Stories and pictures themed around female domination and male subjugation and servitude. Unsuitable for children, for alpha males, for hard-core practitioners with an interest in the politics of bdsm and the mechanics of complicated rope work. Of interest to perverts like me, basically.
It’s a strangely self-defeating exercise, because we love it.
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| That’s kind of her. Not exactly a sympathy fuck… more of a pitiful wank. But the principle’s the same. |
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| Kinda scary. Yeah. |
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| I hold that truth to be self-evident. |
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| OK, now that would be humiliating. And not in a good way. Well…maybe a little bit good…mmmm. |
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| It’s uncanny. It’s almost as if she knows me. Do you think I should go and hang around her house in Beverly Hills… see if fate somehow brings us together? |
Scenes from Servitor’s so-called life (Part 1 of rather too many).
I have to say, it was very disappointing, on my first date with Alice, that she not only laughed at my manhood, she pulled out a ruler and insisted on measuring it, right then and there. I just think that was a bit unnecessary, you know, especially on a first date like that. And quite apart from the humiliation it caused me, I think it was pretty unfair to spoil the evening for all those other diners. I still haven’t been back to that restaurant.
Ah well. On with more of this:
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| Ahhh. Isn’t that sweet? |
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| Well, she doesn’t always bother to tell him about it, not the detailed causes anyway. She’s just looking to share the pain, not for any suggestions he could come up with. It’s a Mars/Venus thing, you know? |
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| Let’s hope she doesn’t go home with someone this time, as the nights can get pretty uncomfortable. As long as no one at the club tries to pick her up, you should be all right, though., |
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| My mother always used to say that, when I was growing up. And when I discovered girls, in my teens, I understood what she meant. |
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| Well, that’s very kind of her, isn’t it? Very understanding. Not like Alice. Remember Alice? It’s a blog post about Alice… |
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| If you beg sufficiently piteously, she’ll probably relent. But I think you can assume she’ll stop going so easy on you in future. |
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| She’s quite soft-hearted, so she’ll probably let him out in a couple of hours. Unless she forgets or something. |
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| Might be a good time to offer to clean her house for a week. Face it, that’s the only way you’re going to be pleasing her. |
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| You don’t get employee rights. You’re not an employee. You’re stock – and I think your book value is about to be written down. |
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| I love the contrasting colouts in this, the different reds of her hair, lips and nails against the black. And the contrasting textures of softness and harshness. But mostly, Her. |
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| She looks quite determined, doesn’t she? I think she’s already decided how many orgasms she’s having before she’s finished with you, and it looks like there’s a way to go. |
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| I don’t think she’ll be giving up on this until she’s found out. And then the actual punishment begins, of course. |
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| In the event of an emergency, please rattle the door of your cage hopelessly and cry. |
