How to make a slave sing
All I want for Christmas? No blisters anyone?
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| Image from the Hunteress on Twitter. |
It's December, the one and only month where those who are not pure vanilla can marvel at the beauty of darkness. Also, time for some more light-touch writing, which is why Dutch goes full fanboy, reading up on some of his favourite dommes. Any sucking up is intentionally. I mean is not. [What I meant to say is that English is a difficult language, almost as complex as American.]
Once Dolly Parton entered a Dolly Parton look-alike contest and lost. What a wonderful, wicked sense of humour. As for personal gravity? Of the scale. Obviously she didn't win. It's a look-alike contest. How can she?
Still waiting to hear from Michelle Yeoh on my marriage proposal. No idea how long it is customary to wait before turning to the next one on a man's list. Don't worry. I still have hope. Originally my back-up plan was to ask Jennifer Hudson. Actually not a back-up plan, more like Mrs. Yeoh came first because of a post I wrote. In real life it's hard to choose. [3] And now there is Dolly Parton. Too much happiness will kill you. What to do? Ignore for a moment that Dolly Parton has been married for many years.
Singer, actress, singer and the eternal Miss Jackson. Jennifer Hudson, Michelle Yeoh, Dolly Parton, Miss Jackson, any idea how hard it is for a man to survive in a world full of amazing, wonderful women? Kid in a candy store doesn't even come close. We men are victims, blinded by female beauty - but never led astray - in infinite ways. Still I soldier on. Another year in heaven on earth awaits all men, so let's loosen up. Time for some light reading these last few weeks of 2022.
The other night I was watching Sister Act II - Back in the Habit. Because of the music. It reminded me of Clint Eastwood. There is a lot you can learn from his characters. Apart from never smile that is. At night, during a stake-out, the hero devours women's magazines, desperate to understand. Love does that. We've all been there. Don't blame his character, take a hint instead.
Not for love, more like the wow-factor, but even I have brushed up on my femdom reading. Mostly interviews. Preparing my previous post on the Hunteress, I ran into this lovely article about the lady herself. Of course it's one big ad. Been there, done that. It's how it works. Doesn't mean Sin Search shouldn't have done a better job. Next time, hire Dutch. I'll make you look good - and be honest in the process. Never understood why it has to be so lame. Lazy doesn't sell, human interest does. Just remember, behind each and every cane, whip or any other form of power tool is an actual women. Sadly, this kind of interview is mostly conducted by men with their pants on their knees, so to speak.
Dropping the monniker "Casey Canes" when it no longer fitted her, the Hunteress remains selective about what does and does not interest her in femdom. It makes her all the more interesting, unlike that joke about how "everything is my fetish" Pay attention, dear fellow domme. As what the Hunteress looks for in a client, it's honesty, communication and dedication. As in a real woman looking for a [male] partner. Refreshing and without the usual in-character garbage that is so dominant these days.
You may have noticed the Hunteress loves her cane. And why. It's the killer sound - swoosh - it makes just before landing. Didn't see that one coming. Good thing then her slaves can follow their inevitable ordeal using only their ears. Swoosh, gotcha. As for her play style, the Hunteress calls it sweetly sadistic. Clearly somebody forgot to ask her slaves.
I noticed her sweet, sadistic style before. Imagine the Hunteress entering a Hunteress cane-alike contest. Will her captive audience recognize her sweet sadism by the distinctive sound of her cane or will they run for their lives. If you have difficulty answering that, just remember the average pageant features 11-plus entries. Run Forest, run. [1]
Face the music
Looking Back Different In December: Jamie Archer sets the stage ablaze with his Kings Of Leon cover of Sex on Fire.
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Jamie Archer performs Sex on Fire at The Voice UK 2009 [click to listen] |
666
Counter stays at placeholder 666 today. Ukraine gets its Patriot missiles.
Let's turn to Nigeria instead. Like I wrote so many times before 'our' girls
are still not home safely. Next installment, January 2023. Until I saw this
headline. Now they never will.
Abortion Assault. Nigerian military ran secret mass abortion programme in war against Boko Haram.
You can read more about it on the Reuters website. Please do.
[1] And don't forget to send the Hunteress a box of chocolates with an apology afterwards. From an undisclosed location. [2]
[2] And yes, English is fine. You're in hiding. D'oh.
[3] It's why we have Cupid. And poisoned arrows for some.
[4] As for the Hunteress. No, I'm going to ask her to marry me. And yes, I think she is awesome. Let's be friends instead. Or at least don't bring your cane.
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