Don’t interrupt her

Just don’t. And the easiest way to avoid doing so by accident is just not to speak at all in her presence, unless in response to a direct question.

Women featured on this blog do tend to get quite insistent when they are about to brush their hair, like this. No idea why.
Then he wants SPA: small penis admiration.
Treasure can be quite forgetful – just like that time she ‘forgot’ you were only supposed to be getting twenty lashes, and carried on for the best part of an hour. But she’s a sweet girl, really.
Oddly, the idea for his most celebrated breakthrough in hydrodynamics was when he was handwashing some period-stained panties and observed how the water swirled around the gusset while rinsing after scrubbing with the nailbrush. The resulting paper got over two thousand citations, although more importantly, Mistress was less pleased with the cleanliness – or otherwise – of her panties.
She can add the cost to the amount he owes, plus her usual commission of course.
Surely before a feast, one should fast so as to build up an appetite? Easy to see that this ‘paradise island’ needs a man around, to explain how best to do things!

The elegant and fabulous Mistress Eleise, looking fabulously elegant. Fans of this elegantly fabulous look just might want to take a furtive look here, although of course you certainly did not hear that from me.

Of course it’s your fault, darling

You’re male aren’t you? Well then.

Many males object to being secured permanently in this way, but it does reduce the stress of uncertainty, don’t you think? Or of her losing the key.
Now, that is so not true. She’s doing a lot… for me, anyway.
Fortunately, boys these days don’t need maths skills to keep track of their orgasms – women are happy to do that for them and the numbers are never that large anyway.
She’s usually generous with her time; doesn’t wind things up immediately just because the session’s reached its scheduled end-time. But you can wait, right? ‘Course you can.
I’m sure he will. She has many unhappy customers.
That looks like a much better-ordered office than the one I started work in, many many years ago, where I had an embarrassing moment on my first day when I discovered that ‘dress code’ didn’t necessarily imply wearing a dress. I think some places just do these things to catch new joiners out, especially very stupid ones like me.

Just a quick word, darling?

Particularly annoying as I missed it last month for putting too little milk in. Still, once I finally get it right, everything should be fine.
Sometimes couples are more compatible than they realise. Now they can be open and honest with each other, I expect their relationship will become a lot deeper.
She just slipped him into something incomparably less comfortable.
In matching outfits, it seems.
Important to remember where your loyalties lie. I’m sure Mike has no doubts on that score.
She just likes to know where he is – especially if it’s ‘on the floor writhing around in pain and screaming apologies’.

The nature of a woman hides more dangers than you think

Listen very carefully: she will say this only once.
Guy A sounds a bit creepy to me, don’t you think? Glad to see she sent him packing! Let’s see how creative the other two are, in their response to her embarassing dilemma.
‘Giving’ doesn’t quite describe the financial transaction involved, but I can see her point as clearly as I can smell her socks.
I expect he’ll come to a more appreciative position of their work. Especially creative writing.
This is the anger stage of her depression. I hope you can help her work through it, because the next one – bargaining – obviously doesn’t fit at all well into a D/S dynamic.
The clue’s in the name.

Speaking of linguistic matters, Ms Palvin of course hails from Hungary, a country whose language makes no distinction between men and women. Which seems most odd… isn’t her existence alone a good reason to change that?

A woman scorning

with hellish fury…

NB: I believe there are still some problems with the antivirus thing preventing people posting comments. Obviously the fault of a male somewhere and I hope he gets his comeuppance. If you request access, I will approve and then your IP address goes on an approved list and you should be OK.

Always a good idea to have a best man who’s a better man than you. And his jokes will be something to chuckle over, when you’re sweeping up the mess after he and your lovely bride have departed for the honeymoon.
Fortunately, it’s not a recurrent condition… unless you annoy them again, obviously.
What Mistress doesn’t know about can’t hurt, surely? Or can it?
You might say she has an electrifying effect on the men she meets. That would be a terrible mistake and you would bitterly regret saying it, but you can if you really want to.
I find making choices difficult. Fortunately, I am rarely presented with any, these days.
Kitten likes to focus on the important things in her life. You’re no longer among them.

Hypnotized by you if I should linger

Oh, OK. Err… hi!
How reassuring.
Of course, it’s only good when it’s fresh.
Self-explanatory, I thought. She should move on to the “What do you consider your greatest weaknesses or failings?” question, as there’s about six pages in response to that one.
Later on, she’s going to perform a procedure in which she’ll carefully pull a thin strip of flesh away from your thigh, then reattach it in exactly the same place. There’s no therapeutic benefit, but she enjoys it.
We feature all the edgiest and most dangerous BDSM practices here on CtD, but I’ll admit: disagreeing with Ms Palvin is close to a hard limit, even for this blog.

Never feel safe with the woman you love

… for a woman’s nature conceals more dangers than you think.

Leopold von Sacher-Masoch wrote that. Heck, if I’m going to rip off others’ femdom quotations, I might as well go to the source.

Let’s hope she explains it more clearly and thoroughly this time.
Aww… one of them brought her Mum.
Strict Master Simon is about to experience a little ‘being ripped apart by vicious dogs’ play. Kinky!
See, many people assume that findommes are selfish people, but here’s Sam generously handing out her own piggie’s money just as a nice gesture to her friend.
For some reason, the post-action interviews in snuff movies rarely – never, actually, come to think of it – feature both participants.
So much easier when someone else takes these difficult decisions.

Inattention seeking

Her book’s much more interesting than you, after all… although now I come to think of it, almost everything is, isn’t it? No, you can just nod quietly: permission to speak is still rescinded.
She offers a very specialised service. Well, I say ‘offers’ – she doesn’t actually give subs the opportunity to refuse.
You probably won’t have many things to talk about anyway, once he realises she doesn’t mind you sucking him off.

You might be surprised they were able when drunk to remember it all to tell the registry people, but of course they could just read it off the tattoo.
Hard at work.
Don’t worry: Madame Sarka will realise immediately what really happened and will know it wasn’t his fault. She won’t care, obviously, but she will know and that should be some comfort at least as she’s beating the crap out of him and screaming abuse at him in Czech.

Divine interventions

There are lots of books you can read about negotiating techniques – they’d probably be helpful in this situation. Sadly, the cage in which you are locked naked doesn’t have any of them.
Don’t worry, there are lots of things she’s been thinking of that can also spice up the relationship. She’s just been holding back, up until now, that’s all.
Inexperienced slaves might object “But what if no one has a use for me all day?”. To which the answer, obviously, is “Then you remain facing the wall.”. You have your orders, there’s nothing unclear so why try to ask annoying questions?
Not that it matters, but, actually, being ignored isn’t one of this client’s fetishes but he’s never been given the opportunity to explain that.
Don’t worry, if self-control fails there’s always external control to fall back on.
I’ve watched Goddess Anya in so many things. Let’s see, there was that series where she was a chess player and another about her as the American girlfriend/wife of some Birmingham gangster and obviously the movie about her eating in a restaurant that blows up after they’ve served her her cheeseburger. Oh and that Jane Austen, of course: the one that didn’t have the divine Annie Hathaway in it. I suppose there may have been one or two other actors in those but I can’t say I paid a lot of attention to the non-Anya scenes, or the plots.

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.