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| Yes Ma’am. |
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| I’ve heard it’s better to give than to receive. |
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| Night night, Felicity |
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| It’s a good question. |
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| Or not bear it -your choice Hardly matters either way. |
Leashed to a frenzy
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| It’s nearly time for your next session anyway. Might as well just stay. |
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| She loves him really. |
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| Won’t be saying that again. Or anything else, I imagine. |
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| Poor thing. Still another 20 minutes of the session to go. Her hand must be so sore. |
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| I wonder what she does with them all? It’s only a small apartment. |
Mistress and commander
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| Hiding in plain sight. |
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| It’s best not to over-script these things. A really good session always contains surprises, I reckon. |
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| Let’s hope some of them are a bit cleaner, that’s all I can say. |
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| I don’t see this ending well. |
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| It’s silly to make such a fuss about a little thing like that. |
Femdom fantasies
(Occasionally I need a title like that to keep the search engines interested, I feel).
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| Lucky Andy’s getting a freebie! |
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| She is good at dealing with feelings of guilt. |
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| It’s quite a common condition. Thank goodness they’ve found a cure. |
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| Let’s hope Steve’s nice. And not too fat. |
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| Interestingly, I find the stress often starts before I’m put into the position. |
Cold comfort
…but not on the farm.
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| I’m not sure if I could manage that. But I expect I’ll learn, over time. |
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| Oh well. As long as it’s completely voluntary, I suppose it’ OK. |
This is the lovely, magnificent, Vancouver and Paris-based Mistress Eleise de Lacey. But then, you knew that didn’t you?
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| Gosh, it’s a long way down, isn’t it? |
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| One day perhaps. |
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| And replace them with inhibitions about disobedience. |
We’re not worthy
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| Just never met the right girl, I guess. Hard to strike up a meaningful conversation in seven seconds or less. |
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| Happy to be of service. |
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| Shame she doesn’t get sexual pleasure out of the beatings. That’s two of you, then. |
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| It’ s easy to get confused. |
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| No comment. |
Worshipful company
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| Fool.. or genius? |
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| Oh, OK. As long as she’s thought it through. |
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| OK, but let’s hope there’s more pocket money this time around. |
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| Very special. |
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| She’d obviously misunderstood the situation. Poor thing. |
This kind of life
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| The smell gets everywhere too. |
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| You’ll like Poochie. You’re going to have to, actually. |
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| No. They won’t be needing you again. |
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| If a thing’s worth doing, it’s worth doing properly. |
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| Mmmm… |
Hopefully devoted
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| It might sting a bit. More probably, it’ll sting a lot, actually. |
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| She’s not a big fan of mens lib, to be honest. Just old-fashioned that way. |
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| Sounds a bit edgy. Still, what’s the worst that could happen? |
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| It’s a perspective thing – like that dress the Internet went crazy about. If you’re looking at this picture and thinking about your own cock, then her strap-on bound to look huge, isn’t it? |
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| I wonder what they’re expecting to happen? I mean there’s just you, a bare concrete cell and a strange scratching and scrabbling sound from behind that grill to your right there… |
Wedlocked
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| One day you’ll laugh about it. Everyone else does, after all. |
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| Mmm… that does sound humiliating! |
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| Actually, he’s lucky. The bricks are little bit irregular. If it wasn’t for that to engage his interest…well, he’d have had a pretty boring time of it over the years, I can tell you. |
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| She’s trying to make this work – why aren’t you? |
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| Actually, you can make a fuss if you want. It doesn’t really matter. |