of it is: this outfit is not the Rule 18 fetish. It’s what she has to wear to perform the Rule 18 fetish safely. Not for the faint-hearted domme.***

Don’t even ask. Possibly the worst Rule 18 violation yet – that’s all I’m saying.

* So why did I call it ‘Rule 18’ you might ask? It’s a good question and I will explain some time.****

** Yes: ‘flouted’ not ‘flaunted’, which would mean essentially the opposite in this context. Editor Domme may be gone but standards must be maintained.

*** I’ll admit I haven’t met many of those. None at all, in fact.

**** Were you expecting a footnote referring to Pirates of the Caribbean, perhaps?

Tidings of discomfort

… and joy.

Dressed to oppress

Pookie’s thoughts are mostly elsewhere, to be honest. Which is just as well, as her questions are rhetorical.

You could try telling her that even Leicester is a tropical paradise when lit up by her divine radiance…?

The first time’s very special, isn’t it?

He had an imaginary friend as a kid. She used to beat the crap out of him too – maybe that’s where he gets it from.

He has some pretty intense CP fantasies… I hope they’ve got the stomach and the stamina for it.

Just realised I actually did two captions of this lovely image of the lovely lady (Maya Sinn!) and Pookie (most probably someone with a name unlike ‘Pookie’, but you never know) so you might as well have both.

It’s a sign of devotion

You made everybody else seem so tame.

After a lifetime with a full head of hair, it seems I am finally going bald. Next Tuesday, apparently. She’s invited some friends around to watch.

I hope they play nicely.

A very important part of any session.

Speaking of devotion… this is Lady Sophia Black.

Actually, it is more accurate to describe Sissymaid Sylvia as ‘gender uncertain’ as its Mistress hasn’t come to a final decision on the matter yet.

Sadistically significant

I rather think the romantic evening’s just getting started, don’t you?

Despite her attitude to sexists, she’s a great believer in naval tradition. ‘Rum, sodomy and the lash’ and all that, although obviously today’s navy is alcohol-free.

Perhaps Paul and Irene could discuss it later.

Possibly several things. There’s always something.

She looks nice. Just as well when you’re that small and vulnerable.

Simply frightful!

More tales of female domination from a more elegant era.

Oh dear, how very tiresome.

And when you’re competent at the basics, perhaps you could try your hand at felching? I’ve heard it’s simply divine.

Mind you, they say being married is an education in itself.

Erm… yes, I actually think I do. Very much.

One must simply find amusement where one can, when spending time in the colonies. Of course, it’s important not to let standards slip – but I doubt Kitty has.

Last of the thing?

I’ve done a few posts about the thing… The thing that’s been doing its thing all this year. Anyway, thank goodness female participation in STEM subjects has been going up, because there seem to have been anti-thing vaccines invented in record time… although, to be fair, the men involved deserve some credit too, I’m sure, as the scientists probably needed a regular supply of coffee at work, and supportive hubbies back home too.

So… this may well be my last post about the thing. But we’ll see. Maybe there’ll be another thing. Whatever happens, I will be here, with a painfully contrived femdom take on the situation.

Lots of people are finding life very frustrating at the moment. She understands that.

Some of her male patients have actually become clients, since, I understand. It just goes to show, doesn’t it?

He doesn’t need to self-isolate because they already did that for him.

My own domme is doing occasional sessions, despite being in tier 2. When I arrive at her dungeon, I don’t see her straight away. I strip, then I have to coat myself all over in sanitising gel, insert a thick rubber dildo gag and then climb into a thick latex bondage bag before she’ll enter the room. Then she sits about three metres away, reading a magazine, occasionally mocking me or prodding the bag with a long stick. So… no different from a session in normal times. I’m lucky.

Actually, the police already know where he lives, because he’s the Chief Inspector.

Love and punishment

Corner time, thankfully, is one of those activities that is largely unaffected by the lockdown. In fact, lockdown is a little like corner time for the entire country, if you think about it (and I have lots of thinking time: several hours most days).

There’s no place for this kind of bigotry in the modern world.

Enjoy the view while it’s still unencumbered with tears.

Erm… “because it was a menial occupation that made insufficient use of her prodigious gifts”?

The angelic, diabolic and generally perfect Mistress Eleise, of course, beneath whose notice I have had the privilege on several occasions to crawl in person. I have never tried her on ‘dumb blonde’ jokes, though… perhaps some more adventurous ‘reader’ could give that a go and let us all know how it works out, if still able to type after the experience.

He does agree. Several times, every day. As often as she wants, in fact.

And finally a bit of found femdom. I can’t believe I’ve not encountered* this before. Nor was I aware that the lovely Alice, of Serena and Alice fame, has a twin sister. Content warning (1) for those who do not enjoy scenes of brutal torture: contains brutal torture. Content warning (2) for those who do: contains only 1 minute and 45 seconds of it.

Warning 3: the Youtube clip does not appear to be available to viewers located in certain countries. Gee, if only there were a way to reroute your Internet access through a server in a different country from your own.

* Yes, as a matter of fact I did consider using the lame “come across” joke again. What of it?