Femdom Carnival

The streets of San Francisco are dangerous

Part of the joys of femdom is sometimes the intense experience. The images below are probably taken in some San Francisco street parade. Public play is not for me. What I love about them is how joyful these random women are whey add to the misery of the random guy tied to the lamp post.

There is no hesitation, just delight when they hit the jackpot. They laugh, they smile, so much joy when they inflict pain upon cowboy Bebob. No hesitation, so authentic. How gorgeous is that? One lovely lady grabs the guy by the shoulders before kicking him in the balls. As the guy screams out in pain, she looks at him, appreciating her work. It all comes naturally. Others have more of a 'why not?' approach. And why not, it's fun. After all, this dude let himself being tied up. Don't blame the lamp post for his misery.

To me the central message is that the world is full of wonderful women of all sorts, sizes and shapes who love to make male volunteers suffer.

Real women, real cruelty, not holding back, unleashing part of who they are without hesitation. Wonderfully wicked, what more can you ask for? And please don't say privacy.