Cruel Outsourcing

Not what I bargained for

Strange eyes, same suffering, harsher humiliation.

The privilege of suffering in private. Used to be the two of us, right? So not born this way. Then the internet came along. Now mistress is full of wild ideas [she probably doesn't even like. Viva la algorithm.]

Room with a view (but not for him.)

Gone are the days of surrendering in secrecy. It's no longer enough to be her slave. Modern dommes reach out. Why? Isn't just the two of us not good enough anymore? 

Boss Move

Busted!

Forget scripts, consensual non-consensual stuff or anything else, all great femdom starts with voluntary power exchange. After which all bets are off and you might find yourself in a similar predicament as today's slave.

Mistress takes control of her property in a truly magnificent move. It's not the carefree way she approaches him from behind or the boss move itself with which her gloved hands take control of his highly visible, very active, Playstation. Her casual approach screams for me this is just another rodeo. So beautiful seeing mistress folding her hands around his "joystick" before she pulls him back, firmly annoucing her presence in the process. The boy reacts absolutely gorgeously. His lower body has long released  the only way is to obey, while his upper body is resisting. Not that it matters. Naked, chained, proudly aroused is all that's left for him to do. For now. Despite all of his anticipation, it still is a little more intense than he bargained for, just read his body language.

First there's her grab 'n' pull. Give it a second. Wait for his nerve ends to relay first contact with her hands to head command. Don't worry, the message will come through, it's simply impossible to deny. Sadly for him, the boy does not comply immediately. Her directions turn much more outspoken as she correct his posture with more force, targeting his natural controls. Predictable response. Painful and humiliating he is being shown that his body belongs to her.

Today's image is most likely taken from one of the Clubdom videos [3]. A great example of the true beauty of femdom. You want power exchange for real? Prepare to hand over control for real. Whether it's for an hour, a day or forever. 

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[1] To her this must feel like the most natural thing. Not sure what he's thinking. Probably regretting praising women's hands. He shouldn't complain because he will never know just how beautiful her power grab looks to the casual, kinky observer. He's clearly blessed with serving such a benign woman. Not that he can fully appreciate it. C'est la vie. But who knows and is mistres planning om giving him a mirror for Christmas. For next time and so on [2]

[2] More on mirrors later. Of course.

[3] Never underestimate the beauty of honest femdom labels. More on that later. What else you expect?

World Corporal Punishment Research

Perhaps home schooling is an option.

“Anyone who has had any experience of children, knows that the only way to deal with a refractory girl (no matter how old she is) is by a sound spanking.’’’’. I have seen my own sisters beaten by every form of appliance from a hair-brush to a cane, and always resulting in their benefit.”

- Letter to Dublin Evening Mail, August 1937. [3]

Mature Women

Yummy

Dutch and the self-defeating art of explaining the obvious.

The alphabet is clearly overrated.

For a long time I've been trying to explain the obvious: why a grown man is better of with a grown woman as his mistress. Why do I even bother? Just watch. Again and again until you understand.

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[1] Agreed, it's really hot to be dominated by a 19-year old mistress with years of experience under her belt. Especially if you're old enough to be her dad. Clearly Pappa is the only one who cares about her. Theoretically that is. Because if he knew the apple of his eye is so smart that she can bend time and space, compressing many years of experience in under 12 months, he'd sell both his kidneys and send her to university, allowing her to become the next Einstein.

French Cleats Are Hot

Wandering minds

I wonder why I was suddenly thinking of impalement. No idea.

It's only been 24 hours since mistress locked away my power tools but I'm already going mad. I'm even reading books. It's all the alphabet's fault.

In 1453 Sultan Mehmed II conquered Constantinople (Istanbul). It effectively marked the end of the Middle Ages. When Admiral Baltoghlu's fleet of 110 ships lost against a small flotilla of four Christian ships, the Sultan was furious and ordered the impalement of the commander. Baltoghlu's life was spared after his subordinates testified to his bravery during the conflict. Mehmed stripped Baltoghlu of his wealth and property and ordered he be whipped 100 times.

OWK VII: On Becoming a Womanian

The rot runs much deeper than just some ridiculous name

Why not apply to serve a real woman like this elegant lady instead?

Continued from: OWK VI - Letter to queen Patricia.

Yes, I drank a lot on New Years Eve, but only the good stuff that gives you headaches for days. Or perhaps I drank too much. One of the weirder side effects of alcohol is that I can see clearly what it is that I desire most. I wanna be a Womanian. 

'I was so looking forward to the invasive and painful medical procedures. Stones, not even sticks? What can I say? Very disappointed.'
    - anonymous male applicant

[Leather] Goddesses Update

Less leather, more female deity!

Mistress Belladonna Knight (image: black mistresses.com)

On the third day of Christmas (to be invented shortly) women start returning their unwanted gifts while men wait for the battery packs of their newly acquired power tools to be fully charged.

Quite a few readers were upset by the suggestive click-bait that was my article on the Leather Goddesses of Phobos on Christmas Eve. Don't blame me, blame the 1980s. Or if you think those days were cool, blame the alphabet. Just remember: it wasn't me. As for the person who asked me where Phobos is, seriously? Read the fine print and get your priorities straight.

The Most Rev Desmond Tutu

Yes OWK, rainbows are all about happiness. Learn from the best. 

Archbishop Emeritus Desmond Tutu of South Africa passes away on Boxing Day.

Colourful!

Driving home from Christmas, I'm thinking of Dad. He's getting real old and his health is failing. He has not much time left. Next year we probably celebrate Christmas without him. Makes me sad. I've learned so much from him. How love is about what you do, not what you say the importance of keeping your promises and standing up for what you think is right, just to name a few.

Leather Goddesses of Phobos

Teenage boys and their feeble minds 

Any relationship to Yapoo's Empire of One Thousand Suns is purely coincidental. [Or so they want us to believe.] 

Where's all that leather that you promised me Doc.?

OK, Christmas Eve. I've kept you waiting long enough. And no, you cannot fold a leather goddess under your Christmas tree. That's blasphemy squared. So what am I talking about?

In 1986 Infocom released a computer game called Leather Goddesses of Phobos. Sex sells, leather too and goddesses even more. Trust me on that last one. Wonderful Goddesses are the best! Happy Christmas! So what's the game about?

'The year is 1936, and suddenly the protagonist is abducted by the Leather Goddesses for the final testing in the plan which will enslave every man and woman on earth. These Leather Goddesses of Phobos are just finishing up their plans for the invasion of Earth. If the hero fails to escape and save humanity, the Leather Goddesses will turn the Earth into their pleasure dome.'

Clearly it cannot be Christmas everyday but why did that not happen? Bummer. Despite that Leather Goddesses of Phobos is hot, hot hot. Hot I say. How hot? Just look at the screen print below. 

Don't be disappointed. Remember how hot literacy was in the 1980s?

It's a bit like the Doctor (Who?) boasting how a library full of books is the best weapon in the world. Whatever Doc, where are my Leather Goddesses Overlords? The alphabet is not sexy, useful but overrated at best. I'd love to say happy christmas everybody but I'm still waiting to be enslaved by them Wonderful Goddesses aka Martian Creatures. [11] 

Again: where's the leather?

Disappointed? Don't be. Read my [Leather] Goddesses New Years Eve update.

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[1] Speaking of the Doctor. Thanks to the first female Timelord [2] ever, I finally figured out the true meaning of the Tardis. As usual: more on that later. I just had to do that. And no, the Tardis is still not being made by Ikea.

[2] As seen on TV, Technically Doctor Ruth comes before Jody - Wacko Timetrash - Whittaker.

[11] Those Wonderful Goddesses are not Martian Creatures to be exact, you say? Because Phobos is a moon orbiting the red planet. Do I look like a rocket scientist? Who cares. Don't you have anything better to do, liking harassing the Grinch with all that mumbo jumbo?

And What Is Your Biggest Kink Regret?

A dream forever out of reach. 

What man in his right mind can resist these two smiling dommes? 

After hearing the gospel of 'things can only get better', this Sunday, in an attempt to head off the fifth wave, [1] the Netherlands went into full lock down again. Just like last year, shortly before Christmas. Clearly somebody hates Christmas more than I do, which I don't, it's the Grinch whom I despise from the bottom of my heart.

Apart from getting sick or dying, Covid-19 has wreaked havoc on almost anything and anyone these past two years. Over here in Holland, the government closed down primary schools to force parents to work from home. UNICEF wasn't happy - nor were the parents - but what can they do? Secondary schools also closed down and many students haven't been in a class room for over a year. Sports clubs have gone under, same with choirs and other clubs. The elderly have have literally died from loneliness. Everybody you ask rattles of more victims of Covid-19 without hesitation and every time you're surprised just how wide and deep the impact is. The only 'winners' so to speak seem to be supermarkets. People are literally stuffing themselves.

At least staying at home allows me some more time for other stuff, like online surfing. The other day I read an interesting question. What is your biggest regret when it comes to kink? Most people wrote about the missed opportunity of never being able to visit the OWK, but why would you wanna go to a sub-par place where everybody - including visiting dommes - has to submit to one woman's [2] limited view on what femdom is and is not?

Others wrote about not being more adventurous but that's a double edged sword, kinky risks can easily translate into real world danger. Basically I don't do regrets but if I did, I'd limit myself to a shorter time period, say, like for instance the past year. Don't know why Berlin's Studio Avalon closed down earlier this year but not visiting there is probably my biggest regret for 2021. [3] The place always had this magical vibe, but what really drew me is the domina team. It always felt rather unique. Still curious about all of them. A couple of names stand out, like two true leather goddesses [more on the Leather Goddesses of Phobos tomorrow, finally] Herrin Mercedes and Lady Pascal in today's mast head image. Clearly I'm not nearly as masochistic as I should be because it brings me no joy never to be able to experience what I desire. And you? What's your regret?

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[1] And no, once we reach the inevitable 11th wave I won't celebrate. D'oh. Covid-19 doesn't make me smile, 11 does.

[2] Or the men and women behind queen Patricia who came up with the money.

[3] My biggest regret for 2020 is not winning the lottery. As usual, I forgot to buy tickets but otherwise I would have applied for a month-long session at Avalon. If only.

How To Make It on OnlyFans

'A horny stranger threatening to lick someone’s underarms, but it might be one of the most charming TV moments of 2021'

Alex Sim-Wise preparing a foot fetish shoot.

Remember OnlyFans? Of course you do. It's the content platform that tried to ban porn, which is about 90 percent of its output, earlier this year only to reverse itself a couple of days later. Initially it blamed payment processors but an Axios article suggests porn made it impossible for Only Fans to attract outside investors who are wary of reputation risk or are sometimes outright banned from investing in adult entertainment. Of course with only 10 percent of your business left, there is little that will excite investors.

Even more fascinating than it's financial angle is OnlyFans' content. In a review for The Guardian Joel Golby hits exactly the right note by alternating between being non-judgemental and surpise of what kind of fetishes sell on Only Fans. The best thing however about the documentary is that it show adult content creators as ordinary folks going through their lives. We're all human after all. (Hey, it's almost Christmas.) 

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[1] The Watcher review: How to Make It on OnlyFans: the foot porn scene alone is Bafta-worthy 

[2] How to Make It on OnlyFans is on UK's Channel 4.