Category: lady in red

When she asks for somethin’, boy, she means it

She’s a maneater (warning: disappointingly SFW)

Wow – pretty lucky I forewarned you by showing you her message, huh? I expect when she got up and walked off, you were just going to follow those shiny boots as they – hey! Where are you going? Didn’t you realise what she intends to… to… ? Oh well.
She takes shopping seriously, although it does irritate her when people focus pedantically on trivial details like the prices of things they’re buying for her.
He’s going to be in even more trouble when she checks back through his browser history and realises what it was he was actually trying to touch on what he assumed to be a touch-sensitive screen. Boys shouldn’t be allowed near computers unless they’re house-trained.
She herself has a medical condition, which makes her extremely intolerant to… well, just extremely intolerant, to be honest.
He meant to say $1.2 billion of course, but he was distracted by the hot-oil enema he was retaining, as he later had to explain to the auditors. On the plus side, when called to provide a sworn witness statement in his trial for negligence, Nanny Edith did say what a sweet little boy he was, although she admitted under cross-examination that he was sometimes careless with his sums and needed his bottom smacked a lot.
Learning Hungarian isn’t easy, but then Ms Palvin wouldn’t be such a goddess were she easy to please, would she?

Demanding damsels

Decisively disparaging defeated duds; dispensing discipline.

Sometimes women can be moved by a really tearful reaction to their decisions. My SO loves it when I cry.
Curiously, clients who request a ‘traditional governess’s outfit’ are greeted by a fishnet-wearing domme and also flogged for their impertinence in trying to control what she wears.
Don’t worry: each of the girls has a safeword which they can use to stop the beating at any time.
Looks like a lady who knows what to do with a long wooden pole.
She has a refined artistic sensibility that enables her to see beauty in even the most brutal and painful things.
His mother warned him about girls like her. But she’s not here, is she?

New occasional tag! Actually, they’re ‘categories’ but it makes no difference. Sweet Carolina! Similar vibes to Kitten.

The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing

With that quote from Blaise Pascal (who she?), we introduce another post devoted to that sweetest of feminine characteristics: being impossibly, delightfully unreasonable in relations with the lesser sex.

Discomfort women

Oh, what a shame. I was so looking forward to sitting in an overcrowded pub with a bunch of self-obsessed men, pretending to laugh at anecdotes I didn’t properly hear over the thumping music. Guess I’ll just be staying in, quietly rearranging her panty drawer. Damn.
Or several orgasms. It’s different for women, you see. In many ways. They get to come, for a start.
What, did you think they were going to bet their own money? That’s just not how this thing works.
She’s noticed there’s always extra demand for those products around the end of July: that’s the local domme’s birthday.
Oh, being blackmailed isn’t so bad. It’s when she decides to stop blackmailing you and publish the photos: that’s the really unpleasant bit.
She doesn’t really care, she’s just passing the time.

And an extra one, inspired by a letter I received this morning.

BDSM… it’s all about giving up power, as I might have to if the prices rise any more.

The hot goddess in this silly satire was of course the truly chilled Goddess Alexandra Snow.

Answers that cannot be questioned

Ahhh… the first domme I knew had a complicated system of positions. It was difficult to remember them all – and on one occasion, even she got one wrong, as I pointed out at the time! What a memorable session that turned into, to be sure.
Like many subs, I discovered that sex is much better when it doesn’t involve me.
There is a rule preventing athletes committing acts of violence against officials, but there’s an exception clause for circumstances in which the athlete is very lovely and her ‘victim’ is being very, very annoying.
Visitors to Mistress Eleise don’t need to be extra-specially brave, just extra-ordinarily lucky.
Actually, she might as well take your lunch money, while she’s there.
Men can be weirdly obsessive about dominant women. Can’t we?

Incidentally, I understand Armpit Fetishist Monthly put out an entire special edition on that tattoo on Ms Johansson’s right arm, there. As the editor said at the time ‘When you’ve got the story of the century, you don’t wait for publication day!’

Formidable femmes

Maybe she’s planning to put a little post-it note on the fridge or something.
They say that after a while you go numb and can’t feel the pain any more. But then she’s planning to winch you out and warm you up.
I suppose it’s a rather half-hearted approach to consent, but then their victim is a rather half-hearted approach to a human being.
Subs prefer blondes who don’t care what their subs prefer.
Oh, the poor thing. I hope she’s not badly hurt. Reminds me of the time I scuffed the toes of my SO’s new Dr Maarten boots quite badly, by bashing them repeatedly with my stomach. She wasn’t happy about it, I can tell you.
Women just aren’t as obsessive about these things as we men.

Forceful femininity

That’s disappointing. You’d think he’d at least be good at apologising, after all this time.
Sometiomes they shoot to incapacitate rather than kill, in which case the offenders are later inhumanely put down.
She does so like to make sure.
They say the waiting’s the worst part – but ‘they’ are wrong.
The version for hardcore submissives doesn’t even have any women in it: just the chair and the wall.
Everyone, I expect, same as usual.