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Cornered and busted by an angry wife. Don’t fuck with sadistic bitches!
“Bring My punishment Spurs! And the thorn whip. Saddle up the pony in stall 12.” Annoyed… “YES, I know it’s leg is still fractured. I want to test its mettle. Full gallop it up and down the sheer rock formation at the
Punishment horses are a popular home furnishing in many Gynarchic societies. Residing in a small apartment this Domme Owner chose the smallest model.Being an intensely sadistic woman the horse is for recreation. It serves the purpose her dungeon will
blisteredraw: This poor guys bottom is purple and raw already. However, based upon the clear determination that she has on her face and in her swing, he is going to be a lot sorer before she is done with him Someone is obviously into the moment
(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
I rule with an iron fist and will. Fear keeps the dregs in line!
Easily wiped off! No stains, no mess, no fuss. A very important consideration when I ‘play hard’!
See what you’re missing slave! I’ll bet you had no idea…given your limited perspective. No wonder you can’t sit for weeks when I’ve finished with you!
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.
When I ride, I RIDE. When I buckle on the spurs, I make sure the rowels are sharp as a razor. And I USE them! The damn things aren’t there for decoration! I ride until they collapse beneath Me from utter exhaustion. I use the boots on them until
mistress-scarlet-captions: spk72: LOVE hand trampling. Kiss her shoes as she steps on your hand and fingers, she obviously deserves it. https://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/ Why fight it? you’re here for one thing. Our entertainment. And
(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
Good boy! Now, go fetch My spurs. The new ones. I’m anxious to break them in!
You met her the first night of your singles cruise. She was charming, cute. Wearing a sundress and flip flops during the sail away. You hit it off, met for drinks after dinner and she agreed to meet you at the bottom of the gangplank to explore Cozumel
Do you see the rain? IDIOT!! I’m going to count to three. And your body had better be here. Nice and flat. your Goddess needs something to wipe Her soles on. I didn’t order the new Benz with floor mats because I have YOU!
Covered head to toe in skintight leather, I await your arrival. Leather tipped fingers drumming out a beat as I plot your demise. your agony will be legendary!
All those lovely sharp little spikes. Mmmmmmm…what a shame not to put them to good use. Like driving a Maserati and never taking it over 20. So who…or what…is going to step up and be My beautiful open highway today? Hmmmm?
I found Myself sliding around too much on some of the fat pigs I trample. All that sweat and blood makes for bad footing. I could turn an ankle! So I had these lovelies designed to give Me better grip. Now I can really go to town on these piggies!
And believe Me, I DID! I had never kicked, stomped and trampled a slave as hard and long as I did that day years ago. I found My greatest passion. Completely breaking down a male at the ends of My toes and beneath My spiked heels. Intoxicating. Addic
“They’re considered the largest and most fearsome predator on the planet you know” a friend once offered up in conversation. Hmmm….WELL, it doesn’t look soooo powerful now, does it? I remember the moment so well. Even
So very important to stretch before you drag that beast out of its cage and put the pumps to it! It’s the one that’s supposed to get injured! Not YOU!
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.
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
The walls of My penthouse are covered with the heads of those that met My imperial gaze through the crosshairs. The floors are adorned with their skins and hides. My suite of closets are filled with their fur. Such good times! But tonight I’m back
(laughing)… When I inherited My father’s sprawling cattle ranch, My girlfriends reaction was predictable. “Eeeeeeeeew! All those stinky cows? Gross!” My reply? “Girls…you simply need to think outside the box!&rd
On the way to the stables for a hard morning ride. I’ll carefully select the perfect whip and spurs from My vast collection. Then I’ll slowly stride past the stalls, pausing to look in each one…seeing them back away as their eyes widen
“Hmmmmmm… What do you think of that one Leslie? The one hanging around the bronze over there.” “Mmmm…looks a little older than Our ‘usual’. Think he can last a while? I hate it when they crumble after a few
We’re just getting used to them. Olivia was developing shoulder aches from all the shooting. It’s never a clean kill with these things. And you know, We’re perfectly fine with that! Makes it all the more ‘sporting’!
“Where to? Sure, I’ll give you a lift. But…. I need to stop by My place for a few minutes. I need your help moving a piece of furniture. Deal?” Great! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha…..
Another productive day Two more fools fall for the ol’ broken down vehicle/damsel in distress’ trick. I thought these two would never wake up! Well…its time they’re introduced to the rest of their miserable existence. And
Detention would never be the same after the new proctor, Ms Devereaux, took over and told Billy to lay down on his back in front of the blackboard. Now…we keep our heads down, stay quiet as a mouse, and do,our homework!
“GROW! Grow you little bastard! you and your furry little litter mates. Only eight months until the Winter Ball in Quebec! And I plan to take you ALL with Me! The only question? Will I wear a full length coat? Or a thigh length coat? Hahahahaha
Ugh! I can’t even get through the gate to My estate anymore without encountering some filth collecting or begging for some ‘cause’. I alerted security. They’re busy softening him up for Me. But I like to finish them off personall
Oooooh, so many! I don’t know where to start! Hahahahahahaha…
That wonderfully sublime moment…after all that could be broken has been broken. After I’ve milked every ounce of agony I can. And all that’s left is the last tortured little gasp…and the faintest little heartbeat ‘kissing&
The full moon. Careful… It brings out the creatures of the night. you may only hear the faint echo of a spiked heel on the stone pavement. Savor it. The last sound you will hear.
Everything has its place. We certainly know Ours! And now, you know your’s. Down with the animals and the insects!
The supply is endless, the money is fabulous and…I LOVE doing it. Now that’s what ya call a perfect situation!
What’s that old saying? Build a better mousetrap… And the world will beat a path to your door? Well….
Really Alaska! You offer a bounty per head. And then…you place a limit on how many??? No matter. A few grand spread around in the right hands and everybody looks the other way. Now I won’t have to stop,shooting til My shoulder wears
Perfect. Brand new. Not a mark on them. Totally unacceptable. My shoes need to tell a story. So time to get busy. Time to make history. Time to bring death, misery and destruction. Time to put a few notches on the guns.
Let’s play a game. you like games don’t you? Let’s play…Guess The Donor! Because you KNOW how I abhor synthetics! Mmmmmmmm… I can remember that day so clearly. My bloodlust was in overdrive. I just couldn’t
I love the marks, but I just hate it when they scab over and stop bleeding. “BACK ON THE FLOOR SCUM! Let Me open those back up for you.”
I’m on My third. No, I wasn’t that dirty! I just love the feeling…the way they squirm and convulse right before they die.
The teacher’s pet is running detention now. She has a real ‘take no prisoners’ attitude.
The simple bad luck of being born male into a world of absolute Female supremacy. Even a Mother’s own is held in contempt and disdain and is ultimately just more fodder for sadistic enjoyment.
Power, cruelty, dominion, privilege. Such an addictive and intoxicating combination. Just pulling on the boots…hearing that zipper glide along as it hugs the soft leather to My leg…lights the fuse. “FETCH MY DRESSAGE WHIP…AND
Nothing stirs My sadism and stimulates Me like the feel of a squirming, sobbing and suffering body beneath My heels. The visual as I look down and see it pinned there helplessly. The feel of beautiful and deadly stilettos sinking into flesh, wobbling
Whatever end of this view you find yourself on…you must admit, The view…is intoxicating.
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 just love submissives! So damned fun to manipulate and toy with. My little panting photographer today? Well I met him last night on a cruise ship. They had an Alt Lifestyle Mixer before dinner. He took quite a shine to Me. Flirting but extremely
“Gawd, here she comes. Crawling for her tip.” “Ugh…third world scum! Like I need that filth to HAND Me a towel! We can’t even have the powder room to Ourselves anymore without the damned do nothing attendant!”
stuff-and-things-and-stuff: archivallolo83: whippingmistress: Full power caning by Mistress Jo. So impressive !! Impitoyable Maîtresse très dure ! Make us suffer. We deserve it. It’s all here Ladies and worms. A caning administered as it
I have an insatiable appetite for destruction. And I haven’t ‘eaten’ in days. Don’t say you weren’t warned!
A little acting…faking a breakdown. The victim du jour rushes to assist. I drop the keys…quite by accident. A glance around to be sure we’re alone…and… I start my workout. Leg toning today. Poor boy! Didn’t
The beautiful Emmanuelle seems terribly out of place in this abandoned warehouse. She has come to watch a dog fight. She’s been hooked since an acquaintance took Her to a cockfight earlier in the year. “I’ve such a bloodlust!”
Power. The power to pass judgement. Casually, callously. To tease, torture…to end…a life. Dominion. Our birthright. To embrace it. Wield it. And do so enthusiastically! When the day ‘tees up’ an opportunity to exert that
Some mornings, a brisk ride out into the countryside becomes something much more. Maybe its the feel of the leather trousers gripping and hugging against My legs as I rhythmically press against the saddle? Or the feel of My spiked heels straddling the
odalisque-uk: sadistic-gentleman-uk: poshmadamoiselle: Caged cunt Yesterday @sadistic-gentleman-uk set me a task – I had to go to a pet shop and buy a series of items, designed to reinforce my status as slave, and to remind me of my inferiority.
