See what’s on the slahhhb

I see you shiver with contemmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmplation!

Ah, were would we be without Mistress Eleise de Lacey, eh? I mean, my sheets would be a lot cleaner, just for a start.
 

 

Yes, that would work.
 

 

Goodness, there she is again.  How does she do that? Unless she has a twin…
 
 

 

If the examining officer can still bend her elbow, the search isn’t complete.
 
 

 

Oh, sometimes one should just give in to temptation.

Leashed to a frenzy



It’s nearly time for your next session anyway.  Might as well just stay.



 
 

 

She loves him really.
 
 

 

Won’t be saying that again.  Or anything else, I imagine.
 
 

 

Poor thing.  Still another 20 minutes of the session to go.  Her hand must be so sore.
 
 

 

I wonder what she does with them all? It’s only a small apartment.

Heavenly torment

Horsey horsey don’t you dare stop.
 

 

In case you’re thinking the judge was a little unfair – apparently the man in this sorry little tale had been masturbating to pictures on the Internet.  I think we can all agree that’s a good reason for him to lose everything, can’t we?  Disgusting habit.  Just ask Google.
 

 

It’s odd, isn’t it?  Some of us would bend over backwards to be in that situation.  Forwards, too.
 

 

Try to be brave. Think of her feelings, after all.

 

 
I would.
 

Pride comes before…

a mouth-soaping, a sound spanking and being sent to bed early without any supper.  There’s usually very little pride left after that, I find.

Mmmm…kinky!
 
 

Every girl should have a boyfriend collection.
 
 The lady on the right is the lovely Mistress Mina Thorne, visitable here.
 

It’s good for husbands and wives to talk about the family finances together like this.  Exactly like this.
 This lady is the awe-inspiring Mistress Selena, one of the best humiliatrices around in my humble, humiliated opinion.
 
 
 
Welcome back.  There have a been a few other changes too, but don’t worry, she’ll explain all about those in due course, when you’re wearing your shock collar.
 
 

I don’t know about you, but I deplore our modern throwaway society.  Time was, girls would really value getting a new slave.  Now they can get three for £25 at Primark, they just use them once and chuck them out.  It’s a shame, in some ways.

These lovely boots exist to drive it round the twist

The call of nature must be obeyed.

 
 

 

She actually has very high standards for sorryness. You’ll see.
 

 

It’s her own recipe.
 
 
Hmmm… edgy blackmail play.  Got to love it.  No really, you do.
 

 

Love her, love her cane, I suppose.
 

 

She has her own way of dealing with problems.


Boys only want love if it’s torture

Regular “readers” will know that my musical tastes rarely extend beyond about 1988.  But I am prepared to make an exception for Mistress Swift.

On with the rest of it… femdom captions, dominatrices, chastity, all those words that get search engines so excited, you know?

Oh no, not again.
 

 

You could try calling her tomorrow.  “Hi!  It’s William from last night.  That’s right, the one with the small penis.  Listen, I was wondering…”
 

 

NO!  Not the comfy chair!
 

 

Well… I hope someone’s asked Andy if he’s OK sharing his cucky closet, that’s all.  Some men can be a bit funny about that sort of thing – it’s their own special place, you know?
 
 

 

…and then if that gets too much, the electric shocks will take your mind off the pain from the welts.



Coming out

You know, I read somewhere that many men spend their whole lives in the closet.  I think that’s horrible – a tragic waste.  I’m glad to say that I’ve never been put in there for more than five hours at a stretch.  Just lucky, I guess.


Shall we have some captioned images of female domination now?  You up for that?  Great.

The first twenty years are the worst, I’ve heard.
 
 
Cruella, from many many years ago.  But still one of the best photo sets ever.  The accompanying story was even about castration, you know.  Happy days, for the adolescent Servitor.
 

 

The problem is, these sorts of prejudice just seem to be inherent in the male sex.  In fact, that’s one of the reasons she’ll be removing it.

 
 

She’s right, you know.  Women are, you see.
 
 
 
Burble…gibber incoherently…sigh…
 

You can get more with a kind word and a whip…

… than you can with just a kind word.

These ladies know that.





Disappointed?  Well.. maybe a little.
 
 

 



He can continue to explore his interest in blow jobs too, I understand.
 
 




 
 

 



Enjoy. Only 25 seconds now…
 
  

 



Woof.
 
I’ll confess, I don’t often last the full twenty seconds.  But she’s not one of those women who minds if her man comes very quickly.
 
 

 

OWK memories

As most of you will know, the Other World Kingdom closed its doors some time ago.  Like many submissives, I was completely captivated by the images and videos produced by this place, and I wish I had had the opportunity to go.  Especially in the very early days, there was a freshness and originality to OWK.  I still remember seeing the first full-page glossy ad for the place in a magazine (before the Internet – or at least before I had access, in 1992 or so).  There were these stern ladies escorting prisoners with a real concentration-camp vibe.  So different from the scenes shot in the British home counties, or the usual studios.

Anyway, through the extensive use of a media technique known in the trade as ‘making it up’, this blog managed to secure interviews with several of the OWK’s ladies just before it closed, reminiscing about the early days and their time at the OWK.  The author would like to thank all of these ladies for donating their completely imaginary time, as well as for the advice they provided to him for self-improvement, during the course of the fantasised interviews.

We miss you, OWK.