Category: retirement

A hard woman is good to find

She seems very confident (women on this blog often are, actually) she knows how bad it’s going to be for you. I wonder how?
Even experienced submissives can sometimes forget themselves and indulge in shockingly challenging behaviour. Just the other day, I was thanking my SO for a punishment beating – down on my knees with my tear-stained face against the floor, as you do – when all of a sudden a note of insufficiently sincere gratitude crept into my voice. Apparently. I can’t imagine what provoked me into such a blatant act of insubordination, but you can be sure my good lady didn’t deal with it lightly.
She’ll be delighted to hear the ice bucket challenge is back, but this time it’s in February, which should be a lot more fun for almost everyone involved.
The healthy diet might lead to a long life, but he might perhaps want to remember, when dealing with the supervisor or other ‘carers’, that the longer his life goes on, the worse a deal the one-off financial settlement ends up being for the institution. But I’m sure they’ll do the right thing, whatever they decide that to be. Anyway, it’s very reasonable as the food and heating bills are remarkably low, leaving his loving daughters plenty of money to spend however they like, secure in the knowledge that he is being properly looked after.
After a while he’ll be desperate to be let out – which is weird, really, because he must realise that soon after that he’ll start to become increasingly desperate to flee back inside.
Truly, madly, shallowly.

… and a couple of topical extras today, with thanks to shorty for the inspiration:

More Jutta perfection in Friday’s post.

Boybreakers

Definitely an opportunity for some consciousness-raising!
They’d originally planned a very wide-ranging Internet site that people would come to for the black cock but then stay for all kinds of lifestyle interests, but having chosen such a specific name, they’d rather boxed themselves in.
Some of them might have wished for something like that in their retirement, while lying in bed imagining stern schoolmistresses, but don’t worry: they’ll start regretting it very quickly.
The journey of a thousand points starts with a single session hand-washing her panties.
Yeah, I think we know Trevor’s not going to step up, now the opportunity’s there. All mouth and no trousers, that one.
Despite what you might imagine, Russian clients are quite popular in the Central & East European femdom scene. In Ukraine I’ve seen some pictures of a BDSM facility they’re setting up modelled on the OWK, just for Russians. I think it’s a BDSM facility anyway…

Sourness and light

If any of you do have any nasty little habits – particularly if you happen to be indulging them right now – I suggest you visit a specialist like her.  That’s what I do.

 

 

Lesbian slavegirls don’t really understand male sexuality, of course, which is probably why so many of them featured on this blog want to suppress or even abolish it.

 

 

Think of your retirement as a second childhood; that’s certainly how the staff see it.
 

Choosing the first option is likely to result in very drastic, rapid weight loss.

How did the conversation get onto this topic, anyway, what’s what I want to know?


 

 

 

Penalty and repentance

 

They are – and not just the food.  The sex will be longer, more satisfying and 100% female, too.
You get a special decoration too.  Not a medal.  Just… decoration.
Sometimes a question isn’t really a question.
 
It’s always difficult arriving as a substitute teacher, in the middle of the school year.  But just do your best.  Maybe Mr Harris will turn up again – he must be somewhere, after all.
Perpetuity is quite a long time.  It might feel even longer.




The truth hurts

…but I have found that lying hurts even more.

I suppose it can’t hurt to try.






Don’t worry – it’s not the end of the discussion.  There’ll be plenty of time for more apologies.



Actually, I had a bad experience just like this one.  I thought I’d met the dominant woman of my dreams, but actually all she wanted was unpaid labour in her garden and it never really developed beyond that to a proper FLR, so after seventeen years I gave up on it.  She still calls occasionally… and of course I don’t mind popping round for a few hours or days when she does, but I think we both realise the spark was never there.


They originally had proper school lessons but there’s not really much point teaching anything to boys who are only going to leave the school in a hearse, so most schoolwork consists of writing lines.
Not a problem I’ve ever had, I’ll admit.