Praise the Internet

Save some hiccups, technological progress mostly has ups.

Oldest surviving image of mistress and slave, ca 11.000 BCE, predating the Flintstones by 1111 years (plus or minus 34 years). Not sure about her choice of toys. Troglodyte goofball looks happy though.

More often than not I've cursed the internet when it comes to femdom. Yes, I was happy to discover there were others like me. That was before the rise of the online findommes. [1] And if that isn't bad enough, how about the regular articles in women's magazines on how to feel powerful if you're down and out? Be a domme for a day and make all your problems wash away. Not. Attention for BDSM has not only lead to Fifty Shades but also increased attention on television. Sadly, all we're good for is being portrayed as freaks - #never normal - loosers or those cast away by mother nature herself. I beg to differ but rather spend my energy on something else.

Sunday Morning Gone Sour

L'amour toujours sometimes hurts 

Just like humblers suck! Only have myself to blame. Love it. I guess. Just not today.

Mistress An Li turning his world upside down.

Continued from Saturday's post. I'm sorry to inform you but there's no petite mort aujourd'hui in Dutch near future this Sunday morning. [Dutch?, that's me and yes things look pretty bleak from my humble point of view.]

Did I mention dreams don't always come true? Blame cruel toys. It's been a long voyage from being a guy in love to one desperate for intimacy. Took me under five seconds. [12] Imagine! Who cares, she wants it just as much as I - and probably more. Sorry to say but the whole man loves woman thing is kind of difficult to initiate right now. Rousing restrictions and so on. Agreed, imagination comes in handy turning dreamy desires into real world results bold enough to awake giants. Not gonna happen? Be quiet and think about it for a moment. Breathe in. Breathe out. Now you are free to surrender.

(I Just) Died in Your Arms

Gimp dreaming of turning the tables on his Love and goddess. For Love and for good.

A while back I wrote about time travel: waking up next to an empty pillow. A series of lovely images of Isabella Sinclaire and her gimp girl is what triggered it. But what if gimpy wakes up only to discover it's mistress, not Sweetie smiling at them? Oops?

Safe and secure. Zero leather. Fully protected.

Linking romance with love and sex is easy. It's harder when it comes to femdom. Obedience does not equal love. Love is about balance. It's a two-way street, think Yin and Yang. Continuous, fluent and never-ending. Light shades laying side by side with dark ones in perfect harmony. Two elements that are both complementary and unique but above all cannot be separated.

Shadows need light to be seen. Yet without shadow light has no meaning. The elegance of yin and yang shows us how the sum is larger than its consecutive parts.

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.