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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!
Easily wiped off! No stains, no mess, no fuss. A very important consideration when I ‘play hard’!
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
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?
When I’m finished enjoying My champagne, I’ll THINK about untying that. But then again, I may just add a second one…and larger! I soooo love abusing My toys.
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.
“Reginald… Divert the Bentley down 73rd. You know, the area beneath the bridge. Where all the bums huddle to try to stay dry and warm. I want to see if My ex is still living down there.” minutes pass… “Mmmmmmmmmmm&hell
No…don’t stop. Just keep punching him while I masturbate. I’m loving the show. I’ll take over when I’m closer to climaxing.
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.
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
A true Lady knows how to make good use of otherwise useless things
A fresh canvas has just been delivered. I can’t wait to get started on My next masterpiece!
The hierarchy. So obvious!
It’s a new world boys! Know your place! Stay in it!
C'mon little brother! I know your knees are broken and bloody…but try to keep up! you need to move beyond the pain and perform your duties…one of which is to crawl behind Me with all of My packages in your little doggy mouth. Hahahahaha
(via Slave Waitrons) once again, i must say i know more than a few males who would be in seventh heaven with this duty.
The sad, but necessary moment when You have to beat him with the thorns of the bouquet he just presented You…because the fool forgot to prostrate himself and crawl to lick Your shoes on entering the room. Compliance must be beaten into them. NO
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
(via Totally Enslaved Men) your ONLY choice is to keep Us amused theough your suffering. boring Us is your death sentence.
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
I generally feel no sympathy for the suffering you endure at My hands and heels. It’s your station in life and all you will know for your brief time here on earth, wasting Our oxygen. But you suffered beautifully for Me today. your sobs and cries
I don’t know what to do to you first. But be assured…before this night is through, I’ll have done them ALL!
WELL! They’re not going to lick themselves clean. ARE THEY??? Down! NOW!
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
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.
Hit and Run?? Oh I don’t think so. Run?… and miss out on this fun. Hell no! Theres no law against running down slaves on the loose in the New World Order. And theres no need to rush things along. I’ll finish him off eventually.
A long time coming, but they finally have it right!
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
Ever notice how some fantasy depictions of the future seem destined to actually become reality?
From a letter to Mother…away on vacation overseas… “Mother dear, As you can see, My training of former sibling jonathan, now simply slave 43, is going swimmingly well. Since you left on holiday and put Me in charge of him, I’
No use beating round the bush girls. First date? Waste no time in making it VERY clear your view of a proper relationship. This will save you hours upon hours of remedial training and attitude adjustment in the future.
Just another bug on the sidewalk.
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
(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
(via Muscular Man Labors for Mistress Owner) Once in a while, these ditties from Femdomocracy really strike a chord with Me. This one for instance.
Bowing, eyes down, chin to the floor. Arms outstretched, offering itself in total submission. Ohhh the storm I am going to rain down on this one!
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.
I remember the first time slave. Your tongue just lazily and tentatively touched My shoe. you even dared stop after two pitiful licks and just squatted there like you were done. laughin…I also remember your shock as I beat you and kicked you
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
(via An Artist of Pain & Blood) I am an artist by trade as well and I ascribe to the ‘Living Canvas’ philosophy! It is amazing when in that creative mode I am able to block out the otherwise distracting screams from the 'canvas’.
Alright little brother… ON YOUR KNEES! It’s time for My kickboxing practice. And stop crying! It’s not like you have a choice.
I adore this part. When I stop whipping them and place My boot in their face. The stupid animals actually think this means it’s all over. Seriously?? I just pause like this to fuck with their feeble brain. The whip will indeed fall again
Further proof, as if needed, that all people are NOT created equal. WE shop at the finest boutiques and salons. Only the finest jewels, fabrics and skins adorn our bodies. others trudge about in hand-me-downs or thrift store discards. We spend leisure
My new stepfather was resistant at first when Mother and I laid down the law, informing him of his new position in Our Female led household. Funny how all that sass, ego and boorishness just seem to fade away at the end of a pointed toe or beneath sharp
Want to be a pay piggy for your Goddess? Imagine being drug along shopping behind Me. Crawling and kissing the ground I walk on. Trying in vain to keep up, not so close as to touch Me, but close enough to smell the heavenly aroma of My boots. Impervio
Picking up My daughter from dance class. She turns 14 next week, and the training and indoctrination will kick into high gear. Beginning with a full makeover, wardrobe and then the all important lessons that will transform her from the awkward tomboy
(via Slave Men Are Egonomic) Mmmmmmmmmm…Just look at that supremely agonizing position She has him in. Every joint and tendon on fire, searing with pain and discomfort. The way the torso is constricted from Her magnificent weight makes every
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,
you didn’t fluff the pillows properly when you made the bed. And now, your Owner sits on you…pondering whether to keep you, sell you or kill you. All you can do is pray.
It’s hardly fair is it? Hahahahahaha… But who ever said it was fair! The bull NEVER wins.
I spared a couple of them…just for the delicious irony of it. Now…they cower and crawl to lick My shoes when I enter the room. It’s almost as if they know…
Beauty, confidence, power. They can drive the most boorish of chauvinists to his knees. The crop and stilettos will do their work swiftly. Soon he will be a sobbing pile of blind obedience, compliance and devotion. It’s the natural order. Resign
The perfect ‘weapon’ of the future you ask? It’s not mounted on a tank, nor bolted to a jet. It takes no prisoners…and it celebrates every 'kill’ with gleeful enthusiasm. And 'She’ and the millions like Her, will
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
Hmmmm, Another new pool boy. This one will look good on My floor! After I’ve used him for My pleasure and then… Well, you know. That whole black widow thing!
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
Nothing but leather will do My pet. Bring your face close. Don’t move, remain still…inches away…and just stare at it. Now, put your nose there, right between My perfect cheeks. Breathe deeply. Press in, in to where you can’
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
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.
