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It’s the best rule there is

Been a while since I did a post about Rule 18. Why? Oh, probably because that series isn’t really femdom and no one likes it. But I was thinking… do I actually care what my readers like? Do they deserve to see stuff they like? The answer to both questions has to be no, of course not. And you know you don’t deserve that, if you’re honest with yourselves, don’t you, hmm? That’s right. So this is what you get today.

For anyone confused, beyond the normal male mental fog, ‘Rule 18’ is from Servitor’s (rather presumptuous and impertinent) advice to a novice domme and it states “try to avoid sessions with clients who have really specific fetishes and can’t get off unless it is exactly right.”

Mostly just silly pictures, but some have captions. Oh – and at the end, some illustrations of why Rule 3 matters, too.

To comply with decency laws, the picture has been cropped to avoid showing what is holding up the central peg. Incidentally, in English croquet, unlike the American version, you don’t hold either of the pairs of balls down with your foot when you whack them with the mallet. Though that does sound fun.

“Of course it is! Gahhh – it’s ruined now!” (Rule 18, ma’am, rule 18…)

And this one too. He said green wellies, dammit. Green!

If they finish the piece and he doesn’t clap, they’ll beat the crap out of him, of course. Oh, and if he does he’ll collapse, they’ll fall off and then they’ll… well, I’m sure you can guess.

I hope she’s remembered to bring *all* the latex, this time.

Don’t ask. She just wants to get it over with.

Best to hold the session when the tide’s going *out*, I’ve heard.

Now that’s just obscene. Do people really…?

Post-script: I promised you some Rule 3 illustrations too. Rule 3? Oh, yeah, sure: “You are not expected to have sex with your clients. Thank goodness.” Basically, just images of particularly unattractive malesubs*, especially in the presence of a gorgeous goddess.

Divine Mistress Heather, of course, kindly letting her sub land in water for the practice attempt before the filming starts.

* I suppose some people might object to my sneering at the appearance of people who are – after all – just male submissives like myself. Why should they be singled out to be degraded and humiliated, by my mocking them in this way? Isn’t it unfair? And the answer is yes, of course, it is: they really ought to be paying for this treatment, the cheap little bastards. But hey, it’s nearly Christmas, right? They can have this one as a freebie.

Nothing is so necessary for a young man as the company of intelligent women.

More glimpses from a bygone, more civilised age.

Except obviously you won’t be buggered afterwards. Not with a real penis, anyway.

Of course, she won’t continue her career as a governess after marriage. That would be quite against the spirit of the times, which held that even professional women, once married, should focus all of their efforts on their husbands.

War is hell. So’s her strap-on, actually.

Striking at the root of the problem, so to speak.

Even young ladies of fashion had to develop practical skills in those days. The lady behind looks singularly uninterested, though… dreaming of marriage to a billionaire, perhaps.

He loves – and loves a lass above his station, by the look of him.

Rulers of your lonely heart

My approach, whenever there’s anything ambiguous in my SO’s instructions, is just to do all of the things she might possibly have meant. It’s a lot less trouble than asking for clarification, which I often find turns out to be quite uncomfortable.

Hardly worth going back on for the second half. Still, I suppose it teaches them valuable lessons for their adult lives.

Korean’s a difficult language to learn, I understand, but with the right motivation you can quickly pick up all the phrases you really need to know.

Scientists (mainly Serena and Alice, actually) have conducted extensive tests on the tensile strength of scrotums – although I understand they’re always looking for more volunteers, if you fancy it. You’d only be giving up an afternoon and it’s to help science.

It’s a funny story actually, because although it was very unprofessional, no one was actually hu – well, OK, someone was hurt, repeatedly and extensively, but he didn’t suffer any actual permanent damage. I understand the stage manager did apologise to Annie afterwards, for any embarassment his errors had caused her.

Critical theory

This blog has often featured material about Female Supremacist thinking but has never really engaged with the literature of this important political movement. Of course, the more advanced texts are not for the mainly male readers of this blog – too many long words, for one thing and some of the concepts are too advanced for male brains and probably best left as a surprise for when the Femsuprem movement takes charge. However, today the blog will be educational so stand by your desk, hands out with palms up and try not to flinch. We present some key quotes from some of the classic works in the field, by the movement’s leading thinkers (plus two male allies, who obviously neither lead nor, in any meaningful sense, think, but their hearts and tongues are in the right place).

“I think ‘equality feminists’ don’t realise just how insulting it is to a Female Supremacist – as it ought to be to any woman – when they say we should be equal to men. You can consider yourself equal to a semi-evolved ape if you like, sister. I don’t.”

Eleise de Lacy, When Women Rule

“The greatest beneficiaries of a female supremacist society would be males themselves, relieved of the burden of taking decisions, to which they are so manifestly unsuited. They should thank us for taking that on – and I’m sure they will.”

Rachel McAdams, The Owner’s Manual: Female Supremacy in relationships and marriage

“Women will never be truly free until all men are enslaved.”

Madame Šárka, Loving and Fearing (translated from the Czech by otrokář_7)

“Scientific and economic progress will not cease in the Female Supremacist state. Female scientists will direct teams of male scientists who will work hard (if they know what is good for them) to produce innovations to benefit all womanity. Brutal, back-breaking manual labour will increasingly become unnecessary as machines can carry out the menial or most unpleasant work. Which will make it still more enjoyable to enslave males and force them to perform it.”

Sanna Marin, The Whip Hand: Economic policy and workplace relations in the Female Supremacist state

“Happy? Am I happy? Why would it matter to anyone whether I’m happy? It certainly doesn’t matter to me – only She matters.”

nd23 Permission to Speak

“Way back, before I even thought of myself as a feminist, let alone a female supremacist, I started keeping a ‘castration list’ of men who would be much improved by going under the knife. It was kind of a joke with myself… until one day I realised it wasn’t. Until one day I looked at the list, I saw how long it was, I thought about all the other women who must have castration lists of their own, real or virtual and… well, that was the day I became a female supremacist. And to anyone reading this who’s wondering if he’s on my list? If you think you might be then, yeah, you probably are. And we’ll be in power soon, boy.”

Megyn Kelley, In Four-inch Heels

“I often hear males who want to be allies ask me ‘what can I do to help the Femsuprem cause?’ I just reply ‘Do as you’re told, of course, moron.’ It is a stupid question. But men are stupid, never forget that.”

Eva Green, Patriarchs to Eunuchs: a practical programme for female supremacy (translated from the French by cafard)

“Like many female supremacists I have ambivalent feelings about male ‘submissives’. On the one hand, I find them contemptible – I have no desire to enslave a man who wants (or through sexual obsession believes himself to want) to be enslaved. On the other hand, they have their uses. One of them is typing these words as I dictate, while the other busies himself in my kitchen.”

Penny Mordaunt, In the Nanny State. Freedom and Responsibility in a Female Supremacist Britain

“Like most men, I was too stupid to realise my own inferiority. Unlike many, I was lucky enough to be taught that I was wrong. This is not my story, because my past, like my present, belongs to Her now. But She has allowed me to tell it.”

owned Sarahsboy, my place

“Sometimes women ask me how I can be so confident that men are inferior. I ask ‘Have you met one?’”

Annie Hathaway, Equality is not enough!

Where no woman has gone before

Boldly going to post another sci-fi special today.

Corrigible

Maybe she needs to make them even more memorable.

I won’t give away the plot but when they turn the male over, there are footprints all over his back. Nothing unusual about that, obviously, but these footprints turn out to have been made by three different people, plus another male. Quite the mystery…

*Won*‘t she feel a fool when she finally takes that hood off him and sees that she’s got the wrong man! But that won’t be for a very long time yet, almost at the end of what she has planned for ‘Richard’. She’ll be ever so embarassed, the poor thing.

Oddly, I’ve tried ‘it’s not my fault I’m a man’ on my SO and it cuts no ice – as she likes to say, is there anyone else in our relationship to blame for that? And I’m compelled to admit she’s right.

The sobs and tears of joy…

“… he had not foreseen rose with such force within him that his whole body shook and for a long time prevented him from speaking. Falling on his knees by her bed. He held his wife’s hand to his lips and kissed it, and her hand responded to his kisses with weak movement of her finger.”*

More femdom from a less gentle but more genteel age. I know this series won’t appeal to a lot of the male readers of this blog, as there isn’t a lot of female flesh on display and the captions have a lot of words, some of them quite long and difficult.** And if I cared what they think, I suppose I would do something about that.

Cousin Kitty looks forward all year to her visits.

I’ve often sessioned with dommes who start sentences with “Perhaps…” like this lady, when what they’re suggesting *might* happen always *does* happen. So I do wonder if they understand the meaning of the word. Next time I hear it in session, I might try explaining this is a word to be used in a conditional sentence expressing a remote prospect, so we should understand it to imply that what she’s suggesting is unlikely to occur. I’ll let you know how that goes.

Ah… the tale of Wanda and Severin. A classic romance – my SO fell in love with that book.

She dislikes indelicate subjects. She dislikes insubordinate subjects too, of course, and she’s the Queen, so there are consequences.

*It isn’t what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.****

* Not Austen, Tolstoy. But fortunately, I have a tag for that already.

** Pro-tip: try moving your lips quietly when you read. Women won’t mind if they see you doing it; they all know we males are morons. Counting on your fingers can help when there are hard maths sums to solve, too.

*** That one is Austen.

Since you’re all the way down here, reading the footnotes, you’ve obviously got nothing better to do with your time (still locked up, are we? awww, never mind…) so here’s a trivia question for you: what links caption 2 and caption 5 – and also (unintentionally on my part) the text but not the image in caption 6? Hmm?

…and if we go into some details of this astonishing scoop, there’s, well, um…

…and that’s not even mentioning the…

…and there’s even…

…oh, and in case you’re wondering, they also…

… and I think that strange ringing sound I’m hearing in my ears might be my brain trying to explode, so I’d better go and put my head under a nice cold tap, now.

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