Denying agency

This is a concept from ethical philiosophy, apparently, that involves treating someone as a child, unable to make decisions for themselves. I must say, it sounds rather nice, but I myself have never specifically been denied agency, because I have never dared ask for it.

On we go.

One of the secrets of a happy marriage: hinted at right there. It’s not that there will never be arguments – obviously all couples have them – just that they be treated as ‘tantrums’.
She allows her boys an average of 10 orgasms a year – so this treatment doesn’t happen very often.
That’s the only downside of castration: it can lead to a loss of important male functions, such as feeling unbearable pain.
Don’t worry: if you’re not enjoying it, just tell her, OK? She likes to know.
Pretentious? Ich?
It can be quite hard to break ingrained habits, so don’t worry if you don’t manage it on your own. Once you’re married, she can help – the two of you are a team from now on, after all.

The power of love

Make a one man weep, make another man sing.

NB – in my experience, however, you do need a credit card (or more often an envelope stuffed with cash) to ride this particular train.

And you don’t want to be sore, as well as a loser.

He’ll be given a chance to taste the same wine she’s drinking too, in due course.

Ah yes.  My fault.  Of course.

Oh, she should try being a bit more creative.  She’s in a chemist’s shop (trans: pharmacy) after all.  I’m sure there will be plenty of things they sell that taste really nasty. Anything labelled ‘Not to be taken internally’ is worth a go. 

He’s lucky she’s not displeased with him, isn’t he?

And all I do is kiss you through the bars of a cage

… well I would if you put your boot a little closer, anyway.


About that which we cannot speak, we must remain silent.
Dommes.. they’re all about rules.
 This is the delightful Domina Liza.  I think I’d be happy in her cage forever, if I could see her dressed in green, setting off that stunning auburn hair, from time to time.
Regrets? He’s had a few.  And he’ll have plenty of time for a few more.

Well, he does need a new companion. Some might say the adventures would be a little dull, if he’s never allowed out.  But I’d watch it.
If you know what this caption is about, you might also enjoy this.  Or you might not.

What do you mean, this one doesn’t fit today’s ‘cage’ theme?  Of course it does.  The cage isn’t actually in the picture, because it hasn’t been delivered yet.  But it’ll be ready for you when you get back from honeymoon.

Power is nothing without control

…but together, they can be a real turn-on.

On we go.



Yeah.  Those sorts of arguments can leave quite a nasty taste in the mouth, I find.


Home-made is always best.


Think happy thoughts.  No rush.
Actually, the last laugh is on her because I’m a humiliation freak and I’m going to find this absolutely mortifying!


Let’s hope he’s forgiven you for cuckolding him.  Because you’ll be spending a lot of time together.

Every time I hear the word culture

Hey readers.  Princess K here*. Have you
ever thought about how culturally specific humiliation has to be?

I mean, something is ‘humiliating’ if it represents a low
status activity or group in society, or a taboo, right?  What you find humiliating will depend on
where you start from. Look at Indian femdom sites – the notion of kissing feet
is clearly invested with a much greater significance than in the Western
world.  Hell, in Saudi Arabia a photo of
a woman driving a car or casting a vote probably counts as femdom porn.

Now that leads me to the question – where do we go next?  Might there be new low-status stereotypes in our society? Call-centre operators, for example?  Maybe in 20 years dommes will be dressing their slaves as small-town rednecks espousing conservative views?  Or as muslim women wearing niqab? Maybe in 20 years time it will be slaves who smoke, not the dommes, because smoking will be an immediate signal of low status.  In the UK, slaves will be wearing onesies, in the US maybe they’d be forced into confederate flag t-shirts.  Maybe German bankers will dress up as Greek bankers…
So, I ask you – what about forced bi?  Being gay has gone from being outlawed, to
grudgingly tolerated to being fully accepted in just a few years. Femdom is
behind the curve here, because the middle aged men who have the money grew up
in societies in which being gay was pretty awful. In school, a boy accused of being gay probably didn’t have any more unpleasant things to hurl back – it was the nuclear option of playground insults.
Case in point.  For Benny here, having to take Eduardo’s cock into his mouth
is almost literally the worst thing in the world.

Please, Princess, don’t make me.

Shut the fuck up, Benny.

But, Princess, I
wouldn’t want to reinforce a stereotypical view of gay sex as being disgusting.  So… maybe I shouldn’t have to suck him off?

OK Benny, you’ve ruined this with your whining. It was supposed to be an erudite and thought-provoking discussion of the role of cultural stereotypes in the femdom humiliation scene.  But now it’s just about sucking cock.  Well done.

Well, you’re going to suck cock, Benny.  Not because it signifies a cultural referent but just because I like making you do things you hate.  You’re going to suck him off because I
want to watch your face when he spurts inside your mouth. Because it’ll be
funny.  And I want your lips closed so
you don’t spill a drop. 
In it goes.  That’s right.
Gllmmmp ohhhg
Oh – and Benny? This will not be the only cock you suck off today.  Because you pissed me off, Benny.  And that’s the biggest taboo of all.

*Readers believing that the wonderful  Princess Kali had anything at all to do with this post, or could give even the most fleeting, flying flicker of a fuck about this blog need to read the sentence beginning ‘Rest assured’ in the intro box up to the right there.

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