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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| I like a woman who knows what she wants. Don’t you? |
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| Mmmm. If you pay extra maybe she’ll ignore you even more. |
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| It’s tragic, the breakdown in authority in schools these days. Don’t you think? |
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| Mmmm… pretty exciting, huh? I wonder what she has planned? A really hard spanking? |
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| Actually, I have a ‘frequently annoying traveller’ card. So they don’t have to make any special arrangements: the stewardesses just slap me on sight. I get special meals too. |
Normal service is now resumed. And I can use the letter ‘i’ and everything.
Impalas! Intrepid! Vicissitude! Inimitable! Mississississississipipipipitipie!
Oh god, that felt good.
On we go.
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| It’s not a good idea to make her cross. |
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| That’s right, Dave. Stand up for yourself, mate. |
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| Oh, it’ll be OK. Everyone has to start somewhere. Big whip, huh? Small room… |
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| I asked my SO for a regular date to be fixed for my masturbation day. She chose 29th February. She can be cruel like that. |
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| Yeah, don’t beat yourself up about it. That’s her job. (joke copyright the Addams Family movie. It’s better when Angelica Houston says it.) |
It’s a strangely self-defeating exercise, because we love it.
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| That’s kind of her. Not exactly a sympathy fuck… more of a pitiful wank. But the principle’s the same. |
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| Kinda scary. Yeah. |
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| I hold that truth to be self-evident. |
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| OK, now that would be humiliating. And not in a good way. Well…maybe a little bit good…mmmm. |
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| It’s uncanny. It’s almost as if she knows me. Do you think I should go and hang around her house in Beverly Hills… see if fate somehow brings us together? |
…because she knows it teases.
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| Nice to know she still respects you for what you are. |
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| Oh…not the garden centre. I hate garden centres. |
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| Great. You can show off that little dance routine you were practicing with Mike and Gerald before the invasion. Shame about what happened to them… still, never mind. |
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| It does seem a little unfair, on those of us that would like to be in that position. |
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| Sometimes you just have to take time for yourself. Don’t let anything rush you. |
Fairly regularly, actually. Usually on Tuesday and Friday evenings.
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| Gives you a warm glow inside, knowing she’s in charge, doesn’t it? And outside too – obviously. |
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| I’m sure he can take it. Being chained up helps a lot, for a start. |
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| Women, eh! Never satisfied. |
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| I think they are antennae. I find it’s the antennae that usually get detached. Unless she insists that I chew of course – then it just all goes everywhere. Don’t you agree? |
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| Lucky, lucky us. |
… and I thought what I yam was a beta male, but apparently not. It turns out, I am an omega male:
Omega animals are subordinate to all others in the community, and are expected by others in the group to remain submissive to everyone. Omega animals may also be used as communal scapegoats or outlets for frustration, or given the lowest priority when distributing food.
Ah, let me be her outlet for frustration…
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| Yes, Ma’am. |
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| Not a beta – you see? |
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| Actually, good rough sander will have much the same effect – and it would be a lot cheaper. Fun, too. |
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| I’m sure she’ll think of something. |
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| There’s always a bit left over. |
…make love to me (in stereo!).
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| So hard to choose… |
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| That’s a relief. I was feeling a bit unmotivated there, for a moment. But I expect the whip will sort that out. |
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| How humiliating it is… not to have enough of your own money to buy condoms for your wife’s date! Sigh. Better fetch the purse. |
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| Nothing to worry about at all. I’m sure they handle all sorts of different online payments. |
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| Grr, She had a headache last month, too. I’m beginning to think she might be faking it. |
It is a well known fact that the development of any skill passes through four stages. Let me illustrate:
The individual does not understand or know how to do something and does not necessarily recognize the deficit.
They may deny the usefulness of the skill.
The individual must recognise their own incompetence, and the value of the new skill, before moving on to the next stage.
The length of time an individual spends in this stage depends on the strength of the stimulus to learn.
2. Conscious incompetence
Though the individual does not understand or know how to do something, he or she does recognize the deficit…
…as well as the value of a new skill in addressing the deficit
The making of mistakes can be integral to the learning process at this stage.
… and then apparently there’s another two stages, but I have never got beyond conscious incompetence. I’m really good at that, as regular readers of the blog will know.
Always the best reason.
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| I think there’s now an app you can get that makes the whole process a lot simpler. |
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| Aren’t you lucky? |
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| I read in a self-esteem book once, that you should write out a list of all the things about yourself you despise. I got on quite well at first, but after a few months it started to get quite unwieldy. So I started this blog instead. And it’s been great – I haven’t been troubled by self-esteem since. |
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| Looks safe enough. Hope he gets something liquid to drink at some point, though. |
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| Hmmm. I wonder what they’re going to do with those bunches of flowers? |
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| nnnn nnnNNN NNNGGG! nngg nnnng! |
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| Oh well. It’ll be agony this time, around, but…it’s not as if you masturbate often. Is it? |
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| Oddly, I understand this is one exception to the rule ‘everything tastes like chicken’. It just doesn’t. |
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| Good thing you’re into humiliation. You’ll be getting lots of that. |
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| Actually, it’ll be quite a bit cheaper than having it done back in a properly equipped facility in the First World. More holiday spending money – can’t object to that! |
