Friday, June 21, 2019

I stand to be corrected

... or I bend over, or I just wriggle slightly in the bonds, making little mmphing pleading sounds.


There are no 'behavioural problems', only behavioural opportunities, my SO always says.  And I agree with her.





What many men who dabble in men's lib don't get is how profoundly offensive it is to women, to suggest that the sexes are equal.  I mean, how do you think she'd feel, to be told she's no better than...  well... you?



Hypothermia play!  Mmmm....



Actually, I'm more of a leg man.  So, with a bit of luck.... oh dear.



Customs change - what was acceptable in times gone by is profoundly offensive nowadays.  I went to a stage show the other night which featured an on-stage spanking and I just cringed. I wasn't even in the front row either - how come I always get picked?

Wednesday, June 19, 2019

And the moral of the story...

More fairy tales.  Brave princesses rescuing beautiful princesesses from horrible princes; beautiful magical fairy-tale torture chambers and - of course - fairy godmothers swishing their magic wands vigorously until everything turns out all right.




















Tuesday, June 18, 2019

NC NSFW and NTBTS

... that last being 'not to be taken seriously'.  Anyone actually thinking this blog is serious in any way should erm... well, should try and take themselves out of the gene pool to be honest.*

So, here is the second installment in Servitor's completely non-sensical, non-serious series on non-consensual BDSM play.  Enjoy.
























* Although in practice most of the males reading this blog are unlikely to be contributing much to the next generation's gene pool anyway.  I mean, no offence, guys, but have you looked in a mirror?  Eugh - and that's before you start explaining your sexual preferences to the partner who's rapidly pulling on her clothes and thumbing for an Uber.  The only pool of genes you're going to be contributing to is that dried up stain on the floor, just beneath your computer.  Sorry - but I'm only telling you this because I'm your friend, you know that, right?


Friday, June 14, 2019

Painful conversations



They have a 97% record of safe deliveries, so there's actually very little to worry about, as long as you've been a good husband.



And I'm sure Herbert's is not a cock he'd like suck either!  So why on earth are they doing it?  Men are odd.



If you're thinking of trying this, be careful, OK?  Those chastity inspectors are no joke.  She could lose her keyholder licence and you could lose your... well anyway, just be careful, yeah?




Actually, that's not quite true. She loves her job, but she'd rather be doing ear, nose and throat surgery. That's where her real interest lies, but apparently you have to do a stint in every department before you can specialise.



Hmm.  It's tricky, isn't it?


Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Saturday, June 8, 2019

We shall not see their like again

Not really a femdom post.  But farewell, to the late and great Paul Darrow.  Jacqueline Pearce passed last year.  Thanks for the '80s, both of you.


Not really a femdom image, I'll admit.



Oh, but this so is.



Now isn't that a sweet gesture? I actually had the honour once of meeting and playing with Mistress Servalan in Sydney and very lovely and creative she is.


Not quite sure what's going on here, but given the theme of this blog, we'll assume Servalan's winning.


That's more like it.  Definitely a punishment sesssion



...and some post-session aftercare too.

Friday, June 7, 2019

I can still hear you saying

... you would never break the chain.


Oh, not again...





Do you know, I think I might be so full after all that, I don't think I could face a dessert? But fortunately, no one cares what I think.





I've suffered from a few sexual complaints in my time.




Well, it's hardly my fault.  I mean - I just glanced at her. For two seconds - three, tops!




It's tough, being a responsible adult.  So I've heard.

Tuesday, June 4, 2019

Household rulers




I'm normally done in 15 seconds anyway, actually.





Some evenings she likes just to chain him to the cold cellar floor, come upstairs, grab a bottle of Chardonnay and a box of tisues and settle down to a good rom-com on TV.





As long as the first ring goes on OK, erections shouldn't be a problem.



That is the deal.  I have yet to discover when, if ever, is 'off shift'.






I seem to spend my whole life charging devices - if it's not the shock collar, it's the phone, and all her vibrators need constantly to be fully charged too... modern world, I suppose.

Sunday, June 2, 2019

Bottom marks




Oh hello, Sir!  We wanted to talk to you about our maths grades.  We were wondering if maybe you’d miscounted?

I mean, it’s unlikely. You being a maths teacher and all.  And we’re just schoolgirls.  Naughty schoolgirls, who are bad at sums.

You like teaching schoolgirls, don’t you, Mr Harris? We know, ‘cos we looked through your things and you’ve got so many books and magazines about it!  You must be really devoted to your profession, to want to read about all the time like that…

 

They’re ever so strict, though, aren’t they?  The teachers in your magazines, I mean. Those poor girls and their sore bottoms!  Belinda here was worried that maybe you’d smack our bottoms for being so naughty!  But I told her that was totally illegal and you’d go to prison.

Annie wondered whether you could go to prison just for having those magazines, but I don’t think you can, can you?  Not illegal to enjoy looking at pictures of grown-up women dressed as schoolgirls having their bottoms smacked, is it?  Not even for a teacher at a girls' school.  I’m sure the Head and the Board of Governors wouldn’t mind. 
  
If we showed them.



Really?  You might have miscounted our grades after all?  Oh.  By how much?  ‘cos we think we got 20 every time.

No, really. Every single time.  Even when it was marked out of ten or fifteen.  You're a maths teacher, I expect you can come up with some clever maths to do that.  Can't you?

That reminds: there was a story in one of Mr Harris's magazines about a girl who needed better grades in maths, wasn't there, Annie? And she ended up with the teacher's penis in her mouth - do you remember?  I shouldn't think that tasted nice at all... I don't suppose teacher are allowed to do that these days, either.

Do you remember that one, Sir? It looked like you'd read that one quite often.

Did we?  Ooh!  Twenty every time?  Well, that is good news, isn’t it, girls?

Still... it's not very impressive is it? For a maths teacher to have made a mistake in counting up like that!  It should have been 20 every time, but you gave us four, five, six… That’s a lot of mistakes in your arithmetic, isn’t it, Sir?

I wonder if there’s anything we could do to help you improve?  I mean, obviously you need to learn to do sums a lot better, don't you?  Sir?

What do you think would happen to one of the girls in your magazines who made that many mistakes in maths?  We were talking about that just now.  I think she’d at least get her hands tawsed, the poor thing, but Belinda here reckons it’d probably be the cane across her bum.  And Annie thought it would be both.

But you're the professional, Sir.  So what do you think?


Images, obviously, from St Mackenzies, comprising part of that tiny, tiny fraction of the photos they publish taken before everyone gets their kit off.