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Remember honey, I have the vagina, I make the rules, and my vagina wants a new and large cock tonight.
One of the main rules for cuckoldsALWAYS RESPECT YOUR WIFE’S PRIVACY …
“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
(via Male Slave Reformatorium) OHHHHH, how do i get a gig working as one of the Officers here??? talk about the gig of a lifetime…and im so well suited!
I rule with an iron fist and will. Fear keeps the dregs in line!
(via Slave Men Used as Punching Bags) WHAT A FABULOUS IDEA!!! I would need at least a dozen ‘bags’. I fear seven days would likely not be enough 'recovery time’ to provide Me a fresh, unbruised and broken canvas. The raw power and
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?
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
The hierarchy. So obvious!
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
Ready to take one for the team??? I’m going to beat you so hard your ancestors will bleed!
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
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
A proud day for you daughter. Today on your fourteenth birthday, you take an important step in the journey toward your full embrace of your Dominance and Supremacy over the lowly male creatures over whom you will enjoy your life of privilege. Today,
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
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
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.
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
Under female supremacy, male demeanor is reverent, humble and obedient. Any seeming lapse in humility is punished. Mistress Owners are individualistic. Each perfects methods for assuring male compliance to the required proprieties. The Mistress Owner
(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
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
In days of old, Warriors would prepare for battle. War paint applied Armor placed on them They would ride into battle not knowing if they would prevail…be victorious. I too, apply the war paint. I slither into the skins of the conquered
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.
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
Don’t delude yourself . We don’t dress to please you or turn you on. When I slither into tight leather, slide My feet down into a nice pair of Louboutin spikes, and stand in the mirror, I do it for ME! I’m like the ancient warrior
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
“Round up the usual suspects! I think I’ll celebrate My birthday with a nice public flogging and hanging. It’s good to be the Queen!”
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
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
Superman had his cape. Batman had his tricked out car. Thor had his hammer. Well I have something too! And when I step into them…woe be to anyone or anything that gets in My way!
I adore taking My property out for a night on the town. I love people’s reactions. Children stare…and parents admonish them. Some laugh nervously. Teenagers usually snicker. The women? Well they stare as well. Then they look at their
Until society wakes up and comes to grips with the inevitability of Female rule and male subjugation, I’ll continue to dress up My property as a respectable ‘chauffeur type’. Once back in the privacy of the penthouse, a few well placed
I love everything about them…except… I can’t see the blood. White next time!
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In the New World Oder of Female dominion, Ladies often wear next to nothing under a jacket. Something alluring and that will offer unfettered access should She choose to use an available male for Her pleasure. And…of course, a lethal pair of
Slay the dragon. Skin the dragon. Wear the dragon. Be…the dragon!
In the New World Order of Absolute Female Dominion, young males are sent to special indoctrination centers where very enough traditional ‘schooling’ is provided to make them functional. The thrust of the mission however is to break them of
Things are so much more peaceful and orderly here in My village since WE took over rule and instituted the New Order. I’m free to roam casually down the streets and paths. Every male instinctively falls prostrate, nose to the ground, at the mere
(via Female Supremacy: Men Exist Only to Serve Women) They’re also useful as trash receptacles and ashtrays. if they become clogged, they’re simply replaced like any other garbage disposal.
The Utopia of Female Rule. See any men around? What? No leering or whistling construction workers? They’ve all been rounded up. Neutered, eliminated or safely chained and caged facing a short lifetime of forced labor. Finally…
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Even in the new world order of absolute Female dominion, Lauren would occasionally come across a disrespectful boy. Missed in the endless roundups. Perhaps clueless to the new protocol. Failing to drop to his knees, daring to make eye contact. Sigh…there
A chaotic and unruly world. It would be an orderly and well mannered one under the powerful heels of Female Dominion. It’s there for the taking Ladies. The power to seduce, entrap, enslave and rule! Feel it wash over you every time you slither
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
In the future world of Absolute Female Dominion, Ladies of means often escape for a weekend to one of the distant conquered planets to which males have been exiled. They hunt down the defenseless men out in the wasteland, equipped with all the latest
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
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