Don’t question why she needs to be so free

…she’ll tell you it’s the only way to be.

Dinner parties can be such hell, can’t they?
 

 

Seems fair.
This is the lovely Mina Thorne, in a very fine video for Men Are Slaves (well of course they are)

 

Hmm.  Maybe there’s some hidden food and when I find it I’ll also find a way to kill the cockroaches?  No, that’s not it…
 
 

 

You’ll feel a lot better once you know you have no secrets from her.  Well – when the welts have died down, anyway.
 
 
If you look very carefully, you can just see one of his toes poking out, I reckon.  He’ll get in trouble for that if she finds out,though, so keep it to yourself, OK?
 

More of that kind of thing

Mistress Debbie to you.  Scarier than she sounds, huh?
 
 

 

I can feel it helping already.
 

 

Well, it wasn’t specifically on his hard limits list, so I suppose it’s OK.
 Lexi Sindel. Who else?  Well… some ants, I suppose.  Oh – and a bloke.
 
 
You’ll soon learn to detect the early signs of a long period of impotence.  Pursing her lips, finding fault with you – that kind of thing is usually a good early indication of a prolonged period in which you’ll find sexual release difficult if not impossible to achieve.
 
 

 

It’s good to have occasional surprises in marriage.

It’s a girl thing

Maybe just for the company?
 

 

And work slowly around the rest of your body.
 
The delightful Strict Miss Zoe, who in addition to being strict is a really sweet and lovely person.

 

There’s something comforting about a collar.
 

 

Yeah. He’ll have been fine. Probably. Anyway, that’s not really the point of the story, you know?
 

 

Oh go on – try the chat-up line anyway, why not?

Boots boots boots boots

…marchin up n down agin…

Thought I’d try a themed post.  See if you can guess!

Men can be so messy.
 

 

It’s good to have a goal in life.
This is the lovely Princess Neive. Isn’t she?
 

 

You should see where the other one goes!  Of course, he won’t.
 

 

How hard can it be?
 

 

Well, that’s a relief. It’s good to have an easy-going domme, who won’t mind if you moan and plead in fear, or scream helplessly with terror for that matter.

I think most regulars here will; be well aware who this is.

Heavenly torment

Horsey horsey don’t you dare stop.
 

 

In case you’re thinking the judge was a little unfair – apparently the man in this sorry little tale had been masturbating to pictures on the Internet.  I think we can all agree that’s a good reason for him to lose everything, can’t we?  Disgusting habit.  Just ask Google.
 

 

It’s odd, isn’t it?  Some of us would bend over backwards to be in that situation.  Forwards, too.
 

 

Try to be brave. Think of her feelings, after all.

 

 
I would.
 

Incoming call

 
 
Hey sweetie!

So, this is… oh I don’t know video diary number eleventy nine or something.  But I checked the calendar and it’s exactly 11 months you’ve been in confinement!  Pretty cool, huh?  Nearly a year already!

Anyway, I just wanted you to know I’m still here and looking after you!  I mean, you can tell that because there’s still food coming through your feeding tubes, I guess.  But anyway, you know I like to talk to you from time to time, and I had a few minutes so I thought I’d do another video. 
So… speaking of feeding, I changed the mixture in your bucket last week.  I read this article that said that raw celery was really good for the circulation, and as you can’t move any more, I thought that might be useful, so I chopped up a bunch and stirred it in.

Do you like my leather outfit?  Huh?  Does it still make your cock try to swell up, in its little tube?  Or has it given up trying? I’ll never know or care, I guess. I’m going clubbing again so I thought I’d put on something special.

Anyway, I guess that’s about it.  Oh!  You know, I’m thinking of having you moved up from the cellar into the living room? Yeah!  We could put you into that alcove, and Steve said he could build an extra box around your real box – so you just look like a piece of furniture – and plumb the waste pipe down through the floor.  I thought we could put the TV on you, maybe, or at least a few pictures.  So, you’ll know you’re being useful.  Don’t worry about the noise, though: Steve said it could be completely soundproof. You won’t know if the TV’s on or off.  But I guess you’ll feel the motion if we move you. Pretty weird to get sensory input like that, after all these months?  It won’t be for a while, though.  Steve’s pretty busy at work just now.
So…what else?
You know, I should get Steve to do a video. I know he said hi on that one I did back in the summer, but I think you should get to know him better. I mean, you feed on his food scraps just as much as mine, when he’s here, so it’s like he’s looking after you too.  He thought it was a bit weird at first – I mean, hey, it is weird, right?  But he’s OK with it now.  The other day he only ate half his dessert and when I asked why, he said it was to give you a little treat!  Wasn’t that kind?  And he’s never even seen you. Of course, I just threw it in the garbage.  You can’t have nice things like that. I told him the next day and he just laughed and said OK, because I’m the one in charge. He’s really cute.  Anyway, I’ll make sure you see more of him next time. 
So… yeah!  I guess that’s it until next time.  For me.  For you, I guess this is it until this message repeats again tomorrow.  You can hear it all over again! Won’t that be nice?  But for now, it’ll be back into darkness in 3 – 2 – 1 –

Back on track

Well, the consensus seems to be that Google has backed down, so here we go again.

Have a double-length post to make up for it. Oh – and for the next three weeks or so there will be an additional caption each day on the Tumblr site, that will not appear here (because my filing system is too disorganised to find the right ones, if I delete the Tumblr queue).

****ing Google. 

Don’t worry.  You don’t have to do anything she doesn’t want you to do. In fact, you mustn’t.
 

 

Who says men are useless, eh?
 

 

I expect you’ll manage well enough without.
 

 

It’s bound to be a bit painful at first.  But you’ll get used to it.
 

 

I’ve always had this ability to make women laugh. I think I was born with it.
 

 

When he left school, he wanted to work in IT. And he does – he usually stops by that department just before lunch
 

 

I think we’ve all been there.  Just the other day a market research company rang up and asked if I was interested in taking part in a survey about web use. So I said sure, but after about five or six questions about my browsing habits, they just rang off without any warning!  Bizarre, huh? I mean why did they ask if they don’t want to know the answers?
 

 

Something to look forward to.
 

 

That’s good of her.
 
 
Another thing to tick off her bucket list. 
 



Maybe they will, maybe they won’t

BBC is reporting that Google has changed its mind.

But I haven’t received an email – and they obviously can email all owners of adult blogs if they want to because that’s what they did when they announced the new policy. Which might now be the old policy, or it might still be the new policy. Who knows?

I’d like to introduce whoever’s responsible for this at Google to a few ladies I know. Ms de Lacy, for example, Madame Sarka or the lovely Cassie Hunter. Or all three at once. I’d even pay the session fee myself, as long as I got to write the scene and to watch.

No doubt all will become a little bit clearer.

The end – and a beginning

So, due to a change in Google’s policies, this blog will not be posting new content from now on and from March 23rd will be closed. 

I will start putting new content on Tumblr, where up until now I have been cross-posting some of the material I put up here. That will become the main blog, in effect, although the way I post might be a little different (at first I will just be putting up a daily captioned image, while I think about how better to use the format).

http://servitor-again.tumblr.com/ 

Now, about the old stuff.

Google seem to be saying that this current blog will remain in existence but will be ‘closed’ – visible only to me and invited guests.  It will not be updated, but if you would like to retain access to it, as an archive, I understand you have to ask to be invited, providing an email address. Please go ahead and ask – I will invite anyone who wants to be invited.  I have set up an email address for requests for invitations and it is:

Letmecontemplate[squirly at sign]yahoo.com

Just put something in the subject line saying that’s what it is (I probably won’t reply, if it’s just a request).  I won’t issue any invitations until after the blog is closed by Google on March 23rd, and I find out how to do that, but by all means put in a request whenever you like. 

Don’t forget that you can read most of the stories in free books available on Scribd, using the links to the right there.  I’ll get around to putting together the remaining stories as a third volume some time (but the more recent ones aren’t as good anyway).

I will also try to put the old captioned images somewhere more accessible.   I have about 2000 and uploading them to Tumblr seems like a lot of work. Is there a reasonably kink-friendly image sharing site that would be easy to use? 

And I hope to see you all on Tumblr!

Best wishes, thank you all for reading and commenting and taking part in the fantasy. 

Servitor