financial management – Page 4 – Contemplating the divine

There’s a place I know where we should go

So, for the next two weeks Servitor’s owner will be on holiday, so I’ll have the pleasure of 14-hour workdays for no pay in a different location.

As regular ‘readers’ will be aware, this blog has a fine tradition of ~~clearing out old unpublished images that aren’t very good~~ posting extra, bonus images during the holiday period by putting up a daily post with three unconnected, unthemed captioned images without context, wit or point. So that will happen starting from tomorrow for two weeks.

For today, however, the first post of an occasional new series: Holidays in Heaven, which has as a theme slightly contrived situations in which a couple from a ‘normal’ country (i.e. a patriarchal hell-hole) are on holiday in a female supremacist paradise.

OK, very contrived then. Whatever. I need to go and get my crate ready for the long flight. Let’s hope I don’t spend too long trundling round and round on the luggage carousel before she collects me this time. Last time it was two weeks, the entire holiday. But she’s always been forgetful like that, bless her.

Fettered access

The control collar was going on sooner or later, anyway. Married life will all be done ‘the hard way’ so why not the wedding ceremony too?

Don’t worry, you’re not taking advantage of the situation. You have permission to pay her double, too.

Ooh – you’ll be the last one! I guess that makes you special. And they’ll probably try to make you last, too.

She’ll be OK. Everyone’s agreed there aren’t enough women in high-profile STEM jobs, nor enough men in menial and degrading positions.

Docile and domesticated

The annoying thing is, the vanilla punters pay a lot less and do actually get to have sex. Oh well, if life was supposed to be fair, I suppose we wouldn’t have femdom.

Easier and a lot less humiliating too, which is probably why she doesn’t do it that way.

Exactly: the little cartoon animals won’t cause Malcolm to think any less of you, not one iota.

Her insurance will cover any compensation to the owner if it’s not feral, of course.

An unfair crack of the whip

It’s the best kind.

Oh, I don’t know. He looks enviably lucky to me.

She’s quite wrong about that: Mark will derive no sexual pleasure at all from spanking you. He’s actually rather gentle and vanilla when it comes to sex, despite his aggressive and violent persona.

I think it shows a lack of ambition on her part, assuming you’ve fucked up like that. My SO wants me to excel in my work, and is never satisfied with anything other than a perfect 10 on all my tasks. One day perhaps I’ll even manage it.

Their service takes care of the basic everyday money extraction aspects of findomme, leaving ladies to concentrate on what they’re really good at: spending it.

Oh well, as long as I’m not the only one dressed like that. Don’t you just hate it when you turn up to some event and you’re the only one naked except for your collar and leash? I know I do.

Unreasonable demands

Kitten can be awfully careless, with things that aren’t expensive designer items. She can be quite forgetful too, often letting things she said she’d do drift for months at a time. Months and months. But you have to forgive her.

Dommes are goddesses and should just spend their days in leisurely pursuits such as lounging around wearing uncomfortable rubber and leather gear, having the dirt on their boots pointlessly smeared around by a devoted slave’s tongue.

I will proudly bear the marks of any Mistress who chooses to beat me, as long as she doesn’t object to all the snivelling and frantic pleading for mercy that inevitably ensues once I realise that it’s much less fun in reality.

Try to make the most of it: after all, you’ll almost certainly never be as happy again as you are right now, on honeymoon with your beloved.

Schoolgirls hunt in packs – teachers should always remember that. By the way, in case you are worried, they didn’t like, kill, Mr Hargreaves or anything. I’ve been assured he’s still alive, although obviously the location they keep him in is a closely-guarded secret.

Savage beauties

She thinks that there are always other credit cards. And she’s right, of course, there are. They don’t all belong to the same male but that doesn’t matter.

Many married couples never discuss money, but in the best-run marriages it’s discussed once and that’s that.

Kafka-trapping, eh? Curiously enough, George has always fantasised about this. I hope he enjoys the real thing just as much.

If she dreads it that much, why not just decide *not* to make him wear the No. 5s? Women are hard to understand sometimes.

Almost all the guys she fucks are insensitive brutes, so she needs someone in her life who cares about her feelings. Let’s hope he learns a bit of empathy.

Under control

You’re lucky she’s so tolerant of your failings. Imagine life if she wasn’t…

It’s one of those marriages where they don’t need to keep reaffirming their commitment, but just show it every day in the way they behave towards one another.

Thank goodness for that. He was considering whether he might have to ask at work for some proportion of his salary to be paid to him directly, instead of into his wife’s account, just for that month, but he was dreading that because it would seem so weird.

Good to know who’s in charge. Don’t worry: your wife has agreed some hard limits and anyway, she has a safeword.

Sounds like a great set-up for a CFNCSMM scene: that’s ‘Clothed Female, Naked, Cold, Shivering and Miserable Male’. Sadly, neither of them are into that. Not sexually, anyway.

Delightfully despotic

Better do as she says. But with dignity, right? Always with dignity.

For those of you objecting that getting an erection is a natural reaction to the situation, merely an expression of sexual desire, should realise that exactly the same argument applies to her giving you powerful electric shocks.

She needn’t hurry. This isn’t going to be over any time soon. Not ever, actually.

She’s not saying it’s a hard limit, mind.

Maybe since she broke her side of the bargain, you should ask for all the presents back? It’s only fair. Admittedly, fairness has never really been big in this relationship.

Resolute women

They always make sure that their New Year resolutions are kept.

It’s odd, because generally she prefers to be asked for her approval for everything I do.

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.

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.

Happiest day of your life, boy. Remember that.

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.

Nonjudgemental cruelty

Hmmm… nothing springs to mind. Still, as long as the two of you are talking about it, that’s a good start.

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.

All kinds of feelings can be communicated through dance: humiliation, shame, timidity… it’s a very expressive medium.

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.

Fortunately it is a mistake that is easy to rectify. Easy for the person doing the actual rectifying, anyway.