Contemplating the divine – Page 172 – 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.

Her whim is my command

Of course, this blog is strongly opposed to real bullying. Just keep it for play, in session, that’s what I say. Not that She ever listens, when I do.

It’s odd the things women find sexy, isn’t it? For some it’s chunky jumpers, for others it’s brutal, relentless torture. Mars, Venus, whatever – you know?

That sounds fair. I’m certainly not going to argue.

She deserves a night off, I reckon. She can always pick it up wherever she left off, tomorrow morning.

It’s not a good thing to go around with suspicious, negative thoughts about any relationship. If you start thinking ‘What if Mistress murders me?’ each time, then you’re just not going to enjoy the session, and who does it benefit anyway? I mean, really?

Girls’ night out

So, yeah, if you’re up for it we thought we’d meet up about
9. Just you, me, Suzie, Ellie, Karen…
Vanessa said she might come, but she wanted to bring her boyfriend and we
really just wanted a girls night out. So
I told her it’s a ’no boys’ evening, and she said she’ll think about it.

Well…yes, OK, technically you’re a boy too. But that’s OK – you don’t count. I mean you’re not really a boy boy, are
you? Not like a boyfriend boy! Wouldn’t that be ridiculous?

No, of course you can come.
None of the other girls will mind. They don’t think of you in that way at all.

Hey, do you remember that time that guy tried to pick me up,
and then he got all confused because he thought maybe you were with me? God, I was just laughing too much to explain
it – and he went off with his mates!
Such a shame – he was a real hunk.
Still, I think I managed to score a bit later didn’t I..? Can’t remember his name – you know, they guy
with the tattoo? You drove us home.

Oh, that reminds me.
You don’t mind being the non-drinking driver again, do you?

Thanks, that’s great.
We can go to that bar where they do the lemonade you really like. But
we’ll have to be strict to keep to our ‘no boys’ rule, though! There’s always loads of cute studs in there!

Brilliant. Oh – and
can you come round about 8.30? I want to
show you this new outfit I got. You’ll
love it!

Love not given lightly

Now if it gets too much for you, just cry out at any time, OK? She likes that.

Now that’s the kind of expression I usually have, when I’m in session. Sort of “oh shit”.

This picture is from menareslaves.com. You guessed, didn’t you?

Well, I think she shouldn’t have. It’s ridiculous. I mean, the elevator guy only has to press a button.

This is the delightful (sometimes too delightful – but I like to imagine her being mean) Carla Brown. So I guess that makes you Mr Carla Brown.

Oh – and it does count, even if your fingers are crossed. So don’t think you’re getting away that easily, boy number 3.

Yes. Yes it will.

Even more strictly factual

More OWKfacts! Completely and utterly true factoids about life, love and genital torture at the Other World Kingdom.

All pictures originally came from www.owk.cz and were found either there or on tumblr etc.

Turn, turn again

More Turning Points! Captioned images of situations that aren’t femdom. Quite. Yet. And probably never will be, to be honest.

Anyway, some of you seem rather to like them. Even if they leave us a little sad sometimes.

Taking her hand in marriage

If you’re lucky. If you’re unlucky, you might have to take the cane as well.

On we go.

I wonder if they have a ‘bring your daughter to work’ day, too?

Best not to look nervous at this point. Just relax. I’m sure she’s very broadminded.

The only thing worse than being locked up in chastity is being in chastity and not locked up, I think you’ll find.

That’s a relief.

Don’t even mention little blue men. Unless you want Victoria to cane you. Do you? Oh…OK. Well, go ahead then.

Erectile disfunction

I got an email about dealing with erectile disfunction. I know they’re probably just spam, but I like to think the best of people, and I was willing to give it a go. At least it made a change from all those emails I get suggesting various ways of enhancing my penis size (sometimes I wish I’d never given my mother my email address, I really do).

Anyway, it said that lots of men experience periods of erectile disfunction, but if I wrote off describing the circumstances in which I…. err.. failed to rise to the occasion, as it were, world-famous doctors were waiting to advise me.

Well, as you can imagine, I was quite excited, and I wrote back at great length describing how I usually experience quite long periods of erectile disfunction shortly after annoying my Significant Other, for example by failing to iron her blouse properly, or over-cooking the pasta. But that I also find it difficult to achieve an erection when she’s just in a bad mood because she’s busy at work, or its her time of the month, or something like that. The email asked me to describe in detail the longest period of disfunction I’d had, so I sent them Time magazine’s review of the year for 2013.

And they never replied! I mean, can you believe it? I sent email after email, and eventually I just received an automatic response informing me that the server in Nigeria where they were based was blocking my address.

Isn’t the Internet a weird place, eh? Oh well. Here are some more pictures of pretty ladies looking threatening, so we can get sexually aroused by the thought of being punished and humiliated by them. Good wholesome stuff.

Beware of dominatrices with ‘strong views’

Now I believe this is Mistress Annabelle. But if it isn’t, perhaps she or the lady it happens to be could, err, correct me. Please?

I don’t know who he is, I’m afraid. Or if he’s available for sessions.

Domestic bliss.

You think?

This of course is the wonderful and creative (and scary!) Mistress Sidonia, of the English Mansion.

It’s ironic, really, as Alanis Morisette might say.

More from the English Mansion. And I think this is Mistress Jessica Wood.

Dear me, she seems a little fierce. Most young brides wait until after the wedding before giving their husbands their first proper birching. Still, maybe she’ll become more tolerant and forgiving of her husband’s faults when you’re married. Some brides do. Many don’t.

Tie me up, put me down

Lucky old bastard.

This image is from Femdom Planet. Tall German dommes…and this bloke.

Stand by your man.

Looks like he did, too. But I think he’s going to sober up very fast when they get started.

NB: Contemplating the Divine does not endorse (or particularly enjoy) getting good and drunk before a BDSM session. Contemplating the Divine just likes writing silly captions, that’s all.

It’s not real oppression if you’re forced to do it. You have to beg to be allowed…

Actually, I’m experiencing some spike pain even looking at the picture.

Crawling to learn

Oh, we do. We do.

Isn’t this picture wonderful?

Women eh? Can never make their minds up, silly things.

Not many calories in the dirt on the soles of her shoes, alas.

I can’t stand those mens libbers with all their ‘votes for men’ nonsense. We just shouldn’t worry our ugly little heads about it, that’s what I say. Ironing’s more my thing.

Strictly factual

OK, time for a new series. And I hope at least some of you like it, because I’ve done loads of these, and I’ll post more some time…

OWKfacts, that’s they are. Interesting, and little-known (because untrue) facts about the Other World Kingdom, a much missed now defunct femdom facility in the Czech Republic. I might have mentioned the place once or twice before, now I come to think of it…

All pictures, of course, must originally have come from www.owk.cz and were found either there or on tumblr etc.

Enjoy. Or don’t – see if I care.