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10 Rules in Femdom Relationship 1. Respect for Women2. Submission to Female Authority3. Service to Mistress4. Female Body Worship5. Obedience Training & Discipline6. Tease & Denial7. Enforced Male Chastity & Strict Orgasm Control8. Strap-On
Rules Regarding Pubic Hair on Submissive MenThe Submissive man must endeavor to embody all that it feminine and submissive. Simply put: hair is masculine, hairless is feminine. And he  must be feminine.Pubic hair serves to conceal a man’s genitals
You know the rules.One month of chastity to see my tits.Six months to eat me out.Get your tongue over here. Now.
onlyshecums: Coin Flip Rules For My Husband for 2016. Any time he makes me cum, he earns ONE coin flip. Any tail means he gets denial, and his head-count is reset to zero. If he manages to get three heads in a row without getting a tail, he earns a ruine
The rules are simple.If I win, I fuck you in the ass with a strapon, then lock you in chastity for six months.If you win, you get to fuck me in the ass, then I lock you in chastity for only one month.Sound fair?
You’re being such a good girl, sissy! Now that you’ve passed our initiation, you will be a permanent slave to the dungeon. Keep sucking on his cock and I’ll tell you the rules of membership.First year members will undergo complete chastity. You
I have the keys, I make the rules.
I have the pussy, so I make the rules.Any questions?
The rules are simple.One release from chastity a month.You only get to jerk. No more fucking.When you cum, you eat every drop.
(via Slave Men Used as Punching Bags) WHAT A FABULOUS IDEA!!! I would need at least a dozen ‘bags’. I fear seven days would likely not be enough 'recovery time’ to provide Me a fresh, unbruised and broken canvas. The raw power and
Winter brings with it many challenges. But with challenges come opportunities! Like…how can I make these slovenly, disgusting things’ pitiful existence any more agonizing? An excellent start…don’t you think?
My absolute all time favorite work of erotic art. The ultimate scene of Female Sadism. Watching Her bring Herself to orgasm while Her companion shoots arrow after arrow into the staked down slave just says it all. Is there anything more erotic than
Ready to take one for the team??? I’m going to beat you so hard your ancestors will bleed!
slave-759432: No rights for males “Faster bitch, faster. How do you expect me to win if you don’t go faster? There is only three months left till the Female Supremacy Olympic Games, and I want to take first in the male slave chariot race. This
A proud day for you daughter. Today on your fourteenth birthday, you take an important step in the journey toward your full embrace of your Dominance and Supremacy over the lowly male creatures over whom you will enjoy your life of privilege. Today,
Another tale from the New World Order… “Dear diary, An exciting and important step today in My growth as a Superior in the New Femdom Gynarchy. I recorded My first kill. The first of what will no doubt be many as I grow and embrace My
Makes One wonder WHY Women tolerated life in a male dominated society for so long. It’s so obvious Who is Superior. Who holds the power. Who is so much more suited to rule and rule ruthlessly. Look at the pasty, fat, pudgy and hairy slug shackled
I put away her baby shoes. Now, She is a beautiful, powerful and privileged Female. She has fully embraced Her birthright. To celebrate Her first kill, I had the shoe bronzed. A permanent reminder of the power She now possesses.
You saw this vision seven blocks back, waiting to cross the intersection. You were transfixed. Alarmed that this beautiful, confident Female would dress so powerfully, so outrageously out on the busy downtown on a weekday afternoon. You blew off the
Under female supremacy, male demeanor is reverent, humble and obedient. Any seeming lapse in humility is punished. Mistress Owners are individualistic. Each perfects methods for assuring male compliance to the required proprieties. The Mistress Owner
(via Women Who Volunteer to Punish Men) My lord! Every word of the above is music to My ears. I especially love the part of the males kneeling in place listening to the screams coming from the torture rooms and beginning to cry and sob! This would
The culling of the ranks during the annual festival celebrating the New World Order. The entertainment of the moment? This poor miscreant, plucked from the ranks and chased around the square on horseback and under the whip until it collapses from
In days of old, Warriors would prepare for battle. War paint applied Armor placed on them They would ride into battle not knowing if they would prevail…be victorious. I too, apply the war paint. I slither into the skins of the conquered
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
Finding uses for the otherwise useless ‘things’ around My home. Like a nice place to park My drink or settle My leather clad ass upon.
(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 come to finally. Groggy…confused. you try to move but can’t. Your chained tight to bolts in the floor. your left eye is swollen near shut and your other sees only through a haze. your lip is split open. your nose feels broken&hellip
Don’t delude yourself . We don’t dress to please you or turn you on. When I slither into tight leather, slide My feet down into a nice pair of Louboutin spikes, and stand in the mirror, I do it for ME! I’m like the ancient warrior
This…is going to hurt you sooooo much more than it hurts Me, My pet. But then, that’s why you exist…after all. To calm and quench the sadistic storm that builds and builds inside Me. I’m afraid this one isn’t going to
Routines could become boring. But this one just never seems to for Me. I’m awakened with soft kisses to My feet from My sissy chambermaid. A bath is drawn. A massage follows. Breakfast on the veranda. A little shopping with friends is in
Yes Stacie, this is My little brother I told you so much about. Isn’t that a sight. he looks like the holiday turkey…all tied and trussed up like that…doesn’t he? I’ve kept him like that since Thursday. I just slide
Superman had his cape. Batman had his tricked out car. Thor had his hammer. Well I have something too! And when I step into them…woe be to anyone or anything that gets in My way!
I adore taking My property out for a night on the town. I love people’s reactions. Children stare…and parents admonish them. Some laugh nervously. Teenagers usually snicker. The women? Well they stare as well. Then they look at their
Until society wakes up and comes to grips with the inevitability of Female rule and male subjugation, I’ll continue to dress up My property as a respectable ‘chauffeur type’. Once back in the privacy of the penthouse, a few well placed
Always there. Always ready. Should I need something to drink in the middle of the night. Or perhaps relieve Myself without getting up. it may moan softly if it endured a beating that night. Or I might hear a little jangle of it’s chain as it
(via Bargain Slave Kennels) What a fabulous idea! Lord knows what trouble these things would get into if left alone at the estate during a long holiday. (Not to mention the near constant self gratification that You KNOW would occur!
Come boys! Come worship at The Towers. Find peace by accepting your place in the New Order. And yes, that ‘place’ is down HERE! If you’re not kissing them and licking them, you’ll damn we’ll be under them. Stop resisting
“he seems to be slowing down.” “Yes, well we have been riding around town all evening”. “Should We stop and switch pedicabs?” “Heavens no darling! Why should WE be inconvenienced? It’s the third world.
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
I love everything about them…except… I can’t see the blood. White next time!
Once you realize they’re not even human…just some lab rat and nothing more…it really takes the shackles off Our sadistic imagination. They’ll beg for death. And We won’t even give them That!
(via Feminization & Sissification Class)
youngdominatrix: JOIN EUROPE’S LARGEST AMATEUR COMMUNITY - MYDIRTYHOBBY! This one shows the marks of ownership. The telltale scars, scrapes and heel marks all over that wonderfully vulnerable skinny body. The grey toned grime on the chest that shows
It’s easy to understand… She has the Pussy, so she makes the rules. Now get on your knees for Goddess. Know your place. Obey.
Some athletes stare in the mirror as they armor up for the contest. They might pace back and forth in the locker room. Me, I just glance back over My shoulder and take a nice long look down those gleaming leather boots. Trace My fingers around those
Slay the dragon. Skin the dragon. Wear the dragon. Be…the dragon!
Things are so much more peaceful and orderly here in My village since WE took over rule and instituted the New Order. I’m free to roam casually down the streets and paths. Every male instinctively falls prostrate, nose to the ground, at the mere
The Utopia of Female Rule. See any men around? What? No leering or whistling construction workers? They’ve all been rounded up. Neutered, eliminated or safely chained and caged facing a short lifetime of forced labor. Finally…
House Rule #377 When the door shuts, and My heels hit the tile… IF…I do not feel…within five seconds…a set of lips against My instep… I start breaking things. And I don’t mean the china.
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.
Even in the new world order of absolute Female dominion, Lauren would occasionally come across a disrespectful boy. Missed in the endless roundups. Perhaps clueless to the new protocol. Failing to drop to his knees, daring to make eye contact. Sigh…there
Listening in mild amusement to one of My slaves stutter and stammer it’s way through a litany of excuses for not completing all the chores on its VERY long list. But soon amusement gives way to annoyance…then indignation. In a few beautifully violent
A chaotic and unruly world. It would be an orderly and well mannered one under the powerful heels of Female Dominion. It’s there for the taking Ladies. The power to seduce, entrap, enslave and rule! Feel it wash over you every time you slither
In the future world of Absolute Female Dominion, Ladies of means often escape for a weekend to one of the distant conquered planets to which males have been exiled. They hunt down the defenseless men out in the wasteland, equipped with all the latest
Countess Demereaux enjoyed a longstanding tradition at Her estate. Every Christmas She would have Her vast staff of servants and their children assemble around the elaborately decorated tree. One by one, each servant nervously sent their child forward.
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
you’re a rich little boy. Aren’t you! Raised just so. Taught all the proper manners. Always deport yourself appropriately. I bet your mother even had one of those proper debutantes all picked out for you to marry someday. Carry on all the
Poor little Justin. you had it all little boy. you had ME!But that wasnt enough for you! The lying. The cheating. The remarks and insults fed to the tabloids.Well now you want to come crawling back ehhh? Like I couldn’t see that coming.Well the
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?
