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.
Street begging? Eh? I’m opposed to it. I just think it’s unecessary, and disturbs people going about their daily business.
But she insists on it, so of course who am I to argue?
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| Actually, I prefer to use centimetres. Or even milimetres. |
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| I wonder what the prize is, if he gets them right? |
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| Then again, maybe we don’t have to discuss it right now…. We do? Oh. OK. |
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| Actually, the back of the laptop adjusts. But her way’s good. |
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| I wonder what it can be? |
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| I like a woman who knows what she wants. Don’t you? |
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| Mmmm. If you pay extra maybe she’ll ignore you even more. |
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| It’s tragic, the breakdown in authority in schools these days. Don’t you think? |
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| Mmmm… pretty exciting, huh? I wonder what she has planned? A really hard spanking? |
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| Actually, I have a ‘frequently annoying traveller’ card. So they don’t have to make any special arrangements: the stewardesses just slap me on sight. I get special meals too. |
It’s a strangely self-defeating exercise, because we love it.
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| That’s kind of her. Not exactly a sympathy fuck… more of a pitiful wank. But the principle’s the same. |
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| Kinda scary. Yeah. |
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| I hold that truth to be self-evident. |
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| OK, now that would be humiliating. And not in a good way. Well…maybe a little bit good…mmmm. |
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| It’s uncanny. It’s almost as if she knows me. Do you think I should go and hang around her house in Beverly Hills… see if fate somehow brings us together? |
Always the best reason.
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| I think there’s now an app you can get that makes the whole process a lot simpler. |
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| Aren’t you lucky? |
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| I read in a self-esteem book once, that you should write out a list of all the things about yourself you despise. I got on quite well at first, but after a few months it started to get quite unwieldy. So I started this blog instead. And it’s been great – I haven’t been troubled by self-esteem since. |
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| Looks safe enough. Hope he gets something liquid to drink at some point, though. |
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| Hmmm. I wonder what they’re going to do with those bunches of flowers? |
OK, time for a new series. And I hope at least some of you like it, because I’ve done loads of these, and I’ll post more some time…
OWKfacts, that’s they are. Interesting, and little-known (because untrue) facts about the Other World Kingdom, a much missed now defunct femdom facility in the Czech Republic. I might have mentioned the place once or twice before, now I come to think of it…
All pictures, of course, must originally have come from www.owk.cz and were found either there or on tumblr etc.
Enjoy. Or don’t – see if I care.
Just a short one…too long for a caption.
Pray for mercy…but maybe not just yet.
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| …and heaven help you if they don’t add up to 48. |
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| Don’t worry, though – she retains some rights. If they want to cause any permanent physical damage, they have to seek her permission first – and you’ll be allowed to beg her for mercy. |
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| Let’s hope she doesn’t stay cross for long. |
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| I don’t know about you, but I’m always forgetting my permit. It makes my wife so cross – you know, she said then next time I get put in the pound, I can just stay there for a week or two as far as she’s concerned! She is funny… |
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| Don’t forget to tell her how fabulous you think she looks, and give her a kiss for good luck, before you go back to your lonely little apartment and switch on the computer. |
The title based of course on the splendid in concept (but disappointing in realisation – just ask a frustated 13 year old desperately looking for femdom material in the early 1980s) nineteenth century novel She, by H Rider Haggard. There’s actually a sequel too, called Ayesha (although I always thought it ought to have been called She’s Back), which puts me in mind of a remarkable lady with a more serious and worthy blog than this one. She has introduced me and others to the concept of “saudade“, which makes me think that I am perhaps spiritually Galician-Portuguese.
Anyway, this isn’t getting those captioned images of female domination onto your screens and into your brains, so we’d better get on with it.
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| Or don’t keep calm. That bit’s up to you. |
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| I think she’ll come to appreciate the gift in time. Young love is all very well, but experienced wives know the value of a good leather whip. |
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| If you’re considering asking for a refund, do bear in mind that she is still holding the whip. |
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| I don’t know why some men pay for public humiliation. It’s easy enough to get it for free, I find. |
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| She genuinely doesn’t want to drown him. There was such a fuss about the last one, after all. |
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| Better hurry up and get used to it – you’re late for work. |
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| Planning a session…hope it’s like this. |
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| She really appreciates it, because she knows how uncomfortable it makes you feel, seeing her in lingerie like that. You can go and run some cold water over it if you like – but make sure you dry it off, so it can’t rust. |
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| …and I’m certainly not allowed to write it. |
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| Men can get so frustrated waiting for women to get ready. It’s a good thing she has you to help. |
