whip – Page 5 – Contemplating the divine

Firmly-held opinions

Tsk. And he’s hardly even made an effort to look smart, either. Men!

A Rose by any other name…

If the weights do tear the ring out and make a nasty mess, I think we all know whose fault that will be, don’t we subbie? Yes, yes we do.

If you don’t want to know, don’t ask.

One advantage is that only the very best nurses work in the RPU. It’s very competitive – you’ll be in the hands of the elite; a much more professional standard of care than you could normally expect with a silly old ingrowing toenail.

Unrestrained elegance

A truly service-oriented submissive would have one ready, anticipating her needs.

They say Paris is the city of lovers. Maybe she’ll have a several, while you’re there.

Don’t worry, the whip’s just for show. Well… I mean, it’s mainly for the slaveboy, obviously. But in this context, it’s mainly for show.

You’re very much at the bottom end of it, obviously, but part of the family nonetheless.

Skirts are much more convenient, as I can personally attest.

Sweet surrender

It’s basically harmless: it’s just in a cage to keep it from getting into trouble, that’s all.

Life-long learning. Apparently we’ll all be doing that in the future, which sounds very exciting.

No, nothing.

Happiest day of your life they say. OK, that’s not always true but it does seem certain there will be a great many days after this one that are thoroughly unhappy, so it’s quite an accurate description.

Oh well. She tried. Now she’ll try something else.

Missgoverned

Just so there’s no misunderstanding.

Oh dear. I hope she gets over the embarrassment quickly.

Don’t worry about the whip – her aim’s terrible when she’s a bit sloshed, so you should be fine.

Her colleague Tanya’s not quite so talkative – but don’t worry, she’ll look after you.

This just gets better and better – first bondage, now she’s phoning a sexy friend and by the sound of it roast turkey when you’ve finished! And people worry about going off for bondage scenes with complete strangers.

Venging angels

Like many guys, I walk around fully conscious of the big swinging padlock between my legs.

It’s actually a very environmentally-friendly way of disposing of old shoes.

Oh, all right then. Let’s be daring, for a change.

It must be weird being vanilla – you do a sexy maid scene and hardly any floor actually gets scrubbed. I’m not sure I could cope with that kind of unrealistic fantasy.

OWK’s safety record overall was only middling, but that average conceals an important disparity between male and female injuries, the latter being thankfully rare, the former equally thankfully daily.

Oppressive unreality

That seems very fair. In the early days of our marriage my SO would occasionally let me vote on things, although of course she had the tiebreaking vote in case of a 1-1 outcome. It made me feel empowered and valued, which is presumably why she stopped doing it.

No mother-in-law jokes, please – she has many sterling qualities (firmness, willpower, attention to detail) but unfortunately ‘a sense of humour’ is not one of them.

Fortunately, there are plenty of male disciplinary jobs in the new Matriarchy for former sex-workers – oddly enough, it’s the vanilla ones who’ve been most enthusiastic about it.

Don’t worry: Mistress won’t let her hurt you without good cause.

And if you did mind, it really wouldn’t matter.

Hot and unbothered

People talk a lot about objectification, but really there’s nothing wrong with getting off on the sight of a lovely pair of eyes going all red and tearful as the soap gets rubbed in.

If it’s hurting it’s working.

Shhh!

‘Ignoring it’ is something that happens a lot so maybe sterner measures are needed.

She’ll be having enough orgasms for both of you – it’s her generous nature.

Sweet surrender

Actually, I find it works rather badly and her boots need extensive cleaning afterwards. Luckily.

Pro-domination is such a difficult business – I am frequently in awe at the skill and grace with which dommes carry off the ‘pretending not to despise me’ bit post-session.

Should be a Rule 18 but I’ve been overdoing those posts lately.

I suspect her client would enjoy these illustrations by that genius Sardax, the beauty of which is enhanced by the gracious presence of the lovely, wonderful Alice Malice of London.

Worth a try. You might even enjoy it but let’s hope not.

That’s going to cause some funny looks in the office – after all, ‘Bring your gimp to work day’ isn’t for another three months.

It’s the pleasure and the pain

Nice video, shame about the song.

What – I can’t even make a suggestion? No? Oh, OK then.

And very nicely bruised too, if I may say so, thank you, Ma’am.

Goodness, how unpleasant it would be to be paddled by her. I expect you regret now not thinking this through, right?

Unpardonable, because at OWK the males get plenty to eat. Not all of it technically ‘food’ the way that word is usually defined, but they certainly ingest a lot of things through their mouths – and other orifices too.

Maybe she’d respect you more if you stood up for yourself? Can’t hurt to try. Although she’s not one to change her mind easily… and neither, if I’m being honest, is her mother. Maybe better to cower, after all. Fetch the whip, anyway: best not to keep her waiting.

Since you’ve read down this far, you’re probably desperate an avid follower of femdom, so maybe you already know this, but the Cruella site has some lovely stuff up right now. The ‘Cruella’s World’ page has a lot of photos and some photostories. Some of the stories are from the old Cruella magazine, back in the 90s, including two of my favourites (because they are delightfully vicious) from back then: Rise & Fall of Men’s Lib and Thumbs Up. Others are more modern… I even wrote one of them, under a pseudonym (a different pseudonym, I mean, cos ‘Servitor’ is not my real name, remarkably enough). Anyway. Get on over there, it’s wonderful. Even some rare photos of Miss Chambers and her lovely, lovely nose.

Impertinent features

The clever bit of the trick isn’t how she stubs the cigarette out, it’s how she has persuaded you to accept it – and even pay for the privilege.

The lovely Miss Zoe, who once gave me an unforgettable cuddle after a particularly hard spanking.

Gal wouldn’t need to lasso me to make me tell her the truth. But she’s very welcome to do so anyway.

They say it gets easier after a year or two, so just keep going.

Ah, I’d forgotten that I’d done this one, when discussing precisely this situation on Paltego’s blog.

Women will only be truly free when every male is enslaved. It’s sad that it has to be that way but… oh, hang on, it’s not sad at all, is it?