Monthly Archives: October 2015

Tiffany Maid Suffers!

In the first set of correspondence in the advice section of this blog (see tab above) I published exchanges I had with Mistress Serena and her cuckolded sissy slave, tiffany maid. I recently received an update (below) and I thought I would share it with you all. tiffany maid does provide photos on Fetlife and I completely believe his accounts. Mistress Serena is a deliciously cruel and dominant cuckoldress!

Mistress Scarlet *curtsy*…..i thought this update, with significance to TSD bondage, may be of interest to You and readers of Your blog, and assume this post is a relevent place to record it. Following a rather frustrating summer period, due not so much to my permanent chastity, but to a bout of illness, work commitments and family members being home for the summer, O/our (Mistress Serena and myself, tiffany) FemDom led relationship waned to a bit of a low. However, thankfully Mistress is now in excellent health and the house is O/our own once more. Since September W/we have resumed back to a full time regime.

The daily regime includes a two and a half hour period of chores before work ( this includes a half hour where i serve Mistress breakfast, report, pay homage and am then blindfolded, gagged and leashed while She takes breakfast, peruses Her emails and phone messages etc). Homage always consists of …
a curtsy, holding dress/skirt with little fingers raised. verbal recital … ” my name is tiffany, i am Mistress Serenas sissy maid, sissy boi and housemaid”. i am then required to kneel and worship Her feet for an average of five minutes, before being gagged, blindfolded and leashed for up to 30 minutes with upturned palms outstretched. On occasions i am called upon to clean Her orally after peeing and worship Her spent panties.

On Her evening return, following a period of vanilla time, when W/we catch up with day to day subjects, i don my collar and return to my submissive status.

Since O/our resumption Mistress Serena has conducted three full TSD bondage sessions, non as painful and humiliating as the one i endured on Wednesday evening. Employing usual bondage set up, Mistress added Celestial White Noise in ear buds beneath my hood and the ear protectors over that. Unable to move head or limb, and funnel gagged in total blackness ( Mistress employs two blindfolds, a rubber one beneath hood and a padded leather one over hood), She removed my CB6000s and gave it a full cleaning in very hot water followed by strict clitty discipline which included exfoliant gloves, ruler, toothbrush and Wartenburg wheel. All of which was very painful, though i must admit it was such a relief to be free from my cage for a time.

My CB had actually been on for four weeks. (Hygiene is not a problem if cleaned twice daily – The CB6000s is a more hygienic design than previous models). My last orgasm was also four weeks ago.
After spitting into my funnel gag, i assume (as i couldn’t hear anything beyond the white noise), She left the room for a short time.Very soon a piss ice block was accompanied with Her fresh pee (an inspiration from Your recent Journals), then came the first of my agonies. i have been subject to the nettle pouch for 18 months now, but have never experienced a nettle whipping. As it is the end of the nettle season, Mistress decided to cut a large bunch of lengthy nettles. After stroking my thighs, sissy balls and clit, She began a whipping ! It would be no exaggeration to say i have never strained my binds as much as i did over the next five minutes. i could feel the lumps rise as the whipping went on and on. i sobbed like never before. The nettle pouch followed and Mistress left me for an hour.

On removing the pouch, Mistress repeated a shorter nettle whipping and then applied Muscle Rescue (heat rub) to my sore clitty. Made so much worse because of the earlier scratching of the exfolient glove. Again i sobbed and begged to no avail. During the following three hours, the heat rub was reapplied twice and a second nettle pouch fitted. Scrotum and nipple pegs applied on occasion. Two more piss blocks combined with fresh pee were added to my funnel gag.
While I was am left alone, Mistress Serena will relax with a glass of wine, listen to music, read a book or watch a movie.

On completion, i was paddled and caned for forgetting to supply Mistress with wine. my sissy clit did look very, very sorry for itself as it was returned into chastity. It was the most painful session yet and may be a mark of were W/we find O/ourselves in O/our D/s relationship now.

What did W/we learn….. well, despite being so late in the season the nettles hurt, and being whipped with them hurt much more. Mixing fresh pee with frozen adds a further degree of humiliation. White Noise adds a massive element to the scenario. Being totally unaware of anything other than pain and discomfort, and never knowing if Mistress is present or not.

Postcript…. The following morning the remaining nettles preserved in water seemed to have come to life and looked most healthy. Mistress decided it would be a shame to waste them….. i was cuffed and made to bend over. Mistress whipped my ass with the nettles and i have never felt anything like it. my cheeks reddened immediately. Within ten minutes i was covered in white bumps and my cheeks burned and tingled massively.

The whipping took place at 8.30am….. At 12.30pm my cheeks still burned. It was only around 4pm that the tingling and occasional burning eased significantly. Thank goodness the nettle season is all but over !
Mistress Serena is going away with Her (male) lover next week and i will be “home alone” from Mon-Fri, though i am to keep in touch, and a list of chores will be drawn up. Plans are afoot for my TSD servitude on Sunday while She prepares and packs.

‘curtsey’
tiffany maid

More on 24/7/365 sissy slaves

My post of 22nd October was about finding old letters from magazines and websites about 4 real life, long term, situations of absolutely pitiless and cruel Dommes and their 24/7/365 sissy slaves. Sissy slaves that did not breakout of their sissy slave role for even one minute a year.

There was Mistress Pamela with a sissy maid called Candy Floss, there was Gina Parkinson and her sissy maid Suzette Faggott, there was Anita and her maid Fifi and Mary (from Maxstoke) and her sissy maid Pansy. A large number of comments on the post were quickly received. This is understandable as those who, in the past, had read some of the accounts of these 4 trailblazer domestic Dommes recognised these were detailed examples of the ULTIMATE in Female Domestic Tyranny. I have managed to pull together historic letters totalling over 7,000 words on Mistress Pamela and her sissy maid called Candy Floss. I have been thinking that if I could pull together historic accounts on all 4 Mistresses, I could find a way to publish them on-line for all to see. These 4 lifestyle situations were the inspiration for the life I live. So, I need help. If any of my blog followers know of any such accounts published anywhere on the internet then let me know via a comment on this post and I will begin creating a library. (Well actually I will be overseeing bitch-boy do it. Obviously I do not do tedious tasks when I have a slave who has to do that sort of thing under my direction!)

The sissy’s lives consisted entirely of sexual denial, housework chores, humiliation and strict disciplining.

I was originally directed by sissy candy to a site with a jumble of useful material and bitch-boy is working his way through that to cull the wheat from the chaff and put it in some sort of chronological order. In among the jumble, the following is revealed. That 2 years ago a sissy_annabella deposited 3MB of material about Suzette Faggott indexed and neat and tidy to www . sissysocial . net/girlieworld/share/viewcategory/3-siss… However the site no longer exists. So, does sissy_annabella read my blog? Can sissy_annabella, or someone else, locate this material and direct me to it?

This link takes you to some photos of Suzette Faggott and Fifi.

Regretting thinking he can do without his Mistress

A message for a slave of a Mistress friend of mine.

This slave has been denied the feet and legs of his Mistress for weeks now. And it has been true torment for it. It has been denied the company of it’s Mistress all together. It knows who it is, doesn’t it sb! To add to this emotional torment and despair, here on the slave’s favourite blog, of the most respected Mistress Scarlet, are photos of those feet and legs. The remaining message from his Mistress:

‘Your Mistress has the power to give you exactly what you need and then take it away again so easily – and your Mistress really enjoys denying you what you need!’

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Time-lock box use

I received this comment on Fetlife. I thought his use of a Time-lock box (mentioned at the end of his comment) was very amusing!

Hi,
Just to say, found you blog online the other day, loved it. I’m now working my way through your kindle books. I think they are great, even if some things scare me; nettles especially, canes, sitting on Coir matting and the funnel gags to say the very least.

I have to say, reading you blog and books have helped me to think more about my submissive side. I’ve always thought of myself as more of a switch but after reading your book I see a lot of things that I have in common with bitch boy. I really connected when you mentioned how he made sure you were nice and warm in the pub and how he makes you the centre of his world. I realised that I have always been like that, but just thought of myself as being polite.

But actually thinking about it, in past relationships I have always enjoyed making their last easier, whether it was ironing my girlfriend’s clothes for her when she was at work, cleaning her flat, wanting to satisfy her first, making her breakfast in bed. I thought this was just how you should behave to the one you love, however, now I realise I was just expressing my submissiveness.

Just like to thank you for taking the time to write your blog and create your kindle books (far too distracting when I’m meant to be studying – I actually ordered one of those Timelock safes to put my tablet in the other day because of your books!!).

The 24/7/365 sissy slaves

Sissy Candy provided a comment with a fantastic link. The text is in a jumble but the content brought back memories of my very early days of reading femdom literature. Hardcopies! Here in the UK was a magazine which had various names over the years, Madame, Madames, Madames a World of Fantasy. The magazines had a letters section and the letters were very often from REAL LIFE Mistresses, detailing their lifestyles.

(I particularly remember Gillian and Margaret and they gave me my introduction to Dickie-Discipline, enforced chastity and tease and denial.) However, this post is about the women who provided letters about 24/7/365 sissy maids they OWNED. These letters were my inspiration. There was Mistress Pamela with a sissy maid called Candy Floss, there was Gina Parkinson and her sissy maid Suzette Faggot, there was Anita and her maid Fifi and I also remember Mary and her sissy maid Pansy.

What was special was that the detail and photos left no doubt these case studies were real AND the domination was as EXTREME as I think it possible to be.) I think I will get bitch-boy to turn the jumbled text in the linked pages above into some sort of order and then post the result somewhere.That will be a very tedious and ignominious task for him to do.)

It is interesting because most lifestyle Mistresses I know, allow times for their slave to behave in a vanilla way with them as I do with bitch-boy. bitch-boy, as I have stated many times, is highly intelligent, cultured, well read and well travelled. So I want his vanilla company when indulging in my non-DS pleasures – fine dining, travel, cinema, etc. Intelligent conversation and comment enhances my pleasure. This means bitch-boy and most other lifestyle slaves avoid true 24/7/365. But the women I have referred to above, took no pleasure in their slaves’ vanilla company and had other sources of such company. Something I am always keenly aware of is that bitch-boy’s life would also be 24/7/365, just like Suzette Faggot and the other sissy maids I mention above, were I to cease enjoying his vanilla company, or replace his vanilla company with that of someone else. It would be just as extreme because there would be no reason for it not to be. Knowing that I have this capability within me, is always food for thought. (BTW, when I do have vanilla times with bitch-boy I always begin them by telling him that I am about to use him for his vanilla company until he is otherwise informed. So he knows even then I am using him or exploiting him for MY pleasure – not allowing him equal status.)

Obviously there are some 24/7/365 things in bitch-boy’s life, like enforced chastity and never ever being allowed to fuck ever again, but his life falls far short of the continuous totalitarianism of the lives of the sissy maids I mention above. The women involved were superb and dedicated.

It is interesting that, now we have the internet there must be a million times more material available then there was in the times of those hardcopy magazines, but I can find no source of the material like the letters sections of those magazines. It saddens me. Occasionally the website Petticoated monthly comes up with the goods, and in the past has actually had letters from Anita about her maid Fifi, but it has been a good while since a letter from such a Mistress was posted.

Husband slave operates laundry business

I received the long comment below and I thought the account deserved to be the basis of a blog post. It is a little hard to believe the content, but I always remind myself that as there are so many people in the world, statistics mean most things can happen.

Out of the three and half thousand, million women in the world, it is a statistical inevitability that a dominant daughter, with a dominant mother marries a deeply submissive sissy, in the circumstaces described. You can decide the authenticity for yourself. Whatever, it makes a good read.

First I will explain our situation, I married my husband 5 years ago, we meet at an event dinner and when we where dating he was always polite and submissive, just before we got married he confessed to me that he was a sissy submissive and liked to dress in heavy corsets etc. I was not really shocked at this as he had hinted a few times along those lines and the idea turned me on. He said that he would do all the housework, etc, Well to cut a long story short I had him do all the housework dressed in his girdles and made him service me with his tongue and dildo almost every night.

He ran a business and after our first year of marriage he got an offer to sell the business from another company. It was a great offer that we could live well off, as we both had other property investments. With the business sold I decided to move to a larger home outside another town. It had a separate flat at the side and I thought that my mother would like to come and move to this flat. I am very close with my mother as my father had died many years before, my mother got on well with my husband and I had told my mother about him being a part-time sissy. She was interested and said she had read some stories on the internet about husbands being sissy slaves. She said she would like to see him like this. Mum has occasional boyfriends but nothing serious – she said she preferred a vibrator to any man.

After we got settled in and both my house, ( I say may house as part of the arrangement was that all was put in my name and my husband owned nothing except the clothes he stood in ) and my mother’s house also sold, Mum and I started to order my husband to dress up more. He was really embarrassed at first but he was ordered to wear his girdles every day. Then we got him 2 real maids uniform, like the hotel type not the frilly sexy ones. We also got him some more heavy, old fashion girdles, bras, corsets etc, court style shoes, a pair of work overalls for outdoor work , a track suit and a pair of ladies trainers. He is size 7 shoes, small for a man. Like his small cock. Its only 5 inches erect. I got all the clothes from Ebay – second hand. He has to wear this underwear day and night with any old pair of panties and stockings that I am finished with.

He has to address me as Mistress and my Mum as Madame and when we enter a room he must drop to his knees and wait till he is told to stand again, and when he enters a room we are in, he must curtsy like a proper maid. When his maids uniform arrived I got him to dress up and got my mother round to see him and encouraged her to order him around. As well as cleaning the house he must also clean Mums flat and do all the laundry including Mums knickers and bra etc.

One day I saw him in the utility room through the opening in the door with his maids uniform pulled up, his girdle and panties at his knees and him sniffing Mums knickers, and wanking. He did not see me but I told my Mum and she agreed with me that we needed him in chastity from now on. In bed that night I asked him if he liked Mums knickers and he confessed that he had wanked and it turned him on. I told him to fetch the riding crop and I gave him 25 lashes. I said that the next day I will be going online and ordering a chastity devise as I want to take control of your urges. I also wanted a strap on cock and a chin dildo. I told him that from now on he will be used only for licking and fucking me with the dido or strap on.

The next morning Mum asked him about wanking with her knickers and he confessed and said sorry. She ordered him to fetch a leather belt and to take down his girdle and pants and bend over. She said that no one had give him permission to do so. He pleaded with Mum but she was having none of it. She said, you will get 50 lashes and after each one you will say, (Thank you Madame I will not abuse your knickers again). He was getting it hard and after about 20 lashes, between the tears, he began to say thank you to my Mum for beating him, but somehow he took all the 50 lashes. His ass was raw when she had finished.

About a week later all the recent orders arrived and I had him fit the CB3000 on; and it will stay on until I think it is time for him to get relief, I had him put on the strap on dildo over his girdle and the chin dildo on his face and I got Mum round to have a look at him, he was so humiliated. He turned all shades of red. Mum asked me if it was OK that she could use him with the chin dildo as the thought of it was turning her on. I said of course. She said, what about tonight? I said go ahead no problem. He is yours to use whenever and whatever way you want. He was sent off still wearing the dildo to do his housework. What a laughable sight.

Mum and I talked about how we could make better use of him now as I had forbidden him from any hobbies and watching TV etc.She agreed that he had too much time on his hands as there was not enough work around the house to keep him busy and if we could find a new use for him so that he worked longer hours he would not be so inclined to be thinking of wanking, and he could focus more on making our lives easy and relaxed. And if he could produce money, all the better for making him a real life, 100% slave. After we had dinner my Mum said to him to come round to her flat at 8 pm. He still had on his chin cock and strap- on. After she left, my husband ask me if it was OK to do this and I said yes but I want you to fuck me later tonight. About 9.30 he arrived back with a pair of Mum’s dirty panties over his head and informed me that she had ordered him to keep these panties on all night and then get up at 7:00am and have them washed dried and ironed, and delivered to her, with her breakfast at 8:00am. I just burst out laughing and said to him, my Mums really getting into this. His small cock was bulging inside the CB3000. I laughed and said you will not get much sleep smelling mums panties all night. He asked to be allowed to wank and I said, sorry not tonight, as I want you to be fully focused on giving me pleasure.

When we got to bed I had him lick me until I came and then use the chin dildo. I asked him, was it nice fucking my Mum with the chin dildo and he said that she made him do it from behind with his nose on her ass. I said I bet you loved that, he said very much, I told him you are a real pervert.

The next few days we thought about how he could be used to keep him busy. Mum said as he is very good a housework and laundry we could maybe rent him out as a cleaner. But the more we thought about it, we thought it would be complicated and also I did not want to publish that I had a sissy husband. After a few hours, my Mum came up with the idea of an ironing service and we checked and only found one that provided this service in the area. On the surface it would look very respectable, but behind the scenes the customers would not know that our sissy maid was doing their ironing. When we checked in other areas some businesses were offering a free collection and delivery service and as well as ironing, they offered a full laundry service. Within the next few days we put our plan together to offer a full laundry service with collection and delivery and I had my husband design up a flyer to be printed. He is good at this sort of thing. We put an example list on it showing things we washed and included underwear and socks to encourage people to put underwear in as I had a plan for this. We got the printed flyers back. 1000 in all and I ordered my husband to go around the richer areas and put one in each house. My Mum had put her phone number on the flyers and within a few hours she started to get calls.

We priced very competitively: £20 for a large bin bag size of clothes to be washed, ironed, folded, collected and delivered. My husband now is on the go for around 15 hours each day. Up at 8:00am to get our breakfast. My Mum comes over and joins me most mornings. Then he does housework, gardening or car cleaning until 11:00am, and the laundry and ironing until 5:00pm. He makes lunch for us at 1:00pm if we are at home. He gets a 10 minute lunch break, then more laundry till 5:00pm, then housework again to 6:00pm. At 6:00pm he makes us dinner> He makes enough for himself but does not get to eat it until it is cold, when he returns after his collection and delivery of the laundry. It is better after 6:00pm as most people are at home. When he returns he hands over the money he has collected and gets his reward. A slap on his ass and told what a good little boy he is. Little do the customers know that he is the sissy pervert that washes and iron their clothes in his maid uniform.

Then from around 8:00pm to midnight, more housework or we use him. This is another idea I had when we printed the flyers. His other reward is that we let him ask to get his CB3000 off and wank if he finds any dirty panties, knickers or mens underwear in the laundry. He is allowed to smell them as he wanks off in front of us, with us humiliating him even more. He is allowed one wank on days he finds soiled underwear, Some weeks there are none and he, of course, gets no wank. We have found that he can only service about 25 regular customers as it takes about 60 hours a week to collect, deliver, wash, dry and iron that amount. We have stopped at that, as I want him to have about 50 hours a week to look after the house, cars, garden and us. But we are bringing in £500 a week, less expenses from him. Not bad. Better than letting him play golf or watch TV. Mum and I use this money to go out for dinner, spa weekends away and holidays etc.

We have had him convert the basement into a full laundry area. It has two washing machines and two dryers and a large ironing table that he made. It has a sink for hand washing. Mum said that there was enough room for him to have single bed in there, so instead of him sleeping in my spare room he is there in the laundry. The room does not have a toilet or shower, so we came up with an idea imitating some old prisons. They have to slop out. So he has a bucket for a toilet and every morning he has to take it outside, lift a man hole cover and empty it. We have forbidden him from using any toilet in the house and only use the bucket – just to humiliate him more. His shower is a baby’s plastic bath that he stands in and washes himself, he must be always be clean shaved from the neck down, etc every day.

It is now coming into winter and we have had the laundry business going for 7 months and it is very steady. Hubby is on the go 16 hours, 7 days a week. All the time in tight girdles etc. and he is loving it I am sure. He never has to make a decision and is frightened of being disobedient, which I am certain keeps him very content. Yesterday Mum arrived in for breakfast with her shinny black knee length boots on. They were covered in mud and grass. I asked her what happened and she said that she was out waking in the garden and she now needs a slave to clean them. We both laughed. She shouted at hubby to come over and get down and lick them clean. He started to clean them and she kept ordering him, you missed that bit, get the soles licked clean, etc. When he had them all licked clean she ordered him to get polish and a cloth and give them a good polish. Then she said, now you may get our breakfast ready and you will not need any today as you have got all your nourishment and protein from my dirty boots. We both burst out laughing. As we ate our breakfast she said to him get on the floor and lick the dirt that she brought in with her boots. I could not believe how quickly he started to lick the mud from the floor. Then my Mother said to him, have you enjoyed licking my boots? and he said very much. She went on to say, well I need you to prove to me how much you enjoyed it. I want you to write lines asking me permission to lick my boots. She shouted, get a pad and pen. He rushed off and returned with an A4 lined pad and pen and she told him to write :- ( It would be a great privilege for me to lick Madame’s boots every day.) She told him to fill the page and time it. It took 6 minutes to write 32 lines. She said that that meant it would take 2 hours to write 20 pages – 640 lines. She went on to say that he must get up at 5.30am tomorrow, get washed and dressed and write 20 pages, and have them ready for 8:00am at breakfast. Then she would consider his request to lick her boots.

The next morning I came down to the kitchen and there was Mum with her boots on, only this time still clean. She was looking over the lines. He wrote all 640 and she winked at me. She called him over and said, this is quite good but I don’t think it goes far enough to show you really want to lick my boots every day. It needs to be more begging like, (Please I beg you can I lick your beautiful boots clean for you every day.) She said that he was to do the same again and write 20 pages and have them ready in the morning. She then tore up all the lines into small pieces and threw them on the floor and said, clean them up after breakfast. The next day was the same. She said that she was still not convinced that he meant it and for him to do the same lines for 5 more days, and she will give him an answer. For the next 5 days he wrote, and she tore them up every day. After a week she arrived in with her muddy boots and the look on hubby’s face was priceless. She waved her hand and without a word he was on his knees licking her boots. I thought to myself, we have come a long way and he is now fully trained to be our slave. He is now truly a slave in every way. I will update you as we go along.

Mistress Rose

Day to day regime

I received some interesting feedback on Volume 10 of my journals. The commenter was very generous with his appreciation of the journal but also said that the journal entries are all about the more extreme days and weekends in my life. Which is true because I thought that is what my loyal followers wanted. However he said he would also like to know about the days that are not extreme. The days when I go off to work and bitch-boy works at home. What routines are followed and what rules are in force? So, I will include a full entry on this in Journal 11.

Since receiving this comment, I have been jotting down a list of what I will need to include, I have been amazed at how long the list is becoming. It includes:
The 24/7 chastity, Shoe worship while I put on my make-up before leaving for work, Kissing my shoes before I walk out of the front door when he receives his chores list for the day, Making my lunch, Cleaning my shoes/boots for that day, Making sure my toilet paper is written on, The replenishing regime, The tidying-up-after regime, Shaving my legs, pits and cunt, Morning T&D – me in my 6 inch heeled mules and see-thru dressing gown, His gardening/ yard work to my requirements, Housework / laundry, My spitting in his beverages and drinks morning and evening, Him licking the dripping sweat from my flat stomach after I exercise in the morning, Him kissing my shoes/boots when I get home from work, My orgasms from his tongue some mornings/evenings. Canings for punishment, Deterrent canings, Pedicures, Washing my hair, Dealing with all the utility companies, the banking and spam and junk mail, Preparing/serving evening meals, Wearing a padlocked on rubber collar if he has no business meetings, (It’s rubber so he can shower in it).

I was a bit amazed at the length of the list of things I was not really counting as being in a ‘DS session’.

Obviously in my Journal I will provide all the fine detail.

No Rights for Submissives?

I have been thinking about writing this blog post for a long time. But the concepts to be communicated are so difficult to set out elegantly that I have been procrastinating. However, today I have decided to have a go.

Of course a submissive like bitch-boy has no rights under my roof. My domestic tyranny holds sway in all things. What this post is about is the concept of true submissives having the right not to be discriminated against because of their sexuality – in the same way gay and lesbian people have that right – at least in countries where the politicians have the required levels of intelligence and wisdom to be working at creating a civilised society. I hope my gay and lesbian friends are not offended, but if I look back 50 years ago in the UK, it was unlawful for gay men to have sex. It was an illegal act which could result in a prison term, and often did. And gay men were discriminated against in the workplace and elsewhere. But gay men do not choose to be gay and the evidence is becoming overwhelming that being gay is substantially genetic. As I understand it, gay men usually know they are gay before adolescence.

Well, I have so many times, come across submissives, like bitch-boy, who knew they were submissive well before adolescence. Usually between the ages of 6 and 11. I would bet my favourite cane that being submissive is also substantially genetic. I wonder if I would be making an accurate prediction by saying that in perhaps, 25 years, being submissive will be like being gay and not incur discrimination in civilised countries? At the moment, in most countries, when a submissive is physically disciplined by a dominant, that dominant is committing the offense of assault. But this discipline is part of the sex-life the submissive needs and wants.

Then there is the added complication of consent. I just laugh when I see the old mantra for BDSM play of ‘Sane, Safe and Consensual’. I have set out my views, supported overwhelmingly by submissives who leave comments, that a submissive does not want to consent to what happens to them when being dominated. If they consent, they are in charge and are therefore not content. So it all gets quite tricky. I can imagine a standard contract, accepted by society, that might be signed before a submissive and dominant embark on a relationship where the sub consents to enduring whatever the dominant wants to do, forever more. (I guess there should be some hard limits included in the terms and conditions. And if the hard limits were too fettering for the Dominant, then the Dominant would have to find another sub.)

At the moment just about all people in a Dom/Sub relationship have to keep the nature of their lifestyle very secret from vanilla people and from society. They could be sacked from their jobs, refused access to hotels or restaurants or shops, etc, were their secret to come out. Just how it was for gay men 50 years ago.

Is there any organisation which is pushing for the rights for submissives? I am not sure there is.

Femdom AND Lezdom

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Well out of 10 replies to my previous post, 9 asked that I include Lezdom as well as Femdom so I think my research is concluded and future journals will have the content topics of my latest.

Thank you to all those who provided feedback.

bitch-boy escapes my malevolent tyranny today, but tomorrow he will endure it for the whole day!