widow – Contemplating the divine

Shocking untruths

Communication is at the heart of a healthy relationship, especially if it’s all in one direction.

Always bring a sissy when you’re dogging. It’s nicer for the guys as well, if they fancy swinging both ways. Or just hitting someone.

Don’t worry: that doctor won’t lie on an official medical form, just because she asks him to. Only if Lucy asks. He’s hers, you see.

She’s free and single and yet you’re neither. But who said life had to be fair?

I’ve half a mind to complain.

Severe sentences

Oh well. No harm done, I expect. Anyway, everyone makes an occasional mistake.

My SO has always been faithful. Oh, she may have oral, vaginal and anal sex – sometimes even at the same time – with a great many men and women, but she locked my cock into my little tube on our wedding day and that’s still the only cock she’s ever locked up. It’s special to her, she says, like my virginity.

Sure, she’d love to hear about that. Maybe even roleplay it, hmm? She can be the client and he the server. He should try to make an effort, though: there’s a lot of boys interested in this job and to make it as fair as possible, she’s interviewing all of those who passed the photo test. He needs to show her he’s willing to go that extra mile, giving it 110%.

And anyway, she’s quite sexually adventurous: she won’t just be using the cattle prod on your penis; there are so many other parts of the body that deserve some attention too.

Looks like you’re going to be feeling her pain. And a great deal more that’s all your own.

Lady drivers

What sixth sense is it that tells me that when Cindy finally gets the rock of her dreams, she’s going to want it put right back where it came from?

It’s her way of coping with grief. Don’t worry, she got plenty of cock on the second night of her marriage, though.

You know you’re going to be in good hands.

He was right about one thing: one minute did indeed turn out to be more than was really needed.

If you’re wondering how she intends to tackle the awesome responsibility of deciding who stays and who ends up in the bin-liner, she – oh, she already decided apparently. But I’m sure she gave it a lot of thought – you know, just very quickly.

All under control

…just as it should be.

This image reminds me a bit of my first sexual partner, although the heel is a slightly different shape.

She’s actually never done a humiliation session before – but it turns out she’s a natural.

Fortunately, he has a very sophisticated palate, so whatever it is – or used to be – I’m sure he’ll be able to work it out.

Mainly, it’s the abuse, to be honest.

Poor dear man. So very old. So very dead. I hope she gets over it quickly, so she can live a full life for him. He’d have wanted that.

Leading ladies

Oh, it would be just awful lying across that skirt having your backside whacked repeatedly with a heavy wooden hairbrush, don’t you think? Awful. No, no, please don’t do that.

Well at least she’s giving you a choice.

Oddly enough, it’s quite common to experience a powerful orgasm at the actual moment of castration. Usually the surgeon just needs to take a moment to get her breath back and then finish the operation, though.

I see a happy ever after on the horizon.

You know, I write a lot here about being told I was ‘the worst fuck ever’ on dates, but actually it’s only happened to me once.

I’ve suffered for my art

Now it’s your turn.

I suppose a little light felching’s not going to harm my heterosexual credentials.

Brave? I don’t know the meaning of the word ‘fear’. Janice does, though.

Safewords only work if you’re actually safe.

Goths, eh? Better humour her, she’s obviously very upset.

Or unless they commit serious crimes, such as making sexist jokes or publishing disrespectful captioned images of famous actresses, obviously.

I see angels

Now, I may be mad. But that doesn’t mean I’m not right.

Well, I rather think I’ll notice! But does she care what I think? Hmph. If I wasn’t in direct contact with electrodes under her control, I’d give her a piece of my mind, I can tell you!

And soon to be more like him still.

Oh yes, much more attractive. Don’t worry about that.

Just one of those little habits you have to break when you’re married – you know, like speaking when you’re not spoken to, that kind of thing. You’ll learn.

Damn. I’m beginning to hate that coin. Maybe I can persuade her to use a different one, next time.

Mistress Eleise, looking lovely. For more pictures of Mistress Eleise looking lovely, try here. For pictures of Mistress Eleise not looking lovely, you could, erm…. well, you could try here, I suppose.

Although none of this resolves the more fundamental question of how to pronounce her name. El-AYE-za or El-EE-sa? I dunno, even though I have had some wonderful sessions with her (obviously, I always called her “Mistress”). Anyone know?

Negative feedback

It’s the only sort I get.

Interestingly, adult babies and other submissive employees are explicitly excluded from the provisions of the staff handbook relating to discrimination, bullying and abuse.

It also means she has two boxes of chocolates to throw away instead of one.

The rest of the room is decorated in the same style.

Many men would pay a lot of money for that sort of experience. Not all their money, as he will, admittedly. But a lot.

Phew. I was beginning to think I was going to have to get through this alone. Talking about how sexually frustrated I feel, with a bunch of other men, is going to help a lot.

The wrongs of man

Power drill play… not for everyone, obviously. Just for you.

Despite the harsh look of the place, it’s actually more an institution for rehabilitation and education, rather than punishment as such. Of course, it all hurts, but there’s a purpose to it, that’s all I’m saying.

I don’t see why funerals have to be sad. I want my own funeral to be a joyous occasion, and when I told my SO that, She laughed and said it almost certainly would be.

See – and you were complaining about her fucking other men! All square now, right?

More fun than a trireme: you get to jog along the road in the fresh air.

Femalevolence

Oh, just go with it. You enjoy sexy abbatoir play, she enjoys bacon sandwiches. You’re very compatible.

Don’t worry. She respects the hard limits imposed by the Geneva Convention. No hollow-nosed bullets, just a good clean round through the forehead if you get the password wrong.

Poor thing. She obviously misses him terribly.

Yes, I could use a muscle relaxant. I’m feeling strangely tense about this – which is silly, because there’s really nothing that can go wrong with a tonsils operation.

Love that biker chic. He’s a switch – prefers to top, but confident enough to play the strong and silent sub on the bottom, you know? Goes by the name of Master Marcus when he’s domming. He’s also bisexual, or he soon will be, anyway.