murder – Page 8 – Contemplating the divine

Repent at leisure

My repentence, her leisure.

I often suffer from pain during my SO’s sexual activity. Usually in the same room, but not always. Her reaching orgasm sometimes brings relief from the pain – temporarily at any rate – I’m glad to say.

Visiting a domme can be a very spiritual experience.

Oh well. No real harm done

The lovely Divine Mistress Heather, who in real life I am sure always makes sure her slaves get exactly the voltage they need: neither more nor (most certainly) less.

See? She’s not a vicious, unfeeling sadist at all. She’s a considerate, empathetic sadist. They’re the worst.

The one on the back’s quite long. I was told it describes in detail the ways I am blessed.

Brutal loving care

Silly, really, to get rid of stock that’s hardly even damaged, but that’s their policy.

Often, when smokers give up, they undertake some symbolic act of renunciation: crushing the cigarette pack beneath their shoes, for example, or just throwing it onto a fire. Something like that might be worth trying too, to make clear all that nonsense is in your past, now.

Not sure about the colour swatches, though. I think the traditional dark grey is still best.

I expect they just didn’t get the original joke. Try explaining it more slowly.

And they say porn doesn’t really cause any harm…

May the Lady make us truly thankful

‘Squeakity’ indeed! I’d like to point out that I’m actually speaking perfectly normally, just in a very high pitch and with a lot of hysterical shrieking and pleading.

My SO found out once that I’d taken out a book on lock-picking. She over-reacted completely – as usual! – and after a long and sometimes difficult evening ‘discussing’ it, I had to take it back the very next day. The librarian was quite pleased: she said there was a long waiting list for it. All men.

I’ve occasionally wondered what I’d do with all the money, if I won the lottery. I suppose if it ever actually happened, she’d tell me soon enough, though.

It’s perfectly normal. Don’t worry about a thing: you have a long life ahead of you.

She always finds it quite upsetting when this happens. She’s actually a very nice person – I don’t know why she stays with him.

Painful conversations

Lots of men don’t realise that ‘mere’ words can cause pain. There are words that I have spoken on occasion that have led to quite astonishing amounts of pain, sometimes almost immediately.

See: this is just the kind of thing I’m talking about. One minute you think you’re having a pleasant conversation, and…, I dunno, maybe there was something that upset her or something, but when you wake up you’re naked and gagged, upside down in a canvas sack bumping along a country road to goodness knows where… I guess it’s a Mars/Venus thing.

When they next see Trevor, I expect they can ask him how the special effects wizards manage to make the torture and murder look so realistic.

Thank goodness all that’s behind me.

Poor thing. I expect he has no idea how much pain she’s been going through, the heartless bastard.

Yeah ‘trodden’. It is a ridiculous language, actually. Perhaps Gal could give me a few Hebrew lessons. I’m sure I’d be a very conscientious student.

Be cruel to thy neighbour

It does, actually. But it was never very good at it, anyway, so no loss really.

Scurry scurry scurry.

She can track your progress with the little chip thing they insert under your skin. If she can be bothered.

Damn… she’s right. Eight years I’ve been writing this blog and… oh well.

Thank goodness everyone’s safe. Everyone who matters, anyway.

When you’re dancing slowly, sucking your sleeve

The boys get lonely after you leave. I’ve featured this before, of course.

I have to admit she’s right there.

Breaking up is always painful – this no more so than most.

Silly old Kurt – fucks my wife, takes my money… I think he’s just covering up feelings of insecurity.

No regrets, though. She doesn’t allow them.

Awww…., isn’t she sweet? How could anyone say no to that?

Painful conversations

They have a 97% record of safe deliveries, so there’s actually very little to worry about, as long as you’ve been a good husband.

And I’m sure Herbert’s is not a cock he’d like suck either! So why on earth are they doing it? Men are odd.

If you’re thinking of trying this, be careful, OK? Those chastity inspectors are no joke. She could lose her keyholder licence and you could lose your… well anyway, just be careful, yeah?

Actually, that’s not quite true. She loves her job, but she’d rather be doing ear, nose and throat surgery. That’s where her real interest lies, but apparently you have to do a stint in every department before you can specialise.

Hmm. It’s tricky, isn’t it?

The angel at my side…

…. she gives me good advice.

Actually, the idea that men can’t multi-task is a complete myth. Men who think they can’t just need to meet a woman with the right attitude. It’s just laziness.

Don’t worry… they don’t tug hard. She does, but that’ll be the scrotal clip, not the nipple… so not so bad.

Life as a conversation piece.

Oh well. It’s better than coming back down to ‘discuss’ it while they’re still here. I hate that.

Decisions, decisions. Thank goodness I never have to make any.

You make a grown man cry

Don’t worry: Janine would never let you be eaten by some cat on the street. She has her own cat whom she loves dearly.

You can buy her gifts too. Lots of them, to make sure there are at least a few she’ll like.

This is the wonderful, clever and creative Lady Sophia Black, who has occasionally had the bad luck to encounter Servitor in person, but managed to come out smiling an evil smile the other side. She is – needless to say – not at all like the personality depicted in the caption.

It’s going to be kind of like the Revenant but without clothes. Or the bear. And shorter.

I read a men’s lib magazine once when I was a teeanger – it was being passed around the boys at school, you know. I didn’t understand much of it, but it suggested that readers try to discuss some of the ideas in it with the women in their lives, so I asked one of my sisters and she explained it to me at length.

That’s the trouble with marriage problems – one day you think everything’s fine, that you’re in love and nothing can ever disturb that: then before you know it you’re hanging naked on a meat hook about to be castrated. You woinder where it went wrong, you know? The important thing to remember is that it’s all your fault.

Controllable lust

I’ll just slip into something less comfortable before we start…

Alan’s still a little nervous about the situation, OK? So nothing too freaky when he comes round.

Still, she looks good in it. A bit of a waste if she doesn’t wear it often… it was quite expensive, after all. Still, I’m sure you don’t want her wearing something uncomfortable just for you, do you?

If it’s any consolation, the amount of her time you’ll be getting for free would run into tens of thousands of pounds, if she were charging in a consensual session.

That’s almost as good. And a lot cleaner.