girls with guns – Contemplating the divine

Perfectly entitled

He, on the other hand, is not at all entitled but is hoping for a favourable outcome. I’m sure she’ll say yes: it would be mean and capricious to say no, after all.

He thought it would make the scene more edgy, using a real loaded gun, and he was right. Some dommes would just work it into the scene, maybe even applying a wickedly tight tourniquet to the affected body parts (helping to staunch the massive loss of blood as well as providing a kinky thrill) but it seems this one has had enough. I expect she needs a quiet evening in, with a hot bath, a bottle of wine and her cats – to put her weird and kinky clients right out of her mind.

Don’t worry: no one will think any less of you because you’re only a homemaker. They all regard you with utter contempt already.

Nothing like a cold shower in February to bring a brisk dose of real life to a femdom session, I find. PS – why are dedicated dungeon spaces often so f***ing cold? Perhaps I should just play domestic scenes in winter months, curled up over a lap in front of a nice warm fire, with a nice warm bottom…

She’s a pro and she demands a professional service.

There is no hunting like the hunting of man

Ernest Hemingway said that and despite his being rather reprehensibly ‘a man’s man’, I think he may have been right.

Yes, it’s more accounts from the dark days of World War M.

And from the days before the darkest days, some glimmers of illumination into how it all started (apart from the more fundamental cause of men just being too annoying for too long, obviously). World War M: Origins.

Band of sisters

More from the girls who risked all, back in dubya-dubya-em. And the boys too – who did lose it all, those that had any in the first place. Remember: they also serve, who only kneel and darn socks.

As I’ve said before, equally wrongly: it never hurts to ask.

Venus has an atmosphere of superheated sulphuric acid that would shred your flesh and fry your bones if you dared go there. Just sayin’.

She has five pairs of male genitals painted on the side of her plane.

Maybe she’s being told she has to let you go? Let’s hope not: bloody cold out there without clothing.

And more from the build-up to war: World War M: Origins. Coming soon to a cinema nowhere near you.

12 November… now why is that date familiar…? Oh, riiighhhht!
If you don’t know, you’ll find out in a few weeks’ time.

If this seems an implausible way for the gallant aviatrices to obtain a fighter jet, just consider that almost 60% of male casualities on the ground, on the first day of WWM, fell victim to what has become known as the “Gee, that’s a sexy rifle! Mind if I hold it?” strategy,

And eating it too

A special ‘Pervworld’ post – that’s an occasional series in which I put up captioned images that fall well below the already laughably low bar for plausibility that this blog applies, then try to justify it as being in some way knowing and ironic. See what I did there? It’s like when TV shows get to objectify women, but it’s OK because they’re really just subverting the genre.

And this intro itself is ironically mocking my own ironic use of cheesy fetish tropes to, to… OK maybe I’m over-thinking things. Not a common problem among males like myself, I’ll admit. Hmm? What’s that you say? ‘Shut up and get the fuck on with it, Servitor you annoying little prick’? Sure, happy to.

And a ‘special’. When I saw the site name on these images, I just felt that they had to feature in Pervworld. Get ready to salute the brave girls of the Special Feet Force…

And what’s more, you’ll be a woman, my daughter

War. They say war changes nothing. But sometimes if nothing changes, war is the only way. These girls didn’t seek the war they fought in but it found them. Then they fought and some of them died. Then they won and some of them came back. Did they come back as heroines? They came back. Plenty didn’t. Those who made it said the war changed them – for good, for bad, who knows? It changed a lot of guys too, mostly for the better. Sure: war changes nothing. But war changes everything, too.

Etc. That stuff’s surprisingly easy to write.

World War M, anyway. When the war between the sexes went hot.

Just tell the truth, subbie. The truth can’t hurt you.

And introducing a new series. World War M: Origins.

Just the way she likes it

and no other way. Ever.

Don’t worry, she’s a very good shot. She’ll hit exactly what she’s aiming at, nothing else.

Respect doesn’t have to be mutual to be heartfelt.

I hope he’s appropriately grateful for her trusting, easygoing nature. I think things might get quite difficult for him if she loses that.

Oh dear. I hope she doesn’t feel too bad about letting her friend down like that.

I’m sure she’ll say yes. She’s a very kind person and it wouldn’t hurt anyone to… well, you know what I mean. She’s not going to say no to her girlfriend, is she? That would be mean.

When life gives you lemons…

…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!

Some poor sod’s going to have to clean that up, you know.

‘Non-lethal’ is how I like my femdom play.

Yes, let’s hope Ellie doesn’t take it out on them. She’d got a terrible temper, you know.

The people have spoken… the ones wanking online, anyway, and that’s good enough for her.

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.

Strictly enforced whims

C’mon, give it a chance. She wore the red dress for you, after all.

Don’t get the wrong idea: they take bullying very seriously. All the girls get three bullying classes every week (as do the boys and the male teachers, albeit in a different way), and most of them are in the after-school club too. They’re regional champions.

Actually, I’d have been able to tell Kurt was here even it wasn’t for the loud grunting noises – who else leaves a bag of dirty laundry waiting for me in the hall? One day, he’s going to go too far and he and I are going to have to have words. But not today: he’s a bit busy and that dinner won’t make itself.

Oh well, so much for that day out.

This could turn into a vicious spiral.

Women at arms

More dispatches from those heroines who fought and won World War M. They fought for freedom and oppression, for friendship and for cruelty, for their buddies and for the trophies but most of all they fought for that little girl back home who won’t ever have to grow up in a world without male slaves.

We shall not forget them.

Miss rule

I
usually find that my main thought during ‘thinking time’ is ‘I think I
can’t stand this much longer’ but my SO says it helps and I don’t like
to contradict her.

I think she’s over-reacting. First rule of army life: ‘stuff goes missing’, amiright?

That does sound fun. Don’t worry if you don’t get it the first time – you can have as many goes as you like, subject to any withdrawal limitations imposed by your bank (and you may want to try asking for those to be lifted, it’ll increase your chance of success).

They do other things too. But mainly that.

I think you’re about to make two lovely ladies very happy.