Cunk on Femdom Part One - Of Bambams and Beginnings

Pebbles and Bambam shortly after they got married.

OK, this is not exactly the Peter Tupper version of the history of femdom. Let's say it's inspired by real events. Like me watching Netflix. Don't ask me how I did it but somehow Philomena Cunk has accepted my invitation to write a guest post. Here's Cunk on Femdom. 

Episode ONE: The Big BamBam

by Philomena Cunk

Believe it or not, it all started with the Flintstones and their fellow Troglodytes. One young woman, a baby in fact, deserves particular praise. Her name is Pebbles. As an infant she already beat the crap out of BamBam, hence his name. Later when they got married and he spent to much time in the booze cave, she took her big, wooden bat, hit him over the head and dragged him home by his beard. Yes dear reader, femdom was invented long before the safety razor came along.[2]

All good things come to an end, which is why at the dawn of the Dark Ages - the light switch was yet to be invented - only a handful of femdom havens - were left. Obviously the Amazons were one of them. Lesser known are Atlantis and Shangri La. These days the latter one is best known for hiding the secret base where the Leather Goddesses of Phobos land if they come to visit. Why not Atlantis? Because it's under water and you cannot land under water.

Lady Daria's Warsaw Prison 2.0 Is Open

All of a sudden the sun starts to shine

Lovely smug smile. Lady Daria at her original Warsaw prison

Lovely to see lady Daria of the Warsaw prison again. Even if it was only in yesterday's image. Probably not by accident. We never met in person. But it did make me wonder how Warsaw Prison 2.0 is progressing. Good news, according to lady Daria's Twitter account Warsaw Prison 2.0 is up and running.

Das Zuchthaus III: Prison Application Pending

Excuses, excuses, excuses. Or not?

Previously on Das Zuchthaus: Why is Dutch not in some long forgotten German prison, hauling screams of despair. Privacy perhaps? With das Zuchthaus' latest mailing also came an application form.

Diabolical Dream Team: Frau Aufseherin with lady Daria imprisoning the prisoner.

One thing I've always admired pro-dommes for - apart from their hot outfits and infinite toy bags of course - is superior people skills. Think about it. Random stranger walks into your dungeon. A lifetime of dreams and desires all pent up, and he is pinning his hopes on you. What can go wrong. It's easy to bash them but make no mistake, successful pro-dommes pose excellent people skills, honed over many years, putting us all to shame.

Das Zuchthaus II: Why Am I Not In Prison?

Good question, yes. A wise one?

Always glad to see women wearing leather but this feels rather intimidating.

So let's recap last time. Google - not Beyonce - rules the world. Dutch is afraid to fail. And there are lots of empty prisons becking for me like the sirens of ancient Greece. Why not go and surrender?

Must be horrible to be a prisoner in das Zuchthaus. Such beautiful sounds of despair, lucky volunteers. Almost as if the Addams family has moved to Germany. The other day I got their newsletter slash invitation to the dance. Dutch is one of those guys who cannot dance, not that it stops me. But dancing in the dungeon, all chained up?

Das Zuchthaus I: Voluntary Imprisonment

Up to a point, just wait till the door slams shut

[Previously on Das Zuchthaus...]

Frau Aufseherin presiding over das Zuchthaus

For some reason I'm into history all of a sudden. Not mocking you but my favourite genre on Netflix is documentaries. If you wanna sum up the history of the world in 11 words characters, it goes something like this. Dinosaurs die, long antebellum after which Google - our new overlord - rises.

As almighty overlords come, Google is pretty evil. Why else would it censor alternative forms of happiness. Because Googlecorp stubbornly refuses to understand that happiness comes in unexpected ways you say? Hmmm.

Holding Hands

Cute & Cruel

Kindness, not pain,  will break any man. The really addictive part is just how playful she does it.

'Sweety is in pain. Let me hold his nipple tight to let him know I'm here for him and will support him all the way. Now let's pump it up.'

Was writing a post for some vanilla blog. Music in the background. All of a sudden Seal singin' "I'll be there.

"This   "
is our fork in the road"

Take a Bow

Hardcore happiness at the end of the rainbow

Immersive beauty

You've seen them too. Your first reaction was: "what a bunch of weirdos." But secretly you envy them. How the couple connects, how they click and how their love is beyond compare.

Clearly there's a secret ingredient that makes relationships work. Let's hope scientists - or Gordon Ramsey - never discover the recipe behind it. Let alone Disney and Hallmark.