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slave-759432: No rights for males Yet another male slave husband being properly beaten daily as part of his training to help the worthless pig knows its place in life. The dominant women in True Utopia know that these worthless pigs only understand
“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
“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
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
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
Alright piggy! Put My packages down and stay down there. I need a little break from all this shoe shopping. you may bring your little pig nose up close to My arch and inhale the delicious aroma of leather warmed by My foot. No kissing…No licking!
“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
Another Saturday night and again…an empty dungeon. That’s My fault I suppose. I can get a little carried away at times. My perogative. So I’m out again collecting. My hunting ground? The slums and alleys in the poorer parts of
Has to be a helpless feeling. All that weight focused on one little sole and heel tip…pinning you down to the floor. Then…you see that other foot poised above your face. And the look on the face of your Tormentress. Will I lower it slowly, and simply
(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’.
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
You think this is cruel? I don’t believe in allowing animals in the house. Just that simple. So, it stays chained up outside. They adapt…or they die. “That’s it doggie. Lick all that snow off Goddesses boots and I’ll
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
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
(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
I’ve not had NEARLY enough opportunities to do this as I would have liked. But those times I did were among My most satisfying. The best part?Hissing at them to get back up into position. Over, and over and over again. And watching them struggle
captioned-femdom-e-motions: no break Absolutely not. We will ‘break’ when the cane 'breaks! Until then…we continue.And stop your whining! I haven’t even hit bone yet!
I’ve played this ‘game’ so many times. And yet, it never gets old! A minute tops! Then…My little 'Good Samaritan’ will come to My aid. He’ll lean in for a look, I’ll bring the hood down and send a dozen very
Men… Lord…they’re so gullible. Fake a little helplessness. “Oh this is so heavy”. A little grunting and groaning. Before I can say ‘lights out’ they’re scurrying over to My van to help Me get the
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
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
I’ve really gotten into this whole ‘binge watching’ thing. Today for instance, I’m knocking out all thirteen episodes of Orange Is The New Black. So entertaining. I put this mutt down on all fours to serve as My footstool for
It’s My week to host the slumber party little brother! you’ll wait on Me and My friends of course. you’ll tend to Our every need and want. Never leaving your knees. And YES…that includes taking a good beating, kicking and trampl
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’
(via Masochist Sex Slave) In My not so humble opinion, THIS is the ONLY way these things should be allowed to orgasm!
(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
Know how some things just are made to be together? Like milk and cookies? Burgers and fries? Winter and a warm fire? Well, I feel that way about a nice big set of vulnerable balls! They just BELONG at the end of these sharp toes and beneath these
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
Some days… When I see you straining at the noose, your tiptoes sliding and slipping on the melting block of ice, your panic filled attempts to breathe…I feel such pride, such joy, such exhilaration! Other days…I feel…Nothing.
Finally! I can’t tell you how many pairs of riding breeches I’ve ruined from a long and hard ride under the spur and whip. The bloodstains seem impossible to get out. These beautiful rubber pants and boots are the answer to a prayer. Everyt
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
Sooooo…. Today,,just for fun, I’m going to open up all your old wounds! Haha So what will it be….the whip? Or the heels?
I love jamming My heel down their throat as far as I can push. So fun to watch them tense up…their eyes get so big as I tilt and scrape the edge of My heel against the back of their throat or the roof of their mouth. My other heel sinking deep
“Yes, I know it hurts but I have bad news for you. It’s going to get so much worse after We chain you to the bench. you’ll have to scream loud enough to bring all three of Us to hands free orgasms. Simply from the vibrations in the
undeadhardcandy: littlemissbratty: backwoodsbtch: Me: I love how cruel Sadists can be. Also Me: Why the fuck are Sadists so mean. Yes!! This is exactly it. same
thesidekink: lowblow2myspeedo: Superhero Blue Thunder knocked out, then chained up by the sadistic Professor… drained of his powers, now he’s going to be drained in a far more sadistic way… Love the costume!!
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
This one failed Me in the steeplechase. It failed to make a jump. It balked, even under the heavy whip. Time and again I beat it with all My might, drove in the Spurs with every ounce of passion I could summon. To no avail. I’ve no use for such
So Proud! Just sitting here relaxing after dinner…watching the show. My beautiful young daughter is mopping the floor with ‘slave 53’. You see, he was serving tonight and failed in etiquette, namely serve from the left…take
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!
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
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.
Communing with nature. The thrill of the hunt. What is My fancy today you ask? Anything dumb enough to share the mile or so surrounding Me.
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
A new day at My club in Sao Paulo. The van will arrive in moments. Full of ‘new acquisitions’ brought in from God knows where…to WORK…in the club. Papa taught Me the value of making a good first impression. Sets the tone
Stop crying! Put the damn collar on and then bend over the rail. I want to fuck you for a while before O/our walk. And no lube today! you Have ten seconds to get Me as juicy as you can and then I’m driving in. Then a ghost pepper goes up your raw
This one is willful. Pulled up on Me at two obstacles yesterday. Even under the heavy whip…it balked. Today will be different. I’ll bring My ‘A Game’. And…the boots to go with it!
My whips, even the most fierce, don’t always achieve the level of suffering I desire. At times like that…I simply improvise. Think outside the box Ladies.
There’s a time for the kill shot. Certainly. But to draw back the bow and send a ‘Cupid’ s arrow’ into him with such accomplished skill. To miss any vitals…and simply lodge between two ribs. Any movement during My absence
My favorite game. The hourglass is turned. Sixty beautiful, wonderful minutes. My pet’s hands are bound tightly behind him with sharp wire. he kneels in the broken champagne glass I threw to the floor…his knees aching and bleeding. he
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
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?
crusoesampersand: submissive-seeking: A LESSON IN DOMINANCE: A Dom of the Sadistic Variety These pics are of my exquisetly Sadistic Hubby with a variety of wild things. No Dominant wants a hostage. They want submission, the surrender of the wild
darkest-kink: candyxpussy: succubratt: How To Have A Good Time:1. Find a sadist’s buttons2. Push the buttons Me me me me me me me Sense the mood tho… 😂😂😂 every time tho! I love it. When it’s so easy to pull out the deep sidistic
