horsewhips – Page 2 – Contemplating the divine

Twas the night before Christmas

… when all through the night
not a penis was stirring,
all locked up quite tight.

Look, she said it, not me – OK readers? I respect and cherish each and every one of you. But she doesn’t.

The divine Mistress Eleise. You might have seen her here once or twice before, I suppose.

You’ll look back with longing at this, come summer, when she’s whipping you up a hot gravel track under the merciless sun.

1.2 seconds of pure bliss. But, you know, it’s not just Christmas that comes but once – oh, hang on.

I used to suffer from low self-esteem. But then I just decided to enjoy it instead.

And the divine Divine Mistress Heather, too.

He should pay attention to this blog over the next few days.

Active-aggressive behaviour

Actually, I think her levels of married bliss have never been higher.

Have you noticed their expressions? I don’t think they’re going to argue about this. Sometimes couples already really know what needs to be done – the role of the external expert is just to help them open up about it to each other.

He does still participate in rapes from time to time, though. Just in a different role.

Valuable protein.

That kind of bitchy behaviour is quite unusual in OWK, actually. Generally, the ladies work within a supportive and positive team culture. It’s about mutual respect in the workplace, basically.

At this moment, you mean everything

You in that dress
My thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Oh, come on Eileen..pleeease.

It’s good to be fit. You get to be flogged further, before collapsing.

Oh, OK. And I suppose my opinion counts for nothing, here?

Good thing you have an ironing fetish! You don’t? Oh. Oh well.

Shall I compare thee to a… errrr… purple cucumber? Thou art more knobbly and thy veins pulse with lust…

One of my virtual girlfriends is programmed to find out about the others, and ridicule me.

Actually, that’s not true. I can’t keep a virtual girlfriend for long. They always reject me. So unkind…

You’ll always find me in the corner at parties

Yeah. I was always one of those guys in the corner at parties. You know? Just standing there, all embarassed, not knowing what to say as the laughter and flirting went on all around me?

My nose pressed tightly against the angle of the walls, and my trousers down around my ankles exposing my red, spanked buttocks for all to see.

I guess we’ve all been there, huh?

It’s good to have a job doing something you love. In my job, for example, I’m bossed around, humiliated and made miserable almost every day. Mmmm.

Ooops! Don’t forget about consent, girls! When you’re finishing, ask him if he agrees he deserved it. It’s important.

Well, if you put it like that…

Office life… it can be so stressful, can’t it?

Sadly, though, the inside looks pretty grotty, too. Unless you like gloomy dungeons walled with unfinished concrete and festooned with rusting chains.
Oh do you? Oh, right. You’re in for a treat, then.

Disciplined loving

She’s right, you know. If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear. And in any case, a man should fear his wife, I think, don’t you?

Actually, that’s a bit surprising. Because I seem to remember her saying with a giggle once that she’d heard one of her new freinds had a soundproofed rape room in his basement. Oh well… maybe that was someone else.

Think fast. The tip of the whip can move at over 100 mph.

This is Lady Victoria from Cruella (and from a long time ago

– thank you for the adolescent memories, Mr Rogue-Hagen and Ladies).

We all say things we regret, from time to time. It’s part of married life.

That’s a relief. Let’s hope she ticked the ‘anaesthetic’ option. She can be so forgetful.

Blessed art thou among women

There seems to be a discontinued Christian blog, that had the same name as this one. I occasionally like to run headlines like that, to make a few minds explode.

Rather naughty, I know. Fortunately, it seems I’ll be getting a beating quite soon, so there will be penance.

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