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.
The leash is invisible, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t one there.
Rather a thoughtless gift, as she can’t drive, don’t you think? I expect he’ll be punished for that. When she can be bothered.
Pain-killers don’t work, anyway. I was taking some, for a minor condition, but when I went to visit my Significant Other the nipple clamps still hurt like hell. I’m thinking of complaining to the Adertising Standards Authority.
Yes, being caged up for that long is pretty scary. But not as scary as Lucy.
That would be really helpful, actually. I find that almost every day, there are some moments when I catch myself not thinking about Anne. Of course, it doesn’t happen often, but it’s still a bit worrying.
Now it’s getting towards summer, the days are just right. A little chilly perhaps, but as the sunlight stretches out into the evening, a day trotting through the hills just seems to last forever. Don’t you think?
There comes a point at which humiliation and degradation just don’t work any more.
She loves to bind him tightly in desperately uncomfortable positions, so he can gasp out the scientific names of the each of the muscles that she has placed under agonising strain.
This blogging thing, I mean. I’ve been trying to create a slideshow, but I just can’t get it up (oh, on the blog for goodness sake, calm down, this isn’t a Carry On movie!).
So…using Powerpoint I’ve made a tiny, really poor quality movie that readers with good eyesight (the minority of you, by now I would imagine) might enjoy. Then after the break, below, I’ve posted each of the pictures in sequence and you can achieve an animated effect using the magic of scrolling.
Oh yes – and I know she changes her clothes and background from one shot to the next. I haven’t got that many photos of her that I can do the whole thing from one photoshoot, you know!
This works really well as a PowerPoint slideshow. So if anyone knows how to post that, just let me know…
The only thing worse than not being found by Madame Sarka and Madame Jana is being found by Madame Sarka and Madame Jana.
That’s because women have more complicated brains and can multitask. When she’s hanging you up by your nipples – to take an example at random – you might just be thinking, ‘Oh my God, the pain, I can’t take it’ but she’s probably thinking about lots of things – what to plant in the garden, whether she really wants to meet her friends than night, all kinds of stuff.
My Mistress gave to me …four across the buttocks …three across the knuckles …two hours in the corner …and an hour being spanked across her knee.
I expect they’ll find something to amuse themselves with. I wonder if Amanda has any hobbies?
Their grades have been quiite poor, actually. I think your professional integrity requires you to resist revising them for as long as possible.
Ironically, being married to her is a bit more expensive too. Still, too late now.
Yes Ellen.
Wasn’t it nice of her to ask him? And isn’t Anne Hathaway just the most…., just the… oh words fail me and I’m not even fit to be unworthy of her. Sigh. SIGH.
I went on a course at work this week that included a module on building self-esteem. Fortunately I’ll be visiting my Significant Other soon, and she can usually put it right back to where it should be. And it gave me an idea for one of the captions below.
On with the captioned images (of female domination)!
I think she’s due a pay rise.
How did you get on? Did you? So did I. Never mind – maybe next time.
You don’t have an inferiority complex, you see – you actually are inferior.
Never mind. These things happen.
The worst of it is that she’s a multi-millionaire film star. It’s not as if she needs the money.
Anyway, that was Chrissie Hynde. Here are the captioned images of female domination.
Actually, it’s only by making mistakes that we learn. Well: by making mistakes and being whipped for it, I mean.
Don’t worry – you’ll have plenty of time.
He was hoping for a new ironing board but managed to hide his disappointment.
What a lot of text. Click and zoom, click and zoom. Y’know, I’ve always thought those ‘guardress’ uniforms are just so…so…excuse me, I really must click and zoom.
It must be such a relief not to have to cope with all that begging for mercy, not to mention the hysterical screams.
They laughed when I was said I was going to start a femdom blog devoted to humorous captions and stories. They’re not laughing now…*
They offer a choice of general anaesthetic, local anaesthetic or straps plus a gag. Most patients prefer some sort of anaesthetic. But it’s not the patients who make the choice.
Of course, they give them drinks of water from time to time. Otherwise they’d just die of thirst within a day or two. Like the first batch.
