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Any Lady can torture a lowly male. It’s Her privilege and even responsibility. It’s the attention to detail…detail that amplifies the pain and suffering to its absolute maximum…that is the mark of the true Sadistic Goddess!
“I have a very good security system around the compound. Fences, barbed wire, video surveillance. Even so, these fools try to escape now and again. Is it the horniness from their enforced chastity that drives them? Is it the 20 hour days of hard
The look of an evil mind at work. What to do with this tied up bundle of sh-t laying on the floor before Me?hmmm…..I think I’ll put these nice sharp metal toes to work first. Soften it up.Then let these very sturdy and sharp heels take over
What is it that is sooo incredibly erotic about seeing a stiletto booted Female atop a beast with a whip in hand?
“Just checking on you. Still alive I see. The cold and damp haven’t done their work yet. Sigh…just as well. I wanted to get one more good beating in on you before you left us anyway! I’m in a bit of a mood. You might not
And so, the trap is set. Won’t be long. Some half drunk boor will come over and try their pitiful lines on Me. I’ll pretend to be charmed. Laugh at their crude attempts at humor. A little something in their drink and I’ll pour them
“I’m using this on you until it breaks. Not one stroke less. It may take the better part of the day. Lay down the plastic and assume the position!”
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
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
slave-759432: No rights for males “Please Princess, I’m begging you, have mercy on me. Please Princess, no more.” The slave father begs with tears filling his eyes. “Shut up bitch, I can’t believe you got sent home from work early, BECAUSE
(via Totally Enslaved Men) your ONLY choice is to keep Us amused theough your suffering. boring Us is your death sentence.
I don’t know what to do to you first. But be assured…before this night is through, I’ll have done them ALL!
“No no husband! No need to change. I called the neighbors and cancelled our plans for dinner out this evening. My new whip arrived today, and as you can see, I’m VERY anxious to break it in. And I knew it would take ALL evening to do so
A newly acquired one, fresh from the slave markets. Just look at it! Smooth, virginal. Not a mark on it. No fractures. It’s probably never even been violated. That almost angers Me were it not for the fact I LOVE being the One who introduces
I love this video. So sadistic and stylish. No ending of course which forces Me to make up one of My own. Hint….it doesn’t end well for the stooge. Can you guess what I came up with?
That cold sweat…that parched feeling in your throat… When… The Lady you arranged through the escort service…to give you a total beatdown…with no safeword…arrives to pick you up at the airport. All six feet,
(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
Have you cut the grass? Front and back? Edged the walk? Taken out the trash? Scrubbed all the floors? Grocery shopped? Cleaned all the dishes? So….what do you want? A fucking medal? Here’s your reward! I want your sorry ass naked.
I don’t wear cotton. I don’t wear synthetics. I don’t wear wool…it scratches My soft golden skin. I only wear leather….or fur. I like to feel skin against My skin. I love the feel, the smell…how it mixes with
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
What’s better than leaving your possession bound like this all evening while You go out for a night of drinks and clubbing with the Girls? Why…flipping him over on his back when You get home and standing on his shoulders! Talk about screams
Does it make you nervous that I sit here, staring at you while I finish My tea? you know, My Mother once counseled Me… “Don’t fret over things over which you have no control.” Sage advice, that I would like to pass along to you.
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
When the laser sight’s locked on you, it’s too late to run. This is the look you hope you never see when you’re one of My servants. The look of a hungry lioness when she see’s an old or weak wildebeest. Only I don’t kill
Dammit! There’s a bug on the surface of the pool! Bring the pool boy to Me NOW! Tie him down here on the pool deck. I’m going to show him what happens to bugs!
In the New Order, all males are naked and vulnerable. It’s not unusual to see a Lady dragging him along a busy street at the end of Her leash. he kneels quietly by Her side, awaiting any order…ready to offer himself for service to or abuse
(via Gynarchic Retribution Centers) Oh MY! Talk about My dream job! Imaginee waking up each work day and looking forward to beating and torturing males senseless. And with such few restrictions! Hey, let’s face it…I would HAVE to keep
You’re the new hire at the firm. Easy on the eye, such as you are, you’re immediately noticed by the Female employees. Some subtle flirtations. A sideways glance here or there. Then…Friday afternoon, they invite you to join them
(via Male Slave Crawls Across Gravel Walk) Perfection in the training of these sometimes clueless, sometimes headstrong animals. Certainly, twenty or so swift kicks to it’s balls could have been administered immediately, but this delayed punishme
It’s said that a vampire rises from Her sleep with an insatiable desire to ‘feed’. I too have insatiable desires. The desire to nurture My entitlement, My privilege and feed the intoxicating power rush I’ve felt ever since My
Come on darling! Time to stop. There’s nothing left of him anyway. You keep on, you’re just going to ruin a perfectly lovely pair of boots. Time to ride home now. We can cuddle on the furs. I’ll lick away at you and you can tell
Click? Or BANG? Click! Congratulations! you’ve earned three more minutes to TRY to fumble your way through bringing Me to orgasm. That’s four clicks down though. you’re REALLY running out of time!
Pick your poison. If you don’t choose…I’ll just choose for you.
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!
males aren’t totally useless. A male designed these lovely boots that hug My legs. A male, no doubt, dropped the sledge on the beast that donated it’s skin to fashion them. A male toiled and toiled in his mundane little job to kneel and
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!
Crawl faster maggot! I want to introduce you to your new ‘forever home’.
(via Compact, Wheeled Punishment Cage) Genius at work! can you imagine the agony and suffering after just an hour or two? Now imagine a day or two! Denied even the privilege of relieving itself. i love how it must balance its feet on the square
you lost count…AGAIN pig! W/we double…and start over. Two hundred now. And you’re already bleeding! AND… My arm isn’t even tired.
Three Hundred. THAT is what I want from you tonight. That’s three times your best. Three hundred of My best with the lunge whip. I want screaming so bloodcurdling and loud My ears ache. I want you to twist and convulse until I think the chains
The mind of the cruelly inventive Female Sadist. Every tie thought out. Every bind designed to produce incomprehensible agony. Every breath tortured and labored. Lights out! Two hours to twist in the wind…to think…about the searing
I’m going to do My damnedest to make the tops match the soles. I DO love a challenge! So are you finished tying the little fuck down or what????
Sometimes there’s just that little ornery piece of skin that just seems to stick to My heel. It wouldn’t matter…but I DID just have the car detailed.
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.
If You’re not going to look good when You kill… Then…what’s the point? Besides…its just so fucking hot when I pose with a heel on the head of the vanquished!
Two hundred this evening. Two hundred of My best. No special reason. Just to satisfy a curiosity. Namely…will you survive it? I’m feeling Strong. Very strong. How are you feeling?
Jesus…is this whale ever gonna drop? he just Keeps talking! How much knock out juice did you slip in his drink anyway? I put enough in there to drop a horse. These fat fucks always take longer. Just chill. It’ll happen… I hope.
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.
Mirror mirror…on the wall… WHO is the most beautiful, powerful, cruel and sadistic one of all?? Mmmmmmmmmmm….haha, I thought so. Well a title is just a title. UNLESS…it’s put to good use. Sooooo….time to
Terribly expensive! I suppose the technology is so advanced they will remain so. But cheaper by the gross and inevitably a few will die in shipment. Unlike full grown slaves, they require little fuss or upkeep. A dozen or more can share close quarters
“Just kneel there. Be very still. I want to memorize you…in this moment. Beautiful. Well…in your own way. Not a mark on you. Sigh…soon, it will resemble a crime scene here. Always does. The pulse quickens. I hear that first
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
Things are not exactly the same at the Plaza del Torres since the Revolutuon and the New Hierarchy of Absolute Female Supremacy began. The crowds still pack the stadium. Only Females of course. All males have been executed or imprisoned. The patrons
Oh my god darling! Keep punching her. Thats so hot! her face is disappearing! Hahahahaha…. Now…wait wait wait!! Make her crawl over here to Me. I want to stand on Her throat and feel her panic and die beneath My sole!
Hmmmm…look at it. So relaxed and content. As if cleaning My shoes was all I had in store for it! Poor idiot! Looking down and seeing My gorgeous heels framed by the ugly face of an inferior just gets all My power revving and My sadistic juices
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.
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
