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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| The trick to a happy marriage is to realise when she’s not actually ‘asking’. |
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| Mummy’s got grown-up things she needs to do, by the look of it, poppet. |
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| I do, I do! |
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| It sounds ideal. |
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| What have I got to lose? Rationally speaking? Not much, to be brutally honest. |
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| And I didn’t even use paracetemol – that’s cheating. |
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| Poor thing – thinking about it all afternoon like that. |
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| Like steel needles, huh? Oh dear. Many of us know how awful those can feel. |
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| And don’t forget the gratitude time. That’s very important. |
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| Submissive women… fear them. I mean, it’s not natural, is it? |
It’s been the ruin of many a poor boy.
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| She has. Twice already just this week, actually. |
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| Can’t disagree with that. |
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| He’s actually going to be hotter here at home than she is on the beach, oddly enough. |
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| She volunteered for the sexual crimes squad. Said she wanted to give something back. |
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| Yeah… yeah. Just pretend. It’s fine. Go with it. |
I’d forgotten this had femdommy bits – mildly suggestive only, I guess, and with that very special 80s pop video fuzziness, but I actually find that nostalgically erotic.*
Anyway, on with the 21st-century nonsense.
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| I always find a good beating really brings an apology home. And a bad beating, still more so. |
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| It would be very odd to be the sort of guy who visits a sex worker who doesn’t tell him off and treat him with contempt and disdain. A bit limiting, I’ve always thought. |
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| Might be time for that safeword, actually. Now what was it. Pretty sure it wasn’t ‘mmph’, sadly for him. |
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| She hates ironing, loves whipping. That’s why this happening. |
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| There’s a splendid phrase in British english “Face like a slapped arse”. I think that’s one problem I don’t have – I have a face like a slapped face and an arse like a slapped arse. When I’ve been lucky. |
*I once caught the first 1 minute of “The Dominatrix sleeps tonight” on a BBC 2 pop programme, when I was, I dunno, sixteen or something. Oh. My. God. Then they stopped playing it. Noooooo!!! For years afterwards, every time I watched a music programme, or a bit of MTV when visiting somewhere (we didn’t have it), there was a little glow of hope I might see it again, or see more of it. Never did until the Internet came along and then I was more jaded, of course.
If you like Contemplating the Divine* then you will certainly have loved Freddie’s Tales.** You, therefore, like me, will have been devasted when Freddie’s Tales disappeared from one day to the next. Also like me, therefore***, you will be absolutely delighted that Freddie is back, with a new blog and no doubt just raring to produce more of those fabulous Beetle books.
So get yourself over to Freddie’s new blog. I – hey come back! I didn’t mean now. Read the captions below first, moron. That’s what you came here for, right? Men… I dunno.
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| My SO and I have been experimenting with pre-signed suicide notes. It’s a kind of next-level thing, you know? Edgy, I know, but it works for us. |
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| I think I can give her 110%. |
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| Sounds like you are actually going to be discussing it… at length. But not until you’re safely married. |
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| Consent seems to be a theme of this post. That’s because it’s so important. My SO always insists that I consent to everything she does to me. |
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| Thank goodness they no longer hunt foxes. That was so cruel. |
* And if you don’t like Contemplating the Divine what the fuck are you doing here? Are you some kind of weird masochist or something? Freak.
** Except the Femsub bits, obviously. One day, I hope young Freddie will meet a lady who will set him right about the suitability of that sort of material.
*** Writing this, I realise how uncannily similar we are, you and I. We laugh at the same things, cry together – we should get a drink some time, yeah?
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| It’s got to turn out my way one of these times… |
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| Hmm… looks like she’s finished all of that bottle of water. |
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| If it were being totally candid, it might suggest that it would occasionally appreciate being whipped just a little less hard, but fortunately it has the sense to keep its moronic opinions to itself. |
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| I don’t see how the marriage can be regarded as consummated unless she has had sex too. Hmm… do you suppose that bell-boy is still around? He seemed nice. |
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| I think he’ll be cleaning her tank again. |
… and indeed when she doesn’t.
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| What a tie-breaker. |
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| Needless to say, this blog does not purport to offer financial advice, and no investments should be undertaken on the basis of what you read here, unless so advised by an independent financial advisor, or directly ordered by a woman. |
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| My SO sometimes let me choose the style of play. Just none of the content. |
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| They’re very strange. I think most of them have just never experienced the firm loving guidance of a real woman. Sad, really. |
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| Yes. Everything will be perfect. |
…only time will tell if She is right or you are wrong.
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| Not do a good job at ‘good vigorous vanilla sex’? Little chance of that, I can assure you! Prepare for the best eleven seconds of your life, baby! |
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| She later sold the house… said it contained too many memories. |
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| If this blog is still going in three years, I guess this isn’t really going to work. |
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| Looks like everyone’s having a slow, lazy afternoon. |
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| She actually found it quite traumatic to watch, as she did the three she watched later on in the holiday. But she bought the souvenir DVD anyway. |
Speaking of holiday – I’m going off on one, fnarr fnarr. So, usual CtD summer: with slightly faded but unused old captions published on a daily basis with minimal fuss. Watch this space… but don’t forget to refresh your screen, or it’ll be a long dull summer for you.
It can only be taught. Something like that, anyway. Now, more of this.
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| I’d ‘freely consent’, wouldn’t you? Well… I mean, I would if I were free, obviously. |
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| I’ll just try to hold it in, I think. You wouldn’t believe how much fuss Travis makes when I ask him to do that. |
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| Later on, she started having twice-weekly sessions with her tennis instructor, ironically enough. |
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| With this ring, I thee enslave. |
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| Wow. You could almost believe she actually intends to do it, huh? Yum. |
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| Of course, it’s more effective to kill mens’ lib off with kindness and reasoned argument. But not nearly as much fun. |
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| I suppose a blowjob is out of the question? You might as well ask… it couldn’t hurt. |
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| Thank goodness she gave you a safeword. OK, she’s gagged you and also forgotten it. But I think that demonstrates her commitment to responsible play. |
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| Oh, nobody still beats her own husband in this day and age do they? |
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| Goodness, what a long one, as no one in the history of the planet has ever said to me. |
