Stories and pictures themed around female domination and male subjugation and servitude. Unsuitable for children, for alpha males, for hard-core practitioners with an interest in the politics of bdsm and the mechanics of complicated rope work. Of interest to perverts like me, basically.
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| I wonder what other duties the servants carry out for her? |
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| It’s always his fault. That’s quite important. |
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| Make him what? Eat pond scum from the bottom and thank you for it, with a smile on his face? Yes, of course you can. |
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| Actually, Jenny isn’t that into lesbianism. But she likes having her flat cleaned and all the laundry done so she puts up with it once a week. |
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| And she’s got the whole morning, so she can take whatever time it needs. |
Many readers of this blog ask me questions, and not all of them are of the “Why don’t you just fuck off and die, Servitor?” form, either. I know you regard me as a kind of wise old man of femdom, and after I published a blog post last year with a few choice tips for submissives less experienced than I am in visiting professional dominant ladies, the response was overwhelming and – in a few cases – not entirely contemptuous.
So, mindful of the fact that you don’t know my real name or address, and so you can’t sue me for any consequences, here is another batch of Servitor’s tips for any subs considering a visit to a pro-domme.
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| If it’s any consolation, she certainly does care about how well you do the chores. |
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| There’s plenty of boys. |
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| It’s amazing, what computers can do these days. |
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| I asked a domme once for a session in which she would treat me with utter contempt the whole time. I waited for hours in the rain, and she didn’t turn up, even though I’d pre-paid by credit card. Do you think perhaps she misunderstood? |
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| Don’t worry, if anyone sees you they’ll probably assume you’re a devout pilgrim doing penance as part of a religious observation. Which, in a sense, you are. |
Please help me in my agony, dear Jane, dear Jane, dear Jane.
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| Actually, you only booked an hour and half. So that’s an extra half hour free! Guess you won that one, huh? |
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| Not at all. As a matter of fact, I’m going to beg for it. |
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| Ymmmnneh Mnnntrrrcch! |
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| If you can’t choose, just take a few. She’ll choose. Or maybe she won’t. |
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| I’m sure when Suzie comes, this whole silly misunderstanding will quickly be resolved. |
Regular “readers” will know that my musical tastes rarely extend beyond about 1988. But I am prepared to make an exception for Mistress Swift.
On with the rest of it… femdom captions, dominatrices, chastity, all those words that get search engines so excited, you know?
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| Oh no, not again. |
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| You could try calling her tomorrow. “Hi! It’s William from last night. That’s right, the one with the small penis. Listen, I was wondering…” |
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| NO! Not the comfy chair! |
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| Well… I hope someone’s asked Andy if he’s OK sharing his cucky closet, that’s all. Some men can be a bit funny about that sort of thing – it’s their own special place, you know? |
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| …and then if that gets too much, the electric shocks will take your mind off the pain from the welts. |
It’s so good for me…
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| I think the correct answer is “No, Mistress” |
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| Oh, I don’t know. Looks to me like it turned out pretty well. |
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| A new departure for Contemplating the Divine. Brutal treatment of submissive girls! I can hardly bring myself to look.. the poor little thing. She didn’t deserve this. I mean, he’s got another seven fingers hasn’t he? |
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| I find in these conversations that at first she does most of the talking, but as it carries on I find myself becoming more and more vocal and emotional about it. |
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| Or if you can’t be brave, just let the restraints be brave for you. |
It’s what she says when my hand’s been doing a bit too much lovin’. I just say ‘Yes Ma’am’.
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| The beautiful Mistress Mina Thorne, whose dungeon I’m sure is entirely free of creepy-crawlies. Except her clients, obviously. |
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| Perhaps these things should come with instructions. |
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| Sounds like a win-win. |
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| Actually it arrived two days ago. Come on – you have to tell her sooner or later. If she calls the couriers and finds out, she’s going to be very cross. |
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| That’s very considerate of her, isn’t it? They’re not all heartless bitches, the ladies featured on this site, you know. |
…I don’t pretend to know what you want, but I offer love.
(trigger warning: vanilla link. For no obvious reason, I’ve always thought of the song as rather D/S… but I think that of many things).
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| Don’t worry if you’re still confused. Things will be made clear. |
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| I think that’s disgraceful. Just because we’re submissive doesn’t mean ladies can treat us like doormats, can they? Well, I mean, obviously, if a lady like one of these wanted to treat me literally as a doormat, that would be fine, wiping her muddy boots across my back, but erm… OK, maybe they can then. |
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| And you prefer not being gay too, don’t you, so it sounds like you and Master Mark are very compatible! |
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| Get another one, of course. There’s plenty. Hello! Ma’am? Over here! |
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| I offer love… this is one of the most Significant of the Others in my life. Lady Sophia Black is simply wonderful. |
Surely the sexiest feeling there is. Don’t you think? No? Try a vanilla blog with lots of pictures of naked women instead, then, because this just isn’t going to be your thing.
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| Well… as long as they’re housetrained. |
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| Will he go under or over the barbed wire, I wonder? |
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| But hey, it’s what we do, right? |
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| Don’t you hate it when women do this? They say “Is there something you want to talk about?” when really they already know all about it? And then they strap you across the whipping block and flog you mercilessly, halve your pocket money and ground you for six months? Women, eh? |
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| It’s sad, but there are just too many submissive men chasing too few dommes. The pound is the only answer. Don’t worry: they’re very humane there. |
It’s the best sort.
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| It’s the personal touch that counts. |
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| Summer on the roof, winter in the cellar…and you get to see how she lives in the rest of the house twice a year, when you go up or down. |
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| It’s worth taking the time to get these things right. |
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| Don’t worry – you won’t have the apartment to yourself for long. It’s not like you’re her only slave. |
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| One form of castration is much the same as another, I reckon. Just get on with it – that’s what I say. |
