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.
Latest, that is, in the ever-popular turning points series. Femdom captions, about situations that aren’t quite femdom (but the captions really are captions). Remarkably, clicking on the link hidden in that first sentence will take you to no fewer than 26 previous posts featuring turning points… goodness, I have been running this blog for a long time.
A few weeks ago, I published ‘Advice to a novice domme‘ in which, among many other wise and practical ideas, I humbly suggested that dommes should not “assign actual housework tasks to ‘sissy maids’ because they’ll fuck them up and might actually damage your stuff. All they want to do is mince around with a feather duster and then get spanked, anyway”.
It occurs to me that several sissy maids might be offended, hurt and humiliated by this suggestion. That’s absolutely fine, of course, no one cares about a few sulky sissies. I’m sure your mistress can wipe that frown off your face, with a few well-aimed slaps from her palm. And for those who have a humiliation kink, perhaps you should even send me some session fees as compensation, hmm sissy?
But if there are still any sissies out there stamping their little feet, balling their fists together and having squeaky tantrums, here is some actual proof (all images certified collected at random from the Internet, so I think we can agree their accuracy is unquestionable) that you’re all completely useless.
Proud to present: cleaning sissies, on the job
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| A little dishwashing mop, sissy? For that task? Only… I don’t see any dishes there, do you? Oh – and I don’t think I’ve ever seen a mop quite so pristine…. I’d have thought that if you’ve been working hard using it, it would have been a little discoloured by now? That lady behind you looks quite cross, doesn’t she? But then maybe that’s what you’re hoping for. |
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| Good idea sissy. Nothing worse than a dusty TV-cabinet. Let’s fluff that dust up so it settles somewhere else. |
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| Dusting the floor, sissy? OK, well, whatever. |
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| Not a shoe brush. And you’re out of uniform, sissy, you bad girl. |
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| Also not a shoe brush. So not a shoe brush. What is that thing? Also, sissy, the technique seems to involve your domme standing on one (high-heeled) foot, holding her other foot off the ground, while you flick at the shoe with… with that. She’s going to be almost as uncomfortable as you are. Well: until she decides to make you more uncomfortable still, I suppose. |
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| Uh-huh. Might take quite a while to get the whole house done. Still… I expect you’re paying by the hour, so that’s not her problem. |
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| I don’t even want to think about what’s going on here, but I suspect it’s not conducive to really effective cleaning. |
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| That’s right, sissy. Mistress is going to be very pleased with you when she looks out through the sparkly clean, erm… lower half of each of her ground floor windows. Dommes never use the top halves of windows; it’s a well-known fact. |
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| What is it with sissy maids and feather dusters? |
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| So… let me make sure I understand. You’ve got the brush from a dustpan and brush set and you’re placing a few bristles from it against the floor? Right. And this is intended to accomplish what, exactly? I mean in cleaning terms, rather than sexual gratification, obviously. |
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| Oh good: another feather duster. And… what are you planning to clean with that, sissy? The floor? That mat? I don’t think so. Not ‘cleaning’ cleaning. |
…and just for avoidance of doubt: if actually instructed to use an inappropriate cleaning implement, then you’d better bend your head down and get on it it, hadn’t you, hmm? That pert little mouth is for scouring and sponging the kitchen floor, not for answering back, girl! And don’t you forget it.
Now: for any sissy maid still offended… Just stop crying, girl, you’re just smudging your make-up and making yourself look even more ridiculous than usual, OK? Don’t worry: no one’s going to take your feather duster away. Or your frillies. Goodness: what a fuss!
Following the triumphant failure of the long-running series ‘Advice to a novice sub‘, this blog impertinently presents the first batch of a brand new series: ‘Advice to a novice domme’.
How dare I, you ask? Hmmm. That’s a good question, actually.
And most important of all (so why isn’t it #1 – who decides these things anyway?):
…and a bonus image!
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| Looks like this lovely lady needs to read #18, up there, again. It took her hours to put this lot together and it’s not like he pays any more than anyone else. |
Some years ago, I decided that as a fairly experienced sub, I had something of a duty to use this platform to share my experiences and advice about visiting professional dommes. After all, it can be nerve-racking for a first-timer, and it’s hardly something you can ask your friends at work about! Unless your work is as a male maid for a dominatrix, I suppose. But that’s quite rare.
Anyway, the reaction was very positive and it – well, I certainly didn’t get any complaints – and I’m older and even wiser now, so here are a few more tips from Servitor: advice to a novice sub.
No, don’t bother to thank me. Just the thought of some nervous first-timer walking into a ‘femdomme sex dungeon’ and trying one or more of these ideas out is reward enough!
If you liked these, you’ll find more of this sort of thing by clicking this here link, so I suggest you do so. If you didn’t like these, you won’t want to click that because you’ll find more things you don’t like. Perfectly simple, even for boys, yeah?
Oh: and watch out for Servitor’s exciting new series: Advice to a novice domme! Coming soon. Ish.
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| Silly, really, to get rid of stock that’s hardly even damaged, but that’s their policy. |
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| Often, when smokers give up, they undertake some symbolic act of renunciation: crushing the cigarette pack beneath their shoes, for example, or just throwing it onto a fire. Something like that might be worth trying too, to make clear all that nonsense is in your past, now. |
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| Not sure about the colour swatches, though. I think the traditional dark grey is still best. |
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| I expect they just didn’t get the original joke. Try explaining it more slowly. |
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| And they say porn doesn’t really cause any harm… |
… or not.
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| There is actually a technique for pushing a pole all the way through a man’s alimentary canal without causing internal injuries. Sadly, she doesn’t know it. |
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| I would explain, but Someone doesn’t allow me to speak to strangers. Or, indeed, people we know. |
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| Residents staying for longer get a food dispenser too. But you’ll be OK without – it’s only ten days. |
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| I’m surprised he can afford to visit her, on a teacher’s salary. Still, he gets his money’s worth. |
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| I’ve actually set up my loozr account so it automatically sends a message to any woman who spends longer than five minutes within ten metres of me. I don’t know what the message says, but on the very rare ocasions it’s been used, it seems to have been quite effective. |
… if it weren’t so sad.
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| Actually, there’s a perfectly simple explanation. Just tell her you’re a pervert. |
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| You can get quite sweaty dressed up like that. Hope the other guests have brought plenty of liquids. |
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| Hee hee. Brad might think he’s her favourite lover, but she doesn’t put the spotty socks on for him, does she? I know where her true affections lie. Anyway, better get on with it, there’s ironing to do (yum!). |
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| Very true. We each have our special skill. Mine is ‘incompetence’. |
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| Blubbolow fllabbo ploh? |
