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.
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| Well, I’m… I mean they’re shoes, it’s no big… erm. Oh all right then. |
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| Her client minds. But no one cares what he thinks. |
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| Sounds complicated… I’ve forgotten the rules already. Good thing she’s got a whip. |
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| A lot of men are a bit resistant to having an implant, but I’ve never heard a man who had it complain, so maybe the best thing is just give it a go? |
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| Jeremy doesn’t complain, either. Obviously a very happy marriage. |
… and very nice too*
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| All the ways I could be a better husband? Wow. I think I’m going to need two days locked in the stocks, at least. |
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| What a lot of fuss, about a routine operation. You’d think I was the first person whose tonsils she’d removed. I… hang on… didn’t I have my tonsils out when I was a teenager? |
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| Oh, don’t worry: I’ll keep looking. I might cry a little, if that’s OK. |
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| She insists on her tea being just the way she likes it. Also the ironing, bed corners, washing up, bookshelves, underwear drawer, bath, breakfast, ornaments, cushions, carpets, gin & tonic, shoes, lawn, floor tiles, nail polish, …. |
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| Many dommes find the things we submissives do disgusting. That’s why they so enjoy hitting us. |
* but if anyone happens to be able to locate the scene in the British sitcom Game On (rather a lovely ‘situation’: sad male failures share flat with goddess) in which Samantha Janus rushes around putting her make-up on to this song, I’d be most grateful.
Sorry about that. I find it hard to resist a pun, no matter how bad. If only there were someone who could mete out painful consequences for such lapses of judgement on my part… whom I could pay to judge me, find fault and punish me. But obviously no such profession exists, so I suppose I’ll just carry on.
Anyway, Downton day today! I won’t say where I got the photos. You might recognise the sytyle, I’ve used similar before. The photographer has a lot more on his web site and I’m sure you can find it but probably best not to jump there straight from this site as I doubt he would appreciate this particular use of his images. I wouldn’t want to have to take this post down … ton.
P.S. Nothing at all to do with Downton but Oh My Goddess look at this!
He’d give up all his comforts and sleep out in the rain, if she said that’s the way it ought to be.
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| Free healthcare? |
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| Perhaps you could charm her into giving you a free drink. |
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| Any man complaining about how frustrated he feels in chastity is just missing the point. Still: the wives are involved now, so things should get back on track. |
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| Music has charms. So does she. |
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| No rush. He can stay like that for a long time. Let’s talk through those options. |
… domestic bliss.
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| They say old age can be like a second childhood. |
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| My SO and I tried something like that but it turned out my boss was gay! Quite an embarassing situation, as you can imagine, but he saw the funny side and actually since then, our working relationship has been closer than ever. |
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| We are. |
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| OK. But always with dignity, yeah? |
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| I think’darling’ must have misread the signals. I don’t have that problem any more, because we only ever go out with my genitals wired up to the electrics. Of course, I don’t get heavy shocks in public but a few little reminders – or an instruction to go off to find a bathroom cubicle for a good zapping – keep me nicely in line. In fact, she’s considering learning morse code. |
If you like Contemplating the Divine* then you will certainly have loved Freddie’s Tales.** You, therefore, like me, will have been devasted when Freddie’s Tales disappeared from one day to the next. Also like me, therefore***, you will be absolutely delighted that Freddie is back, with a new blog and no doubt just raring to produce more of those fabulous Beetle books.
So get yourself over to Freddie’s new blog. I – hey come back! I didn’t mean now. Read the captions below first, moron. That’s what you came here for, right? Men… I dunno.
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| My SO and I have been experimenting with pre-signed suicide notes. It’s a kind of next-level thing, you know? Edgy, I know, but it works for us. |
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| I think I can give her 110%. |
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| Sounds like you are actually going to be discussing it… at length. But not until you’re safely married. |
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| Consent seems to be a theme of this post. That’s because it’s so important. My SO always insists that I consent to everything she does to me. |
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| Thank goodness they no longer hunt foxes. That was so cruel. |
* And if you don’t like Contemplating the Divine what the fuck are you doing here? Are you some kind of weird masochist or something? Freak.
** Except the Femsub bits, obviously. One day, I hope young Freddie will meet a lady who will set him right about the suitability of that sort of material.
*** Writing this, I realise how uncannily similar we are, you and I. We laugh at the same things, cry together – we should get a drink some time, yeah?
… or I bend over, or I just wriggle slightly in the bonds, making little mmphing pleading sounds.
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| There are no ‘behavioural problems’, only behavioural opportunities, my SO always says. And I agree with her. |
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| What many men who dabble in men’s lib don’t get is how profoundly offensive it is to women, to suggest that the sexes are equal. I mean, how do you think she’d feel, to be told she’s no better than… well… you? |
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| Hypothermia play! Mmmm…. |
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| Actually, I’m more of a leg man. So, with a bit of luck…. oh dear. |
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| Customs change – what was acceptable in times gone by is profoundly offensive nowadays. I went to a stage show the other night which featured an on-stage spanking and I just cringed. I wasn’t even in the front row either – how come I always get picked? |
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| A bit presumptuous, from someone I only met five minutes ago. What makes her so sure I won’t just wander off and never meet her again? |
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| You might think that after this experience she’d become a pro-domme, but actually she’s fine with the escort business, as long as she can occasionally beat clients up. |
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| Now here’s a professional lady more focused on the subculture’s needs! |
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| Some of the sales team made the mistake of telling potential customers that they’d be physically punished if they didn’t meet their sales targets. 5% of customers did buy more, in sympathy, 75% just laughed it off as a joke but the remaining 20% immediately cancelled their orders. All women, oddly enough. |
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| The run’s extended by three months, but after that it seems they’re likely to run out of convicted sex offenders. Of course, there are always more sex offenders being convicted – but strangely, the sexual crime rate fell by 75% soon after the show opened. Ironic, huh? |
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| Actually, unlike many men with small penises, I don’t obsess about it and feel inadequate and ashamed about its size. My feelings of inadequacy and shame are much more broadly-based than that. |
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| It’s just to redress the balance. Men are no good at empathy. Not like women: my SO always knows when I’m hurting badly, no matter how much I try to conceal it. |
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| It’s much shorter than my punishment song – which has seventeen verses. Even though I’ve never considered myself a good singer, my SO usually enjoys it so much she ‘asks’ for an encore. Sometimes two. |
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| Lucky bastard – he’s going to be experiencing his top sexual fantasy for the rest of his life. |
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| The gentlemen in the picture likes to claim he is ‘very experienced in BDSM’ but actually, he’s about to discover there’s a lot more to it than he had ever imagined. |
…when I’m kneeling at your feet.
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| I think we can agree, though, that it’s hardly femdom to expect men to do their share of the ironing. Including – obviously – making up for the backlog of several thousand years when they didn’t. |
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| So we did. I wonder what we’ll decide today. |
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| Good thing there’s a woman in charge to take those tough decisions. |
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| Sissy didn’t actually understand the book anyway. Men should go out to work, take decsions, look after their own lives? Terrifiying. |
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| It’s a bluff. I think it’s a bluff. |
