lesbians – Contemplating the divine

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.

Foolish things, done with enthusiasm

Many women are reluctant to try a bit of kink, but if you make clear they really get to hurt a man, a surprising number are prepared to give it a go.

Consent’s really important in BDSM. Far too important to be left to males to decide.

Always good in any relationship to have room for improvement, but doubly so in one based on D/S.

Audiences at snip-flicks can be quite intimidating. I remember as a teenager walking past the back door of our local cinema just when the crowd who’d been watching *Rebecca’s Revenge* (remember? A classic of the genre!) spilled out onto the streets. Suddenly swept up in crowd of over-excited young women all laughing and shouting about castration, I was lucky to escape with my dignity.

Treasure has some wicked ideas, but don’t worry: no one who anyone cares about will get hurt.

Of course, even in some forms of traditional sex work, it’s the woman who’s really in charge: mine certainly is, when she has me earning a bit of extra household cash in our local gay bar.

How to depict pleasure, cruelty, and wantonness in tempting colours

Ah, the kindness of strangers. Often a welcome relief from the cruelty of our loved ones, but we don’t get to choose these things.

If they were, do ask for clarifications. Believe me, it’s worth suffering a little embarrassment now if it saves you suffering a lot of suffering, later.

Although I’d never be so unchivalrous as to accuse a woman of lying about her age, I do wonder whether Princess really is eighty-three, as she claims.

I made the mistake of growing a beard without seeking my domme’s permission. That session was devoted to removing it: she said tweezers were more effective than a razor blade, and she was memorably right.

Don’t think of it as retirement: think of it as a second childhood filled with misery and terror.

Reproachful words

As Wittgenstein remarked: of that of which she does not permit us to speak, we can say nothing without severe consequences.

Mittens won’t eat that muck, apparently. But then cats are allowed to be picky eaters, unlike slaves, and it’s not as if they can force him to eat it.

Often the way, isn’t it, when couples get together? The wives find they have far more in common than do the husbands.

Poor Amelia, I expect she’s been worrying. Let’s hope she’s not too upset.

Advice to a US sub visiting the UK: if you’re asked what you’d like to do in session and you want a golden shower, try asking the domme if you can ‘take the piss’. If she looks surprised, tell her you’ve been taking the piss out of dommes for years and you’ve seen her website and reckon you can take the piss out her, too
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The lovely Tiffany Naylor, of course, who enlivens the otherwise unlively town of Milton Keynes, or she did at one point, anyway.

Like many stars who get confused with their characters by fans, she was annoyed at first but she’s learnt to lean into it. ‘Oh, you loved me in Mean Girls? Great… and does your girlfriend like the movie too? Oh, really – no one at all? Well, I’m not surprised with a face like that, what a sad little loser…” and so on. It’s a lot less effort for her than it is for the exalted Ms Gadot, whose fans expect a booted kick to the face.

Men do not learn very much from the lessons of history

Not without a stern schoolmistress employing her cane to motivate them, anyway. It’s another hystorical post.

Fiendish angels

Or are they angelic fiends?

She likes to feel appreciated – who doesn’t?

There’s nothing like a man-hating lesbian girlfriend to inject a bit of firm discipline into a relationship.

Garbage needs to consider whether there are things in his life that are more important than money (other than her, of course, but that goes without saying).

This is of course the awesome Serena, Gynarchy Goddess, whose floors Servitor has often cleaned, almost never to her satisfaction, alas.

He’ll be fine, just as soon as he’s got beyond ‘Roses are red, violets are blue’.

Kitten isn’t an expert in economics, but she does understand the basic idea of conspicuous consumption and thoroughly approves of it.

A graceful predator in all her unfettered cruelty

Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to get used to it.

She and Sister Amy often struggle together with their vows of chastity. And I’m afraid it has to be admitted that the vows of chastity don’t usually win. But they’re young, they have years ahead of them to become more experienced in their nunnery’s ways.

Hurry up – imagine how awful she’d feel if she accidentally caused you a serious spinal injury, just because you were dawdling?

My SO had her beauty therapist look at my facial bruises one day. She said they were really nicely done.

Fans of this lovely lady may wish to watch her dancing as Wednesday, here. I mean, it’s not femdom or anything but it’s very… ummm… well, it’s just very. I believe that is the original, but I have to say I prefer the version set to Joy Division. But then, I is Bri-ish, innit?