public humiliation – Page 5 – Contemplating the divine

Sexual oppression

When you wake up things will be very different. Well… it’s not so much ‘things’ that will be different, it’s you.

Marcus sounds a bit confused. Probably not fair to judge him too harshly.

Why would anyone be afraid of crying in public? There are lots of things to be afraid of in relationships – lots and lots and lots, I discover more every week – but not that.


I sometimes think long pleated skirts were specifically invented to provide a pretext for punishing sissy maids on ironing duty. I looked it up and it turns out, they were. Funny old world.

If Slavr tasks are beginning to take up too much of your day, you can try registering your credit card on it, then your users will often prefer you not to turn up at all.

Perilous prose

You have to slap pretty hard to get the ketchup sachet to burst open. But then you have to slap pretty hard anyway – she insists on it – so don’t worry about that. Worry about other things.

And she’ll make sure you’re penciled in for one of the first slots available in her schedule after her holiday, OK?

I once told a domme I couldn’t really cope with public humiliation and she just looked at me strangely and asked how I managed in day to day life, never leaving the house. I think she must have misunderstood me.

Don’t worry, her travel insurance will make sure she gets all the money she needs after your tragic and unexplained disappearance.

My SO once had an affair with a lesbian sub and I was over the moon, because I thought finally there’d be another submissive to share the chores. But apparently lesbian D/S “doesn’t work like that”. And the attitude to chastity play was a bit different too… a lot different, if I’m honest.

Relationships founded on respect

Not mutual respect, obviously. No fun in that.

Go on, it’s an opportunity to show off your strength. Girls like that.

An optional 150% service charge will be added to his bill, but of course it’s entirely at her discretion.

I don’t think ‘we’ are going to be doing a lot of talking, except of the begging and pleading variety. Same as usual.

There are penalties for average scores below ‘B’ and rewards for slaves receiving an overall ‘A’, although no one has ever found out what those rewards might be. This guy here is averaging a ‘G’, but then he is very experienced and well-trained so it’s not surprising he’s doing so well.

We were bent over the desk, dreading every stroke, I think, if I remember rightly – and wondering why we can’t just enjoy normal sex, like normal people do.

Delightfully despotic

Better do as she says. But with dignity, right? Always with dignity.

For those of you objecting that getting an erection is a natural reaction to the situation, merely an expression of sexual desire, should realise that exactly the same argument applies to her giving you powerful electric shocks.

She needn’t hurry. This isn’t going to be over any time soon. Not ever, actually.

She’s not saying it’s a hard limit, mind.

Maybe since she broke her side of the bargain, you should ask for all the presents back? It’s only fair. Admittedly, fairness has never really been big in this relationship.

A bit of harmful fun

Some might say it’s too late for that but every little helps.

“Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.”

OK, so it seems I’ve used this one before. Extra captioned image now posted below, with thanks to an anonymous commenter who isn’t femsup for spotting it. If it’s any consolation, seven of the forty-three clauses in that contract do have that exact same text – just to make sure.

Makes a change from the more traditional British party games, like ‘Musical gimp’.’Spin the gimp’ or (my personal least favourite) ‘Pin the tail on the gimp.’

Sometimes the wisest thing for our forces of law and order to do is to hold back and watch the males truly fuck things up, as only a male can. Teachable moment, here.

Another teachable moment. What an educational post it’s been today. See you next time.

Or see you right now for that extra image I promised!

Apparently it works better than caffeine.

Slavish devotion

I don’t mind being ice cream coned in public – let’s face it, guys, we’ve all been there – but I do object to having to wait in the queue to buy her another one, with the cream oozing slowly through my hair and down my face. Especially as I know that second one’s only going into my trousers. But my SO says it’s better that way.

Shoe fetishists have it easy. So do humiliation freaks like me, actually: I mean, even the very worst, most cringe-making car-crash of a date can turn out to have been the best ever.

I suppose they could go and put the kettle on, then bring him out a nice hot steaming mug. Honestly, dommes can overcomplicate things some time.

These lovely ladies are at the English Mansion and the lady on the right there is Mistress Vixen, who also plays the piano rather sweetly. ‘Behind the scenes footage of dommes not realising they were being filmed’ is an under-served fetish, possibly because it often ends in the destruction of valuable cameras (and less valuable cameramen).

It’s more difficult than it looks, you know.

She’s not easily impressed, to be honest. Especially by males who are inherently very unimpressive.

That’s your lot for today, I’m afraid! You know the drill by now: five CtD captions, twice a week plus an occasional weekend ‘special’. But fear not, for I bring tidings of discomfort of the most joyful kind: unto us is born a new blog. Or, to put it less pretentiously, check out The Age of Femocracy by spicegrinder, a long-standing commentator on this blog. It seems likely to feature brutal oppression, humiliation, pain and other fun stuff like that so do give it a go.

Travesties of injustice

It’s not the masturbating in public I mind, it’s the way she makes me put a collection box out in front for the passers-by, reading “Please Help”. Mind you, I can make anything up to 60p per session, and that’s almost 1000th of her fee, so it does mean I get to visit her more frequently.

Hmm? Oh, the extra caption under the photo? Yeah, definitely got one of those around here somewhere. Hang on…

Sorry – this was intended for my other blog, dedicated to courier services. Nothing femdom in this one. I must have copied it into the wrong folder.

Health and safety gone mad, if you ask me.

The lovely Mistress Sidonia, a staple of the femdom scene.

Good the boys get something to drink too. Many dominant wives wouldn’t think of that.

Her whip, her rules

It’s basically self-enforcing.

Males who spend their lives being obedient to a dominant female partner and carrying out her every command live longer, you know. Fact. They get beaten less often too.