Category: shoes

Where men don’t matter

One of many, many places, to be honest.

I expect she’ll hear quite a few during it, actually.
There’s probably a perfectly good and innocent explanation for his being out without permission, and he’ll have a few panicked hours trying to think of it.
A little morning ritual can be a good way for a couple to show their feelings for each other haven’t changed. My SO always slaps me, for instance.
Modern technology’s all very well, but there”ll always be a place for good old-fashioned – even medieval – traditional ways, too.
‘Harmless’ is surely something for most men to aspire to.
He actually does have a secret fetish, but he’s never told her and she wouldn’t care anyway, and it’s not as if his cock can get hard any more, so I guess the world will never find out what it is – or was.

Entitled women

I’m told it’s quite common for a woman to be able to tell, instantly, if a submissive looks her in the eye. I wouldn’t know: I’ve never had the courage to look a woman in the eye.
The best way to learn is to go to their web site and buy her a few pairs.
It’s not as if she wants to look like you, subbie. Why would she? Why would anyone?
Don’t worry: they’ll all get to have at least one go.
She’d previously been told to turn it off and on again, but no male has ever been turned off in the presence of Ms Eleise de Lacy, so that was a non-starter.
To be honest, after a long day’s filming he’s going to have a hard time when she gets home whether he’s been annoying or not.

Eighteen not thirty-four

No, nothing to do with the ages of the ladies featured, pervert. Like so much of this blog’s obsession, it’s all about the rules. Rule 34 of the Internet says ‘If it exists, there’s porn of it’ while Servitor’s Rule 18, says: “Try to avoid sessions with clients who have really specific fetishes and can’t get off unless it is exactly right.” That’s what today’s post is. Unlike some Rule 18 images, these ones have captions by the lovely ladies involved who have not taken Servitor’s advice (very wisely, on this as on everything else).

Angels and beasts

My SO had me on my hands and knees for three hours once, crawling around looking for her contact lens, which is mad, really, since she doesn’t even wear them. Still, it did solve the usual problem I have at those parties of not knowing what to say to anyone.
Rookie error: he should have been expressing gratitude for feeling cold, after all the trouble she went to to make sure he would. Still, I’m sure there will be other opportunities, especially now autumn is here.
She didn’t even bother to check whether you’re already spoken for – rather selfish behaviour if there’s a findomme somewhere depending on your monthly pay cheque for her next handbag.
She does, but the weekly session tribute is quite high, so you need to be doing at least seventy loads of laundry each day before it starts to pay. Fortunately there’s a lot of demand: after all, it’s a lot cheaper than using one of the machines.
There’s lots of stuff they both enjoy, but Lucy has a thing about eye-torture; she’s tried, because she knows how much her girlfriend enjoys it, but she just isn’t into it. If it’s just a quick thing, like a cigarette being stubbed out, she can just put her fingers in her ears, shut her eyes and sing but you can’t keep that up for an hour (two hours, even, if it’s both eyes, one after the other).
He is in fact made to writhe on the ground in agony, sometimes, but that’s a different thing, she’s not doing it to punish him.

Quant à moi, peu dormi, vidé, brimé

C’est le 14 juillet, et nous célébrons les déesses républicaines françaises telles que Marianne et… euh…

Liberté, Egalité, Sororité!

Bon, je pense que ça suffit pour la langue française aujourd’hui.

Captions with a vaguely French connection, anyway.

Paris is famous for its stylish leather goods.
One from my ‘advice to a US sub visiting Europe‘ occasional series, obviously. The caption is deliberately misleading: the French insist on following their own local food customs, so you’ll probably find yourself swallowing butts from unfiltered Gauloises, rather then some mild ‘low tar’ cigarettes.

As the label might indicate to even the most male-brained reader, this is of course the magnificent, elegant and beautiful Ibicella, who can be found, worshipped and, ideally, donated to at the address shown. And here she is being adorable.

You might not learn many words in French, but you’ll be really good on everyday (and every hour, minute and second) politeness.

And do I really need to mention this is Mistress Eleise? Look, I like maple syrup as much as the next slave, but I can tell you: it is not Canada’s greatest export. I’ve tried both.

Her dungeon doesn’t actually have a view of the Tour Eiffel, you understand. It doesn’t have a view of anything.
There are actually plusieurs esclaves, but they are all much the same.
Or maybe they’re just trying to make things more interesting for the ladies.

P.S. Allez les Bleus! Mais aussi les lions anglais…

P.P.S. OK, so the Bleus didn’t really allez. Or not as much as the Spanish went ándale ándale ándale anyway. So to cheer up any depressed frenchmen – or heterosexual males of any sort, I imagine – here’s the lovely Ibicella, being patriotic.

My lady’s displeasure

Seems a bit unfair, the place will be practically drenched with cum for you to clean up when you emerge from the cupboard tomorrow morning, after all.
She can find beauty in ugly things – a rare gift.
She likes things to be consistent: if you’re going to be in pain, it somehow spoils it if there’s a part of you that’s not uncomfortable.
It’s good to be spontaneous, but not too spontaneous.
There’s more kinds of knowledge than mere book-learning.
Men don’t understand much about women’s castration fantasies – which is probably just as well, or they’d be terrified the whole time.

Oh, and an extra captioned image, easy enough to provide as I didn’t have to write it: it is not one of mine. I’ll confess I don’t like many of the femdom captions I see on the Internet and it is very rare indeed that I see one and think ‘I wish I’d done that!’. But this one – from here, although I don’t know if that’s the origin – is certainly one of those few.

A graceful predator in all her unfettered cruelty

Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time to get used to it.
She and Sister Amy often struggle together with their vows of chastity. And I’m afraid it has to be admitted that the vows of chastity don’t usually win. But they’re young, they have years ahead of them to become more experienced in their nunnery’s ways.
Hurry up – imagine how awful she’d feel if she accidentally caused you a serious spinal injury, just because you were dawdling?
My SO had her beauty therapist look at my facial bruises one day. She said they were really nicely done.

Fans of this lovely lady may wish to watch her dancing as Wednesday, here. I mean, it’s not femdom or anything but it’s very… ummm… well, it’s just very. I believe that is the original, but I have to say I prefer the version set to Joy Division. But then, I is Bri-ish, innit?

Don’t worry: when she finally lets you go, you’ll feel very happy about that.
He initially denied taking any inappropriate photos, which is a bit foolish when there’s a photographic record and near-suicidally reckless when there’s both a photographic record and a very angry Madame Šárka.