Good word, isn’t it? You can look it up if you don’t know what it means. Or live your life in wilful ignorance – see if I care.






Good word, isn’t it? You can look it up if you don’t know what it means. Or live your life in wilful ignorance – see if I care.
… for a woman’s nature conceals more dangers than you think.
Leopold von Sacher-Masoch wrote that. Heck, if I’m going to rip off others’ femdom quotations, I might as well go to the source.
Yes, it’s another post dedicated to those diligent young scholars at St Mackenzies. In today’s world of smartphones and social media it can be hard for students to concentrate on learning but St Macs has wisely outlawed such distractions, leaving the young ladies free to expand their minds, get their kit off and improve their talents by interacting closely with their teachers and one another, with a lot of implied spanking.
In its latest Ofsted inspection, St Macs was rated ‘Perverted’, with low ratings for science subjects, the arts and social studies, achieving high ratings only for lesbian sex. In sporting contests against other girls’ schools, St Macs’ are known for insisting on the opposing team joining them for a pre-match shower, and then usually not emerging from the changing rooms until after the scheduled end of the match, leading to one or other team forfeiting. Despite this, the school prides itself in providing its pupils with the skills needed for a stellar career – and if proof is needed, no fewer than seven of the top ten Only Fans accounts are run by graduates from the institution.
It must be true, I saw it on a web site.
That’s the divine Heather, being contemplated in the scene above.
This blog’s all in favour of domestic tyranny, of course – despotism begins at home – but has mixed feelings about war. Nonetheless, today, as so often before, we pay tribute to those heroines who fought in a war they did not seek*, to overthrow a cruel, oppressive patriarchy and replace it with the cruel and oppressive matrarchy the good boys who read this blog fervently wish for.
* You might imagine that the female supremacist side started the war but you’d be wrong (male, are you? Yeah, that explains it. You’re probably wrong about a lot of things – don’t worry, there’s plenty of women who can set you right). They were no more responsible for the war than a wife wearily sighing “Oh darling, don’t make me whip you again!” is responsible for the consequences of your impertinence. The losing side in WWM had only themselves to blame, and if they didn’t take that opportunity to do so and apologise to their superiors, the survivors had plenty of time for that after the war.
I mean to say, there is something about their personality that paralyses the vocal cords and reduces the contents of the brain to cauliflower.
P. G. Wodehouse, Right-Ho, Jeeves!
Yes, it’s more Downton Domination.
Why make things complicated?
You know… that little chat. The one she’s been promising you all week. Don’t keep her waiting.
The wonderful Lady Kenworthy, demonstrating the sound of one hand clapping.