Category: She’s Delacy…

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword

The back is mostly devoted to warnings about how ugly the front is. But fortunately it’s quite hard to read through all the welts.
Those early feminist books were groundbreaking, but modern female supremacist thinking, with its emphasis on sexual inequality and the importance of women’s autonomy over their boys’ bodies, has moved on.
Don’t worry, they’ve got plenty of ice.
Their corporate philosophy is that every boy can progress to the absolute limit of his potential, with the right guidance and incentives.
And some sexists think that boys are better at quantitative skills than girls! I’d like to see them beat her at this game.
She doesn’t mind being stopped in the street by admirers. She’s even got a little ‘E’ mini branding iron and is only too happy to heat it up with a lighter, for an autograph.

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.

At her…

  • feet
  • beck and call
  • convenience
  • command
  • disposal

… choose your own ending. Or ask someone from a more competent sex to choose for you.

She’s a firm believer in forgiveness, once the necessary corrective measures have been taken.
I myself have never paid for sex. Quite the opposite, if anything.
Maybe he enjoys obsessing about it. Let’s hope so because I suspect he’ll be doing a lot of that.
I can’t imagine why she thinks she needs her hockey stick – it’s not as if the teacher’s likely to change his mind about any of his decisions, even if she gives him a demonstration.
Maybe she was a little dismissive, but there are global news organisations in the room. Not every day a supermodel shares a new bra and they have front pages and newsflash segments to fill.
Clever Mistress Eleise knows lots of magic tricks. A male ego can be made to disappear forever, for instance, with nothing more than a simple raised eyebrow and the hint of a smile.

Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling

It’s a very rewarding relationship. But there can also be penalties.
She hasn’t completely forgiven him you understand. The topic will come up again… but that’s enough for one day.
A bit thoughtless of Suzie, I’d say, leaving her gimp chained up for her friends to look after. She could have got one of those autofeeder things and saved them a lot of trouble. Or just a really big bucket for the food mixture.
Then you can get on with making dinner. They’re going to be hungry, I expect.
Ma’am!
I never know anything. Wouldn’t particularly want to, if I were there… I could just be.

…and an extra one, which I wrote in a particularly worshipful mood.

… although actually that’s not true (like many things on this blog), because obviously in session you can get away with calling her ‘Mistress’. Which was just as well for me, as I’d always assumed it was some variant of ‘El-ee-ssa’. I was granted the extraordinary privilege of visiting Mistress Eleise three or four times about ten years ago and I never did realise I was saying her name wrong in my head until I heard her say it in a video, quite recently. Fortunately, I never committed the unforgiveable sin of mispronouncing her name out loud, to her very feet (oh, those feet…). Not that it got me out of the slappings (and the mocking… oh, that mocking!) I so thoroughly deserved.

Under her care and control

Because she’s very caring and very controlling.

‘Rules’ mind you, not ‘contract’. Your agreement was not required then, nor is it now.
Quite a lot at those ladies’ hourly rates, I hope.

I’ll mention again, in gratitude and encouragement, that Cruella’s back catalogue of magazines and photos is finally being made available for download. You can even pay by PayPal. Go on…

I might like it if it were consistently cooked properly but, for some reason, half of the time the person serving me just pushes a bowl of raw octopus into my face. I can’t imagine why this place gets such rave reviews. Still, you go for the experience, really, don’t you?
Obviously, it’s a bit of a gamble giving your life and freedom up to some unknown starlet. Sure, you might end up with a diamond-encrusted collar, chained up in the playroom of a Beverley Hills mansion… But most budding actresses don’t make it and you’re far more likely to end your days working two paid jobs and doing domestic slavery for an abusive, bitter alcoholic, her looks ruined by bad plastic surgery, living with her violent boyfriend in a trailer park somewhere. Which – y’know – isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but you should know what you’re getting into, that’s all.
I might venture a prediction… well: more of a guess, really.
I wonder what it would take to convince him to go vegetarian?

The astonishingly glamorous, beautiful and witty Mistress Eleise de Lacy, a truly wonderful domme, now sadly retired. This tweet from Sardax contains lovely pictures I’d never seen before, showing her playful smile (do tigresses smile? If so, it must look something like that).

So this is what makes life divine

Fairy tales… yes, more fairy tales. But there’s a theme today. See if you can guess what it is.

No prizes, of course, for spotting the theme (any who didn’t, please go and book a session with a suitably severe lady to be beaten for stupidity). All fairy tales should feature breathtakingly beautiful princesses, wicked queens, clever heroines and evil and sadistic villains – how much simpler the author’s task when all of those are combined in one, wonderful, elegant and… well, divine form.

Theory lessons

A more high-minded post today, as we present more inspiring quotes from the Female Supremacist literature. Do the work, check your privilege and learn to be a good, obedient ally. Or don’t… and suffer the consequences.

“There are many strands of Female Supremacist thinking. Some, like myself, believe that although males should – obviously – not be fully equal with females, they should be cared for with a loving but firm hand. Others want to make them suffer. I don’t believe we have to choose. Think of it as good cop / bad cop. Accept your role as my beloved but disciplined pet… or perhaps you’d rather I handed you over to my friend with the cattle prod, here.”

Rachel McAdams, The Owner’s Manual: Female Supremacy in relationships and marriage

“Male earning power is impressive – but so is the pulling power of a horse or an ox. Like them, it can be domesticated and put to use.”

Talulah Riley, Enslave the Rich (men)!

Of course a Female Supremacist society will be good for men! They’ll have full employment, healthier lifestyles and above all the satisfaction that comes from having clear goals, boundaries and purpose in life. Any sensible person can see these outweigh any minor inconveniences from no longer being free! Sadly, few men are sensible, which is why it is important not to allow them the choice.

Penny Mordaunt, M.P. In the Nanny State. Freedom and Responsibility in a Female Supremacist Britain

“Becoming a female supremacist was the best decision I ever took – and the last one I ever had to take unaided. I’m not saying I have never had any regrets, but I am certain that any regret I might feel is of no importance at all.”

Samantha’s Husband, Surrendered

“Sometimes men say they’d find it difficult to adjust to life in a female supremacist state: to be obedient and subservient to their female rulers. They’re wrong, of course (males usually are). Males will find it easy to be bend the knee and be obedient: it is those who refuse to do so who will find life difficult.  Very difficult.”

Eleise de Lacy, When Women Rule

“First of all, of course, I would like to thank my Mistress, Miss Kate, for making me write this book; for letting me stay up late after my service hours to write it and for reading and critically reviewing it. Every word you are about to read has been approved by Miss Kate, so I am not – of course – trying to convince you that my own unsupported opinions are worthy of respect.”

Maid Jenny Katesboy, Embracing Inferiority

“Castration can be a divisive topic in the Femsuprem community. Look, I understand that some women, regrettably, are heterosexual and I can see we need to keep a small stock of functional dick for them to have fun with. But even heteros know that men don’t stay attractive their whole lives, so every male should be castrated eventually (and for the more annoying ones, this really should be as soon as possible).”

Kristen Stewart, Dare to Dream

“A female supremacist world would still have room for seductive dressing but the focus would be different – mocking and driving males mad with frustration, rather than seeking to take their money – because they won’t have any.

Ariadna Maj, Female-oriented Sexuality

“I know this is going to sound kooky and mystical but I truly believe that the increase in females with sadistic sexual desires is Mother Gaia’s response to the violence we’re inflicting on this planet.  By giving us sexual pleasure from inflicting pain on males, She is trying to create a society that will help the planet heal and doing so in true Goddess style: with love.”

Gal Gadot, Goddess! Helping men fulfil their need to worship.

“Some people look at what is and ask ‘why’? I look at what is not and ask ‘Hey! What lazy bastard piece-of-shit man is responsible for this?’”

Madame Christine, They Deserve It: Lessons in Philosophy from the Other World Kingdom

“There is a lot wrong with the world. The key to producing meaningful, lasting change is to realise that all of it is the fault of men. Once you have taken that step, the solution is obvious.”

Annie Hathaway, Equality is not enough!

Art is born of humiliation

And so is unoriginal, mediocre crap like this.

Adapting your behaviour’s really easy. In fact, if you just go with the flow, she’ll adapt it for you. [P.S. Don’t you love her t-shirt? I wrote the caption, for which the image was already perfect, before I’d noticed it.]
There are many things he’d like her to do. He’s learnt to cope with disappointment, though.
One fact-checking organisation did give Contemplating The Divine a 7% rating for truthful reliability, but that was focused on a few posts in which I’d exposed and deprecated my own sexual and other inadequacies… a more representative selection of posts would probably put it about 1%… maybe 2.
You could say no…. even to Sven. But imagine that disappointed face, hmmm?
The most important part of the session – handing over the tribute – went without a hitch, so anything else is best regarded as an extra.
Her predictions usually come to pass. She’s brutally honest with them, too: doesn’t hold back from giving bad news.

This image (and associated Femme Fatale movie) is of a truly historic event, in featuring Mistress Eleise de Lacy and Lady Sophia Black together. Two of the most beautiful, talented and creative dommes ever. Servitor has had the extraordinary honour of serving both wonderful ladies in person, but never together… that, I think, would have made my head and probably several other body parts explode.

Getting your unjust deserts

Or desserts, even, if you’re into messy food play (or toilet play, for that matter).

I’ve never disappointed a woman in bed. Sexually, I mean. I spend my life disappointing women in other ways, in other places, obviously.
Why would anyone look closely? Horrible male bottoms… we don’t pay dommes enough for thrashing away at them.
I’d hate to try hypnotherapy, as I have this deep-seated feeling of terror at the thought of losing control. I suppose that might sound odd – in the lifestyle I live with my SO, have I not already lost control, you might ask? Yes, I have, and I spend my life feeling terror – thank you for asking.
The two options are (1) handing them cash and fucking off or (2) handing them cash and not fucking off just yet, in case they need more cash, basically. Of course, they’re not your options.
Let’s hope she switches the light off, or you’re in for a sleepless night, I’m afraid. I don’t suppose you could reach the…? No, no I suppose not.
*** WORDPRESS READER WARNING ***
Our fact-checkers have red-flagged this claim as ‘Unsupported by evidence. Probable misinformation’. And they reckon the rest of the blog’s a load of old wank, too.

(The real thing: Mistress Eleise de Lacey)

No special Valentine’s Day theme today, you might ask? Well, you see, when you’re in a long-term relationship as I am, you don’t need a special day to show your love. Valentine’s Day is just another day as I see it, or rather, every day is Valentine’s Day.

That’s my take on it.

Unfortunately, my SO took a different view and expected a present. So we discussed it in our usual way and once we reached the part of the discussion where she takes the gag out of my mouth and reduces the tempo of whipping so that I can gasp out coherent words, I explained how for me, every day was Valentine’s Day. So now she expects a present every day. She says she’ll be giving me something every day too, to remember this conversation by. So that’s nice.

They do say love has no boundaries or limits and I’ve certainly discovered that to be the case, today and every day.