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I stepped in dog shit n the way in slave. I knew I hadn’t fed you since last weekend. Wasn’t that considerate of Me slave???
When I leave the estate for some shopping fun, I like to keep My husband in the loop on My whereabouts. A bit of a challenge as I always leave him hanging from his wrists, arms bound behind his back over the blood drain in the dungeon floor. It’s
It’s always bad news for a male when two of its Superiors get together to team up on it. The Goddesses tend to feed off each other’s sadism and things can quickly turn into a delightful game of ‘oneupsmanship’. Sometimes they
Proper protocol…so very important. The beautiful boots that are about to walk all over you and rip you to shreds must be worshipped reverently both before the beating, as a show of respect and resignation to your fate…and afterward…a
(via Boot Worship Predicament) I’m posting something fun from femdomocracy about creating a losing situation for your slave. Offering a privilege and reward and then rigging the game to make it impossible to achieve. Impossible, and yes, quite painf
Mmmmmmmmmm…I just can’t explain why seeing you in such agony and abject misery just makes Me so deliriously happy slave. Why I get so much pleasure in seeing you like this and in making you suffer. How I get such a creative rush out of conco
(via Slave Man’s Renewed Dedication) THIS is definitely how I would run My Re-Dedication Day. Superb!
mistress-scarlet-captions: mouth soaping and cold shower. Proper discipline.https://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/ And yet you still adore Me. Even after such well deserved abuse. I just love how the simple male submissive mind works!
I rule with an iron fist and will. Fear keeps the dregs in line!
Take note males of the species. If you see Me out, walking back from the Starbucks, don’t think you can ogle and whistle at Me. A snap of My fingers and My bodyguards will be on you in a flash! I know you didn’t expect to visit My flat this
I enjoy this quiet time…enjoying a cig…watching you just hang there, twisting. Listening to your labored breathing and the occasional faint moan. No doubt your little brain is contemplating what I might have in store for you this evening.
Welcome to your new home. you’ll spend most of your nights here. Oh, and when I’m away of course! I’m told it makes you animals feel more safe and secure to be confined like this. All the creature comforts an animal like you should need.
Take note of all that is right and proper in the New Order. The slave is naked. The Mistress fashionably attired. The slave is exhausted and dirty from his task. The slave’s knees are unprotected from the rocks and rough terrain. The Mistress&
No pads. Pick the roughest terrain for Your ride. When they stumble, stay in place and simply beat them until they raise You back up to Your exalted position. Ride them til they collapse from exhaustion. If the whip fails to raise them up…dismoun
At the end of the day, a work slave is responsible for completing it’s full assignment. When an inspection proves otherwise, it must be shown it’s place. And…the point driven home.
Remember Ladies….don’t ‘step off’ your kill without taking a few trophy shots. They’re great to pleasure Yourself to later!
(Sizing up My husband’s newest acquisition for Me…) “Groggy? It’s the drugs dear. I know I know…your head is pounding and the sun hurts your eyes. Happens every time they pull the hood off. you know, people think
See the looks on these little monkeys’ faces? My girlfriend/lover and I just broke the news to them that We’re having another little ‘contest’. A 'hands free’ beatdown. Only legs and heels allowed. The first slave that
That lowly footstool might well be the lucky one this day.
Sigh…. Poor thing. All cold and shivering from your long night chained to the concrete floor down here in the cellar. Weak from days without food. Well, that’s the way I like you. Weakened, frightened, trembling uncontrollably. It just
Certainly I dress to arouse. To entice. Myself included! But today eclipses mere fashion and style. I reached for a very special pair. Engineered to perfection. Lethal. Carefully crafted for pain and destruction. And…I’m on the hunt.
I have many pursuits in My lavish and decadent life that bring Me happiness. Spending lavishly, fine dining, travel to exotic places. Even something so droll as relaxing on the yacht, sipping champagne and reading a book. But I will confess…nothin
“Crawl in here My pathetic little chastity slave. The boy I brought home from the club… a REAL man!…just filled up My ass with his load. Remember when I allowed you to make your ill-fated attempt at that? How your limp, tiny cock just shriveled
“So My Little pet. My property. Here’s the lovely little game I’ve devised for this evening. When I turn the hourglass over, and the sands start to empty down…I’ll part My legs and you do your absolute best to bring Me
(via Excess Male Slaves Sold for Bargain Prices) I could never take a pass on such a bargain. the thought of a world where surplus males, albeit a bit damaged, were available at bargain prices for ‘experimentation’??? Like… How
You really screwed up this time Carmine! Talking with the Feds? Really? You know what happens when you double cross the mob! So now Johnny says “Hey Carm…let’s go for a ride down to the club”. You get in the back…alone.
A Lady never walks around unprepared. She never knows what ‘delights’ the pavement may serve up this day. Success…is preparation…meeting opportunity!
Hmmmm… Daddy said he was having a maintenance man from his building come up to look at the door to Our penthouse this morning. It’s been sticking. And so I wait…and anticipate. I always dress like this when I know one’s coming. he’ll waddle
I’m going for a ride slave. A hard ride. Stay by the phone. I may call and need to be picked up.
Confession time… I LOVE it when the shoes come out…and they get that look on their face. How they start backing away…into a corner. A really really bad move btw. And then the trembling. And the whimpering. Ohhhhhhhhh I can’
Any of you still out there scurrying around…running free? Well count the minutes. Because I’m rich, I’m spoiled, I’m entitled and I get what I want. And I want YOU against MY skin and filling My wardrobes!
My charmed life is so effortless. My personal attendant consuela prepares My bath, washes Me, pats Me dry and then dresses Me for the evening’s fun. I MAY raise an arm to allow her to zip a gown up. That’s about it. she reverently raises each
polyfetishist: Darkest Femdom erotica including Emma S. SENSUAL SADIST When the Wife comes to the Re-training facility to pick up hubby…“No no no! This absolutely won’t do. he looks like he’s enjoying himself!”“I
“Whose turn to go first?” “"FIRST??? Haha…look at him! Old,weak. he’ll never make it to a second turn!” “Coin flip then?” “Nooooo…You go ahead. I almost enjoy watching you break
Ooops! Shouldn’t have been in My way.
I’m off to the Plaza Del Torres for a lovely afternoon of pageantry, agony, death and triumph. Did I mention I have ‘matador fantasies’? It’s why I always dress the part. In bull hide of course! Hahahaha…
Something about leather. Beautiful, soft, smooth leather. So taut against My skin. So primal in its intoxicating fragrance. The creak of it as I move My body. Contemplating the suffering that undoubtedly occurred to bathe Me in its magnificence. A littl
At the winter residence. Soon the copter will land and whisk Me off to slaughter a herd of reindeer. Just to get Me in the holiday mood! Hahahahahahaha….
Some days…You just need to get your ‘mean on’ early…and then keep,it going all day long!
Roses? Nice…but really? Certainly not what I want, nor what I NEED! Yes, you will atone for having to be reminded of this again! NOW…I shall expect you here, kneeling before Me within the hour. And you damn well better have brought
Getting all settled in for a nice evening of binge watching that new series everyone’s buzzing about. And you know, even a good thing can be made better if I know you’re in agony and suffering mightily beneath My spikes the entire time!
What’s that old saying? Build a better mousetrap… And the world will beat a path to your door? Well….
I acquired a sprawling new cattle ranch operation last month. I finally visited today and was given the full tour. At the mid point, we passed a large building with many head lined up outside. “What exactly is that building?” I asked.
I could watch them work the bitch over for hours on end. Like pulling wings off butterflies. But I don’t even have to get My hands dirty. It’s enough just knowing it’s all happening under My ‘baton’.
Really no different than a mouse. Less fur perhaps. But squeals quite nicely. And that’s really what matters after all!
Picking up the new nanny at the airport. She will look after the boys while I’m away on extended assignment. I thought she would be tired from her long flight from France. But she seems very very anxious to meet the boys and to get started.
I’ll raise the hood. You’ll see Me and stop. Maybe you’ll get lucky? Or maybe…when you’re on the ground checking under the car for that mysterious noise I described… you feel something sharp and pointed slam
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Phillip…I’m sure you know why I’ve called you in here today. The sales report tells the sad tale. Another month of not meeting your quota. you’re bringing down the team. I know you remember how this goes…from last time.
Ohhh…I didn’t expect to see anyone down here this late. Ummmmm….can you tell Me? What’s the best way to get blood put of a shirt? A LOT of blood! I ummmmmm….got a little carried away. Ohhhh…..well…Sure!
Every night now…She feels the ache. Right around sunset. She is like a vampire thirstng for blood. An addict needing Her nightly fix. And the need, the desire, grows stronger and more obsessive each passing night. Ever since that one fateful
I know I don’t look like your typical farm girl. But I do soooo look forward to slaughter days. I have My own special methods. Sigh…terribly inefficient. But immensely entertaining. Good things can’t be rushed. Don’t you
So much fun! The physicality. The brute force. The smack of the impact. Watching them crumble…fall…writhe in pain. But the absolute best part? Commanding them to get back up…to spread em…and watching them do it! Over and
It’s the dead of winter and I’ve had Reginald drive Me down to where the homeless collect down under the bridge. Some nights I can’t decide whether to poison them or just sit comfortably in the limo and watch them freeze. I just know
Head to toe…in the skins of the slaughtered. If it doesn’t bleed… If it doesn’t cry when it’s killed… I don’t wear it! Cruelty and decadence. Such an intoxicating potion!
The still of early morning. There’s a crispness in the air. A peaceful quiet.But if you listen closely…You can hear the far off snaps of the traps springing shut. The occasional faint cry or yelp. Sounds that bring a smile to My face.
My older sister…waiting…for me to get out of detention. I didn’t even do anything wrong. Other kids broke the window, but I got the blame. It won’t matter to Her. Just another excuse to beat me to a pulp, kick and stomp me til
Nothing gets the privilege of adorning My body…touching My skin…lest it first suffers and bleeds for that privilege.My game. My rules.The more the merrier. My closets are vast.
Happy times…A strong, wealthy and powerful man. And yet completely servile and uncompromising in its devotion.“NO LIPS, NO TONGUE!! Just breathe. Deep. Get your ugly little snout right into the arch and breathe deeply.”Hahahaha…I
Ahhhh…good afternoon My little pet. Ive come to check on you again!Poor baby! you look so miserable all staked down there on the roof of this abandoned warehouse. Whats the matter?? No low flying planes come by? To spot you and call in a rescue?
