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. |
A few weeks back, several of you were kind enough to comment on a post of mine asking advice about publicising this blog. I have now set up a Tumblr version of the blog, at http://servitor-again.tumblr.com/.
Many thanks especially to Total Discord and an anonymous commenter who suggested doing this.
However, if you’re reading this here there is little point in going there. I have set up automatically to update when I post to this blog, but Tumblr requires that posts are categorised as photos, text and so on. So a mixed post of this sort does not go up. I have the automatic update set to ‘photo’ so every time I post here the first captioned image will be on Tumblr, but nothing else: not the other images and no text. A story using photos (like the recent Anne in Space) will be rather incomprehensible, as it would just consist of an uncaptioned picture of Anne wearing a spacesuit. Which is very nice, obviously – almost as nice as Anne not wearing a spacesuit – but not really what I intended. I’ll also queue up some old captions, posted here long ago, to keep the Tumblr ticking over. But anyway, there will be nothing there that has not already been posted here, so you’re in the right place already! Well done, you.
On with the show:
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| Very wise precaution. |
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| Isn’t it just? Fast Show reference, obviously, for UK viewers. No? I’ll get me coat… |
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| Leave the back door open and lock the front. That’s what my mother always used to say, anyway. |
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| Oooh – exciting! I wonder what she’s planning for those crucial last few seconds? (Actually, of course, I already know but let’s just say I don’t want to ruin the surprise). |
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| New dommes – don’t try this at home! No, hang on. Let me clarify: if you want to get drunk in session, do try it at home. Not down the pub. |
… than you can with just a kind word.
These ladies know that.
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| Disappointed? Well.. maybe a little. |
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| He can continue to explore his interest in blow jobs too, I understand. |
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| Enjoy. Only 25 seconds now… |
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| Woof. |
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| I’ll confess, I don’t often last the full twenty seconds. But she’s not one of those women who minds if her man comes very quickly. |
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| …and he’s good for relieving my… tension! |
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| Oh well. At least you no longer have all that awful responsibility of making sure you’re keeping within the distance. You can be fairly sure it’ll be no more than four feet. Always. |
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| I don’t want to think about this. |
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| Fucking off is something I’ve always been really good at. All the girls would agree. |
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| We used to talk about my cock quite a lot, in the early days of our marriage. But ‘gorgeous’ wasn’t one of the words she used. |
It’s the best sort.
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| It’s the personal touch that counts. |
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| Summer on the roof, winter in the cellar…and you get to see how she lives in the rest of the house twice a year, when you go up or down. |
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| It’s worth taking the time to get these things right. |
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| Don’t worry – you won’t have the apartment to yourself for long. It’s not like you’re her only slave. |
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| One form of castration is much the same as another, I reckon. Just get on with it – that’s what I say. |
… than you can with just a harsh word. To misquote Al Capone.
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| And perhaps not. It really doesn’t have any say in the matter anyway. |
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| I wonder what’s in the box? |
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| Very practical. |
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| Anyway, it’s not really a problem if he does suffocate: she’ll still come. |
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| She has my attention already. |
Servitor says: new widget! Try the new lucky dip feature, over to the right there.
That’s today’s new word! (And it begins with ‘i’!).
Apparently, ‘intersectionality’ refers to multiple overlapping systems of domination and oppression, and can be best described through a ‘matrix of domination’! Sounds like fun, huh?
I’m going to get me on one of them gender studies courses, right away. I could enter this blog as my thesis… although I expect some narrow-minded academic would probably consider it to be politically incorrect.
Oh well. Let’s have some pictures of sexy young women posing for the camera and holding fetish objects in a threatening way, shall we? Nothing politically incorrect there.
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| Actually, I think you’re on precisely the right side of the river. Why would you want to go anywhere else? |
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| Actually, it’s simpler than that. He hasn’t left the aircraft – and he won’t. |
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| If you can’t keep twenty-eight simple vows, then what on earth are you doing getting married, hmmm? |
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| Sometimes it’s worth all the screaming and begging for mercy just to have made the point of priciple though, isn’t it? Isn’t it? |
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| Oh, I have no problem with authority at all. Not when it looks like Mistress Eleise de Lacey. |
She has a new website, you know. Hooray! It’s because she’s moved to Canada. Nooooooo! Western Canada! Aaaaaargh! Vancouver. I don’t even know where Vancouver is! But it’s far.
Normal service is now resumed. And I can use the letter ‘i’ and everything.
Impalas! Intrepid! Vicissitude! Inimitable! Mississississississipipipipitipie!
Oh god, that felt good.
On we go.
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| It’s not a good idea to make her cross. |
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| That’s right, Dave. Stand up for yourself, mate. |
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| Oh, it’ll be OK. Everyone has to start somewhere. Big whip, huh? Small room… |
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| I asked my SO for a regular date to be fixed for my masturbation day. She chose 29th February. She can be cruel like that. |
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| Yeah, don’t beat yourself up about it. That’s her job. (joke copyright the Addams Family movie. It’s better when Angelica Houston says it.) |
…make love to me (in stereo!).
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| So hard to choose… |
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| That’s a relief. I was feeling a bit unmotivated there, for a moment. But I expect the whip will sort that out. |
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| How humiliating it is… not to have enough of your own money to buy condoms for your wife’s date! Sigh. Better fetch the purse. |
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| Nothing to worry about at all. I’m sure they handle all sorts of different online payments. |
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| Grr, She had a headache last month, too. I’m beginning to think she might be faking it. |
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| Of course, this blog is strongly opposed to real bullying. Just keep it for play, in session, that’s what I say. Not that She ever listens, when I do. |
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| It’s odd the things women find sexy, isn’t it? For some it’s chunky jumpers, for others it’s brutal, relentless torture. Mars, Venus, whatever – you know? |
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| That sounds fair. I’m certainly not going to argue. |
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| She deserves a night off, I reckon. She can always pick it up wherever she left off, tomorrow morning. |
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| It’s not a good thing to go around with suspicious, negative thoughts about any relationship. If you start thinking ‘What if Mistress murders me?’ each time, then you’re just not going to enjoy the session, and who does it benefit anyway? I mean, really? |
