Friday, December 29, 2017


Let's hope she does want to treat him nicely.

Any particular flavour?

I think Hugh should stand up to them. I mean, is he a man or a mouse?

It would probably be OK to use any one of the Approved Slave Apology Phrases # 23 - 38 in reply.  Or several, even.

Well, that's thoughtful.  Just what I needed.

By the way, I've been keeping this quiet partly because I don't want him closed down, but there's a chap with an account on who must own an industrial-quality scanner, who appears to be digitising what looks to be a large lifetime collection of (mainly British) material relating to... well, our interests.  The vast majority of it is fem sub but even if only 5% of it is FD, the sheer volume he is posting there makes it rather significant in itself.  I make no judgments on the copyright issues, let alone the rather more serious violation of this blog's code involved in publishing material in which men oppress women (they're only lengthening the charge sheet against them, for when we finally achieve the righteous smack of firm government) but I leave it to you to decide. 

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Pretty brutal

Falling.  In love.

That's right. If you think about it, what could be more sexually empowering than paying another man to undertake the work of actually carrying out the fucking?

Time you got a watch.

Well... as long as there's nothing perverted involved I suppose it'll be OK.

I've always had this extraordinary talent for perceiving what women are thinking, when they look at me. A knack, you might say. 

Monday, December 25, 2017

It's Christmas time, and there's no need to be afraid

but it can spice things up a bit.

Next Christmas you can give her sole title to the house and all your finances.

And there's New Year to look forward to after that.

I'm sure she can find a way of taking your mind off it.

I like turkey, but I hope Mike and Juan don't give me any more of that special eggnog. It tasted weird...

Funnily enough, the year after they all gave each other little leather purses. What are the odds, eh?

Saturday, December 23, 2017

Campaign and humiliation

On the way to a better tomorrow.

Just been sent some campaign material by a certain political party. Probbaly going to be seeing these on billboards all across the country in the run-up to 2020.


That's all the campaign material I have for now.  Well, there was one more thing in the box.  But I don't think this was intended for publication - looks like their agency's briefing on a TV spot they're planning. Can someone let me know if they ever see the finished ad?

Friday, December 22, 2017

Callous talk

...doesn't cost lives, in my experience, rather a few hundred pounds stuffed into an envelope and left closed but not sealed within the bag containing a gift.

Oh, he's got nothing else to do down there in the basement.  Might as well have some fun with him.

Large vagina humiliation.  It's the latest thing in the female submission world. I'd be really good at it, but sadly I have no dominant instincts.

I don't think the verbal reasoning test should have much weight. The job mostly involves responding to simple, clear instructions.

I think it's outrageous that convicted rapists receive free medical treatment anyway, actually. They should stop mollycoddling them like that - it's supposed to be a pumishment, after all.

She'd take some of the other men with her too - the ones who know that no one will be coming for them within the three days - but Angie would object. She says one man around the home is enough, possibly even more than enough.

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

She's often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow

You'll lose your mind and play.

Obviously, I don't approve for one moment of non-consensual BDSM play.  I've made that very clear to my SO, and She in turn has explained that she doesn't give a fuck what I think.  So we have an understanding.

It's not going to be like having actual sex, of course. There won't be all that "What the fuck?  Already? Is that it?" business at the end, for one thing.

I'm very suggestive.

What's the vibrator got that I haven't, I'd like to know?

He's probably feeling very relaxed already, knowing he's in such safe hands.

Friday, December 15, 2017

Women beat their men

Animals watch beyond the fire.

Don't worry, they're quite uncomfortable for her too, so this part of the session shouldn't last more than 45 minutes or so.

I'd scream for Keira, nightly if she wanted me to.

Well, I hope it's still summer, if we're going to play outside again.

They have lots of good ideas for taking all the hard work out of BDSM too - or at least, making someone else do it.

Must be nice not to have to worry about limits and all that nonsense.

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

You know how bad girls get

Ah.. school days - cold showers, long tedious detentions, horrible over-cooked cabbage for lunch, exams and homework... not to mention the corporal punishment and the humiliating bullying.  It seems so long ago now... must be months at least. I really must book another session.

No I never said that!  So unfair, you horrible old cow.  Oops.

But not so brave as to refuse. There's brave and there's sheer suicidal lunacy.

Spelling 'wear' wrong shouldn't go unnoticed and uncorrected, either. 
Mistress Teresa May, obviously.  Of all the things that could complicate a career in professional domination, "Having the same name as the Prime Minister" (or vhery nhearly the same) was probably not one that she anticipated.

I think she's probably right there.  You might have to conduct a careful examination of her feet before you're sure, though.

He probably doesn't know what the capital of Gabon is. Trouble is, nor does she.  I wonder how they'll resolve the impasse?

Friday, December 8, 2017

Confidently supreme

She doesn't like 'torturess' either.  It's sexist. Like a woman can't torture people just as well as a man, you know? Better, even.  So don't call her that.  Call her... oh I don't know. Something respectful, I'd suggest. Very respectful.

'You're a taxi!'  It's an old joke, but I like to make my date laugh.  Often, the evening together ends with her leaving my apartment almost hysterical with laughter. In fact, I bumped into an old flame the other day and she started giggling as soon as she saw me.

No problem. That's what Kenny is here for.  He pays handsomely for the privilege, after all.

I wouldn't mind, but I read that book before, counting 'the' for another Mistress.
 This is the wonderful Lady Sophia Black, who is if anything even more wonderful in person than Her online persona (which is very, very wonderful indeed).

Hmmm.  She seems to have mostly disapppeared from the Internet.  Now that is a loss.

Choking on someone else's vomit?  Unpleasant but, well, you know, Her kink is not your kink. Or anyone's.
Mistress Cassie Hunter, the Hunteress, who seems not to have retired after all.  So that's a bit better.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Dancing to Her tune

It's definitely syrup, so don't worry about that, OK?

I mean it's no wonder she prefers spending time just with Howard if you're all gloomy, is it?

I dunno. She orders me around, ignores my wishes, feeds my genitals to the cat... Sometimes I wonder why I put up with it all.

See? And you were worried you might not be having any sex on your honeymoon!

Domino specialists are odd.   To visit one, you need to book in advance, phone that same morning before 10am to confirm (and receive instructions on meeting up, the first time) then take your course fees along in an unsealed envelope.  I always take a little gift, too.  Not dominoes - I expect they get enough of those.