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.
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| Can’t hurt to try. |
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| Raises the question: can you be ‘just good friends’ and have a relationship based on slavery and humiliation? |
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| I now have eleven approved begging positions. Few of them seem to work, I have to admit. |
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| ‘At a stretch’… oh ha bloody ha. |
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| This one? This one? I do have a name, you know. Or I certainly used to, anyway. |
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| ‘Public humiliation’ is apparently one of the approved reasons for leaving the house in the present situation. Thank goodness we can preserve the basics of civilisation, in these trying times. |
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| Don’t worry. As soon as she’s stopped being angry with you, she’ll give femdom a go. Possibly even before she’s stopped beig angry, actually. |
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| Even the oubliette can be quite peaceful on a lovely summer evening… the sound of birdsong, the rustling of leaves in the breeze. Sometimes you can even smell the blooms in the nearby flowerbeds, but usually the stink of piss is too strong. |
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| Maybe it’s yummy. I guess she’ll never know. |
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| I must say, I can’t understand men who frequently visit prostitutes. I just cannot take any pleasure in mixing sex with a cold, businesslike financial transaction, you know? Much better to stick to financial domination. |
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| Oh, it would be just awful lying across that skirt having your backside whacked repeatedly with a heavy wooden hairbrush, don’t you think? Awful. No, no, please don’t do that. |
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| Well at least she’s giving you a choice. |
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| Oddly enough, it’s quite common to experience a powerful orgasm at the actual moment of castration. Usually the surgeon just needs to take a moment to get her breath back and then finish the operation, though. |
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| I see a happy ever after on the horizon. |
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| You know, I write a lot here about being told I was ‘the worst fuck ever’ on dates, but actually it’s only happened to me once. |
I shot an arrow in the air; she fell to earth in Berkely Square. Warning: safe for work and unrelated.
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| I’ll confess to anything because I’m guilty guilty guilty! |
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| As long as there’s wi-fi. |
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| Don’t be so suspicious. |
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| “Isn’t that silly” is a phrase I used to hear a lot on dates, oddly enough. |
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| It’s good to feel useful, now there’s nothing to do but hang around the house all day. I’m worried we might run out of toilet paper, though. Goodness knows what we’d do, then. |
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| I don’t have much time to think about sex – too busy running this blog and there’s nothing remotely sexy here. |
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| If I’m an adult man, surely I should be allowed to stay up after 8 o’clock? |
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| I never know if it’s one kiss or two. |
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| Only a bit useful. But that’s more than he used to be. |
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| Maybe she’s only looking at Tumblr. No naked women on Tumblr. Vile racism, lies and misinformation, even ‘humorous’ captions about torture and castration, reblogged from here. But no ladies with their clothes off, than goodness, so society is safe. |
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| I find it’s always easier to tell the truth. The aftermath is sometimes extremely difficult. |
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| I have my pride. At least, I did. Hang on…it’s got to be here somewhere. |
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| By a curious coincidence, I got the cattle prod for ‘last night’ the very second day of my marriage. |
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| I get quite excited about this sort of thing. |
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| Without question. |
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| Good. Can’t wait for my consciousness to be raised. |
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| 10 is the new 8? You know, just the other week my SO was caning me and I thought we’d finished but she announced that 12 was the new 6! I don’t know… when I learnt maths in school it all seemed a lot simpler than that. You just held your hand out and counted until she was finished. |
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| Actually, the vicar turned up on time and I have to say: he was quite cross to see what was happening on top of his altar! So that was a bit embarassing, but the rest of the wedding day passed off smoothly. The night didn’t go so well, unfortunately, but thank goodness Sven was there too or I think things would really have been difficult. |
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| If I manage to find a copy of the video, I’ll share it with you. I’ve never actually posted a funny cat video – must be the only blog on the Internet not to have done so. |
… and very nice too*
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| All the ways I could be a better husband? Wow. I think I’m going to need two days locked in the stocks, at least. |
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| What a lot of fuss, about a routine operation. You’d think I was the first person whose tonsils she’d removed. I… hang on… didn’t I have my tonsils out when I was a teenager? |
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| Oh, don’t worry: I’ll keep looking. I might cry a little, if that’s OK. |
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| She insists on her tea being just the way she likes it. Also the ironing, bed corners, washing up, bookshelves, underwear drawer, bath, breakfast, ornaments, cushions, carpets, gin & tonic, shoes, lawn, floor tiles, nail polish, …. |
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| Many dommes find the things we submissives do disgusting. That’s why they so enjoy hitting us. |
* but if anyone happens to be able to locate the scene in the British sitcom Game On (rather a lovely ‘situation’: sad male failures share flat with goddess) in which Samantha Janus rushes around putting her make-up on to this song, I’d be most grateful.
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| Possibly rather alarming, but don’t worry: she’s a kind and loving person. She has cats, for example. Cat people are always OK, right? She has several cats and she loves them dearly. |
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| Fortunately, scurrying is one of the things I do best. |
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| It’s odd, because when I bring up how little I like the idea of giving blow-jobs, she says I shouldn’t rule something out without trying it! I’m almost tempted to agree with the sexists that women can’t do logic. But I won’t argue about it. It’s just very frustrating, though, you know? |
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| Looks like you owe your liberty to her. I hope you’re grateful. |
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| Poor Diana. Oh well, back to lesbianism I suppose. |
It’s usually “May I? Please Mistress?”
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| Typical. She remembered to pack plenty of condoms for her own sexual pleasure, didn’t she? But didn’t think to bring just one little key. Honestly: if I’m permitted speaking rights at any point during this trip, I’m going to give her a piece of my mind! |
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| Many people get uncomfortable at the idea of public humiliation scenes, which impose your own sexuality on random strangers without their consent. But in this case, she made you go around asking everyone in the cafe if they were OK with watching you being humiliated for sexual kicks, so that’s all right. |
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| Actually, the neighbours wouldn’t mind. They never liked him. But it’s thoughtful of her to think of them. |
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| ‘Fool around’? Who says that, these days? Why do people in porn talk so weirdly? |
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| Can’t argue with the science. |