Category: holiday snaps

In the summertime

Yes, it’s the time of year when sun, sea and sand beckon and I strain towards them on my chain in the cold, dark cellar, waiting for my SO to return from her well-earned holiday. A opportunity to clear out the rubbish, as my SO likes ominously to warn me, so three captioned images a day, all pre-scheduled so no context or chat and probably no response to comments. Just one week this year (I think… I’ve only been left with one week’s food and water anyway). This year’s summer special will have a special theme: summer.

Back to what passes here for normal on Tuesday 19th.

At her…

  • feet
  • beck and call
  • convenience
  • command
  • disposal

… choose your own ending. Or ask someone from a more competent sex to choose for you.

She’s a firm believer in forgiveness, once the necessary corrective measures have been taken.
I myself have never paid for sex. Quite the opposite, if anything.
Maybe he enjoys obsessing about it. Let’s hope so because I suspect he’ll be doing a lot of that.
I can’t imagine why she thinks she needs her hockey stick – it’s not as if the teacher’s likely to change his mind about any of his decisions, even if she gives him a demonstration.
Maybe she was a little dismissive, but there are global news organisations in the room. Not every day a supermodel shares a new bra and they have front pages and newsflash segments to fill.
Clever Mistress Eleise knows lots of magic tricks. A male ego can be made to disappear forever, for instance, with nothing more than a simple raised eyebrow and the hint of a smile.

Repression obsession

Several strokes of luck – and don’t forget to count them and thank her for each one.
There’s more of us cucks around than many people realise. But we’re not coming out of the closet – not until she says so, obviously.
Goodness there are some weirdos around. I’m glad he’s seeking professional help.
That looks like a lot of fun, for almost everyone involved.
It can be hard to tell with males as we don’t start out with a lot of higher brain function to begin with.
And let’s face it, in those circumstances it’s not as if you need an actual woman to be present, right?

Cruel summer (14)

Last in the series, with a few extras. Back to abnormal service tomorrow, with a silly Sunday story about a Victorian governess.

It might take a day or two before I get a chance to reply to all the comments. You know how it is when you’re just back from holiday: so many chores to do around the house, so many apologies to be properly made, so much cage time because haven’t I just had a lovely holiday for goodness’ sake, and won’t it do me good to spend a little time locked away in the cellar, counting my blessings? But reply I shall, Goddess willing and permitting.