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.
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| 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. |
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| If it’s hurting it’s working. |
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| Shhh! |
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| ‘Ignoring it’ is something that happens a lot so maybe sterner measures are needed. |
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| She’ll be having enough orgasms for both of you – it’s her generous nature. |
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| Actually, I find it works rather badly and her boots need extensive cleaning afterwards. Luckily. |
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| 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. |
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| 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.
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| Worth a try. You might even enjoy it but let’s hope not. |
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| 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. |
Nice video, shame about the song.
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| What – I can’t even make a suggestion? No? Oh, OK then. |
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| And very nicely bruised too, if I may say so, thank you, Ma’am. |
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| Goodness, how unpleasant it would be to be paddled by her. I expect you regret now not thinking this through, right? |
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| 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. |
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| 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.
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| 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.
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| Gal wouldn’t need to lasso me to make me tell her the truth. But she’s very welcome to do so anyway. |
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| They say it gets easier after a year or two, so just keep going. |
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| Ah, I’d forgotten that I’d done this one, when discussing precisely this situation on Paltego’s blog. |
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| 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? |
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| She must have read my mind. |
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| Someone once said that marriage is a negotiation – but I find that turns out mostly to be pleading too. |
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| It’s not a protest song. She’s just fine with things as they are. |
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| You’re probably wondering what sort of tiles Chloe and she are looking for. I’ll make sure to ask, if I see her, OK? |
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| …and the session will be held in an under-heated prefab with a leaky roof. |
Boy silent. Nodding is permitted.
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| Has it really? Goodness, it’s so easy to lose track of time. It feels like it was only yesterday. |
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| Forgive it magnanimously? No? Oh well. |
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| Dommes undertaking electrical play should ensure that some thick non-conducting material is in constant contact with any electrodes. Males work fine. |
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| It’s not a very big tube but it’s just large enough. |
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| Funny how failures to communicate always involve me misunderstanding her and never the other way around. Of course, the fact that I’m rarely allowed to speak could be a contributing factor. |
Just trying out a more literal approach to naming these posts. I have to say, though, I reckon “Attractive young women saying vaguely threatening things” would make a great name for a band.
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| My muscles are relaxed. The rest of me is suddenly feeling strangely tense. |
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| Romantic moment ahead! No spoilers, but let’s just say this turned out to be the turning point in their relationship. This is when it became serious… really serious. |
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| Don’t worry: she’ll make sure he drinks plenty of liquids too. |
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| Oh, OK. Plenty of time then. She’s not planning to turn it any further until after tea. |
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| I don’t know about you but I just seem to be constantly charging appliances. If it’s not the phone, it’s the shock collar, if it’s not the shock collar it’s the cattle prod. I’m sure life was simpler in the old days. Even on our wedding night… turned out I was supposed to have charged up her vibrator. She wasn’t pleased, I can tell you. |
…. by George Harrison. Pirate version, obviously. * Extra bonus post today! Me hearties!
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| It’s odd – when she takes the elderly gentlemen’s blood pressure and heart rate, the readings always come out higher than when one of the male nurses take them. They use the same equipment so it can’t be anything to do with that… it’s just one of those little mysteries. |
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| It’s a good thing she was there to step in. Normally, when she’s off sick, L just leaves them a message to find a pair of sneakers and sort themselves out. |
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| If we’re talking about bad influences, personally I happen to think that Karen is a bad influence on her… but no one listens to me.** |
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| Others just think it’s rather fun… kind of a conversation piece. |
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| Sometimes love needs a helping hand. |
* Today being ‘International talk like a pirate day‘! I celebrated this day once before by putting up an entire post of captioned femdom images of lovelies talking like pirates, with a lot of emphasis on being boarded through yer rear porthole, matey etc. Forgetting of course that individual images get copied, tumblred, shared and generally distributed around the Internet without context. An Internet that, not unreasonably, reacted by declaring these the worst captioned femdom images ever created. So I won’t be doing that again… there’s ‘good’ humiliation and then there’s the other kind. So, just the usual perfectly normal captions today. Yo ho ho!
** I write captions all the time and select images from my vast archive*** when I put up a post. Consequently, many of these images were captioned years ago. For some reason, I frequently settled on ‘Karen’ as the name of an off-screen more vicious friend of whichever divine goddess is speaking. Anyway, that was before Karen became ‘Karen’ OK? Let’s hope that particular fad passes and let’s hope most fervently that it never, ever also catches ‘Janice’ in its memetic claws.****
*** No, really. I have about 1600 unpublished ones right now. That’s three years’ supply. Ha! They said he was running out of captioned images; they said he was running out of ideas… They were half right.
****Or ‘Raoul’.
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| Any prisoner being mistreated has the right to protest about it, too. As much as he likes. |
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| Shame really… if the two of you were gay, you could save a lot of money by doing this voluntarily instead and not paying her to force you. |
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| It’s complicated. To be honest, I don’t quite understand it myself. But she assures me there is a very good reason and I don’t like to argue. |
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| I do occasionally wonder – especially when bent over and quivering in fear while being caned – what life would have been like if I’d had a different sexual fetish. Plushies for instance. That must be really easy. |
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| I’m told I have a very punchable face. I can confirm that. |
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| Urban foxes maybe? We used to have urban foxes, round where I lived in London. They used to steal so many things: shoes, certainly. They’d even take the panties and bras off the clothes lines of my neighbours… Yeah. Nasty little beasts. Agile too, to leap up high enough to reach the clothes line. |
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| No, no: don’t get up. |
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| Actually, it’s not quite true that she doesn’t care about your feelings. Truth be told, she enjoys the thought of your misery. But she’s too kind to admit it. |
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| That’ll teach her. |
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| It’s a pretty effect, isn’t it? Makes a change from the usual striping. |