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| I expect they’ll be up all night, chatting away like girls do. |
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| Nice to see some pics of dommes looking happy. |
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| Isn’t that a sweet smile? |
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| Good thing she caught it in time. |
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| Wovon man nicht sprechen kann, daruber muss man schweigen |
Category: OWK
Divine images and childish scribbles
My grovelling apologies to the extraordinary women in each of these pictures, for adding my dirty little thoughts to their beautiful images.
But I’m incorrigible. Here we go:
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| The blonde on the right doesn’t look happy. Do you think Sophie’s just out-done her, with this initiative and she’s annoyed? Alpha females – fear them! |
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| Ahhh. |
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| I hope he’s enjoying his session. Doesn’t look it. |
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| This is a great photo-sequence, I recommend it. Sometimes OWK breaks through the cliches and does something really original (and cruel!). Human fish. Brilliant, just brilliant. |
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| Well you’re just going to have to look it up, aren’t you? Try the link below. |
Here are some pictures of тараканы.
Give us this day…
…our daily captions. You know, this rate of posting is going to have to slow down at some point. But for now it’s OK, so here we go again:
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| Doesn’t he look pleased? |
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| Took me ages to get this the way I want it. But an image from behind the bars of a cage just had to be captioned. There aren’t enough of them. |
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| I soooo love schoolboy sessions. |
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| Must get a bit messy in the goat pen. Lucky there are bootlicker slaves waiting back at the castle. |
Daily observation
Captioned images of…oh, I think we all get the idea by now, right?
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I actually think Madame Sarka looking cheerful is even more scary than Madame Sarka looking angry.
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| Quiet, measured menace. Yum. |
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| Isn’t she great? Lucky Rudy. |
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| I think this could explain a lot about the perfomance of British companies lately. The best way to avoid it is to put ladies in charge, obviously. |
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| I’ve always liked the idea behind this caption and I’ll probably use it again… |
For Valentine’s Day? Or for life?
If I write for you my humble words of love, if I uncover my inmost thoughts, and hopes, and dreams and fears and pour them out in return for a raindrop of your approval…and if I package and seal all these treasures in an envelope and slip it under your door at midnight…
…will you trample it mercilessly beneath your heels, unread and scorned?
Oh I do so hope so.
Well, I don’t have any image to which to use that as a caption, so here are some images that do have captions. None are particularly Valentines themed, except that all in a sense involve unrequited love.
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| Isn’t she beautiful? Aren’t we just the luckiest creatures to be permitted to breathe the air on the same planet as someone who looks like this? |
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| Well, I’d trust Madame Sarka with my life. Looking at her web site, it appears her slaves effectively do. |
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| Sometimes only a few words are needed. |
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| Sometimes a lot of words are needed. I wonder whether it can really be called a captioned image, as opposed to an illustrated story, when the ratio of image to text is this low. Ah well. There are no rules for this (unless and until some superior imposes some on me). |
Sunday Service
Captions of dominance, humiliation and worship – of course.
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| You can put my name down as a collaborator straight away. |
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| Disdain. For me, ‘disdainful’ is a very sexy attitude |
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| Raoul’s back, just for Underling. |
Divinity lessons
More pictures of our betters (well, my betters certainly), for edification, instruction and enlightenment.
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| Just out of interest – which one is Miss Evans, do you think? |
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| Is this someone famous? I’m not good on celebrities. |
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The astonishing Madame Sarka, who has haunted my dreams for years
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| Wow. Just…wow. |
Female domination on a Friday
Some more captioned images, created in a sprit of respectful homage and awe, and certainly not just because that’s what turns me on (see story in previous post).
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| Something about that smile just says to me – isn’t it just fantastic that I can make him do these things and get paid for it? I often wonder how it feels for all those scary OWK ladies, growing up as regimented little Young Pioneers in communist Czechoslovakia and now…beating the crap out of Western businessmen. There’s glory. |
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| Well, I’d certainly trust her to make the right decision, in both our interests. Wouldn’t you? |
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| On the Internet no one knows you’re really a dog…at heart. |
So, this is what I spent much of today doing when I should have been working
Just captions, some the briefest capture of a mood, others longer, one essentially an illustrated story.
