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.
… and we’re back in the room. Probably. This is still the
automated post queue set up before servitor went on holiday. But I’m
sure everything’s fine.
If this turns out to be the last post ever, though, I suppose you’ll know there’s been a plane crash or something.
…and these will be my last words. From beyond the grave. Strange thought. And such nonsense! Oh well.. perhaps that’s only fitting.
But servitor’s summer holiday is nearly over. Soon he’ll back in harness, nose to the grindstone and feet to the fire. And back to work straight after that. Ah well. Bumper extra clear-out of particularly old and pointless captions today and tomorrow, same as usual.
Servitor’s still on holiday, hurrah hurrah. This is an automated sequence of posts, while he enjoys himself in the fresh air. His SO will be back in a few days to let him back inside the house and then the usual abnormal service will be resumed.
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| Hmm. Very appropriate. But servitor’s not cooped up in a cage, dear readers, instead being free to wander freely within a four metre radius of the steel post in his back garden, all summer. |
Still summer, servitor still on holidays, putting up daily pre-prepared posts of three old, unpublished but not particularly good captions, not much more to say on the subject, bye.
