OWK – Page 10 – Contemplating the divine

The hard labour of love

I don’t see why. Sounds like a great deal to me.

That’s thoughtful. One of my former Significant Others was always very keen on symmetrical patterns of welts. She’d take quite a long time adding a bit here, a bit there until it was right.

Good. It’s about time those pampered slaves at OWK learned the meaning of hard work and discipline.

This is – of course – the magnificent Madame Sarka, who will not be returning to OWK, but can be found here.

Yeah. Women can be sensitive about these things.
Aren’t the little heel-marks cute, by the way?

Apologies to MenAreSlaves.com for abusing two of their pictures this week (it’s their own fault for making such a vast archive of video stills public!). Of course, if they object in any way I will beg their forgiveness and take whatever consequences they mete out. In the meantime, why not pay their website a visit?

Nice to see boys getting a look-in, in this traditionally female occupation anyway. I’ve always fancied being a booth-babe. But it’s hard to imagine a product that would actually sell any more if I did.

Even more strictly factual

More OWKfacts! Completely and utterly true factoids about life, love and genital torture at the Other World Kingdom.

All pictures originally came from www.owk.cz and were found either there or on tumblr etc.

Strictly factual

OK, time for a new series. And I hope at least some of you like it, because I’ve done loads of these, and I’ll post more some time…

OWKfacts, that’s they are. Interesting, and little-known (because untrue) facts about the Other World Kingdom, a much missed now defunct femdom facility in the Czech Republic. I might have mentioned the place once or twice before, now I come to think of it…

All pictures, of course, must originally have come from www.owk.cz and were found either there or on tumblr etc.

Enjoy. Or don’t – see if I care.

But when you are tied to your mother’s apron…

As I’d love to be…still, this blog talks about castration anyway. Quite a lot, actually.

Sometimes, they are even the same aspect of the same place.

That’s a relief. It would be a bit embarassing to have had to reply “a small cupboard” to any questions about where you spent your honeymoon. And you know her rule about always telling the truth.

Oh, OK. Maybe we’re not talking about castration today, after all. Maybe we’re not talking about anything.

I suspect ‘we’ will.

I hope so too.

I said “Tell me your name, is it Sweet?”, she said “My boy, it’s Dagger.”

Oh yeah.

I think it’s rather special that she dressed up for the occasion.

By the way – don’t be fooled by that ‘the last hour’ into thinking this was some sort of brutal day-long beating! No, no – it was only just over an hour. He started screaming desperately for mercy just a few minutes into it, that’s all, when he hit his limit, and then there was about an hour before she stopped. I mean – they’re not that cruel at OWK, for goodness’ sake.

Source is fairly obviously the Other World Kingdom, and this is the magnificant Madame Katarina.

Maybe his Mistress will put up posters or something. Maybe not.

Source is the delightful Men are Slaves. Yes. Yes, we are.

You never know. Their victim might actually have been responsible for Amelia Earheart’s disappearance. Wouldn’t that be something! You see, lawyers always say that in court you should never ask a witness you don’t know the answer to already, but torture’s not like that. You can just go where it takes you, you know?

The source for this is a song I don’t like at all from a band I’d never heard of called White Flame. The video’s pretty good, if you turn the sound off, ignore the band members and just concentrate on the ladies above.

Somehow, I think you might get to know Debbie quite well.

I grant I never saw a goddess go…

…My mistress, when she walks, treads on the
ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she
belied with false compare.

She walks upon the ground it’s true, but also into my dreams. Ahhh.

Really, men get so obsessive about this sort of thing.

It’s good to have choices. Eat it, don’t eat it. Up to you.

I’ve noticed she seems to stay cross for longer, these days.

Actually, the Ladies always cook too much food at Christmas, and they end up having to throw at least half of it away. But it doesn’t get wasted – they just feed it to the pigs.

The person is political.

And, just for Another Anonymous:

See? It’s worth commenting in this blog. You get stuff.

Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains

…and isn’t that great?

No. You’re not going far.

It’s useful to understand your partner’s hard limits. For example, my Significant Other is OK with most forms of play, but ‘disobedience’ and ‘answering back’ are real hard limits for her.

The lady is of course the divine Princess Kali, who manages to look sweet, and mean, and sweetly mean, all at the same time.

Czech has almost twenty different ways of saying “sorry”, you know. Which actually turns out to be quite useful.

Two OWK captions in one posting. Goodness. Servitor must be feeling in need of harsh treatment.

It’s a nice gesture, but what’s the betting she’ll decide she wants to use the belt this time? Women – eh?

Slavery, inequality, sorority

He might have his hair tugged less if he cuts it too. He looks like a bit of a sissy with hair that long, if you ask me.

The divine Ms Darla Kincaid.

Isn’t that sweet? Of course, they didn’t keep the ponies for long. They’re so expensive to keep. But they’ll always have that memory.

Don’t be jealous that she’s so much better in bed than you are. After all, you’re so much better at ironing than she ever was.

I think you just pushed her own limits. I don’t recommend that.

It’s silly to blame her for your own faults, now, isn’t it?

Post-orgasm

Lots of people say that they love the post-orgasm state best of all. I’m not sure about that. I’ve been in a post-orgasm state since Day 2 of my marriage, and I have to say, it’s not doing a lot for me. My wife says I should give it more time, though, and she’s usually right about these things. And everything else.

On we go:

I don’t know about you, but I always find I come up with a snappy answer to that sort of question just a few minutes later, when it’s really too late.

Actually, quite a lot of the boys have burn marks, in all sorts of places, so the mistake’s understandable. Still – what a nuisance, eh?

Young people have these wild enthusiasms. When she bought it, she thought she’d be making waffles every day, but soon enough it was left in the bottom of the cupboard, forgotten and unwanted.

Women! So forgetful. It’s a good thing they’ve got us to look after them, isn’t it?

Contempt. Many pro-dommes try to conceal it, but ladies – if you’re ever visited by Servitor, feel free to tell me exactly what you think of this forty seven year-old client…

Cruel and usual punishment

Don’t you think it’s odd? That men who say they regard women as superior, also believe that being treated like women is humiliating? Isn’t that weird? I mean I feel like that. And I’m not weird. Odd, like I said.

I don’t really believe in horoscopes anyway. “You will visit a pro-domme, and be made to dance to k-pop wearing a pink tutu while Mistress and her friend laugh at you, and then make you eat cold courgettes with curry powder.” I mean, it’s just generic stuff that could apply to everyone, right?

It’s a good thing we like being treated with contempt, nicht wahr?

You’d better read the whole thing through, because I’m sure she’ll have got ‘minuscule’ wrong, and she usually forgets there are two ‘p’s in ‘disappointing’.

Actually, you don’t really even have to ask. If she hasn’t already bought it for you, you probably don’t really need it, do you?