



That’s the divine Heather, being contemplated in the scene above.


That’s the divine Heather, being contemplated in the scene above.
But fortunately these days, more and more women are skilled in trapping and subduing these feral creatures and in the training techniques needed for domestication.
The title, obviously, indicating that it’s a special dedicated to that wholesome British country pastime, The Hunt. Vicious, brutal and non-consensual with no scantily clad ladies but lots of words. Those last two may well put male readers off, I know, but no one here cares what males think, so that’s fine.
It’s just for fun.
“… he had not foreseen rose with such force within him that his whole body shook and for a long time prevented him from speaking. Falling on his knees by her bed. He held his wife’s hand to his lips and kissed it, and her hand responded to his kisses with weak movement of her finger.”*
More femdom from a less gentle but more genteel age. I know this series won’t appeal to a lot of the male readers of this blog, as there isn’t a lot of female flesh on display and the captions have a lot of words, some of them quite long and difficult.** And if I cared what they think, I suppose I would do something about that.
* Not Austen, Tolstoy. But fortunately, I have a tag for that already.
** Pro-tip: try moving your lips quietly when you read. Women won’t mind if they see you doing it; they all know we males are morons. Counting on your fingers can help when there are hard maths sums to solve, too.
*** That one is Austen.
Since you’re all the way down here, reading the footnotes, you’ve obviously got nothing better to do with your time (still locked up, are we? awww, never mind…) so here’s a trivia question for you: what links caption 2 and caption 5 – and also (unintentionally on my part) the text but not the image in caption 6? Hmm?
This wonderful lady is Miss Tamara Kenworthy, also known as Samantha Alexandra (but not in any pictures you and I are allowed to look at).
Yup, those. Number forty in an occasional… forty? Forty?? Bloody hell, how long have I been doing this blog?
Yes, more tales told over a stirrup cup, after a fine day at The Hunt. Brutal, misandristic and non-consensual throughout – so if that’s not your style of femdom, try this instead.
Tally ho!