stress postion – Contemplating the divine

Unequal sex

It’s the best sort…

I read somewhere that the medical advice on stress has changed. It used to be seen as something for middle aged and older men to avoid, but apparently recent research has shown that repeated stress and anxiety can make men better at all sorts of useful things, that more than compensate for any loss of life expectancy.

I admire Sylvia’s idealism, but isn’t it about time we all just admitted that men are just too stupid for most modern jobs? I mean, nothing personal guys, but we all know it’s true, right? They’re even inventing artificial intelligence now, before the males of the species have managed the natural kind, so really I don’t see the point in trying to catch up. There are lots of things men are better at than women – mostly involving manual drudgery – as long as they’re firmly supervised, so isn’t that enough? Why just set yourself up to fail?

Always difficult, playing with amateurs. Oh well, how bad can it be?

He also consented to several amendments to that agreement, after a few days of marriage. Funny how there’s always a few things you didn’t think of, isn’t it?

…and two extras, why not, both inspired by a recent post by the femdom blogger-in-chief, Paltego on Femdom Resource.

Everything she wants, any way she likes, right now

She was beside herself with worry, the poor thing. Nothing to worry about now… for her to worry about, I mean.

It
might add to it, if anything. But it’s nice when it finishes – or when
the weals heal, a week or so later, depending on the severity.

In the event, she realised of course that she didn’t actually want a slave with a bashed in face and a pulped, deformed nose, snuffling around the whole time. So both of them ended up having to leave. Funny how some people just don’t think things through, isn’t it? Still, no real harm done and I guess she learned something.

Oh dear, that wasn’t a very tactful thing to say. She’s not an unkind person, you understand; it’s just never occurred to her not to despise you.

If Kitten can’t have nice things, why should you have nice things?

For those of you who might have sleepless nights worrying about Kitten not being as happy as she deserves to be, all the time, I am delighted to share the following picture:

Isn’t that lovely? Doesn’t it make the world a better place? You can think of it every time you pay off the monthly installments of the loan – ten years, wasn’t it? Lots of time to think of Kitten’s happy smile. And she decided to keep the black one, too, for when she’s just not in a red car mood.

Now… Kitten has some ideas for other things she’d like to have. Get a notebook: you can make a list.

*** UPDATED***

Kitten saw this and would just like you to know that she has always liked yellow best of all the colours.

Come on now, don’t be mean…

Permissive society

Contrary to what many people ill-informed about femdom relationships might imagine, I am not oppressed by my SO, in fact she actually makes a point of bestowing small freedoms on me. For example, she grants me a financial allowance out of my earnings, quite frequently permits me to speak as long as that privilege is not abused and even (speaking of abuse) permits occasional sexual release. I’m very lucky that way, as I often find myself compelled to tell her.

Like many submissive men, I find arguing with my SO can make me feel quite uncomfortable – sometimes immediately, sometimes over an extended period of time.

It’s the dreading that’s the worst part, I understand.

Whatevs.

Teasing and denial.

It’s the little things in a relationship that really define it.

Play-related stress

Don’t worry, sissy, you won’t have to stay there the whole day. Just most of the day.

Oh dear, I can never think of what to wish for in these situations… I suppose there’s always ‘world peace’.

Whoosh!

Her rod and staff… that’s the rod, you’re going to be be her staff.

I’m sure it’ll be a memorable honeymoon – but then, aren’t all honeymoons memorable, albeit in different ways?

More femdom stuff that’s out there and not much remarked upon: this talented chap (I’m assuming ‘chap’) draws things that are rather lovely if you’re into giantess fetish and possibly even if you are not. He also reposts some vintage stuff which is reminiscent of the elegant and delightful Gibson Girls.