It’s a science fiction special.
You want to watch out for those dominatrix sex robots…
Yay, it’s another science fiction special! Yay…?
|He does. He’s actually a very unpleasant human being. Believe me: I’ve known him for over 50 years.
And this is how the message ran…
|She should put him in the stocks. ‘Cos the sonic doesn’t work on wood.
|I believe there are still traces from which civilisation could be reconstructed, under the guidance of the Galactic Community.
|I think you’re about to experience their rigorous clinical testing procedures personally
|I would just like to point out that as an arachnophobe, I did not at all enjoy searching Google images for the picture on the right hand side in the background there. I suffered for my art. Now it’s your tur – oh, I did that one already, didn’t I?
|I don’t really understand how anyone can be an atheist, in a world that contains Arianna Grande.
|What’s that you say, blog ‘reader’? You don’t think this one fits in with the overall science fiction theme of today’s post? Oh yes, it does. You see: this is your future.
What a lovely word. I am her thrall.
|Happiest day of your life! And don’t you forget it, you ungrateful little bastard, or she’ll give you something to be unhappy about!
|It’s not just convicted sexists, either. Carry the donor card, help someone to look fabulous after your death.
|I’ve never liked spiders. Bitter acrid flavour and the legs get stuck between your teeth.
|Looks fun. And they give you a little souvenir bag of sugar at the end of the month. Give it to your domme, the next time you book a normal session and thank your lucky stars it’s just fantasy play.
|He found her through a card she’d put up in the local telegraphy office.
|They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. And so do hunger, cold, discomfort and terror.
|They taste much the same. Don’t wriggle quite as much while you’re waiting for permission to chew, that’s the only real difference, I find.
|He has ambitions to be a Junior Housemaid’s assistant, but I suspect that’s beyond his reach. Still, one can dream.
* Thank you Iain M Banks, Use of Weapons.
|I suppose it never hurts to go through things again, just to make sure. Well… I don’t mean it never actually hurts – obviously it does hurt – I just mean…. oh , you know.
|The longer it goes on, the longer his pleasureable anticipation, I suppose.
|I wonder what she has planned for the evening. For you, that is.
|Aww… is there a little furry… hairy, leggy, fangy.. friend in there with you? Or several.
|You, by contrast, can easily go quite badly wrong. But you’ll know when you do.
You know the ‘trix’ ending is almost the only example I can think of where femdom culture ‘dominates’ the mainstream. In principle, one can speak of an editrix, adminstratrix or investigatrix, but it’s only going to conjure up an image of a lady in leather with a whip. As most things do for me, to be honest, but I’m talking about normal people.
Incidentally, is a female alligator an alligatrix?
|She’s trying to transform the harsh, uncaring image of the findomme business. Although not too much, obviously, or what would be the point of it?
|Seems a bit soft-hearted to me. I mean, 6/7 of his bottom won’t be beaten at all, most days. I thought she’d take a harder line, to be honest.
|Of course, if anyone really hates it, she doesn’t just let them suffer in silence. Quite the contrary, actually.
Know what I mean? Warning: vanilla video after link that has nothing to do with femdom and is thoroughly safe for work. Do not click if that sort of thing offends you.
|And they say sex offenders have nothing to contribute to society!
|… and don’t even think about the matinee on Saturday…
|It’s particularly cheap for fit young men, if they let her do it without any anaesthetic.
|It’s completely irrational to be scared of spiders. Spiders can’t really hurt you*. Girls, yes: they can hurt you**. Be scared of girls. But not spiders.
* Except in Australia
** Especially in Australia.