owk memories

Those memories I left behind

More memories (trigger warning: link goes to a vanilla, safe for work video) from the glory days of OWK, in the ladies’ own words, faithfully invented and set down as captions by your lying, deceitful blogger.

Memories, memories, sweet memories

Yes, to bring in the new year, what better than to look back – with more recollections from the lovely ladies of the sadly now defunct Other World Kingdom.

Well, completely made up stuff from the mind of servitor, anyway. But I do have a general disclaimer over there to the right, if you care to look. This blog does not make a fetish of realism. Muddy boots, yes, sissy panties, certainly, but realism – not so much.

This is the second in a series of, well, two at the moment but you never know. Here’s the first.

Ladies – over to you.

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As most of you will know, the Other World Kingdom closed its doors some time ago. Like many submissives, I was completely captivated by the images and videos produced by this place, and I wish I had had the opportunity to go. Especially in the very early days, there was a freshness and originality to OWK. I still remember seeing the first full-page glossy ad for the place in a magazine (before the Internet – or at least before I had access, in 1992 or so). There were these stern ladies escorting prisoners with a real concentration-camp vibe. So different from the scenes shot in the British home counties, or the usual studios.

Anyway, through the extensive use of a media technique known in the trade as ‘making it up’, this blog managed to secure interviews with several of the OWK’s ladies just before it closed, reminiscing about the early days and their time at the OWK. The author would like to thank all of these ladies for donating their completely imaginary time, as well as for the advice they provided to him for self-improvement, during the course of the fantasised interviews.

We miss you, OWK.