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Romantically hers

What a nightmare. That happened to me once, but fortunately the lady I’d been following was very kind and really nice about it. I can’t say the same about my SO when I was finally handed back, but being kind and nice just isn’t her thing.

If it’s important, it’s worth discussing properly, right?

Here we go again.

The weird thing is, he had his tonsils out when he was a kid. Must have grown back, I suppose. Things sometimes do, you know.

Probably she’ll just be lying in bed later, trying to get to sleep, and it’ll just pop into her head, just like that. Or in the morning. Whatever.

Speaking of subjective opinions, I’d be interested in any thoughts on Blogger/Blogspot’s new policy of requiring sign-in for adult-themed blogs like this (I’ve personally always thought that it’s best described as childish and immature rather than adult, but there you go…). I hadn’t even noticed, as I’m permanently logged in, but a commenter on my mirror Tumblr site let me know.

You’re the wrong people to ask, really, because by definition you’re here so it hasn’t stopped you. But it seems from Internet chatter to have happened around the start of February and my traffic stats do seem to have dropped in half, overnight.

Hmm. It’s not too bad. Many people have Google IDs and some won’t even notice, like me. But it’s a shame if new people cannot get here from search engines and suchlike. I looked into alternative places to blog a few years back, when there was a threat to block adult blogs entirely, and I set up my Tumblr site but I cannot move fully there because (a) it doesn’t allow nakedness and although unlike many adult blogs, I rarely feature fully undressed ladies, this blog has never had a problem with images of males in the natural animal state in which the Goddess created them, their vulnerable flesh reddening under a whip or goose-pimpling as they engage in vigorous productive outdoor activity on a crisp winter morning in the snow. Sorry, where was I? Oh yes: (b) Tumblr is basically a clip or photo-sharing site. I need a blank sheet of paper to write stuff; I still occasionally write stories and so on. Tumblr is more like a social media ‘feed’ but this blog – like its author – is hopelessly stuck in the past and I want a web page people come to and ‘read’.

Any thoughts?

Yanking my chain

Don’t you hate it when she does that?

Nah, same old. Just got a new hood that’s all – and some fresh whip-marks.

Models have something of a reputation for aggressive behaviour, which is often quite undeserved, sad to say.

To be honest, if I had to choose my perversion, there are probably easier options than being submissive. But fortunately I cannot choose and as a submissive I’d rather not anyway.

Many brides can be a bit on edge during the big day – the whole ‘bridezilla’ thing, you know? Just humour her… soon you’ll have tied the knot and can settle down to a lifetime of married bliss.

Hmm. Seems a bit unprofessional, to have mixed up the creams like that. Probably best not to complain, though.

Damned lies and sadistics

Guys need to be kept busy, preferably with female oversight, or their attention wanders. There’s no one right way to do it. It could be anything from meticulous housework for that one special lady, through scrubbing the pavements as part of a community-run cleaning squad all the way to five years of hard labour in a male re-education camp. It’s all good.

If you can’t afford a lovely sound-proofed dungeon and you want to enjoy the screams, just have a word with your neighbours. Most will be perfectly happy with the noise, as long as you talk to them about it. And you might even find a common interest!

The lovely Mistress Mina Thorne, of course, about to show off her CBT skills. I’d like to link to her web site but I am not at all sure that this is actually her, as I read somewhere she is retired, sin which case I’m afraid your C and B will just have to be T-ed by someone else. Unless she isn’t retired, in which case they won’t. I expect someone will know?

So you couldn’t even save up a few weeks’ pocket money? No wonder she prefers Harold – I mean, apart from all the other reasons, obviously.


My SO was absolutely furious when I came home once with a prescription for painkillers. She said she felt it devalued the hard work she was putting into our marriage. It was very unfeeling of me, and I have to say I did feel very uncomfortable as a result, for a long time afterwards.

In-laws can take some getting used to and there’s no harm in getting out of the occasional evening with a little white lie, especially if you spend that evening learning to be a better husband.

Miss guided

Remember: it’s only humiliating if you try to cling to any vestige of self-respect.

Although this one would do just fine, obviously.

Yes… it’s very easily done. I do hope she’s careful.

She seems quite new to this: don’t forget to explain the importance of consent.

Swift retribution. Har-de-har.

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.