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Destructive criticism

I was about to say they don’t get very many complaints but I looked into it and apparently they do get lots and lots of complaints, but they’re invariably withdrawn later. Sometimes by the patients themselves, sometimes by their legal guardians if they’ve been declared mentally incapable. So that’s all right.

Better do what she says. Really.

You do have a safeword, of course. Just use it if it all gets too much, and she’ll stop whatever she was doing immediately and do something else. This, for instance.

Looks like it’s going to be all talk and no action! What a disappointment.

You know, they gave him equal billing with her? Sometimes the world makes no sense at all.

Maleness, managed

Some might say it’s not quite summer yet, so it’s a bit early to be putting him outside for the night, but she says the fresh air’s good for him.

It’s the extras that really define how well a marriage will work. This one looks strong.

Har de har har. Sorry about that.

Always a bit embarrassing to meet an old flame, but she’s making the effort so you should too.

You know, her relationship with Raoul would probably break down completely if you weren’t around. Well done you.

Angels and devils

My SO hates being accused of cruelty – she’d rather be thanked for it.

Maybe Susie will call you – you know, to even the score?

It’s odd seeing your own cock, scaled up by 300%. Odder still to feel it.

Honestly, does it really matter? I mean, the script doesn’t specify exactly what it is, so it’s hardly going to affect the finished production.

The lovely ladies of Cruella, of course. Enjoying the balmy English summertime, there.

The needle looks a little scary, but really don’t worry: it’s nothing compared to the other stuff that’s planned.

Severe sentences

Oh well. No harm done, I expect. Anyway, everyone makes an occasional mistake.

My SO has always been faithful. Oh, she may have oral, vaginal and anal sex – sometimes even at the same time – with a great many men and women, but she locked my cock into my little tube on our wedding day and that’s still the only cock she’s ever locked up. It’s special to her, she says, like my virginity.

Sure, she’d love to hear about that. Maybe even roleplay it, hmm? She can be the client and he the server. He should try to make an effort, though: there’s a lot of boys interested in this job and to make it as fair as possible, she’s interviewing all of those who passed the photo test. He needs to show her he’s willing to go that extra mile, giving it 110%.

And anyway, she’s quite sexually adventurous: she won’t just be using the cattle prod on your penis; there are so many other parts of the body that deserve some attention too.

Looks like you’re going to be feeling her pain. And a great deal more that’s all your own.

Oral displeasure

I think it’s only fair to point out that this young lady has actually signed a Mistress-Slave agreement ruling out any humiliating D/S play in public. But not with you. Go on – don’t keep her waiting.

Or she could put yet another hood over that one. My SO loves to wrap me in layer after layer of latex hood and we play ‘find the air-hole’, which is a bit like ‘pass the parcel’ but with a strict time limit.

Your feelings do matter, obviously. Just not to her. Or Daniel.

It’ll be fine. Dr Franley’s patients rarely complain.

Don’t get into one of those Mars/Venus misunderstandings by interpreting her words literally, OK? I mean, she wants a present tomorrow too, obviously.

Love and abjection

You might want to try noble, stoic silence? No? Oh, OK: frantic pitiful grovelling it is, then.

Don’t worry, it’s only until next Christmas, then she has other plans for her little porky-boy.

I imagine you’re expecting a joke here about being ‘tossed off’ but I won’t because (a) it would be weak, unfunny and in very poor taste and (b) I’ve done it several times before.

Her paces, obviously. Moron. Do you expect her to change the way she walks just to accommodate you?

Personally I’d rather they were in those cute Young Communist Pioneer outfits. But my opinion doesn’t matter.

Little man, you’re crying

She knows why you’re blue.

Thank goodness (and her) for that.

I’ve always thought it odd that I am both her object and her subject.

When she talks of the ‘place’ that’ll do it, just think of a gleaming, modern medical facility, OK? Not a dirty garage filled with rusty tools. It’ll be easier that way.

Thank goodness for the invention of electricity – it’s a great way to save labour, or induce it depending on who’s holding the zapper.

One day your luck might run out.

Their beauty and their style

He can do 100 words a minute – most of them being ‘sorry’.

I don’t see why it’s so unethical. I mean, consent was sought and freely… well, consent was given anyway, which is the main thing.

She’s always hungry. She always needs to feed. She must eat. All she gets is nasty Orcses.

I think we can all agree that anyone doing that deserves whatever Hayley feels like handing out (and she’s a big strong girl).

Romance, revenge and healthy exercise, all in one long, happy afternoon.

Tearful conversations

Anybody else want to negotiate?

It’s recreational for her, anyway – although there’s a serious element to it too.

I wonder what the OWK Ladies would have done, had the wall not come down in 1989 and no Velvet Revolution occurred? Oh, they’re so talented I am sure they have found some kind of niche within the totalitarian system where their skills could be useful, but it would have been very different.

Just try to think unsexy thoughts while they do it. Reading this blog should give you some ideas.

Once again, I do have a bit of a gripe here. I mean, sometimes it’s “I want the truth and I’m going to keep on increasing the voltage until I get it’ and next it’s ‘Keep your nasty little opinions to yourself.’ It just doesn’t always seem entirely fair, is all I’m saying, but I suppose it’s best not to complain.

Painful untruths

I’d offer to get rid of it myself but someone seems accidentally to have secured my wrists to the sides of the bed, here. I’ll have to have a word about that.

She’ll get the hang of it.

One of the riskier fetishes is ‘very pissed-off dominatrix’.

The depressing thing is, as it’s a vanilla porn movie. your being beaten up isn’t even really central to the main action. Try femdom: at least there, the beatings you receive are part of the sexy bit rather than filler.

I’ll just have another nonesome, then. Maybe two.