Beguiling

Honestly, she's only a guest but she acts like she owns the place - me included.

 

Always a difficult moment in session, I find.  But not as difficult as the consequences she's outlining, obviously.

 

I hope they're OK with it... some guys are a bit weird about being present with another man having sex.  I know I am, even after all these years when it's happened almost every night.

 

They say memories of bullying stay with you for life... I certainly hope so, because I'm trying to arrange a schoolgirl bullying session for next month and it's likely to be bloody expensive.

 

Now she says they don't need a male - but I don't see her cleaning out the dustbins or doing the laundry, do you?

 

 

Forbidding ladies

Don't worry.  One day you'll no longer be a valuable asset.

 

 

You can still walk away.  For that to happen, you'll need a degree of conscious control over your limbs, so you might need to wait a few moments.

 

 

 

Some might find it bizarre that he's the one paying her, really, but we don't, do we?

 

The extraordinarily wonderful Lady Sophia Black.  But no link to her web site, as she's retired.  Like Paltego said a couple of weeks ago, you mustn't  leave it too late - see what you miss out on?

I'm beginning to think she might be taking in laundry from her friends, to earn a little money on the side, the sly old thing.

 

Sorry, readers, I couldn't resist.  Well... I could have.  But I didn't.

 

 

Rather tediously, just a quick word about anonymity.  I'm getting more and more comments on the blog, which is absolutely brilliant, and I do try to reply to them all. Blogger provides an option for whether to allow anonymous comments and with some trepidation I switched it on some years back and I have not regretted it.  Almost all comments are fun and kind, I have very, very few trolls and the occasional marketing blurb that escapes the spam filters can easily be deleted (or left up if I think it funny).

So, all good.  But it's getting harder to reply to all of the anonymous comments as specifically as I'd like.  You are of course welcome to be as anonymous as you want.  Our society is at present sadly unappreciative of males who need to be dressed in little maid outfits and have their naughty bottoms smacked until they squeal (actually, most if not all males need that, but the majority don't know it yet).  However, if you could try to be just a little less anonymous, that would make the comments section more fun, I think.  Two options.  One: you can set up a Google account in a fake name.  I mean, I myself am not actually called 'Servitor' in real life, startlingly enough.  I have a completely separate Windows log-in for naughty stuff and that's where Servitor lives, when he's not chained up in the doghouse outside.  Two, if you're uncomfortable with that you can still be officially 'Anonymous' but put some name at the bottom of your comments.  Misses Zoe and Holly do that, so do many others.  Even femsup can manage it, and he's a worthless, incompetent worm, as I think he'd be the first to admit.  No offence, 'sup.  

Or don't.  Up to you.  I won't delete purely anonymous comments and I'll keep trying to reply to them.  So there are neither rewards nor consequences for good behaviour in this regard, as this blog is not under proper female supervision.  Just a suggestion.

Goodness, that was a lot of words with no wanking material involved. And there you are, sitting all ready with your trousers down around your ankles. Go on, then, have an extra captioned image of a lovely lady, as a reward for getting this far.

 

 

Quite right.  Back to those chores.

 

Brutal honesty

They do say honesty is the basis of every successful romantic relationship - but brutality has its place too.

Don't worry - she has lots of equipment and techniques to help manage the pain.

They do say small ones have more pain receptors per square millimetre, which is actually quite a turn-on for a lot of ladies.

He's the foundation of the building just behind her, by coincidence.

Time for the evil - sorry, what?  I can't say that word!

OK, well if the other two are totally straight I guess they won't need licking clean, for a change, so that's a bonus.

Youngers and betters

 

Memo to self: stop using the phrase "there's nothing worse than X" in front of SO.  She takes it as a personal challenge.

You'll soon discover that a day with no whipping at all is a special day. Very special.

 

 

 

 

Don't worry, they're not having you castrated and lobotomised until after the marriage.  Just after: between the ceremony and the reception.  You can think of it as your wedding gift to them.

 

 

 

 

 

Poor old Simon - doesn't get to see the sexy lingerie!  And to think she was worried you might be jealous of him.

Appendectomy: of course.  After all, that nurse would hardly have shaved his groin area this morning if it was his throat that was being operated on, now would she?

 

 

Graceful brutality

 

 

Funny how many girls make that mistake.

 

 

Sounds like they've got some lost time to make up for.

 

 

I remember early in our relationship, my SO ordering me to bring her a whip for my impertinence.  I told her I didn't think I had said anything impertinent that deserved a whipping and she laughed and said I just had.  It seemed a little unfair to me, but I didn't want to argue about it and ruin the mood.

 

 

 

I'm afraid it won't make you taller, though: that's just one of those myths. I mean, maybe your spine will be longer by an inch or so at most, but since you won't be able to walk with all the joints in your limbs dislocated, it won't bring you any real benefits.  

 

Like many Hollywood stars, she keeps her private relationships carefully out of the media's eye.

 

Dressed to repress

 

She's actually very tolerant - it takes a lot to get her to lose her temper. Backchat, obviously.  Disobedience too... and laziness, of course, as well as forgetfulness and ingratitude. Anyway, what I'm saying is that you'll quite often find yourself not being slapped, even when there might be cause to, so there's really very little to complain about when you are. Even if she permitted complaining.  Which she doesn't.

 

 

 

Yeah, first gay sex experience is always going to be a bit daunting.   Once you get through that first time, you can just relax and enjoy the rest of the evening. It won't be long before you're a very experienced player, having enjoyed so many sex partners, you'll have forgotten that just a few hours before you were a virgin. 

 

 

Sounds fun... expensive, but worth it.

 

 

I found I simply didn't have time for TV sports any more, after getting married. Busy busy busy.

 

 

Toss a coin?

 

 

 

 

 

Sing when she's winning

 

Scurry scurry scurry!

 

 

Much like his response to the question the priest will be asking him a little later.

 

I've occasionally asked my SO whether she'd consider putting me on obedience pills but weirdly she says she prefers an occasional bit of disobedience. Which is odd, because she always seems so cross about it... women, eh?

 

 

 

Even if he sued her and won, there'd be the question of damages and I think any competent (i.e. female) lawyer would advise that those would be derisory and purely token, at best.

It's all part of growing up. 

 

A man's place

.. is wherever she puts him.

It did promise to love, honour and obey in sickness and in health, after all.  Didn't it?

Fortunately teachers are allowed to remain standing in class.

Just as long as I don't have to swap nappies with Petie. I always hate that, don't you?

I have occasionally paid women for sex, I'll admit.  The very first time I tried it I was really nervous but she said I was very cute and that she'd actually enjoyed the sex!  So that was pretty cool.  I hope the guy she did it with enjoyed it too - I never met him.

Women are strange.  Why lie around in what is obviously sexually arousing lingerie, when I'm locked up in a spiked cage? Honestly, you'd think they'd have more sense.

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.

Marriage service

The marriage is still going to be based on respect - a lot of respect. It's just not going to be mutual.

It's actually quite enlightening, being lent out to former, vanilla, girlfriends.  There's all sorts of things you discover you did, or said, during the relationship that you've long since forgotten but they're eager to discuss.

Of course, she can't expect perfection, and she doesn't.  She just requires it, that's all.

The other lady has the rings ready - and he's already been pierced, so they can just be welded on.

I was still being spanked by my mother at home when I met my first girlfriend, actually.  She was one of my sister's friends who'd come round to do some homework, and she came downstairs to find out what all the noise was about.