The Handmaid's Tale Is For Real

Dystopia arrived while you were sleeping

Gilead, Yapoo, without the freedom to choose there is little difference.

It never made sense to look at the past as today's arbiter of everything. As time moves on, the world changes beyond recognition. There are no similarities for the digital age, so why look for them in some trogladyte cave?. Search for the answers in the here and now. Besides, nobody is omnipotent or all-knowing, past, present or future.

Cunk on Femdom Part Four - Scientific Foundations

Salvador Dalí – Venus in Furs – Negresses, Les Negresses, 1969 [3].

Some 200 years ago German author Heinrich Heine famously said “Where they burn books, they will ultimately burn people also” Today in Cunk on Femdom the hidden link between witches and the 20 to one domme deficit. Plus much more. After all I [Philomena Cunk] am a landmark documentary presenter.

Episode FOUR: Marquis de Sadé and Leopold von Sacher Masoch: Scientific foundations of femdom

by Philomena Cunk

We can all agree the Dark Ages were pretty much wasted on femdom. And yet, to this day dominant women refuse to take advantage of the latest scientific insights into what torture can do for you. Just don't ask what it does to him. Even worse, the Dark Ages were truly a dark time for women. The printing press was invented and subsequently men were considered superior and women inferior. And you know how the Dark Ages really got their name? Because of the black ink they used for printing texts that eventually subdued women. But it got worse.

'My Life as Inukai-san's Dog'

犬になったら好きな人に拾われた。

Rika Darren and her dog at the Folsom streetparade 2003

What can be more innocent than a girl walking her cute canine? Welcome to 'My Life as Inukai-san's Dog.' The story goes something like this: high school boy turns into a dog. Don't ask, some things just happen. Luckily, Inukia-san, she is his highschool crush, takes him in. Owner and owned live happily ever after. Why wouldn't he? As they come home, Inukai takes her pet with her into bath. This is where you're supposed to shout: objection, your honour. Or not.

Yapoo's Slave Taxi 2.0

Not only lady Daria's Warsaw prison is being upgraded, over 11.000 km away (driving distance) so is Yapoo's slave taxi. Back in 2016 it was a minivan that picked up slaves, and transported them - all lock, stock and collar - to their destiny. Looking back on it, it feels a bit like the hotel California. We all know what happens when you check in there.

Yapoo is a label know for it's scat videos. Personally I feel the risks are to great so it's not for me. Doesn't make their videos any less fascinating. Not because of the scat part but because they're original, brutal, creative and clearly lots of fun for the mistresses involved. As for the slaves, I guess many slaves regret the violent clash between fantasy and reality after their head was locked under mistress' caviar chair.

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?

Air Neocorona

[air as in airtist]

Mile high club femdom style. [Image: Neocorona]

After Castlevania season three popped up on my BDSM radar, I frowned. Rule 34 inevitably scares me. After which I did a little online research. My blog's readers deserve the best. Clearly Google is a man because the search engine gets it wrong more often than not.

Comfy Reading

Some guys have all the luck

No clothes for him means no blurred lines. Or am I the only one thinking of that song?

Once you start a series of blog posts, it's hard to stop. One thing leads to another. Two days ago I found the above image and made a mental note to blog about it. Current affairs (see yesterday's post) took over and in the end everything comes together nicely.

The image above is not the whole picture. No doubt naked men are sexy but so are women reading books. And of course kinky Japanese stuff like the yapoo, despite the fact it was never meant that way. Like I said, things start to happen once you begin to write. Even by those standards, the combination of yesterday's and today's post is pretty cool. After all, there's nothing sexier than a woman reading a book. 

Nzingha Mbande 400 Years Later

Politician Charles Michel. Or how to betray 500 million people because you crave public humiliation on an absurd scale.

Real slaves spend their working hours in the real world where what we do matters. Not EU politician Charles Michel, AKA Mr. Weasel to whom the world is the biggest stage to be publicly humiliated, ever. 

Herrin Xena from Germany with her dog slave thingy. Ursula von der Leyen would wish she had even half the personal gravity of Herrin Xena. Any similarity between both women is fictional.

Once April arrives my dreams get even more vivid than normal. Spring, power tools, a smile to die for and Angola just to name a few. Not exactly dreaming of the country itself - never been there - but of Nzingha Mbandi. Queen Mbandi (1583–1663) was the ruler of the Ambundu Kingdoms of Ndongo (1624–1663) and Matamba (1631–1663), located in present-day northern Angola.

Pssst, Wanna Buy Femdom Shampoo?

For those who miss Tumblr, there's now an alternative. BDSMLR is a copy of Tumblr, only less sophisticated. It's where I found this image. Despite the fact it's an ad and not a femdom image, the women in red ooze femdom. Looking at their hair, their probably from a different planet, perhaps the Empire of a Hundred Suns from the Yapoo novels.

Namio Harakuwa, Japanese Femdom Illustrator, Passes Away at Age 72-73

An early drawing from the 1960s or beginning of the 1970s by Namio Harakuwa for the magazine Kitan Club. (source: Kinbaku Today)

Mr. Harakuwa (春川ナミオ) was born in 1947, shortly after the end of the Second World War in Osaka. His artist name was made up combining the name of film actress Harukawa Masumi with an anagram of the name Naomi. A Fool's Love (痴人の愛) is a 1924-1925 novel by Japanese author Jun'ichirō Tanizaki (谷崎 潤一郎) with Naomi as its sadistic heroine. [1] [2]

Japanese Mistress Bible

And yes another blog recommendation, but only if you can ready Japanese. [Working on it, working on it. I'll start any moment now.] [1] [2]

Raw power. Can I be your Forest Gump, my queen? Please? (Image: Kitagawa Pro, found on Buchi)

Back in early 2017 Ron mailed me about Yapoo's Market and queen Naomi Asano and her vision on femdom and BDSM. Included was a link to a Japanese blog about the historiography of Japanese femdom video work in the past 20 or 30 years.

The scans on the blog are from old "Mistress Bible" magazines as far as I can understand. But I can't read the Japanese Interview of our Femdom Amaterasu Naomi Asano, nor feed a translation program with the Japanese script, Ron concludes.

A Domme Is Not An Evil Overlord

Obviously "Overlord" is the vanilla equivalent of the Other World Kingdom (OWK). For those ladies and gentlemen that are pure of heart, please ignore.

What comes next is a long story. Did Dutch learn anything? I vaguely remember rule 33 dealing with formal occassions. And something about hot leather outfits, cool! Enter mistress Saint Lawrence [first on the left] - supreme sadist with a heart - and friends.

Clearly I was onto something when I wrote about the new 007 née James Bond. And no, Gillian Anderson doesn't get the part. Literally lost in translation is the fun of the baddie torturing Mr. License to Kill, allowing him to escape before serious harm disables him. Very soon that license will be transferred to a woman and nobody who's into femdom understands the point of making a female slave suffering for her master. There goes the franchise.

Can't remember how I stumbled upon it, but some people do have a lot of free time on their hands. Not one, but two people simultaneously started compiling a list of major pitfalls to be avoided if you want to live happy ever after as an evil overlord. And because I crave to serve, I humbly translate 11 of the best for those mistresses we all worships and obey. Nothing else we can do, once we fall under the spell of our Infallible Overlady. Or is there?

Somebody's Watching Me

But Who?

Dutch continues to bow his head to true female supremacy.

Actress Aurora Marion plays Her Royal Highness The Unbreakable Spy Princess.

Despite the fact that the Doctor was either born in 1963 ["An Unearthly Child"] or is at least 11 centuries old, I was into kink - born this way 'n' stuff - before I knew who Doctor Who was. Still, I met the Doctor long before I kneeled before mistress the very first time. Don't worry, it'll only gets more complicated from here on.

Not gonna tell you why I blog about a particular TV show, but trust me, it's for the best. I always have the best reasons. My English, on the other hand, is not the best, sorry for that. Anyway, imagine my surprise watching the Timelord stumbling through this year's Christmas episode. Technically the first half was on New Year's Day 2020, with the conclusion aired a couple of days later. The second half of Spyfall features Two Women I wrote about Last Christmas, ca. December 25th, 26th, 2018. I'm a bit slow, I know. And yes as of last Christmas the latter is also a movie, which was kind of inevitable.

Before you continue, a warning. My predictive powers are simply awesome when it comes to Doctor Who and this post includes actual spoilers for series 12 [2020] of Doctor Who. On top of that - psychokinetic stuff and so on - it alsmost certainly contains spoilers for upcoming episodes. Please tread careful from here on. Or better, stop reading altogether.

Voyage of the Damned

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Twist 'n' Shout - Toilet Paper Edition

Public service announcement from the country that brought you Yapoo, the human furniture. 

When mistress' best use for you as her slave is that of a human toilet paper holder, you either need to upgrade your slave skills or your mistress.

Whether you like it or not, the 50/50 happiness rule also applies to femdom even if you pride yourself on being the most submissive creature on the planet. In the end, your suffering and devotion must have positive meaning.

Enter the realm of boredom. Mistress may love it to dress you up as a prop and discard you, but if your only thought - even with nipple clamps on - is one of boredom, the game is up.

Suffering, submission, selflessness and devotion are all emotions that can bring about happiness, one way or another. Boredom is the absence and opposite of emotion, positive or negative. The only lesson it teaches you is to move on sooner next time.

Don't ask me about the difference between boredom and bondage, it's a question I cannot answer. The best I can do is to explain that to me boredom equals loneliness while bondage symbolizes two people, mistress and slave both surrendering part of who they are in a most complicated manner. If all of this confuses you, no worries, it's cocktails by the beach time for uncollared slaves like me. Loving it.

It's just that today's image resonates with me for two reasons. Those few precious seconds every single day when you are allowed to serve must hurt like hell. Usually that's part of the plan. It's also boring as hell, something even the femdom police frowns upon. Time to up your game.

Mistress Sidonia's Champagne Gag

Gags and mistress' champagne go surprisingly well together in a deliciously devious and highly creative English Mansion video clip.

Happy mistress, happy slave. Femdom at its finest at the crossroads of creativity and wickedness.

It's always risky to confess your love of gags, even if you need them purely for practical reasons. People immediately begin whispering just how suspicious it is, Dutch writing posts featuring images of gagged female submissives, even when it's appropriate writing an article on quack science and women wearing gags. Gags also look better on female submissives. And no I'm no closet male dom, it's just that we men are the uglier sex, which also means we are the lucky ones.

Femdom's Final [Sci Fi] Frontier

Houston, Houston, Do You Read?

In a peaceful world without men, what would be the impact of just three of them? A 1967 sci fi novels deals with that topic, raising additional questions about gender-roles, patriarchy and feminism.

Wave the flag (Image: Greatest SF)

After reading my post on femdom sci fi and Star Wars, Subboyjoy sent an interesting suggestion, proving once again that kink and sci fi are indeed connected.

Femdom, Sci Fi and Star Wars

Sci-Fi has always served as an inspiration for people interested into role play - and kink. Today, the ninth Star Wars movie is being released. Time to mix some kink with Star Wars.

Oh, the force is with me all the time.

Midway through December, the holidays just around the corner, it's time for a little banter. In the almost five years that my blog has been up and running, I've often advocated not to take your kink too seriously. Don't worry, I say the same thing about life. Anything I do take seriously? Yes, love, not the easiest of topics, especially not in a community where most believe submission is about matters of the heart rather than their own animal desires.

The Beast Yapoo III: Translation in Progress

The Beast Yapoo has been translated in several languages, but not English. Finally someone has made a start with it.

If you look at the cannon of BDSM books, three books stand out. First there is The 120 Days of Sodom written by Marquis the Sade, the words sadism and sadists are derived from his name. Then there is Venus in Furs a novella written by the Austrian author Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, the namesake for the word masochism.

The Beast Yapoo II: Absolute Existence - Mistress Naomi Asano

Naomi Asano is the founder of Yapoo, the legendary Japanese femdom video label. A repost of two lengthy translations found elsewhere that capture the essence of mistress Naomi's philosophy. Hint: it is not about boy worships girl. It has something to do with human cattle.

Few mistresses will ever rise to the level of femdom royalty. No need to be famous. There is a simple reason for that. In the end it is all about the woman - not the domme. Only a few women – not dommes - have what it takes. I once met one of them. Don’t know if slaves are allowed to be happy. If not I’m the world’s biggest sinner. She left her mark on me, forever – on the inside that is. No-one will ever know – how poetic – just the two of us. Then again, it’s the inside that counts, don’t you agree?