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.
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| Horsey horsey don’t you dare stop. |
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| 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. |
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| It’s odd, isn’t it? Some of us would bend over backwards to be in that situation. Forwards, too. |
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| Try to be brave. Think of her feelings, after all. |
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| I would. |
…then you’re wasting your money.
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| Actually, I think she just wants to see you get beaten up. |
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| The rule is that only the lower brown stripe can still be visible, before the traffic stick treatment can be considered complete. |
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| It’s good that she’s so broadminded. I’ll get me coat… |
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| It’s what your right arm’s for. |
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| It’s amazing the things they can do with CGI special effects these days. They can actually make it look as if flesh is being burnt off with a red-hot brand, you know. But her method’s better. |
It’s what she says when my hand’s been doing a bit too much lovin’. I just say ‘Yes Ma’am’.
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| The beautiful Mistress Mina Thorne, whose dungeon I’m sure is entirely free of creepy-crawlies. Except her clients, obviously. |
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| Perhaps these things should come with instructions. |
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| Sounds like a win-win. |
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| Actually it arrived two days ago. Come on – you have to tell her sooner or later. If she calls the couriers and finds out, she’s going to be very cross. |
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| That’s very considerate of her, isn’t it? They’re not all heartless bitches, the ladies featured on this site, you know. |
A few weeks back, several of you were kind enough to comment on a post of mine asking advice about publicising this blog. I have now set up a Tumblr version of the blog, at http://servitor-again.tumblr.com/.
Many thanks especially to Total Discord and an anonymous commenter who suggested doing this.
However, if you’re reading this here there is little point in going there. I have set up automatically to update when I post to this blog, but Tumblr requires that posts are categorised as photos, text and so on. So a mixed post of this sort does not go up. I have the automatic update set to ‘photo’ so every time I post here the first captioned image will be on Tumblr, but nothing else: not the other images and no text. A story using photos (like the recent Anne in Space) will be rather incomprehensible, as it would just consist of an uncaptioned picture of Anne wearing a spacesuit. Which is very nice, obviously – almost as nice as Anne not wearing a spacesuit – but not really what I intended. I’ll also queue up some old captions, posted here long ago, to keep the Tumblr ticking over. But anyway, there will be nothing there that has not already been posted here, so you’re in the right place already! Well done, you.
On with the show:
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| Very wise precaution. |
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| Isn’t it just? Fast Show reference, obviously, for UK viewers. No? I’ll get me coat… |
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| Leave the back door open and lock the front. That’s what my mother always used to say, anyway. |
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| Oooh – exciting! I wonder what she’s planning for those crucial last few seconds? (Actually, of course, I already know but let’s just say I don’t want to ruin the surprise). |
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| New dommes – don’t try this at home! No, hang on. Let me clarify: if you want to get drunk in session, do try it at home. Not down the pub. |
… than you can with just a harsh word. To misquote Al Capone.
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| And perhaps not. It really doesn’t have any say in the matter anyway. |
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| I wonder what’s in the box? |
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| Very practical. |
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| Anyway, it’s not really a problem if he does suffocate: she’ll still come. |
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| She has my attention already. |
Servitor says: new widget! Try the new lucky dip feature, over to the right there.
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| I think it’s rather special that she dressed up for the occasion. |
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| By the way – don’t be fooled by that ‘the last hour’ into thinking this was some sort of brutal day-long beating! No, no – it was only just over an hour. He started screaming desperately for mercy just a few minutes into it, that’s all, when he hit his limit, and then there was about an hour before she stopped. I mean – they’re not that cruel at OWK, for goodness’ sake. |
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| Maybe his Mistress will put up posters or something. Maybe not. |
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| You never know. Their victim might actually have been responsible for Amelia Earheart’s disappearance. Wouldn’t that be something! You see, lawyers always say that in court you should never ask a witness you don’t know the answer to already, but torture’s not like that. You can just go where it takes you, you know? |
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| Somehow, I think you might get to know Debbie quite well. |
It’s Christmas! Get on with your chores!
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| The divine Ms Haberman. Could you possibly want anything else for Christmas? Could you? Oh. Well, you can’t. |
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| Not that “we” get much say in the matter. |
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| OK, rather a bleak caption for Christmas I suppose… but remember – it’s Christmas for him, too. He just doesn’t know it. |
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| You’ll have to apologise to your wife when you next see her, for suspecting her of such an evil plan. Maybe in sign language. |
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| I have no idea who that is, but I hate him with a burning passionate envy that I can barely express. Ahem. |
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| The incomparable Madame Sarka, originally of OWK but now, I believe, independently lethal |
