riding – Contemplating the divine

Fiendish angels

Or are they angelic fiends?

She likes to feel appreciated – who doesn’t?

There’s nothing like a man-hating lesbian girlfriend to inject a bit of firm discipline into a relationship.

Garbage needs to consider whether there are things in his life that are more important than money (other than her, of course, but that goes without saying).

This is of course the awesome Serena, Gynarchy Goddess, whose floors Servitor has often cleaned, almost never to her satisfaction, alas.

He’ll be fine, just as soon as he’s got beyond ‘Roses are red, violets are blue’.

Kitten isn’t an expert in economics, but she does understand the basic idea of conspicuous consumption and thoroughly approves of it.

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring

Except the ladies here, and my SO, of course.

It’s only women who know when men have had enough, weirdly enough. They say things like “No more pizza, darling, you’ve had quite enough!” or “No, darling: back over the chair; you haven’t had nearly enough, yet.” I don’t know how we’d manage on our own.

It occasionally makes little clicky noises, but she doesn’t mind.

The redoubtable, talented piano player, Mistress Vixen, there.

She wants each and every one of the boys in her class to succeed to the very best of his abilities, and she has the teaching skills and determination to make sure they do.

He did, but he had to take it back and get a better one. Ah… lovely to see a young couple learning all about one another: what they like, what they hate…

Would have made an even more enjoyable movie. I saw adverts for a film about schoolgirls being mean and I thought they wasted much of the opportunity. Although I would say, on balance, I found it quite ‘fetch’.

Or thereabouts. More Downton domination; my series of increasingly unimaginative captions set mainly during the inter-war period (although they did not call it that at the time, for some reason, just as few describe our years as the pre-matriarchal era).

Boots do furnish a room

Today’s special celebrates that most elegant of female footwear (and ankle, calf and, excitingly, occasionally thighwear): the boot. As well as looking and tasting lovely, boots are highly practical and can be used for all kinds of kicking, crushing and treading underfoot. Plus, they’re so easy to get clean and the wearer can even be paid while waiting for the process to be completed to her satisfaction. Boots boots boots boots…*

Both wearing boots in this image. But she’s doing all the work… in so many ways.

She’s blended in quite well with village life: she rides a lot, takes part in the hunt and has even paid to have the quaint old stocks in ther market square repaired and brought back into use.

The delightful Princess Neive, whom I deeply regret never having had the chance to meet when she was working. There are videos of her around… listen to her lovely giggle.

More country pursuits. He provides all the gear they need as well, although some of the whips and sets of spurs are hardly suitable to be used on poor, defenseless horses.

Coincidentally, after his session, her client admitted to being the managing director of one of the largest cold-calling centres in the country. He later regretted telling her that, but she didn’t: she found it motivated her to greater creativity.

Everything my SO says to me is in the imperative, regardless of the precise grammatical form she uses.

I think dommes should tell dumb sub jokes to even the score. “Why did the sub stare for hours at the carton of orange juice?” Because his Mistress fucking told him to.

* Marching up and down again.

Occasionally I put found femdom down here. Now this isn’t found femdom. It’s just a funny little video imagining vikings with modern Scandinavian accents and attitudes. But if you watch to the end, the last second or so is just a little bit Contemplating the Divine. Just a little. But it’s not worth skipping to the end, just watch the video if you think the ‘modern viking’ thing sounds amusing and treat the last moment as a bonus.

Offhand comments

It’s good of her to check – sometimes, I need a ‘little reminder’, for which I am always very thankful.

Of course, the permanent slave quarters won’t be as luxurious. On the plus side, they won’t smell as strongly of shit – not at first, anyway.

I still remember the day my SO found an item of women’s underwear that wasn’t hers, pushed to the back of my bedroom drawer. It was her mother’s – and I’d pretended she hadn’t put it in the previous week’s laundry bag, when in reality I just hadn’t been able to scrub the period stains out. I learnt my lesson, you can be sure!

Many wives like to have the anaesthetist there and ready, at least, in order to enjoy the look on hubby’s face when he realises she’s not going to do anything.

I suppose I really ought to make a British joke about having a boot fetish, but as we say in the UK: I can’t be arsed*.

He’s worried about lots of things, actually. Not unreasonably, in my view. Incidentally, you might worry about back problems in this sort of play, but you can be assured she’s made that her top priority – see how straight she’s sitting?

* Actually, I can be arsed, repeatedly and vigorously, but only when the mood takes her and she has enough boyfriends round.

Fascinatrices

Trust is important in marriage, but not as important as discipline. She’d like to trust you, but like any caring wife she just wants to make quite sure.

She doesn’t know much about horses. You know, she didn’t even realise you don’t have to peel carrots before you give them to a horse? So someone spent over an hour peeling carrots… and then there were all the scrapings to be eaten up off the ground. All in all, it’s fair to say this is not what he expected when he paid a domme to come out to his place in the country… which is probably why he tipped her double and emailed her the very next day requesting another session.

Just after this picture was taken, he made the mistake of replying that in that case he would be happy to help out by doing half of the spanking. This did not go down well, but after a very long discussion their marriage emerged stronger than ever.

Fair enough to pay extra for an orgasm but I’ve heard there are some fake dommes who charge extra for simple things that really ought to be included in the up-front tribute, like being untied, having the beating stop or just the plastic bag removed from over your head. It’s a rather shady practice, in my view.

The most important thing for her to realise is that she’s in control.

I find it hard to look at her without suffering an Anya-ism. Well, “suffering” isn’t really the right word.

There is no hunting like the hunting of man

More scenes from that wholesome and traditional countryside activity: The Hunt.

Every man has a wild beast within him

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.

You might get a little embarassed asking the waitress – by kneeling before her with your paws up, panting wordlessly – but it’ll be worth it, you’ll see.

The problem with his company is that it wasn’t really listening enough to the equestrienne community. That won’t be a problem from now on, in fact these two ladies are planning to set up an advisory board to guide all future major – and minor – decisions.

George doesn’t do it for the applause, nor for the money – in fact he’s an unpaid volunteer. No: for George it’s best described as a labour of love and he really doesn’t need any public acknowledgement, not least because in his day job he’s a well-known lawyer.

Don’t push your luck, though. When she’s walked you home, wait patiently to see if she invites you in – and if instead she just unclips your leash and says goodnight, don’t try to change her mind.

What, you thought OWK ladies talk about nothing but whips and slavery?

Her guiding hand

No need to try to remember when you last saw it, obviously, as you don’t forget something like that.

Teach a man to fish, he’ll catch fish whenever he feels like it and probably spend most of his time masturbating; brutally cane him whenever he fails to meet his fish quota, you can live off the fishery earnings for life.

Isn’t that more important? I mean, for one thing she’s going to have a lot more orgasms than you would – as will the two lads too – so it’s a net plus, in utilitarian terms.

Honestly, they’ve gone to all this trouble to give you a terrifying, agonising and life-threatening experience… seems churlish to whine about the weather.

But any lady who does actually decide to break a leg should make sure it belongs to someone not in the show.

Trunign ponts

Whatever…

Number 42 in the series, apparently! How many roads must a man walk down before he reaches a turning point, eh? OK, one, I suppose, as if he was on a second road he would presumably already have passed a turning point. OK, so not a good analogy, but you see what I’m trying to say here, right? Erm… anyway, I’ll just get on with the not-quite-femdom captions, now.