Category: sissy

Her whip, her rules

 It’s basically self-enforcing.

 

Males who spend their lives being obedient to a dominant female partner and carrying out her every command live longer, you know.  Fact.  They get beaten less often too.

 

Don’t worry, the first performance is just in front of a few special friends.

 

Hands out of your trousers first, OK?  Don’t want to embarrass yourself.

 

Actually, you can have plans if you like.  She really doesn’t mind one way or the other.
To misquote the immortal Bing Hitler (3.15 in): ‘A domme won’t sting ye, as long as ye don’t annoy her… but how dae I know what annoys a domme?!”

 

 

Hurtful comments

She’s trying to play it cool, but I think we all know she’s wildly turned on by the whole scene.

 

 

 

My SO has a similar scheme: I hand her all my money and do everything I’m told and in return I live a life that is quite frequently entirely free of agonizing pain.  It’s really a bargain, when you think about it.


 

 

Glad sissy found a way to keep busy, to take her mind off the situation.

 

 

 

Yes: literally ‘any’.  What would you like him to do next?




Let’s hope he doesn’t react violently, but if he does let’s at least be grateful that no one important will get hurt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fairy tale romances

A purpose for your life – at last!



Magic mirror seems to understand his place, anyway.  I’m sure her fairy tale prince will learn the same lesson – possibly even with the threat of the same hammer.



Stand up for yourself!  Who’s the boss in this relationship anyway?

Cruella of course.  Still going strong.  And a bit of a change of scene from the bleak Northern landscapes, as some of their lovely ladies got to go to Spain recently, thank goodness.



She’s trying to make the best of it… why can’t you?

 

No spoilers… but I can tell you she’s determined to live happily ever after.

 

 

 

 

The truth will set you free

…so it’s lucky there isn’t much of that in this blog. 


One advantage of their lifestyle is that there won’t be any silly divorce arguments over who owns the property, as that was settled a long time ago.



I used to have a domme who was very into impulse purchases – she’d just see something in a shop and decide she had to have it, then and there.  All sorts of stuff – gadgets that didn’t really do anything useful, clothes she never even wore… if it had been her own money she was spending, it would have been rather worrying.


Men have little idea of the discomfort women go through, but it’s worth trying.

 

Ah… how sweet.  She still assumes her clients expect to be allowed to come.

 

 

 

As my SO likes to point out: if I were any good at being a responsible decision-maker, I wouldn’t have signed an agreement giving a sadist the right to do anything she likes to me. So it’s much better if she takes all the decisions.  And I can’t argue with that.

 

 

Forceful females, meek males

Oh dear.  You had one job… Well, OK, you had several jobs if you count all the chores and you even had two jobs at a time during the spit-roasting bit but you know what I mean.




It’s their ‘rattan’ anniversary.




Maybe she should.  I hope she makes her mind up quickly rather than dithering about it… odd, because she’s usually very decisive.



 

The extra said yes – well, of course he did – but sadly the scene was cut from the movie.  He has developed quite a successful career though and has now had several minor speaking roles.  He was “Squeaky-voiced guy in elevator” in one of the recent Marvel movies, for instance.

 

 

 

It’s the way she tells them.


 

 

 

 

Correct me if I’m wrong…

 … or if I’m right, for that matter.

Another year, more of the same.  Here we go.

Three and a half men, then.



Some people have complicated femdom fantasies.  Others just have simple femdom realities.



Here – have you heard this one?  Why did the blonde in charge of the Sexist Detention Centre press the red button in her office?  To give all the inmates a series of agonising electric shocks!  OK, you might not think it funny but, believe me, she does.



She’s not really a believer in unisex fashion, you see.




Don’t get her wrong – she’s prepared to accept there’s plenty of room for improvement in the relationship.  Just not in anything she does.



Stunning and entrancing

 La la la la lah la la la-lala…

Maybe they’ll show you what’s in the trunk.  Although being British, I find the word ‘boot’ comes more naturally to mind when contemplating this scene.

 

 

I find my body works much better when I’m being obedient.  Less bruised, for one thing.

 

 

Wonderful to watch a creative mind at work.  In the end she just called it Unfinished Composition #1 and decided to treat the whole series as a work in progress.  They say that a work of art is perfect not when it is complete, but when there is nothing left to take away and that’s certainly her philosophy.

 

She’s right of course – what’s a few moments of pleasure from an unhealthy treat, compared to hours shuffling as fast as the ankle chains will allow, on the combined treadmill and electric shock device?  She doesn’t want to have to increase your daily stint on that, if she can possibly help it, does she?

Oh dear.  Let’s hope the bank hotline doesn’t keep you waiting for long.



Missgoverned

Just so there’s no misunderstanding.

 

 

 

Oh dear.  I hope she gets over the embarrassment quickly.

 

 

 

Don’t worry about the whip – her aim’s terrible when she’s a bit sloshed, so you should be fine.

 

 

 

Her colleague Tanya’s not quite so talkative – but don’t worry, she’ll look after you.

 

 

This just gets better and better – first bondage, now she’s phoning a sexy friend and by the sound of it roast turkey when you’ve finished!  And people worry about going off for bondage scenes with complete strangers.


 

Tearful conversations

Anybody else want to negotiate?

 

 

 

It’s recreational for her, anyway – although there’s a serious element to it too. 

 

 

 

I wonder what the OWK Ladies would have done, had the wall not come down in 1989 and no Velvet Revolution occurred?  Oh, they’re so talented I am sure they have found some kind of niche within the totalitarian system where their skills could be useful, but it would have been very different.



Just try to think unsexy thoughts while they do it.  Reading this blog should give you some ideas.



Once again, I do have a bit of a gripe here.  I mean, sometimes it’s “I want the truth and I’m going to keep on increasing the voltage until I get it’ and next it’s ‘Keep your nasty little opinions to yourself.’  It just doesn’t always seem entirely fair, is all I’m saying, but I suppose it’s best not to complain.

 

Girlish ferocity

I just have resting silly grumpy-face.  When I don’t have resting screamy pleading-face, anyway.

 

 

It’s supposed to be quite effective in preventing premature baldness… or was that ‘laziness’?  All good, either way – just ask Helen.

 

Of course, she might do that even if he doesn’t make her.




And don’t forget to wag that cute little rubber dildo-tail.

 

 

 


 

I remember my first, fumbling attempts at sexual intercourse!  Embarrassingly bad, like most men I suppose.  I can laugh about it now, along with the guests whenever my SO tells the story, but at the time it was quite humiliating, especially with all those other guys there.  I suppose a second time needn’t be quite such a… a shall we say ‘cringe-inducing failure’ but as my SO likes to say, ‘why risk it?’