Happy Hathaday! Yes, regular ‘readers’ of this blog may be aware that Servitor has several soft spots for the greatest actress of her generation and future first Female Supremacist president of the United Matriarchy of America, the divine Ann(i)e.
Today marks the day we celebrate an additional year in which we have been blessed with her presence, to set against that dark period of 13,700,000,000 years or so over which we did not. And what better way to honour her than by putting up some captioned images utterly misrepresenting her personality and even speech patterns, for sad weirdos like you and me to perve over? I certainly can’t think of one. So here they are.
Not a proper post, just a quickie to note that this blog was an early admirer of British politician Penny Mordaunt. Not for her political views, to be honest I barely know what those are and I doubt I would actually find much to agree with if I did. But more for her firm, no-nonsense style and the fact that… well, she looks like this:
I mean, goodness. Don’t you think? I do. And since you ‘read’ this blog, I suspect you do too.
Oh, and the one other thing I knew about her is that she once made a speech in parliament purporting to be about poultry farming, which was actually an excuse to use the word ‘cock’ as often as possible in a formal legislative debate, as a result of a lost bet. See – she’s not all stern strictness.
Anyway, yes, her job at the moment is the one announced in the photo below, and as you can see, she is firmly determined and ready to do… to do… well, whatever it is a Lord President of the Council actually does. No one really knows – it’s a British thing to have political jobs with weird titles, like Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster, Chief Whip or Black Rod.
But one aspect of the job became clear yesterday. She does this:
To which all I can say is, if she ever runs out of umbrella-holders in this grey and damp little island of ours, I stand (or better, kneel) ready to serve.
Oh, and while ‘researching’ this post, I discovered images of her like the below too. No, not a photo-manipulation. This is the actual member of Parliament for Portsmouth, taking part in an actual diving competition on TV.
|Nice of her to ask, but she really needn’t have.
|Don’t judge her, OK? Let her judge you.
|Every hour is devotional time, surely?
|Technically, it works just as well when he’s not conscious, obviously, but she finds it harder to get motivated.
|Poor things, I hope they’re not too cold. Thank goodness they have coats, anyway.
|Subs are all about rules. It’s good of dommes to indulge us. I don’t know what I’d do with myself without my chastity regime, for example.
|Fake lesbian crap? On this blog? Surely not.
|We would not.
|…and I suppose it would be exciting to imagine that she’d be sitting on him, too. But her fantasy is probably more along the lines of her sitting somewhere else entirely – a nice cafe, for instance – properly dressed.
|There’s nothing like standing in the corner with a well-smacked bottom on display to give you a sense of perspective.
|Her fees are reasonable. She isn’t, I’m glad to say.
|Sometimes a session starts badly, but I find when that happens the best thing to do is put it behind me and try to enjoy myself, anyway.
|Wearing a shock collar can give you a sense of perspective too… along with a lot of very unpleasant electric shocks, obviously.
|And soon he’ll have a lot.
|If you do everything she says voluntarily then you don’t get whipped – so where’s the compulsion in that?
|Welcome to Plan A.
|Balloons? Anime cosplay?
And this is how the message ran…
|She should put him in the stocks. ‘Cos the sonic doesn’t work on wood.
|I believe there are still traces from which civilisation could be reconstructed, under the guidance of the Galactic Community.
|I think you’re about to experience their rigorous clinical testing procedures personally
|I would just like to point out that as an arachnophobe, I did not at all enjoy searching Google images for the picture on the right hand side in the background there. I suffered for my art. Now it’s your tur – oh, I did that one already, didn’t I?
|I don’t really understand how anyone can be an atheist, in a world that contains Arianna Grande.
|What’s that you say, blog ‘reader’? You don’t think this one fits in with the overall science fiction theme of today’s post? Oh yes, it does. You see: this is your future.
|I have quite a few tattoos – my SO says it gives her a feeling of ownership. Mostly shopping lists or phone numbers.
|Still, she’s wearing a proper medical outfit, so you know you’re safe in professional hands.
|Poor Andy. Bet he felt humiliated!
|I’m quite good at scrabble. I’m rubbish at blow jobs, though… everyone says so.
|Looks like someone has forgotten the virtues of kindness! Honestly, saying such hurtful about Felicity; it’s hardly in the spirit of charity and forgiveness that the Order prescribes, is it?
|Goodness. I hope I don’t have to say too many Hail Marys.
|Icelandic femdom is complicated. But worth it for those interested in play that involves being subjected to extremes of hot and cold, as well as eating raw fish.
|Lots of men get quite nervous before their first time with her. And full-on hysterically terified before all subsequent sessions.
|Finishing with a religious theme too. The movie Valentines Day is highly recommended. Taylor, Anne… Mostly vanilla, obviously, but there is even a very brief femdomination scene, with Anne being a phone sex Russian domme with a rubber band.