Tuesday, February 28, 2017

That's what she said

There's a lot of give and take in their relationship, as you can see.

That one's called 'the tickler'.  Come on - arms up to the shackles - this is going to be fun!

Men's libbers just need to spend more time reflecting quietly on how lucky they are to be living in a female-led society, if you ask me. In the corner, with a well-smacked bottom, preferably.
Just lick something at random - quickly!
With thanks to Alex Bragin for the translation.

There's a hand gesture for 'go away' as well. Pray she never uses it.

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Movie night!

To be honest, I've never much seen the point of the Oscars.  

It's always such a disappointment, so many awards being handed out to people other than Anne.  I'm not even going to watch it this year, partly as a result of that manifest unfairness, also because my TV privileges have been withdrawn for six months, for being uppity.

Obviously, I'm not saying She should get all the awards. I suppose that they have to go through the motions of giving a few of the prizes to other people, but they don't have to make such a fuss about it.  They could have a separate ceremony at, I duuno, 10 in the morning or something and hand out a few things for best special effects in a foreign-language wildlife documentary and suchlike, then get all that out of the way so they can devote the evening to honouring Her. 

Oh and 'best' actor?  Really???   I mean, come on. Why not just go out into the street and start handing out awards for best left-over kebab, or most elegant piss stain against the wall?  Political correctness gone mad, if you ask me.

Anyway, here are some movie-themed captions. Mostly sci-fi. I love sci-fi.  I also love Anne Hathaway. It's about time I told you that; I've been concealing it for too long.

There's a shocking plot twist in Arrival. I won't spoil it for anyone who hasn't seen the movie, but let's just say that Amy spends a long time in that suit at one point, and someone starts getting all snarky when she orders him to clean it out.

Sneak preview - I'm actually an extra in the sequel, WAOM 2!  Well, a part of me is, anyway.  Actually, it's a stain on the sole of one of Tricia's boots, but I do get a credit.

Life support won't shut down for a day or two. So you'll have the time to make the place tidy.

I imagine everyone's seen this movie, so I don't suppose it's news to anyone that the males surrender and are tortured viciously; the survivors being branded and enslaved. It's a vison of a crushing, brutal tyrannical regime, spreading slavery and misery across the galaxy.   But then Star Trek has always been idealistic like that.

If he was a bit brighter, he might have wondered why the deck his pod is on is called "Cargo Deck 3".  But he's a man and men can be distressingly unobservant.

Actually, some of them have small speaking roles. Mostly crying and begging for mercy.

Friday, February 24, 2017

Ordered relationship

According to Wikipedia's page on Order Theory: "In other contexts, orders may capture notions of containment."  Well, that's certainly true.  There are several types of orders, if I understand correctly, among which 'strict ordering' is clearly the best.

Oh, I think we know what Natasha's going to say. She's been breaking boys' legs since she was a teenager.

Sounds like a lot of fun. Get to work!

If everything not OK, there might be some bureaucratic formalities to go through, at the male holding centre.

You have something you'd rather spend 60% of your income on, than the divine Lady Sophia Black?
 Awww no... I went to put in a link but her website has shut down and she is protecting her tweets.  I hope Lady Sophia hasn't retired from the scene.  She's wonderful.

She's gone to all that trouble. The least you can do is suffer for her, hmm?

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Chain keep us together, running in the shadow

Yes, it's another link to a music video with only the most spurious and tangential connection - if any - to the theme of this blog.  
That theme being, obviously, this:

He even scratched in the corner his tally of how many there are.  But you could wipe that off if you don't want spoilers.

He's going to have ever such a clean mouth. And a very respectful attitude too.

Hmmm. Looks like you're gettig that date rape after all!

Oh, it doesn't matter.  Mouth and anus - they're just two ends of the same tube. As my SO likes to point out: shit comes out of both and ocasionally needs to be shoved into both too, so why worry?

Awww.  Sweet.

Friday, February 17, 2017

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Love hurts

...in all sorts of unexpected ways. But today is the day for celebrating love, harking all the way back to St Valentine himself who found love while incarcerated behind the bars of a prison cell, before being tortured to death.  He remains an inspiration to us all.

You can't run away from love.

She's working hard for this marriage.  Maxim and Sven are probably going to be giving it their all too. So what about you?

Just once.

Love can also express itself through pain, terror, panic - especially when instruments of torture are involved.  It's just part of how it feels, when it's real, you know?

I had a friend who wanted to give his SO the ultimate gift, and secretly commissioned a designer leather firm to sort it out. Sadly, there was a mix-up and he ended up as about a fifth of a matching armchair and sofa set that was sold to some billionaire in Qatar with more money than taste. But she would have been quite touched by the gesture, had she ever known about it.

Friday, February 10, 2017

Six of the best

A good caning never hurt anyone, right?

Oh, hang on...

I think I'm pretty strongly oriented towards serving Mistress Eleise already.

What to do... what to do.

Ermm... oh, you know.  Nothing really.  Just one of those things. Forget I said anything.     Please?

You should stand up for your rights.  When you've finished bending over for the cane, obviously.

I hope she doesn't mind frantic tugging at the bonds, and pitiful pleading, mixed in with the screaming.

She'll probably be able to empathise more with your pain, now. Probably

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Masculinity is a treatable medical condition.

Look, I do understand the hypocrisy involved in my advancing political opinions, but can I just comment on this view going around that Trump's election is in some way a consequence of 'political correctness'?

Trump was elected merely because of a ridiculous quirk in the US electoral system, that might have made sense in the eighteenth century but has no relevance to the modern world: namely, that men are allowed to vote.  The country basically voted 54% to 42% for Clinton, before all those male votes were taken into account and it's absurd this should have been allowed to distort the result.  Sure, it's nice to let men feel they can take part, but to actually let them cast ballots unsupervised is just political correctness gone mad, and now we have to live with the consequences.

I mean, honestly, you wouldn't let a man make decisions about the family finances, or how best to iron your blouse or what time he goes to bed, would you?  So why on earth would you let him have a say in choosing the President?

Doesn't make sense to me.  But then, I am 'chromosomally challenged'* so what do I know?

(* and yes, I am using that politically correct phrase ironically. What's wrong with just saying 'a stupid boy' for goodness sake?  When did we stop calling things what they are?)

Thank goodness things round here are still sane and matriarchal. 

She seems to be controlling his masculinity problem nicely.

She loves her work.  You will too.

I think she's recognising that his behaviour has been causing pain in their marriage - but not quite enough pain.

I wonder how the consultant goes about measuring her?

Secondary sexual characteristics - they're even more annoying than the primary ones, sometimes.  Fortunately, a simple surgical procedure can deal with both at the same time.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Let's do the time-warp again

Those of you who have been reading this blog from the very begining in 2011 are very, very bad and perverted people who deserve to be forcibly  may well recall that one of the very first posts was of the front pages of some magazines that had fallen through a erm... worm hole time dimensional vortex thingummy and landed on my desk.

Yes, you do remember.  Of course you do. Look - just go here if you're one of those johnny-come-latelies who've only started reading this in the last five years, OK?

The title was a little odd.  I think back then I was mostly trolling the followers of a rather devout Christian who had a blog of the same name, so there were a lot of religiously titled posts.  He's now publishing femdom porn too, so it just goes to show, doesn't it?

Anyway: three magazines had arrived from the far future... 2014*, 2017 and 2019.  I must have missed my copy of Subbie Hubbie Monthly back in 2014, but I have already reserved my copy of Dominant Lady Quarterly (at the special male price of just £2500 per copy), so I am looking forward to April.

Anyway (again): it happened a second time!  Would you believe it?  Three magazines, no doubt from the faaaaar far distant future.  These ones don't actually have dates on them, oddly enough.  So.. yeah, here they are.

* Well I didn't know this blog was going to be going on so long, did I?  I thought I'd have something better to do with my time. Oh well.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Women seem wicked when you're unwanted

...and isn't that great?  Warning: safe for work video after the link.

But what if he never gets to like it?  Hmm.  Not sure she's thought this one through.


Don't even ask what the chicken mask is for. A magician never gives up her secrets.

Well, he wasn't treated exactly like that, obviously.  Dommes tend to keep their places heated quite well, for one thing, in my experience.

It's actually much harder playing 'guess the object that's been shoved up the slave's anus' in a single-domme session.  Because then you have to do the guessing and 'hmmm... it's definitely something that really hurts' doesn't narrow it down much.

Perhaps he should discuss it with his wife.  Or perhaps she should, directly.