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.
Speaking of linguistic matters, Ms Palvin of course hails from Hungary, a country whose language makes no distinction between men and women. Which seems most odd… isn’t her existence alone a good reason to change that?
No, not the weather. Alas. Just these ladies. Hoorah.
I’m still having problems with the stupid firewall, sorry. But if you have tried to comment and requested access, do come back a day or two later! A couple of times recently I’ve approved access for people who don’t then seem to have used the access and commented. In principle, it should always work after I’ve approved you, at least for the same IP address. You just have to keep trying, as my SO wearily remarked the other day, as she took the cane back down from its hook and gestured for me to bend over the chair.
As an experienced femdom blogger, I get a lot of questions about how to do femdom right, because it’s so important not to do it wrong. Naturally, I have picked up a few things over the years (antibiotics can help, I find) and so I have occasionally published a few humble words of advice – to subs and, to my slappable shame, dommes.
Among the latter, one piece of advice stands out proudly, at an angle of almost 70 degrees to the vertical, swaying slightly and with a glistening thread of pre-cum dangling from its tip. I refer, of course, to Servitor’s Rule 18, which reads:
“Try to avoid sessions with clients who have really specific fetishes and can’t get off unless it is exactly right.”
The Internet continues to ignore my advice on this (as it does on many things, to be honest, such as whom to elect as President of the United States, the difference between the words ‘alternate’ and ‘alternative’ and the savings to be had from taking an annual subscription to Armpit Fetishist Monthly rather than buying each edition separately*) so here are some more examples of Rule 18 violations I have noticed, a few of them captioned.
* No seriously: you can get 40% off. That’s a lot of dank, pungent goodness for your money.
Or thereabouts. More Downton domination; my series of increasingly unimaginative captions set mainly during the inter-war period (although they did not call it that at the time, for some reason, just as few describe our years as the pre-matriarchal era).
But rarely granted.
Mistress Iris, of course. But you knew that. Pervert.
Today’s special celebrates that most elegant of female footwear (and ankle, calf and, excitingly, occasionally thighwear): the boot. As well as looking and tasting lovely, boots are highly practical and can be used for all kinds of kicking, crushing and treading underfoot. Plus, they’re so easy to get clean and the wearer can even be paid while waiting for the process to be completed to her satisfaction. Boots boots boots boots…*
The delightful Princess Neive, whom I deeply regret never having had the chance to meet when she was working. There are videos of her around… listen to her lovely giggle.
Occasionally I put found femdom down here. Now this isn’t found femdom. It’s just a funny little video imagining vikings with modern Scandinavian accents and attitudes. But if you watch to the end, the last second or so is just a little bit Contemplating the Divine. Just a little. But it’s not worth skipping to the end, just watch the video if you think the ‘modern viking’ thing sounds amusing and treat the last moment as a bonus.
And not a second before or after.
By the way, obviously there’s a huge amount of slop out there, so I hesitate to recommend anything AI but there are some occasional interesting bits and pieces. This guy’s little videos are quite fun and nicely done, I think, worth a look.