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Yum yum.
 

 

…but the price goes up the less time there is to go.
 

 

Phew.  Just in time, eh?
 

 

Hmmm. Kurt’s night-night “kisses” can taste a bit disgusting, to be honest. If only I were still allowed to kiss him on the lips.
 
 

 

Yes, I should be thankful for small mercies.  They are the only sort I get.

Leashed to a frenzy



It’s nearly time for your next session anyway.  Might as well just stay.



 
 

 

She loves him really.
 
 

 

Won’t be saying that again.  Or anything else, I imagine.
 
 

 

Poor thing.  Still another 20 minutes of the session to go.  Her hand must be so sore.
 
 

 

I wonder what she does with them all? It’s only a small apartment.

Mistress and commander

Hiding in plain sight.
 
 

 

It’s best not to over-script these things.  A really good session always contains surprises, I reckon.
 

 

Let’s hope some of them are a bit cleaner, that’s all I can say.
 

 

I don’t see this ending well.
 
 

 

It’s silly to make such a fuss about a little thing like that.

Femdom fantasies

(Occasionally I need a title like that to keep the search engines interested, I feel).

Lucky Andy’s getting a freebie!
The sexy Mina Thorne in a menareslaves video.

 

She is good at dealing with feelings of guilt.
 

 

It’s quite a common condition. Thank goodness they’ve found a cure.
 

 

Let’s hope Steve’s nice.  And not too fat.
 

 

Interestingly, I find the stress often starts before I’m put into the position.

Boots boots boots boots

…marchin up n down agin…

Thought I’d try a themed post.  See if you can guess!

Men can be so messy.
 

 

It’s good to have a goal in life.
This is the lovely Princess Neive. Isn’t she?
 

 

You should see where the other one goes!  Of course, he won’t.
 

 

How hard can it be?
 

 

Well, that’s a relief. It’s good to have an easy-going domme, who won’t mind if you moan and plead in fear, or scream helplessly with terror for that matter.

I think most regulars here will; be well aware who this is.

Heavenly torment

Horsey horsey don’t you dare stop.
 

 

In case you’re thinking the judge was a little unfair – apparently the man in this sorry little tale had been masturbating to pictures on the Internet.  I think we can all agree that’s a good reason for him to lose everything, can’t we?  Disgusting habit.  Just ask Google.
 

 

It’s odd, isn’t it?  Some of us would bend over backwards to be in that situation.  Forwards, too.
 

 

Try to be brave. Think of her feelings, after all.

 

 
I would.
 

Serene ladies of pain

It’s a learning experience. On both sides.
 
 

 

It’s good of her to make these arrangements for you, when she’s so busy preparing for her business trip and everything. You should think of something you can do to show your gratitude.  As well as the additional respect, of course.
 
 

 

I rather like the ridiculous pervert clothes.  But then I’m a ridiculous pervert.
 
 

 

He wouldn’t have to be brave all the time.  Just at the start, when she ties him up.
 
 

 

 I hope Anna says no.  Do you think she’ll say no?


NB – some of you who follow this blog closely might have noticed that there was briefly another post published today titled “Happy returns”.  But an anonymous poster kindly pointed out I had identified the wrong lady in the photo.  As it is not that lady’s birthday, the post didn’t really work any more, so it has been replaced with this one.

Just scream and weep

She’ll do the rest.

Well, at least you can be confident you’re in safe hands.  They’re obviously all trained professionals – look, they’ve got nurses’ outfits and everything.
 

 

Oh well. No regrets, eh?  Strawberries are good.
 

 

I think she might be right. She usually is.
 

 

And where’s the fun in that?
This of course is the lovely Mistress Vixen, sometimes to be found virtually at the address shown there.  Oh go on then, I did it for you.  But she seems to be out.

 

What an unpleasant little tale.  Why would anyone write something like that?



Golden rule

Ohhh-kay!  So did you
all hear what he just said, girls?  Can
you remember what that’s called?

That’s right – the safeword. And when we hear the safeword what do we do?

That’s right.  We stop. We stop immediately, OK?  Always.  NO exceptions. This is the most important thing we’re going to cover today – when you hear the safeword you stop.  Period.

 

I mean, if this was a real session, with a regular paying client, that is. Obviously, it doesn’t matter when it’s only Trevor.

 
But normally – if it wasn’t Trevor – what we’d be doing right now is talking to him about what he’s finding difficult in the session, right?  I mean, it’s probably that he can’t stand the pain of the whip any more, but we don’t know that, OK?  Always check.
 
 


So – I’m going to keep on whipping him now, but just
remember – in a real session, I wouldn’t be doing this, not without checking
he’s OK with it. 
Right, now I’m going to
start working from the other side.  Watch
what happens when the tip catches one of the older welts.

 
This was the delightful Mistress Mina Thorne, in a photoshoot for Men Are Slaves.
 
And just for the record: this is just a silly fantasy, OK?  No one was subjected to any non-consensual pain in the making of this blog post.  Well… except Trevor, obviously.

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