male maid – Page 3 – Contemplating the divine

Forbidding ladies

Don’t worry. One day you’ll no longer be a valuable asset.

You can still walk away. For that to happen, you’ll need a degree of conscious control over your limbs, so you might need to wait a few moments.

Some might find it bizarre that he’s the one paying her, really, but we don’t, do we?

The extraordinarily wonderful Lady Sophia Black. But no link to her web site, as she’s retired. Like Paltego said a couple of weeks ago, you mustn’t leave it too late – see what you miss out on?

I’m beginning to think she might be taking in laundry from her friends, to earn a little money on the side, the sly old thing.

Sorry, readers, I couldn’t resist. Well… I could have. But I didn’t.

Rather tediously, just a quick word about anonymity. I’m getting more and more comments on the blog, which is absolutely brilliant, and I do try to reply to them all. Blogger provides an option for whether to allow anonymous comments and with some trepidation I switched it on some years back and I have not regretted it. Almost all comments are fun and kind, I have very, very few trolls and the occasional marketing blurb that escapes the spam filters can easily be deleted (or left up if I think it funny).

So, all good. But it’s getting harder to reply to all of the anonymous comments as specifically as I’d like. You are of course welcome to be as anonymous as you want. Our society is at present sadly unappreciative of males who need to be dressed in little maid outfits and have their naughty bottoms smacked until they squeal (actually, most if not all males need that, but the majority don’t know it yet). However, if you could try to be just a little less anonymous, that would make the comments section more fun, I think. Two options. One: you can set up a Google account in a fake name. I mean, I myself am not actually called ‘Servitor’ in real life, startlingly enough. I have a completely separate Windows log-in for naughty stuff and that’s where Servitor lives, when he’s not chained up in the doghouse outside. Two, if you’re uncomfortable with that you can still be officially ‘Anonymous’ but put some name at the bottom of your comments. Misses Zoe and Holly do that, so do many others. Even femsup can manage it, and he’s a worthless, incompetent worm, as I think he’d be the first to admit. No offence, ‘sup.

Or don’t. Up to you. I won’t delete purely anonymous comments and I’ll keep trying to reply to them. So there are neither rewards nor consequences for good behaviour in this regard, as this blog is not under proper female supervision. Just a suggestion.

Goodness, that was a lot of words with no wanking material involved. And there you are, sitting all ready with your trousers down around your ankles. Go on, then, have an extra captioned image of a lovely lady, as a reward for getting this far.

Quite right. Back to those chores.

United and flexible resolve

The ladies of my ever-unpopular Downton Domination series may appear to live lives of idle luxury. But it would be a grave error to mistake requiescence for acquiescence, as I’m sure you’ll agree as soon as you’ve looked up what it means. When Hitler and his gang of thugs made that mistake in 1939, these lionesses answered their country’s call. Spunk, not funk, was the order of the day. They did their bit and this blog is proud to remember Downton Domination’s finest hours.

Not forgetting our gallant and indefatigable allies, of course. What? No, not the bloody yanks you damn fool!

Severely

I suppose it’s polite to ask, but really she should just make herself at home.

He looks pretty trustworthy to me. You’ll be fine. Just think about something else for 20 minutes.

No, she’s not particular. Well…she is, obviously. Just not about that sort of thing.

See? There’s always a solution if you just talk it out. It’s like the time I finally told my SO I was finding our ‘lifestyle’ a bit difficult and in just a few minutes ‘talking it through’ we hit on the solution of shutting the fuck up and never complaining to her again. So simple, in retrospect and it’s avoided so many problems since.

She’s definitely going to go down there and check he’s OK, though. There’s just something she needs to do first, that’s all.

Hurtful comments

She’s trying to play it cool, but I think we all know she’s wildly turned on by the whole scene.

My SO has a similar scheme: I hand her all my money and do everything I’m told and in return I live a life that is quite frequently entirely free of agonizing pain. It’s really a bargain, when you think about it.

Glad sissy found a way to keep busy, to take her mind off the situation.

Yes: literally ‘any’. What would you like him to do next?

Let’s hope he doesn’t react violently, but if he does let’s at least be grateful that no one important will get hurt.

Harsh unreality

Many women are actually very good at verbal humiliation play without even realising it, in my experience.

Don’t forget to shout out your safeword if it all gets too much. Fire ant play can be quite intense.

He reports to the Chief Prison Inspector for the region, who in turn reports to his wife – whose lover by curious chance, is the Governess of this facility. But they are all scrupulously independent.

Sookie was doing well this month: got to day 3 without any class 1 faults. That’s a record.

It might be a while – she has a very high tolerance for pain.

(Oh, and I just thought you might like to see a picture of the Prime Minister of Finland.)

Actually, speaking of politics (as fetish porn blogs so often will), the British Tory party has another opportunity to opt for the smack of firm government and elect Penny Mordaunt. Let’s hope they know what’s good for them this time.

Misfortunate males

Oh dear, not again. You’d think she’d have learnt to be more careful by now.

My SO promised me, when she brought out my first little maid’s dress that if it ever became too humiliating, I could take it off. So far, apparently it never has – in fact, she generally thinks it’s not humiliating enough – so we’ve not really tested that, but it’s good to know. Safeguards are important.

Respect is very important in a marriage.

Young people in love can be so romantic… let’s hope he gets out of their way quickly.

This humble slave once assumed ‘supplication position #3’ to ask its revered and powerful Mistress whether She would gracefully consent to granting Her humble slave the precious gift of a high-protocol BDSM relationship, but she just told it to fuck off and stop being so irritating.

Unethical statements

Both, probably.

She’ll have to break me first…. eeek!

Yes, doing the little dance routine should definitely help with the feeling of humiliation.

I’m never sure whether I prefer sand or seaweed for my punishment meals when we’re at the beach. Not that I actually get to choose, of course.

No harm done. Sissy didn’t need those knees.

Terror the human form divine

A family friend was branded by a Canadian domme. He kicked up a bit of a fuss when she started on the French translation, but ‘la loi c’est la loi’, I guess.

He’s sulky because when they have guests around he’s usually allowed to stay up. But after she had to deal with a tantrum at their last dinner party, she’s decided not to risk it.

Don’t forget to look super-relaxed.

A few hours spent torturing a male doesn’t make a lesbian relationship any less vanilla, any more than cuddling together in front of the TV with a box of chocolates makes them choco-fetishists.

I’m sure you don’t mind – you married her for her personality, not her looks, right? And she certainly has a very strong personality.

A total portrait with no omissions

The divine Ms Harry, for contemplation and worship.

Sometimes she’s in the mood for screaming and frantic pleading but right now she’s trying to enjoy her book, so just keep it down, hmm?

She can show you both heaven and hell – as, to be fair, can the priest but in a very different way.

See? Cruella’s not all about bleak post-industrial settings. This photo-shoot’s in a bleak pre-industrial setting and a refreshing change it is too.

Don’t you just hate being the third one on a date? I do – but she doesn’t seem to care.

Go on – not many kinksters get to live out their fantasies in reality.

Mine’s ‘maggot’, by a curious coincidence. But can readers of this blog keep that to themselves, please? You can’t be too careful these days. Fortunately my SO is the only one who knows the really important passwords, like the one for our bank account. I wonder what these two need yours for? Still… best not to argue.

Beauty and some beasts

In some great literature, the characters form lasting attachments. In snip-lit, it’s usually the opposite.

It’s good that he’s supporting her artistic development – and she his.

Trevor’s the one on the left. You might think, looking at him, that he’s made quite a few ‘noble gestures’ lately, but in fact it’s just that his work shift on the treadmill happened to coincide with Madame Sarka’s turn to be overseer.

Or it might not. It’s really not going to affect things either way, to be honest.

I think it’s horrible when people abuse riding crops by using them on horses.