Obedience is the road to freedom, humility the road to pleasure

Your stupidity and inability to learn go perfectly with her desire to hit people who annoy her.
A cage is a safe place for panicking.
She’s not cruel, exactly, she just believes that it’s perfectly natural for powerful creatures to enjoy inflicting pain on the helpless and weak. Anyway, this is probably just the first of many fascinating things you’ll learn about each other as you embark on the journey that is marriage.
In serious competition, skatebusters lose points for any direct contact between the blades and testicles, although for interval shows and suchlike that’s a real crowd-pleaser.
He’ll have ample time to think about how he can assert his adult dignity, after he’s been put to bed.
She believes in zero-based budgeting.

A man is what he thinks about all day long

Is he really? Oh dear. Now I despise myself more than ever.

Regrets, I’ve had a few… paid good money for some of them.
She surprised herself with how easily she adapted to the mean, contemptuous persona her new clients wanted.
I prefer my cucumbers small and smooth, but my SO always buys those big, really knobbly ones. I suppose there’s no accounting for taste. Anyway, obviously I never refuse it, that would be wasteful.
They’re scarred by the memory. Mentally scarred I mean, obviously the physical scars were inflicted by her.

The elegant and poised Lady Mephista, there. And four incompetent naked blokes.

She’s asking the right girls. They know all about it.
You could request a recount?

Controlled freaks

Just think how nice it’ll be when finally Petra does say yes. Or try not to think about that. Whatever.
I took a personality quiz once and failed.
As my SO likes to say, the pain is never ‘too much’, it’s always exactly the right amount.
It’s powerful stuff, but it works together with hormones coded by the Y-chromosome, apparently, so it doesn’t work on half the population. Still, that’s no reason not to put it into widespread production to get the benefits for the other half.
And just follow the same approach for the rest of your life too, obviously.
I’m not in favour of this happening to all food-delivery guys, mind. Just the 75% who ride their bikes on the pavement and through red lights.

The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing

With that quote from Blaise Pascal (who she?), we introduce another post devoted to that sweetest of feminine characteristics: being impossibly, delightfully unreasonable in relations with the lesser sex.

The beatings will continue

… as long as she likes, whether behaviour improves or not, quite frankly.

She does most sincerely respect your domme’s right to express her own identity, by making you go out looking ridiculous and humiliating you in public. It’s not for everyone, but that’s just her choice, y’know?
I read somewhere that the game of Tetris was inspired by this OWK photoset. Stranger things have happened… although not many, it must be admitted.
He was going to get the knee anyway, of course, but now he’ll get it harder, faster and probably with more of a salutory effect.
Snuff’s not for everyone, but I reckon every woman should try it once – and then all the men would be dead, which would be nice.
Actually, sunburn and face-slapping go together quite nastily.
They ended up making a bit of a mess of the office, but fortunately no one who mattered got into any trouble about it.

Callous whispers

No household bills, but Dave’s still paying off the instalments on his motorbike. And it’s not like the pay-pig gets to choose, right?
Cometh the hour, cometh the humiliation freak.
Almost sorry but not sorry.
The Government have been giving men a chance to show they can improve without harsh measures. So far, results have been quite disappointing.
Goes with your total lack of personality, I expect. Sorry, but someone had to tell you.
Of course, the only reliable way to decide which OWK Lady is nicest is to experience a whipping from each of them in turn. Fortunately, Nigel’s already been sufficiently outspoken that there’s a rota on the wall of the Ladies’ break room to ensure that’s exactly what he gets over the course of his stay.

On sunny beaches (14)

Ah, last day of the holiday, one last day of chores. beatings and humiliation before Servitor’s normal life (and welcome to it!) resumes. Now would be a good time to post some comments, in box down below, there. Y’know, if there’s any captions that particularly caught your eye or you just want to express your utter contempt. Servitor will respond to all comments (except spammy ones), throughout this holiday period, and will be made to express the appropriate degree of remorse, so have at it.

Gentlemen-in-waiting

Dommes! Summer safety tip for beach play: if you’ve commanded a sub to remain in position, either check he’s above the high tide mark or remember to take him with you when you leave the beach. Unless you’ve brought a spare or two on holiday with you, of course.
When they are graciously permitted to take part in a conversation, males should stick to subjects they know best, like screaming and begging for forgiveness.
Castration wards are often the best-equipped in any hospital; it’s because a lot of senior administrators in the NHS these days are women, apparently. They do such important work: angels, all of them, angels.
Looks like she’s decided her domestic life needs her urgent attention and her job is just going to have to wait.
Nigel got beaten savagely for wearing the dog costume… but then Madame Christine went on to beat the speaker equally savagely because it was Tuesday. When it was actually Thursday! OWK, eh?
It’ll be a quiet night in, except for the yelping.