Contemplating the End

I think we’ll all be reading this message across quite a few of the blogs we read over the next day or two.

Dear Blogger User,

We’re writing to tell you about an upcoming change to the Blogger Content 
Policy that may affect your account.

In the coming weeks, we’ll no longer allow blogs that contain sexually
explicit or graphic nude images or video. We’ll still allow nudity 
presented in artistic, educational, documentary or scientific contexts, or 
where there are other substantial benefits to the public from not taking action on the content.


The new policy will take effect on 23 March 2015. After this policy comes
into force, Google will restrict access to any blog identified as being in
violation of our revised policy. No content will be deleted, but only blog
authors and those with whom they have expressly shared the blog will be able to see the content that we’ve made private.

Our records indicate that your account may be affected by this policy
change.

 
Please refrain from creating new content that would violate this
policy. We would also ask you to make any necessary changes to your
existing blog to comply as soon as possible so that you won’t experience
any interruptions in service. You may also choose to create an archive of 
your content via Google Takeout 
(https://www.google.com/settings/takeout/custom/blogger).

For more information, please look here 
(https://support.google.com/blogger?p=policy_update).

Yours sincerely,
The Blogger Team

Thanks Blogger Team.  Oddly, my blog almost never contains images of female nudity, despite being (let’s face it chaps, if we’re honest with ourselves) a pornographic blog devoted to the female form. There are occasional male slaves (OK quite a lot, actually, two just in the post below)… would it help if I found those images and deleted them? Somehow I suspect not.  I think it is more likely that you are going to regard all of this blog as too naughty for Google, sooner or later, and the blog is doomed.
 
So I think this is The End.

After four years… several hundred posts, 2000 images, about 50 stories, one or two decent jokes…
 
Gulp.
 
Sniff.
 
Anyway. What a good thing I set up a Tumblr just a few months ago…

See you there! 
 
http://servitor-again.tumblr.com/
[UPDATE: This link pointed to the wrong page in the first version of this post.  Thanks to an anonymous commentator below for pointing it out.  Should work now.] 
 

Serene ladies of pain

It’s a learning experience. On both sides.
 
 

 

It’s good of her to make these arrangements for you, when she’s so busy preparing for her business trip and everything. You should think of something you can do to show your gratitude.  As well as the additional respect, of course.
 
 

 

I rather like the ridiculous pervert clothes.  But then I’m a ridiculous pervert.
 
 

 

He wouldn’t have to be brave all the time.  Just at the start, when she ties him up.
 
 

 

 I hope Anna says no.  Do you think she’ll say no?


NB – some of you who follow this blog closely might have noticed that there was briefly another post published today titled “Happy returns”.  But an anonymous poster kindly pointed out I had identified the wrong lady in the photo.  As it is not that lady’s birthday, the post didn’t really work any more, so it has been replaced with this one.

Pride comes before…

a mouth-soaping, a sound spanking and being sent to bed early without any supper.  There’s usually very little pride left after that, I find.

Mmmm…kinky!
 
 

Every girl should have a boyfriend collection.
 
 The lady on the right is the lovely Mistress Mina Thorne, visitable here.
 

It’s good for husbands and wives to talk about the family finances together like this.  Exactly like this.
 This lady is the awe-inspiring Mistress Selena, one of the best humiliatrices around in my humble, humiliated opinion.
 
 
 
Welcome back.  There have a been a few other changes too, but don’t worry, she’ll explain all about those in due course, when you’re wearing your shock collar.
 
 

I don’t know about you, but I deplore our modern throwaway society.  Time was, girls would really value getting a new slave.  Now they can get three for £25 at Primark, they just use them once and chuck them out.  It’s a shame, in some ways.

Wifely duties

 

Oh, darling – I made an appointment with a disciplinarian,
like we talked about.  I asked if you
could go tomorrow, but apparently it’s better not to do it straight away, so
you can dread it for a few days. Anyway, I’ve provisionally booked you in for
Tuesday – is that OK?  You’d have to
leave work a bit early.

Fine.  I’ll call her
to confirm.

Could you pass my skirt?

No, the blue one.

Thanks.

Now there’s a video you’re supposed to watch – of her caning
someone, she sent a link. She said you should watch it as soon as possible, so
you know how bad it’s going to be.  It’s
about 20 minutes long – I think we’ve just got time right now before we go,
actually. 

I watched the first minute or so and then I had to switch
off because it was so brutal!  She just
flicks the cane down and there are these awful marks – well, you’ll see.  He was crying and pleading – I just couldn’t
watch any more!  It’s horrible to think of
her doing that to you.  I hope we don’t
have to do this very often.

Now, did you get a bottle of wine like I asked you?

Oh darling, you didn’t forget did you, really?  I made a point of reminding you this
morning.   Oh how tiresome.  You see – this is just the sort of thing I
mean.  Honestly, I could cane you myself
right now, I really could.
 
 

Just scream and weep

She’ll do the rest.

Well, at least you can be confident you’re in safe hands.  They’re obviously all trained professionals – look, they’ve got nurses’ outfits and everything.
 

 

Oh well. No regrets, eh?  Strawberries are good.
 

 

I think she might be right. She usually is.
 

 

And where’s the fun in that?
This of course is the lovely Mistress Vixen, sometimes to be found virtually at the address shown there.  Oh go on then, I did it for you.  But she seems to be out.

 

What an unpleasant little tale.  Why would anyone write something like that?



Golden rule

Ohhh-kay!  So did you
all hear what he just said, girls?  Can
you remember what that’s called?

That’s right – the safeword. And when we hear the safeword what do we do?

That’s right.  We stop. We stop immediately, OK?  Always.  NO exceptions. This is the most important thing we’re going to cover today – when you hear the safeword you stop.  Period.

 

I mean, if this was a real session, with a regular paying client, that is. Obviously, it doesn’t matter when it’s only Trevor.

 
But normally – if it wasn’t Trevor – what we’d be doing right now is talking to him about what he’s finding difficult in the session, right?  I mean, it’s probably that he can’t stand the pain of the whip any more, but we don’t know that, OK?  Always check.
 
 


So – I’m going to keep on whipping him now, but just
remember – in a real session, I wouldn’t be doing this, not without checking
he’s OK with it. 
Right, now I’m going to
start working from the other side.  Watch
what happens when the tip catches one of the older welts.

 
This was the delightful Mistress Mina Thorne, in a photoshoot for Men Are Slaves.
 
And just for the record: this is just a silly fantasy, OK?  No one was subjected to any non-consensual pain in the making of this blog post.  Well… except Trevor, obviously.

Elle ne regrette rien

I just love that “we agreed”, don’t you?
 

 

It’s working if it’s hurting.
 

 

Oh, it’ll be fine.  What could go wrong?
 

 

Sometimes being humiliated is not the most humiliating thing..
 This of course is the divine Mistress Eleise de Lacy.  I met her.  She’s wonderful!  And no doubt would never be as unprofessional as this, in a real movie.
 
To be fair, it’s been a while since she had a really good orgasm.  So, y’know, she’s owed.

Helpless devotion

Remember – you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, OK?  Unless she orders you to. Obviously.
 

 

If a thing’s worth doing, it’s worth doing properly, they say.
 

 

He probably thought about that quite a lot. But best not to argue.  You know what happens when you argue.

 

 
Makes a lot of sense.
 
 

 

Yeah. Her Kink is not His Kink, you see.  Actually, Her Kink is not Anybody’s Kink, to be completely honest.

Humbled in her presence



 

I wonder what other duties the servants carry out for her?
 

 

It’s always his fault.  That’s quite important.

 

 
Make him what?  Eat pond scum from the bottom and thank you for it, with a smile on his face? Yes, of course you can.
 
 
 
Actually, Jenny isn’t that into lesbianism. But she likes having her flat cleaned and all the laundry done so she puts up with it once a week.
 
 

 

And she’s got the whole morning, so she can take whatever time it needs.

Advice to a novice sub – Part 2

Many readers of this blog ask me questions, and not all of them are of the “Why don’t you just fuck off and die, Servitor?” form, either.  I know you regard me as a kind of wise old man of femdom, and after I published a blog post last year with a few choice tips for submissives less experienced than I am in visiting professional dominant ladies, the response was overwhelming and – in a few cases – not entirely contemptuous.

So, mindful of the fact that you don’t know my real name or address, and so you can’t sue me for any consequences, here is another batch of Servitor’s tips for any subs considering a visit to a pro-domme.