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.
Please help me in my agony, dear Jane, dear Jane, dear Jane.
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| Actually, you only booked an hour and half. So that’s an extra half hour free! Guess you won that one, huh? |
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| Not at all. As a matter of fact, I’m going to beg for it. |
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| Ymmmnneh Mnnntrrrcch! |
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| If you can’t choose, just take a few. She’ll choose. Or maybe she won’t. |
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| I’m sure when Suzie comes, this whole silly misunderstanding will quickly be resolved. |
Literally, a re-entering, so obviously it’s not to be taken literally in my case. But here we are, back again.
Same old, same old.
But more so.
If you know what I mean.
Update: thank you all for the kind comments, while I was away. Sorry I didn’t respond at the time, but if you check back you should find that I have now.
…and while I was away, this blog went over 3 million page hits/views whatever it is! Many of them by automated search bots no doubt, others perhaps by worthless little pathetic worms of no importance or interest to anyone whatsoever (if you’re wondering whether you’re one of them, then you probably are, like me), but even so it’s a nice big number. Thank you all.
Update again. Don’t you just love the horse picture? Not the caption, necessarily. Just the picture. Isn’t it great?
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| It’s a bit unfair, really. I mean he makes as much noise as he likes. Doesn’t get the fucking sjambok, either. Why do we put up with this sort of thing? |
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| I’ve been caught shopkeeping eleven times, now. Oh dear… am I out of butter again? Off to the shops… |
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| He’s taking a subtle revenge for the lifetime of humiliation and suffering she imposed, though. He’s over-salted the popcorn. Only slightly – but enough to notice, you know? Haha! |
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| You know, people can often behave very differently at home and at work. Although actually, she doesn’t. |
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| I love this picture. I quite like my caption to it, too. |
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| A bonus one, because I am by no means sure this one is actually femdom. |
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| Don’t forget to scurry. Ball boys should definitely scurry. |
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| Sergei I am not looking forward to. |
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| But seeing as this is Mistress Absolute – the Mistress Absolute – I suspect that can only add to the value, among certain rare connoseurs conouiseirs conosewers, don’t you think? |
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| Domina Liza. I’ll confesss, I don’t know the Lady in person, but I suspect that her attitude to such a request would be along these lines. This caption is intended to comment on the style of femdom photo that I mentally categorize as ‘tits out for the lads’ and try, virtuously, to avoid. |
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| Awww… poor little thing. |
Street begging? Eh? I’m opposed to it. I just think it’s unecessary, and disturbs people going about their daily business.
But she insists on it, so of course who am I to argue?
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| Actually, I prefer to use centimetres. Or even milimetres. |
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| I wonder what the prize is, if he gets them right? |
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| Then again, maybe we don’t have to discuss it right now…. We do? Oh. OK. |
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| Actually, the back of the laptop adjusts. But her way’s good. |
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| I wonder what it can be? |
Unusually for me, a themed post. See if you can guess the theme.
All images taken from the public spaces of “The British Institution”, or tumblrs, not from behind the paywall to my knowledge.
Well worth a visit – once you’re in, you’ll find you can’t leave. Not for five years anyway, even with good behaviour.
http://www.thebritishinstitution.com
Pray for mercy…but maybe not just yet.
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| …and heaven help you if they don’t add up to 48. |
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| Don’t worry, though – she retains some rights. If they want to cause any permanent physical damage, they have to seek her permission first – and you’ll be allowed to beg her for mercy. |
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| Let’s hope she doesn’t stay cross for long. |
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| I don’t know about you, but I’m always forgetting my permit. It makes my wife so cross – you know, she said then next time I get put in the pound, I can just stay there for a week or two as far as she’s concerned! She is funny… |
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| Don’t forget to tell her how fabulous you think she looks, and give her a kiss for good luck, before you go back to your lonely little apartment and switch on the computer. |
…all Men are created equally servile, that they are endowed by their nature with certain inalienable duties, that among these are service, slavery and the pursuit of degradation. That to ensure these duties, Women’s rule is instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the inadequacies of the governed.
From the 93rd amendment to the US constitution, 2064.
Long time to wait. Here’s something for now.
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| Richard thought of “Mistress Initiating Loving Flagellation”. Sadly, that was almost twelve hours later, when he was lying face-down in his bed, desperately waiting for exhustion to overwhelm the burning pain. |
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| It’s called Juliephobia. Fear of Julie. It’s actually quite rational. |
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| Apologising can make you feel good. But not in this case, obviously. Not until a long time after. |
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| It’s true, ladies, so don’t hold back. Not only are our brains smaller, but 95% of their volume is given over to thinking about you, so there’s really little capacity left for anything else. Might as well fill it with pain. |
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| Actually, almost everything in that book is made up. That party she threw at the sushi bar for all three ex-girlfriends where they exchanged stories about your sexual performance, and paid a prostitute to pretend to pick you up, then scream with laughter and steal your clothes? No way. It was in a regular steakhouse. See – there’s loads of stuff like that. |
