tables turned – Contemplating the divine

Charming savagery

Of course, it’s not actually a threesome if only two get to come… maybe you’d better explain that to them.

Perhaps you could learn German instead. I hear she offers lessons.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

The next bit might not be entirely consensual and safe, truth be told, but who really cares?

Always a bit tricky when she really does want to discuss it rather than just to ‘discuss it’. Like many subs I prefer to keep my side of the conversation to profuse thanks and occasional bouts of crying, when being spanked, but my preferences rarely if ever enter into it.

NB, tonight the Servitor household are packing up the whips, canes and portable travel-cage to head off for two weeks of sun, sea, sand and sadism. Long term readers, who were here in the days before The Thing will know what this means…

Dressed to oppress

Argh! It’s worse than when waiters do this… write it down!

Time to discover some traditional small-town values, I suggest.

You might as well be comfortable, while writhing in agony, after all.

Can a truly life-long relationship be founded on such flimsy foundations as a boots fetish and financial exploitation? Do you think he or she cares?

Kitten has sharp claws, daddy issues and some serious rage to work through.

Tie me up and I’ll confess

…a thousand ways that make you statuesque. (just more old music, nothing specifically femdom I’m afraid. But it does feature Louise Wener and those lucky sleeperblokes, which is femdom enough for some).

Watch and learn – although it’s by no means certain you’ll ever get the chance to put it into practice.

Not often I feature maledom here, but I’m open-minded about it – I don’t mind maledoms, as long as they end up beaten, enslaved and crushed in body and spirit.

Whimper.

They are very concerned with fairness – and with unfairness too, obviously.

Well, as long as he’s cool about it I suppose you should be too.

It feels so wrong it must be right

You’d thing she’d at least bother to write a fresh one, instead of bringing out the same piece of paper every time. This is how marriages go stale, you know.

They’re probably thinking that with so many slaves to deal with simultaneously, it won’t be so bad for any one of them. They’d be wrong about that, but it’s a comforting thought while they wait.

If she has to say no, you have to wait. Or even if she doesn’t have to, but wants to anyway.

It’s good she’s stepping in to help with the scheduling. My SO sometimes says she despairs of finding enough time for all of the punishment that I deserve, but somehow she always manages, bless her.

She’s actually done quite a few things that – when he finds out about them – he will consider to be very easy to criticise. But he won’t be permitted to do so.

Scream queens

I never went trick-or-treating as a child – it was just an American thing in those days – but it’s everywhere now. We often get complimented on how much effort we’ve made to make the house look like a spooky haunted house of torture and pain, but really it’s just the outdoor summer toys (which are occasionally used in winter too, when I’ve been particularly bad). Halloween does have the advantage of being the evening on which I can answer the door without having to conceal my chains, I suppose, which is nice.

Nothing terribly spooky about today’s captions, I’m afraid, but I’ve tried to choose some at the darker end of what is already rather a sombre spectrum.

Well, I think that’s disgraceful. She shouldn’t have taken the veil if she doesn’t believe in it. It should be a spiritual calling, not just an excuse for hot latex-clad lesbian sex while torturing naked males. Too many people just do religion for the ritual, to my mind.

Ooh – like a college reunion? I wonder what activities they’ve got planned.

“Erm… oh gosh, now look here, errrrmmmmm!” etc

With the birds. Where else are they going to go? Don’t worry, though: they’re not predatory. Those curving beaks are just for cracking nuts.


Don’t worry, Mistress will be back soon. How long can you stay in a beach bar with a bunch of guys, anyway?

Oh go on, then: have a Halloween-themed extra that is explicitly not about Halloween.

Harsh sentences

The ureasonable thing would be to tolerate disobedience, surely?

They might put on a lesbian show for you, if you’re lucky.

He gets to eat the grape first. Yum.

Dommes and their pets. I visited a pro-domme once and I got a scary thrill when she asked if I could pick up a tin of catfood on the way. But it just turned out to be for her cat! Slaves get dogfood; it’s less fatty apparently although it has always seemed pretty fatty to me. Anyway, I’m sure Fluffles gets a healthy diet.

Oooh – looks like someone’s going to try switch play! He shouldn’t worry, though: she’s only planning to switch roles once.

Our youngers and betters

I suppose it never hurts to go through things again, just to make sure. Well… I don’t mean it never actually hurts – obviously it does hurt – I just mean…. oh , you know.

The longer it goes on, the longer his pleasureable anticipation, I suppose.

I wonder what she has planned for the evening. For you, that is.

Aww… is there a little furry… hairy, leggy, fangy.. friend in there with you? Or several.

You, by contrast, can easily go quite badly wrong. But you’ll know when you do.

Captivating ladies

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.

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.

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.

Lucky bastard – he’s going to be experiencing his top sexual fantasy for the rest of his life.

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.

Back to his place

That seems very cruel. My own SO is much kinder – she’s got me on a diet consisting almost entirely of fatty bacon sandwiches and chocolate cake! Yum. She wants me to take up smoking too. She’s thoughtful like that.

There’s actually a Lifetime Achievement category at the annual snuff movie awards, but strangely no-one’s ever claimed it.

Well… OK. As long as she listens to his
concerns this time. Last time, she decided she needed to pee right in
the middle of the conversation and I think he never got to say
everything he intended.

There you are, you see? Now why did she let him get like that? Too soft on him, that’s what she is.

This blog doesn’t often feature dominant males, so say hi to Master Rod. You won’t be seeing him often, but maybe he’ll be brought out to play from time to time.