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June 30, 2010

Teramis "That Kinky Stuff" BDSM ESSAYS

Date: Wed, 30 Jun 2010 09:06:30 +0100
From: rfrub


Dear Mistress Christine and David

Many DOMestic readers have likely heard of Miss Abernathy and a
number have probably read her books like "Erotic Slavehood".

Just by using the search terms BDSM submissive essay i quickly
found this site:-

http://www.teramis.com/kink/

Not a large site and not a visual one but seven essays written
by a female and of such universal value and good sense that i
would bring them to the attention of any person interested in
carefully thinking through the deeper meaning of Dominance and
Submission. And having read them i would rate them with the
recognised wisdom of Miss Abernathy.

Not a surprise because on
investigation Teramis has many strings to Her bow.

Educational Seminars in NYC/NJ, DC, and Philly

Date: 30 Jun 2010 05:33:21 -0000
From: Sea


Announcement about Educational Seminars in NYC/NJ, DC, and
Philly - July 3rd to July 11th 2010

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I look forward to my upcoming trip to the East Coast to give
seminars! Given below are:

  • Schedule Outline
  • Class Descriptions
  • Bio
  • Date, Time, Entry, Registration

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Schedule Outline


July 2-5, Presenting at TES Fest in NYC/NJ area

July 3: Components of a Submissive's Psychology
July 4: Languages of D/s

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July 6, Presenting at Black Rose meeting in DC

Demystifying Psychology of Humiliation

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July 10, Presenting at Sexploratorium in Philly

How to Provide Excellent Service

Psychology of Submissives (Combines
(1) Components of a Submissive's Psychology and
(2) Psychology of Service Submissives)

Humiliation Play Lab (Combines
(1) Demystifying Psychology of Humiliation and
(2) Humiliation: Now It's Time to Play)

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July 11, Presenting at Shag in NYC

Psychology of Submissives (Combines
(1) Components of a Submissive's Psychology and
(2) Psychology of Service Submissives)

Humiliation Play Lab (Combines
(1) Demystifying Psychology of Humiliation and
(2) Humiliation: Now It's Time to Play)


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Class Descriptions


Components of a Submissive's Psychology

Host Event: TES Fest, July 3

In this seminar we discuss the different components that
collectively influence the needs, wants, and behaviors of
submissives, and how unmet needs affect this influence. We then
discuss practical applications of this model: its impact on
relationship compatibility and longevity and its application to
various scenarios.

Helpful to:

Dominants who wish to better understand submissives, make their
relationships more resilient, and better understand basis for
compatibility.

Submissives who wish to better understand self, learn how to
process feelings, learn how to communicate what is important in
a relationship, and understand what would be important to a
compatible dominant.

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Languages of D/s

Host Event: TES Fest, July 4

We begin this seminar by examining what creates a power
imbalance in social relationships, and how the organic power
imbalance has potential to undermine the D/s dynamic in a
relationship. We then discuss the different ways people express
and receive dominance and submission, and how to uncover which
languages of D/s each person speaks. This class will be
particularly helpful to those who wish to better grasp the
mental aspects of D/s, and those who have been approached by a
submissive partner about dominance and are unsure how to
respond.

Helpful to:

Dominants who wish to understand how the organic power can
undermine the D/s dynamic.

Dominants and submissives who wish to know the different ways
D/s can be expressed so they can identify their key modes.

Dominants and submissives who wish to understand the importance
of these languages in a D/s relationship.

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Demystifying Psychology of Humiliation

Host Event: Black Rose Meeting in DC on July 6

Does hearing the word humiliation make you uncomfortable? Are
you puzzled why someone would find humiliation erotic? Do you
enjoy humiliation and want to learn how to take it further?

We begin by discussing the difference between embarrassment,
humiliation, and degradation. Then we discuss two broad forms of
humiliation play: D/s humiliation and SM humiliation. Next we
talk about common themes and risks associated with each type of
humiliation play, and how identifying these themes can allow one
to use creativity for other areas to explore. Lastly, we discuss
ideas for responsible public humiliation.

Helpful to:

Those who wish to understand why someone would enjoy
humiliation.

Those who wish to do humiliation play but must overcome personal
conflict.

Those who wish to know what are the different types of
humiliation play, what are their themes and risks, how
identifying themes can help devise other types of play, and how
to do responsible public play.

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How to Provide Excellent Service

Host Event: Sexploratorium in Philadelphia on July 10

I discuss my approach to service, which includes multiple
elements that fall under the following types of service:
anticipatory, elegant, sacred, and creative service. I use an
example service scenario and interactively discuss what can be
done to achieve these elements of excellent service within that
scenario. Depending on time and space, I either do a demo or
lead the class through creating excellent service for additional
example service scenarios.

Helpful to:

Service submissives who wish to learn to or add to their
repertoire about how to provide excellent service.

Dominants who wish to teach service to submissives.

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Psychology of Submissives [Combines
(a) Components of a Submissive's Psychology and
(b) Psychology of Service Submissives]

Host Events:
(a) Sexploratorium in Philadelphia on July 10,
(b) SHAG in NYC on July 11

Are you a dominant who would like to understand the psychology
of submissives and what can help your relationship last? Are you
a dominant who is uncomfortable to receive service, or cannot
fathom why someone would want to clean your house? Are you a
submissive who would like to understand why you have conflicting
drives, and how to deal with internal conflicts? Are you a
service submissive who has felt unfulfilled and had difficulty
conveying what is important to you towards service and D/s
relationships in general?

First we clarify terminology - what we mean by a submissive and
related terms. We discuss submission with respect to a
personality trait, a sexuality-based role preference, and social
status.

Next we discuss a general model for a submissive's psychology.
The model discusses different components that collectively
influence the needs, wants, and behaviors of submissives, and
how unmet needs affect this influence. We then discuss practical
applications of this model: its impact on relationship
compatibility and longevity and its application to various
scenarios.

Then we will interactively discuss the challenges faced by
dominants and submissives with respect to service. We will then
discuss archetypes of service submissives, how to identify these
archetypes, and why each archetype likes to provide service. We
will then talk about how identifying these archetypes helps
determine compatibility, and to understand what can enhance or
deflate motivation to serve for the different archetypes.


Helpful to:

Dominants who wish to better understand submissives, make their
relationships more resilient, and better understand basis for
compatibility.

Dominants who wish to understand service submissives and what
motivates them.

Submissives who wish to better understand self, learn how to
process feelings, learn how to communicate what is important in
a relationship, and understand what would be important to a
compatible dominant.

Service submissives who wish to better understand what motivates
them to serve, and learn how to communicate needs to a dominant
about what makes service fulfilling.

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Humiliation Class and Lab [Combines
(a) Demystifying Psychology of Humiliation and
(b) Humiliation: Now It's Time to Play]

Host Events:
(a) Sexploratorium in Philadelphia on July 10,
(b) SHAG in NYC on July 11

Does hearing the word humiliation make you uncomfortable? Are
you puzzled why someone would find humiliation erotic? Do you
enjoy humiliation but are conflicted about it? Do you want to
know how you can expand your humiliation play?

We begin by briefly discussing the psychology behind
humiliation: what are the differences between D/s humiliation
and SM humiliation, why someone might like to engage in these
practices, and what are risks. Then we focus on identifying
themes for humiliation play, and how identifying themes allows
one to use their creativity. We then have an example interview
of a sub to discuss what types of questions to ask, and how to
interpret the answers. Then we collectively brainstorm to create
a humiliation scene based on the answers from the interview.

Helpful to:

Those who do not understand why someone would enjoy
humiliation.

Those who wish to do humiliation play but must overcome
personal
conflict.

Those who wish to learn more about how to pursue this type of
play.


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BIO


Sea has been a BDSM gypsy of sorts for almost 13 years and
attends social and educational events across BDSM, leather, and
fetish communities in multiple cities. He is proud to call home
Austin, a city where a homeless crossdresser is a local
celebrity who ran for mayor, a local band bases all its songs
around the lead singer?s fetish for feet, and adults gather each
year to celebrate the birthday of Eeyore? yes, Eeyore from
Winnie the Pooh!

Sea has done his share to help, as they like to say there, keep
Austin weird. His contributions to the Austin scene include
hosting and promoting a fetish night for three years, during
which time he wrote and directed, performed in, and arranged
music for multiple fetish shows. BDSM influences his artistic
expression, which has occurred in the form of fetish
photography, DJing music for scene events, dance, and writings.
He has also done stand-up comedy at multiple BDSM events.

Sea regularly presents at BDSM events across the country with a
focus on communication and psychology, especially the psychology
of submissives. He was recently invited to join the Advisory
Board for weekend conventions DomCon Los Angeles and DomCon
Atlanta. His current projects include speaking at college human
sexuality class, visiting vanilla forums and taking a tactful
stand for BDSM as needed, and providing information to those
seeking out BDSM or ambivalent about their interest. His past
contributions include chairing the Austin chapter of The Next
Generation BDSM group for four years.

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Date, Time, Location, Registration

TES Fest

Date: Fri July 2 - Mon Jul 5

Time: All weekend

Location:

Near Edison, NJ

Please see http://tesfest.org/

Entry: Please see TES Fest website for registration and day
pass options.

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Black Rose Meeting

Date: July 6, Tuesday

Time: 8-8:30 pm

Location: Hyatt Regency, 400 New Jersey Ave NW, Washington DC

Black Rose Contact: http://www.br.org/

Entry: $5 for Black Rose members, $10 for non-members

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Sexploratorium

Date: July 10, Saturday

Times:

How to Provide Excellent Service 12:15 - 2 pm
Psychology of Submissives 2:30 - 4:30 pm
Humiliation Play Lab 5:15 - 7:15 pm

Location:

Sexploratorium
620 S 5th St
Philadelphia, PA
215-829-4986

Registration and Entry:

All classes are $20 each in advance and $30 on day of class. For
registration, please see this website:

http://passion101classes.com/

and click on Upcoming Workshop Schedule.

The class titles will shortly appear as a hyperlink, clicking on
which will allow one to register.

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SHAG

Date: Sunday, July 11, 2010

Time:

2:00 - 4:00 pm Psychology of Submissives
4:30 - 6:30 pm Humiliation Class and Senior Lab

Location:

SHAG
108 Roebling Street @ N. 6th Street
Brooklyn, NY 11211
L Train to Bedford
Contact Shag:

Phone: 347.721.3302

http://weloveshag.com/


Registration and Entry

One seminar: $20 in advance, $25 at the door
Both seminars: $35 in advance, $40 at the door

Groups of 5 or more receive $5 off ticket of each person

Advance Registration

For online registration, please go to SHAG website and click on
Workshops menu. If you have a group of 5 or more, please
contact SHAG directly to obtain group discount.

Walk-ins, please check SHAG website for any schedule changes
prior to attending. If there are any changes, they will be
posted on SHAG website no later than Saturday afternoon.

June 28, 2010

When Femdom goes wrong

Date: Mon, 28 Jun 2010 10:38:55 +0100
From: rfrub


Dear Mistress Christine and David,

Over on IAR (International Association of Rubberists) is an
alert which takes the reader to a news story:

Robin Mortimer died during S&M session

It makes sad reading but it is something we should all confront.
Over on IAR (slight changes for this audience) I wrote:

Similar events have happened before. I followed the link to the
English text and read the lady describing herself as a sadist of
the worst sort. I hope that by far the majority of folk here
would not want that said of themselves. The moment you describe
yourself in such terms it is to say "not a safe person".

Rubber loving (and for this readership Femdom) should be about
sharing an extra-ordinary pleasure and if for some pain becomes
part of the experience, then those who take that on themselves
to do should be fully educated in the responsibilities that
topping brings. It seems these ladies did not think like that.

I am reading a good book from Greenery Press about exactly this
called The Kiss of the Whip and another one in the genre is
called On the Safe Edge.

June 24, 2010

Hooded submissives and female hypnotists

From: "Darryl Ducharme"
Date: Wed, 23 Jun 2010 18:52:40 -0600


Hi Ms Christine and David,

i just loved that hooded documentary too. i was just reading
about this and poof it hit the list in totally different way.
love it.

Nothing new to say, always redundant, but here (below) is a clip
on hypno stuff i thought was cool.

all my love
nuked_potatoes


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From: exedrummer
Date: Wed, 23 Jun 2010 20:16:04 -0400 (EDT)


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June 22, 2010

TES Fest 2010 - July 2nd to 5th


Date: Tue, 22 Jun 2010 16:59:07 -0000
From: "thrash999"


TES Fest 2010 - Find Your Freedom - July 2-5, 2010


TES Fest 2010 will be held at a 3 star hotel in Piscataway, NJ.
We will have the entire hotel for the weekend. There will be
no shuttle buses to ride, everything all in the same place.

We have tons of classes, great vendors, and fabulous play-space
setup by The Crucible. Come out and relax and play. No stress.
Cool people. Who needs the beach when we have a pool all to
ourselves? What more do you want for a holiday weekend.

About TES Fest

TES Fest is the annual gathering for the BDSM and sex-positive
communities to celebrate the steps TES's founding fathers took
in 1971: the opportunity to find our freedom.

Taking place over the Fourth of July weekend, TES Fest is the
premiere event in the NYC Metro region for everyone (from
amateurs to seasoned veterans) to socialize, learn new skills
and simply have a great time. With classes and special events
covering the gamut of topics and special interests, TES Fest
allows people to explore, educate and entertain themselves in a
healthy, safe and sane environment.

Check website for updates
www.tesfest.org

Jim's Story - part twenty-three

Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2009 23:17:09 -0500
From: randolphus


Jim's Story by randolphus
first part linked here


part twenty-three - Carmen the tyrant

I woke and Carmen was still sleeping. I reviewed what was
available for breakfast. She had promised a double spanking, and
after the caning I received, I thought pleasing her tummy would
make her a little less vicious.

I imagined different combinations but there just wasn't much in
the pantry. The ingredients to make eggs Benedict were there but
not the sauce. But there were plenty of eggs; so I made a not
Benedict sauce. It was very tasty but not authentic. I cut up
the rest of the fruit. Made some coffee and waited for sleeping
beauty.

Sleeping beauty had a hangover from excessive partying. She said
she didn't want any breakfast. She said she wanted to watch me
iron her underwear.

She lay on the sofa-bed; I set up the ironing board across the
room. She instructed me to iron facing the wall so she could
watch me, but I couldn't watch her.

It took about forty-five minutes for me to iron and fold about a
dozen pieces. I asked if she might want a hot bath and a massage
and she said: "You just want to feel me up."

I said: "No ma'am;" And straightened the blanket lying over her
on the sofa.

She said: "Put away the clothes and fold up the ironing board.
Make sure everything is clean because I'm going to inspect it."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I busied myself cleaning clean counters, vacuuming clean floors,
and straightening neat drawers. I tried working quietly so she
could fall asleep.

A couple of hours later, she said: "I think I want a hot bath
and a massage, and remember it's for my benefit not yours."

I said: "Yes, ma'am."

I filled the tub hotter than normal, used lots of shampoo to
bubble it up, and escorted her in. I covered her with the
bubbles, and gently washed her with a cloth. I heated the water
by running more hot water, and let her soak while I set up the
massage table. I tried not to enjoy toweling her lovely body
dry.

I used her scented powder instead of oil. She liked it but
didn't say anything. I could tell from the very soft oh's she
was making.

I turned her over and avoided her eyes. I rubbed the powder into
her neck and around behind her ears, and I could feel her
shivering. Finally I rubbed skin cream into her feet then on her
hands. I felt I enjoyed cupping her breasts too much to do it. I
told her I was finished but I said I would re-do any parts she
might like.

She said: "You have good hands."

She said she was hungry.

I told her I'd reviewed what we had in the kitchen, would she
like low fat eggs Benedict?

She said it sounded good.

I served for lunch what I had planned for breakfast. She sat in
a long tee shirt, and a sweatshirt. She ate all the fruit but
left one of the eggs on a muffin. The sauce had no yolks and
only a pat of butter.

She said: "Eat my leftover; on the floor, here." She pointed
with her foot.

I squatted down and ate up her leftover egg Benedict from her
plate with her fork. I caught a glimpse of her expression. Her
lips were pursed; she had a determined look in her eyes. I
didn't know how to interpret her feelings, but I was glad I ate
up the eggs.

She said: "Dress me."

I combed and then brushed her hair. I put on panties and bra
that I had just ironed. She selected a tee shirt and jeans. I
found socks and tennis shoes.

She decided we would go for a walk. We went to a nice park about
a mile away and wandered along its' perimeter.

She said: "Why do you do this?"

I knew what she was referring to, but I didn't have a good
explanation. I said: "Do what Miss Carmen?"

She said: "Why do you want to clean my apartment, or the toilet
at the office, or take canings?"

I tried answering sincerely: "I want to be my wife's slave. It's
a feeling I have that can be called a kink, I recognize it's not
normal. She accepts me in exchange for me doing things for her.
The arrangement is that I suspend wanting things. I let her tell
me what I want and try to embrace her conditions. She assigned
me to Miss Peggy. Then she assigned me to you. At first I
thought it was all about me, I was amazed how well my wife and
my mother-in-law seemed to know how to push my buttons. Lately I
have imagined it has nothing to do with me. It's what she wants.
I'm trying to keep my part of the bargain."

Carmen said: "What do you think about me?"

I said: "I'm not allowed to express how much I like you normally
but you asked, I think you are a gorgeous lady with high
intelligence and an outgoing personality. I respect you
enormously. I'm very grateful that you have taken an interest in
me. I consider it a privilege to be allowed to do the things I
have for you."

Carmen said: "Why does your wife want you to wash toilets and
wants me to make you stand in the corner and beat you with a
cane?"

"I guess it's to prevent me getting the idea that you are in my
debt for what I have done. It seems that the more I do, the more
I get punished. It seems unfair, but the alternative is I do
nothing and my wife loses interest. I think what I do is what
keeps everyone interested in me. So if I do a lot, I will think
I'm pretty good, so maybe washing toilets reminds me that I'm
the slave. Somehow the idea that I have to do what you tell me,
but you can do whatever you want is what excites me."

Carmen said: "You are weird."

I said: "But Miss Carmen, you elected to beat me in front of the
entire group, and my wife and the president, why did you do
that?"

She said: "You don't think I had cause?"

I said: "Of course you did, but so did everyone in the group,
but you brought it about, and now I'm cleaning your apartment."

She said: "I have some kinks too; and I will expose them to you
this week."

I didn't know if I should become afraid.

Instead of going straight back, we went down a side street and
into a neighborhood bar. She ordered a chardonnay and I ordered
a cabernet. We talked more, the conversation got to computers
and it was very comfortable.

On the way back, she said: "You like to get punished?"

I said: "No, not at all. I like my mistress asserting herself
and overwhelming me. In a way I get that feeling from calling
you Miss, and saying ma'am, I try very hard to please."

She said: "But sometimes, like this morning I didn't want you to
please me."

I said: "Yes ma'am; you don't have to. You don't have to do
anything. But I have to do what you tell me to."

She said: "What if I tell you to leave me alone for ever?"

I said: "That's your choice. I would be sad."

She said: "I'm used to guys wanting to get into my pants and not
doing anything for me. You seem to want to do things for me;
don't you want to get into my pants?"

I said: "I would very much like to but I have a thing locked on
my penis; it's believed that I won't be eager to please you if I
climax. And of course there is the question of would you let
me."

She said: "This conversation has been fun, but I seem to be
letting a genie out of a bottle. I haven't heard any Miss or
ma'am in a long time. When we get back I think a little
discipline will re-establish our roles."

I said: "Yes ma'am." I was already feeling in a submissive role.

When we got into the apartment Carmen said to strip and bring
the handcuffs.

I stripped and brought the handcuffs. She handcuffed my hands
behind my back and ordered me into a corner near where we were
standing.

She said: "Don't move or talk."

I was surprised by the turn of events. Carmen was behind me,
unlocking the handcuffs.

She said: "Turn around and kneel down."

I knelt and she was wearing only panties and bra and high heeled
shoes. She looked so desirable.

She said: "Do you want to fuck me?"

I said: "You are so lovely, I would love to."

She said: "How badly? Would you take a beating from me for the
privilege?"

I said: "For sure miss; and ten times over."

She said: "Get up."

I did, and she unlocked my penis corset. It immediately grew to
pay homage to the goddess in front of me. We went to her bedroom
and I ravished her with my hands and mouth. I removed her
underwear and kissed her everywhere. She took my tool and drew
it (me following) to her pussy and I entered her.

Suddenly I had to start thinking of cooking recipes; it had been
so long, and I had climbed to an immense height of passion,
every cell in her body was driving me higher with desire. If I
didn't hold back, I would explode in an instant. I was falling
in love again. I will treasure this girl forever, and then she
went epileptic and I detonated.

I sort of collapsed beside her, then she squirmed around and
there was a pussy on my face, I started licking and then she had
my member and she was sucking. She came in a few minutes but it
took me much longer.

We were embracing and lying down after all the work.

She said: "You may clean me up."

I thought that I already had, but I followed her beautiful naked
body to the bathroom and made a washcloth wet and warm and
patted her clean.

She said: "Dress me back up."

I did, and I adored her a little; touching her here and there.

She said: "Let's get you locked back up." We sat next to each
other on her bed. She took the penis corset gadget and inserted
my penis into it and locked the cover on. Her touching me made
me just want her more. She had a key and I was subject to her
use of it. It makes her so special.

Carmen said: "Since you're still pretty naked, let's work on
settling your account. You owe me two whippings from yesterday,
then you owe me for the sex we just had and then there is the
ten more you offered."

I said: "Miss Carmen that was a figure of speech, not an offer
of wanting a beating."

She said: "Do you want me to add to your debt with a penalty for
arguing?"

I said: "No ma'am."

Carmen said: "Bring the handcuffs and get over this chair."

I wondered if this was Carmen or my wife Sarah's instruction to
her. This was a nice normal girl, why was she being so mean?

Carmen said: "You are a jewel of a guy, you've done wonders for
my apartment, and you dressed me up so all my friends thought
I'd had a makeover, and you made good love. But I don't want to
spoil it all by not doing what I promised. From now until the
end of the week you better not forget how to address me. You
will stand in my presence, and do all of the things you've been
trained to do. Do you understand?"

I said: "Yes Miss Carmen."

How can these women get so righteous?

She said: "I will be very strict from now on because I have been
treating you like a boy friend. If your wife or even Peggy found
out how lax I had become, I might even be fired. You wouldn't
want that would you?"

I said: "No ma'am;" I was getting scared.

She said: "You will count the strokes and thank me and I want to
hear sincere thanks. It's attitude we're molding here, isn't
that right?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Crack

The pain rushed around my entire body, I had to talk fast: "I
respect you more than ever, that's one."

Crack

I said: "Cleaning your toilet is all I'm fit for, that's two."

Crack.

I said: "I will jump when you give me a command, that's three."

Crack.

I said: "Oh please Miss Carmen, that's too hard, that's four."

Carmen said: "Sometimes I think you're not so smart. I gave you
instructions and you violated them while you're being punished.
Okay, lie there for ten minutes, we're going to start over and
you're getting double the amount."

It's very uncomfortable to lie across a chair for a long time. I
was partly supported by my feet and head and neck. Ten minutes
in an uncomfortable position is a long time. My sweet Carmen has
turned into a sadist.

Carmen said: "This time you may just thank me and make sure you
count."

Crack

I plaintively said: "Thank you miss Carmen, that's one."

Crack

I said: "Thank you miss Carmen, that's two."

This went on until I got to twenty. I was so sore, my butt felt
that it had been sliced to ribbons.

Carmen took my forearm and pulled me up. She led me to the
living room and pushed me down on the carpet. She said: "Stay
there and don't move."

She came back with a book and sat in the chair next to where I
was lying and started reading. I was so seriously injured by her
and she puts me on the floor and reads a book. Then she put one
of her feet on my shoulders.

After a long while Carmen said: "There is no moving or talking,
the cane is ready to remind you if you forget."

I lay at her feet wondering why her attitude toward me changed
so much.

Carmen said: "Your wife Sarah explained, that you don't need
another lover, you need a strict overseer to make sure you work
diligently, show respect and act humbly. That overseer cannot be
your friend. Lying at my feet like this will help you adjust
your feelings."

I have been working diligently, maybe there were lapses in
curtsies or addressing, but it was minor, and it was Carmen who
made the sex moves, she has the key after all. But what does it
matter? I have to do what she tells me. Is that so hard? Lying
on a soft carpet is better than standing in a corner.

Carmen said: "Get up, I want some tea."

I stood up, and she unlocked my handcuffs.

I said: "Yes ma'am;" and I curtsied.

I made the tea, placed it next to her with a napkin; and I
curtsied; I remained standing.

She sipped the tea and said: "Stand in the corner there." She
was pointing to opposite the lounge chair she was sitting in, so
I would be watched.

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "The collar with a snap was sent with your other
stuff, but I don't have any place I can hook you to. Go find a
place; I don't want to sit around watching you stand in the
corner."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" I looked around the living room where she
and I were and there wasn't any place, I curtsied and went into
the other rooms.

I returned and curtsied, and said: "Miss Carmen, there are three
possibilities, if we had a small piece of chain or rope we could
make a loop around the clothes bar in your closet or the shower
curtain bar in the bathroom, or if I stood in the bathtub you
could connect me to the loop for the clothes dryer." She had one
of those pull out ropes that connect to a hook and allow you to
hang wet clothes over the bathtub.

She said: "I have some rope."

She went into the kitchen and bent over a low drawer and I
noticed how attractive she was. She had a roll of clothesline
kind of string. I cut two pieces and made a loop around the
shower curtain rod and the clothes rod in her closet.

She rummaged in the small suitcase. She found the collar and the
handcuffs; I put my hands behind my back and click. She fastened
the collar around my neck, and led me by pulling on the snap to
her closet. She snapped me over the rope loop. She said: "The
handcuff keys are on the kitchen table. No moving is allowed."
She closed the closet door.

I was in darkness. I could hear her moving around in her
bedroom; then she turned out the light and closed the door. The
darkness was total. Then I heard the apartment door open and
close, she went out.

I dozed in the darkness; I could lean against the closet wall,
not too bad. I was awakened by the door opening, she came back.
I could hear her moving around. She's making tea.

The bedroom light went on, strips of light crept under the
closet door illuminating my tiny prison. I could hear her
unzipping, probably getting undressed. Then the closet opened
and I was blinded by all the light. She removed my handcuffs and
unsnapped me from the rope loop.

She said: "Pick up the clothes."

I was overwhelmed with her nakedness and beauty, I know I looked
groggy and gross from my long incarceration, and she looked so
desirable.

I said: "Yes ma'am;" And curtsied.

She said: "Don't look at me."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I think she deliberately scattered her clothes about, I found
shoes from the same pair on the opposite sides of the bed, I put
them away, I found her panties and jeans separate from each
other, I folded her jeans, I put her panties and bra in the
hamper. I could tell she was watching me.

I curtsied and said: "I'm finished Miss Carmen." I tried not to
look at her.

She said: "I like you better handcuffed." She handcuffed me.

I tried not to look chagrined. But what could I have done to
prevent this total change in attitude.

She said: "When you're not doing work you should be restrained,
sort of like turning off a machine, in your case, I will
handcuff you. That way I know you can't get into mischief."

She got into bed and said: "You may crawl under and worship me
until I fall asleep."

I got into bed and crawled under her leg and got my face into
her ass. I could tell from her breathing that she fell asleep. I
tried not to disturb the bedding as I straightened out. It's
very uncomfortable to sleep handcuffed, but I was accustomed to
it.

I woke early and discovered my handcuffs had been opened. I got
up and started boiling water for tea for Carmen and coffee for
me. I prepared the sparse fruit we had and picked a yoghurt and
cereal and milk.

Then I got dressed and waited.

Carmen woke up and I brought her tea. I curtsied. I knelt in
front of her lovely naked body. She took the tea and sipped. She
said: "I told you last night not to look at me."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" and aimed my eyes at the carpet in front of
her feet.

She said: "You will dress me with the minimum of touching."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I offered her several matching underwear color choices and she
picked black. I knew that putting panties and bra on a lady
usually got me in trouble. So I tried the tactic of planning
meals, while helping her put one foot and then the other into
her panties, the problem arises when she lifts a leg, and out of
the corner of your eye you see her pussy, and you're not allowed
to look.

After that, corralling her boobs with the bra, made me want to
kiss her neck and back. I held my self down with difficulty.

I finished dressing her.

I held her chair for her; then I put a napkin in her lap. I made
her fresh tea; and asked her if she wanted orange juice or
water, and served her a glass of water. Then I waited,
remembering not to look at her.

When she finished eating, she beckoned me to follow her. We went
into the toilet. She stood in front of the toilet, waiting for
me.

I unsnapped her jeans, and pulled down her panties. She held my
head in her hand so I was looking down at the floor. I saw her
jeans and panties around her legs. This prevented me from
looking at her, I guessed.

She said: "I don't have to wash hands after you help me in the
toilet. I'll see if we can do this at work."

I hoped she was kidding.

She gave me her car keys and I held the door for her. She sat in
the back and I drove.

Carmen said: "Make sure that you clean the toilets in the
allowed amount of time because I will have to give you bad marks
if you take too long. But be sure to do a thorough job because I
will have to give you bad marks if it's not cleaned right."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" She was rubbing in the fact that I was
being squeezed between the time allotment and the amount of work
needed. She was exercising being a bitch.

When we arrived, I parked and went around to the passenger back
door and opened the door for madam tyrant. I stood waiting and
she very slowly got out of the car. Then I went to the trunk and
took out the bag of female products that we had purchased.

I walked to my office. It was just before 8:00 and I had all my
tasks from Friday. My message light was blinking.

The message was from one of the programmers that the ladies
restroom floor was filled with water. One of the toilets had
overflowed. I wondered if I had to deal with that. I still had
Carmen's car keys.

I walked to her cubicle, curtsied, and I said: "Here are your
car keys, Miss Carmen; I got a message that the ladies restroom
is flooded and one of the toilets has overflowed. Shall I call
maintenance?"

Carmen said: "No you have to take care of that. I'll give you
forty-five minutes to clean that up. And keep the keys; you will
need them to drive us to lunch."

I said: "I don't know if I can do it that fast."

She said: "I didn't ask what you thought; you have forty-five
minutes to clean up the mess, fix the toilet and do your
periodic cleaning. I'll be down to inspect. If you're not done
in forty-five minutes you will get a bad mark."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" I curtsied. I saw people, my employees,
looking at us. I was very embarrassed. But I had become afraid
of this woman who only days ago was my friend and lover.

The bathroom was indeed a mess, toilet paper and water was
everywhere. I found a big squeegee that I used to move the water
to a drain. I picked up the soggy toilet paper with a dust pan.
I found the stopped up toilet, it was nasty but a plunger fixed
it. I mopped that stall and most of the rest of the floor. I
concentrated on the sinks and mirror. I managed to put
everything in its place in only thirty minutes. I filled the
little cabinet with female supplies (tampons, pads, panty
liners, etc). I counted how much of each there were.

Carmen walked in and I curtsied and said I was done.

She looked around, and said: "It looks Okay, but I wanted you
upstairs in forty-five minutes not down here. I will overlook it
this time. But since you're here, you can assist me in the
toilet, now."

I said: "Thank you Miss Carmen, yes ma'am I would be honored."

She walked into the stall that had been clogged. I followed and
when she turned around, I unsnapped her jeans, pulled them down
and pulled her panties down. I wiped and patted. I pulled up her
panties, I evened them around her waist, then I pulled up her
jeans. I was remembering her admonition about looking at her,
but I wanted to know her mood from her expression. From the
quick glances I made, I could see an expression of gritty
determination.

My fear of her increased. I didn't see any affection or
sympathy.

She said: "Maybe you can assist some of the other patrons."

I said: "Yes ma'am." She wasn't asking a question.

She said: "You can go to your office; you don't have to do the
nine-thirty cleaning."

I said: "Yes ma'am, thank you."

I met with Linda and Janet who were the authors of the company
web page. Their work was done in a very labor intensive way. I
wanted them to use what IT people call a more powerful tool.
There were many benefits of doing so beyond just saving time.
Unfortunately they didn't agree. The meeting was Linda and then
Janet telling me why they couldn't change the way they were
making web pages.

In the past, I wouldn't have listened to all this, I would have
told them to just do it, but they talked and I listened. When
they finished, I handed them brochures for the next training
class for the new web design tool. The class was next month in
San Diego. They decided that for my benefit they would go to the
training class.

I wanted to report the result of the meeting to Peggy before she
left for lunch. I called her office. Sally her secretary said I
could come up to her office at eleven-thirty.

I deleted the trash out of my e-mail inbox and read my mail. The
firm interviewing our customers was reporting that we had
improved our customers' satisfaction. This web design initiative
was my last task.

read part twenty-four here

2010-06-22 ( 13 edited messages )

# admin: March to June 2010 update
# C: topping from the bottom - self absorbed
# C: female to male penetration
# Re: C: female to male penetration
# U: International FemDom Day July 24
# Re: U: International FemDom Day July 24
# Re: C: Hood Reviews - FemDom rubber fetish reality
# C: wooden pony picture
# C: Domesticity - Real Fem Dom in daily life
# Re: C: Domesticity - Real Fem Dom in daily life (humour?) x 2
# C: sexual tension - why cock teasing works for me
# S: Jim's Story - part twenty-two


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admin: March to June 2010 update
From: "Christine"
Date: Sun, 13 Jun 2010 02:10:52 +0100


Hello,

I've now completed and uploaded the March to June 2010 update to
the members web site.

Supporters of DOMestic can see the latest at

http://u4ds.com/2010/06/june_10th_2010.shtml

and access or search the last 13 years of DOMestic.

If you don't have a password you can search at least 3 months of
DOMestic using the search box at...

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sincerely,
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C: topping from the bottom - self absorbed
Date: 6 Jun 2010 07:53:39 -0000
From: cyndy


In "men who top from the bottom - submissive or not?" Mistress P
asked "would you say he is truly a submissive?"


I believe that a male topping from the bottom with an
inexperienced BDSM person (or hired dommes) is really just a
very self absorbed person who wants his cake (stimulation)
served to him in just the fashion he wants it, and is happy to
not have to lift a finger to satisfy his partner.


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C: female to male penetration
Date: 1 Jun 2010 16:02:08 -0000
From: fosterpinkef


I am 45, male, and would like to discuss female on top sex,
female to male penetration, and other female dominant sex on
your site.


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Re: C: female to male penetration
From: "David" at u4ds.com
Date: Tue, 22 Jun 2010 00:01:53 +0100


Hello,

fosterpinkef wrote:

>would like to discuss female on top sex, female to male
>penetration, and other female dominant sex on your site.

Go for it - I'm sure you will find willing listeners here. Tell
us more about the types of "female dominant sex" you want to
discuss and ask any questions you like.

For myself, the only "female on top sex" I'm allowed to enjoy
nowadays is "queening". That and being penetrated by Christine's
strap-on are, to me, preferable by far to the alternatives
offered.

Those alternatives are supervised and/or regulated masturbation
often accompanied by what is described as "appropriate
discipline".

sincerely,
David

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U: International FemDom Day July 24
Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 21:09:07 -0700
From: Subiam Subiam


Hello Ms. Christine and David,

I was curious if you've heard anything about International
FemDom Day on 7/24 (or 24/7)? It appears to have started in St.
Louis (dadungeon FemDomDay) and has spread to a global day of
representation (fetlife private post). I also believe that other
locations are hosting events to recognize this day but I was
wondering if you or your members have heard anything?

Perhaps you can query your members?

In male submission,
subiam{to Queen-T}

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subiam.femdommesociety.com

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Re: U: International FemDom Day July 24
From: "Christine" at u4ds.com
Date: Mon, 21 Jun 2010 22:39:53 +0100


Hello,

subiam wrote:

>I was curious if you've heard anything about International
>FemDom Day on 7/24 (or 24/7)?

Let's call it 24th July, it's more universally understood that
way. Although the date of 24/7 was deliberately chosen to
signify FemDom relationships that are 24 hours a day and 7 days
a week.

A quick google on "International+FemDom+Day" shows that there
are now a lot of sites around the world celebrating it.

>Perhaps you can query your members?

I'm inviting all readers to post details of their public or
private experiences to celebrate International FemDom Day here
on DOMestic. And even if not doing anything yourself let us know
what is going on in your area. It would be interesting to see
how universal it's become.

I'll be celebrating it with a private ceremony, and giving David
31 strokes of my thick red handled cane, the one he really
dislikes a lot, as a disciplinary reminder. I'll be sure to
remind him that he is fortunate I'm such a kind Mistress and I
only used the "plus" sign in my sums. 24+7 only comes to 31.

He'll be able to take it without too much problem as he got
precisely 31 of the same cane, (which is still my favourite)
just the other day to celebrate our 31st anniversary. (we got
together in June 79)

When he begs me to stop I can soon convince him he really wants
me to continue. I just lift the hem of my skirt to reveal a
stocking top and ask if he wants to earn the privilege to see a
little more.

With the humbler in place exposing his balls to danger at the
rear, and his hands cuffed behind him, he dare not risk
displeasing me, and is bound (excuse the pun) to agree that he
wants me to finish his celebratory discipline. But I know that
the little teasing glimpse of stocking top is enough to make the
suffering a little more bearable.

Although with his face pressed into the bed cover supporting his
weight, he does have quite a struggle to turn his head to enjoy
the view.

sincerely,
Christine

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Re: C: Hood Reviews - FemDom rubber fetish reality
From: "David" at u4ds.com
Date: Mon, 21 Jun 2010 21:46:53 +0100


Hello,

rfrub wrote:

>Hood Reviews - A FemDom/male-sub history. A leather and rubber
>fetish real life journey.

It is quite an opus, excellent. It's really the most
comprehensive explanation of the rubber fetish in a real life
FemDom context I've read.

And, by the way, welcome back to DOMestic, it must be about ten
years since you were a regular here.

Some of your earlier posts to DOMestic of a fictional nature can
be seen at:-

http://www.mschristine.com/DOMestic/sr.htm

where they are now filed under your new pen name "rfrub".

Although, I always find reality posts more exciting than
fiction, especially when they include such juicy morsels as
those you wrote in this non fiction piece. Such as:-

>initially it was about learning to accept being hooded when
>wanking, quite soon the move came to full intercourse hooded
>and with the collar and lead on. We soon discovered that this
>was "us". It handed control to Mistress. Submissive tendencies
>are massively encouraged if all you are wearing is a rubber
>hood with no vision and your collar and lead are constantly
>being tugged.

And moving on to:-

>In our relationship i quickly discovered i longed to be Queened
>and to service my Mistress orally. -snip- as i serve her She
>starts to drench me in juice and this makes its way into the
>mouth. The combined taste of Her honey and of the latex ensures
>i continue to work.

And finally this reader's imagination did enjoy the picture you
painted with these words:-

>Adding a small dildo gag can complete the process. Or as our
>play has now taken us, the hood will accommodate a strap on
>double dong.

>The reader's imagination can enjoy the psychology of having to
>face a hooding, with your hands cuffed to a waist-belt and a
>Mistress fastening first the collar and lead followed by the
>double dong. Rubber fills your mouth as you become speechless.
>Whining whimpering is all that is left as your eyes (the hood's
>flaps cannot be closed) focus on the solid rubber tip of the
>phallus dancing at just that focussing spot where your vision
>unites. To be face fucked like this.....

Not only did you write a comprehensive review of hoods and their
use, but you also produced factual erotica which, as person who
has experienced the "phallus dancing at just that focussing spot
where your vision unites", I really empathised with.

Thank you.

sincerely,
David at Ms-Christine.com

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C: wooden pony picture
Date: Sat, 5 Jun 2010 20:00:52 +0100
From: rfrub


Dear Mistress Christine and David,

I attach a photo. This object is on full view at the newly
acquired Seaton Delaval Hall of the National Trust.

Of course it has a non fetish use, for drying saddles. It is in
the magnificently over the top stables there. How often though
down the years has it given imaginative minds other ideas?

You can post against the discussion on wooden ponies as a
picture contribution.

yours sincerely,
rfrub


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C: Domesticity - Real Fem Dom in daily life
Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 01:24:50 +0100
From: "David" at u4ds.com


As the list is quiet I thought some folk might like to read some
of my earlier posts. I first posted this to DOMestic more than
ten years ago at:-

Domesticity


Every day as we go about our daily lives, I often find my
fantasies becoming reality. My fantasies are mostly based around
everyday domestic, mundane and ordinary circumstances, and oh
how I love it on the days when some of these fantasies come
true.

Here are some of the things that have happened, and the everyday
circumstances in which they have occurred.....

"You can stay there and wait for me. I will be giving you six
strokes of the cane after my breakfast, six more at lunchtime,
and another six at tea time," Christine said as I awoke to a mug
of tea beside my bed. "And it will be a dozen tomorrow if I do
not wake to tea beside -my- bed tomorrow morning."

It was apparent that I had overslept. Thus was the start of
another working day. She was true to her promise, and I was
disciplined three times before the working day was over. At
lunch time the summons came via the intercom. At tea time she
simply ordered me over the back of a chair in my own office.

As I walked past our bedroom in the evening after work, on my
way to the bathroom, I glanced in and noticed that Christine was
getting dressed. Immediately I wondered if she saw me. It was
soon clear she had.....

"Come in here, David."

I returned to her bedroom and she ordered,

"Stand in the corner, nose touching the wall. I will not have
you sneaking around and peeking while I dress. I will thrash you
for it after I've finished my make up."

On another occasion Christine was sat watching television as I
came in from my office. Her feet were up on the stool, and I
noticed that a glimpse of her stocking top was visible as I
passed by.

Christine said..... "Makes you want a 'toss' does it?"

I replied.... "I'm sorry?" pretending not to know what she
meant.

"Peeking up my skirt! Makes you want to jerk off does it creep?"

I did not know how to reply, and was silent.

"Hurry up and get dressed I'm ready to go out. If I catch you
leering at me again I will put you in your place and teach you a
lesson."

"Put you in your place" is her turn of phrase for queening.
"Teach you a lesson," usually means the plastic ruler on my
penis as she sits on my face.

At other times Christine might surprise me with things I would
never have thought of. Like the uses for household items.
Yesterday she returned from the store with a fly swatter, and
demonstrated it on her hand. The wicked gleam in her eye told me
what use it was likely to see in the near future.

At the local shop as we were buying a pair of shoelaces for my
trainers, Christine bought an extra pair and said to me out of
earshot of the storekeeper:-

"Report to me naked when we get home, I want to see whether I
can make use of these."

As we left the restaurant recently and got into the car
Christine said....

"You forgot to open my door for me, I shall punish you for that
later. I expect my cane will remind you to be a gentleman
again."

The other evening as we were watching television Christine put
her stockinged feet up on her footstool......

"You can play doggy for me this evening, start by sniffing my
feet. Doggies like to sniff!"

One morning, I lay in bed watching Christine get dressed. It
looked to me, from the clothing she selected, as though she had
decided she was in the mood to play. After she was dressed, and
as she was applying her make-up, her eyes caught mine in the
dressing table mirror as I watched her.

"Turn and face the wall," she ordered, "I'll be checking for
signs of lust after I'm dressed."

Another morning she brought me a mug of tea as I sat at the
computer in the house, checking the email. As I thanked her for
the tea, she started to adjust her suspenders, deliberately and
unnecessarily revealing her stocking tops to me.

"I want you wearing your zapper by the time that tea is
finished, I might want to summon you into the bedroom later."

What man would refuse to wear his zapper, with such a promise as
an incentive?

sincerely,
David at Ms-Christine.com

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Re: C: Domesticity - Real Fem Dom in daily life (humour?)
From: rfrub
Date: Mon, 21 Jun 2010 07:38:48 +0100


DOMesticity comes in all sorts of shapes and forms. Back in the
mid 1960s as women were finding their feet in the liberated
household it came with multi coloured Domestic Boiler fronts.
One of the leading concerns was Ideal Standard working from a
Hull factory. We can imagine the working conditions there and
how the boiler makers fantasised about a better life.

Here is a picture of a DOMestic goddess circa 1950s with her
"Ideal" for a better standard of DOMesticity.

amazon retro cards

A warm peaceful environment was what was on offer in the
advertisements. I quote: from one such. The "Ideal Autocrat"
boiler offers "a rocking grate (Brit Pat No 765201) with
special dumping device and stove enamelled jacket".

For those more interested in "old boilers" than DOMestic
goddesses you can see more "Ideal Autocrats" here:-

old boilers leaflet

The Royal Red stove enamelled jacket of the Ideal Autocrat was
one of its particularly intimidating features which even today
would bring the natural submissive to their knees.

The key aims of DOMesticity then and now remain the same, to
retain the subject safely on the boil but harnessed to deliver
to order.


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Re: C: Domesticity - Real Fem Dom in daily life (humour?)
Date: Mon, 21 Jun 2010 23:30:23 +0100
From: "Christine" at u4ds.com


Hello,

rfrub wrote:

>in the mid 1960s as women were finding their feet in the
>liberated household it came with multi coloured Domestic Boiler
>fronts

You have a quirky sense of humour "rfrub". A lot more
interesting stuff to women was going on in the 60s than the
colour of their boilers as you well know.

>Here is a picture of a DOMestic goddess circa 1950s

I think most of the folk here would find pictures of DOMestic
goddesses much more interesting than central heating boilers.

The "Retro" pictures of women as they were portrayed in the 50s
are quite fashionable nowadays. They are also used quite a lot
on sites dealing with "DOMestic discipline" presumably because
they remind the older subs of teachers, mothers, and other
figures of female discipline those submissives remember from
their impressionable youth.

Images culled and lifted from old store catalogues, of strictly
girdled women in "retro" 50s undergarments are also popular on
many of these web sites.

>a rocking grate

Which reminds me. I'm certainly glad I have a willing submissive
who does the kneeling in front of the grate in our house. We
don't have central heating, and have only ever had fireplaces,
wood burning stoves and the like, which like the "old boilers"
you described still require a sub to get down on his knees to
clean them out.

>intimidating features which even today would bring the natural
>submissive to their knees.

As I said, a quirky sense of humour. While the design features
of the stove do require the person who cleans them to grovel. I
think it's unlikely that the features of the stove alone would
be enough to bring many submissives to their knees. An
intimidating DOMestic goddess is often enough to provide the
incentive.

>The key aims of DOMesticity then and now remain the same, to
>retain the subject safely on the boil but harnessed to deliver
>to order.

You got that right.

sincerely,
Christine

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C: sexual tension - why cock teasing works for me
From: "David" at u4ds.com
Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 01:31:14 +0100


Here is another very old post of mine first posted at:-

Sexual Tension


Hello,

Many liberated folk agree on the importance of sexual
experimentation prior to marriage. I think most would agree that
having sex before marriage is important to establish
compatibility. Even if I am wrong about the 'most', I personally
think it of the highest priority to be sexually compatible
before entering into a long term committed relationship.

However my fertile imagination can come up with some
circumstances under which I might make such a long term
commitment to a woman who refused to let me have the pleasure of
actually "sleeping with her".

Like many submissive chaps I would probably be tempted to commit
to a woman if she locked me into a chastity belt and said, "no
nookie until after we are married." -smile-

The "hard to get" policy of many teenage girls some thirty years
ago, when I was growing up, has helped to make me an aficionado
of the kind of 'prickteasing' games and play I write about
nowadays.

It is a pet theory of mine that the sexual tension engendered by
prickteasing can substantially enhance relationships and help to
keep romance and passion alive long after the so called seven
year itch.

When wearing a chastity belt or device I am reminded of the
sexual tension engendered by being unable to get into the pantie
girdle worn in the fifties by a girlfriend. It is amusing to
speculate on whether that girlfriend might even now be the wife
of another chastity belt wearer. -smile-

I love it when my wife and Mistress locks me into my bondage
mittens to prevent wandering hands, and then sits on my lap,
just to let me know what I am missing. Especially so when she is
wearing a flimsy negligee, and gives me a goodnight kiss.

The bondage mittens are fairly rigid leather, not soft. Once the
hand is inside, there is a strap where the fingertips are, that
locks down to the wrist, thus making the hand form almost a
closed fist. It makes masturbation difficult and humiliating, so
I love it when she says things like....

"That will help you to behave, I might be in the mood in the
morning."

My not unconnected explanation, "Why" describes how and why I
came to like dom sub and prickteasing. "Why" is at:

http://www.mschristine.com/why.shtml

sincerely,
David

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S: Jim's Story - part twenty-two
Date: Mon, 10 May 2010 21:59:29 -0500
From: randolphus


Jim's Story by randolphus
first part linked here


part twenty-two - Carmen takes over


Carmen came into my office, and I asked her: "Miss Carmen is it
okay if I do the toilets a little early like at four instead of
four-thirty."

She said it was okay with her, but everyone leaves at four and I
would find the place busy. I found her very sympathetic. Her
next sentence blew me away.

Carmen said: "Your wife, Sarah, and your Mother-in-law are going
to visit Sarah's sister for a week, and you will be staying with
me. Your wife told me to make you work hard and maintain strict
discipline. She gave me a cane."

I said: "I will serve you to the best of my abilities, Miss
Carmen."

She said: "Your wife said you can cook and do laundry and clean
house and do hair and nails and you can give a good massage."

I said: "I would be happy to do those things for you, Miss
Carmen."

She said: "Are you saying that because I have a cane?"

I said: "No ma'am, not at all, I look forward to pleasing you
every way I can."

She said: "Go do your afternoon toilet cleaning, and then we
will go to my apartment."

I said "Yes ma'am and curtseyed."

The toilet was a disaster area, there were towels on the floor,
un-flushed toilets, one of the sinks had water in it. There were
fingerprints, lipstick and tape on the mirror. Of course I
cleaned it all up, but it took thirty-five minutes.

I reported to Carmen.

She said: "It took you more than a half hour; I can't keep
ignoring your time. Since it was only a couple of minutes, I'll
let it pass, but you're warned."

I said: "Thank you ma'am."

She said: "Here is your suitcase, and you can chauffeur me." She
handed me her car keys.

I carried my suitcase, her briefcase, and I followed her to her
tiny Corolla. I put the suitcase and briefcase into the tiny
trunk, and held the door for her in the back seat. And I got
into the drivers seat. She gave directions and it wasn't far
from the office.

I opened her door, took the stuff out of the trunk, locked the
car and handed her the keys. I followed her up a flight of
stairs, and admired her legs and behind.

She unlocked her door and I followed her in. What an incredible
pig sty; clothes everywhere; food left out; dishes in the sink.
It was a one bedroom, one bath apartment. There literally was
nowhere to sit. Stuff was on the chairs and on the sofa, the bed
wasn't made, there were clothes on the chair in the bedroom. The
table in the dining area had mail, newspapers, magazines, carry
out containers, and cooking utensils piled, maybe three feet, in
places.

Carmen said: "The place is a mess and you're going to clean it
up."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "Here is what we're going to do: first - I want the
hair trim, the pedicure, the massage and the bath, then I'm
going out. I'm going to put you into the corner. When the door
closes you will get busy and clean up and be done when I get
back and standing in the corner. Is that strict enough?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "This time you're not getting any slack for being
slow. I will really beat you if you're not back in the corner
when I get back."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "Let's see what's in your care package."

I couldn't see a horizontal surface that was clear. She brushed
the clothes on the sofa onto the floor and put the suitcase on
the sofa. She opened it. Thoughtful Sarah had sent a paddle, the
cat with nine tails, a gag, collar with snap attached, and
handcuffs. She also had packed several shirts and slacks and
underwear for me. Carmen had me explain what each thing was and
my experiences with it. I guess they call it painful memories.

I said: "Miss Carmen, can we estimate the time we have before
you go out and a guess when you will come back?"

Carmen said: "You are not allowed to ask impertinent questions."

I said: "How can I budget the time if I don't know how much we
have?"

Carmen said: "Sarah said you like to argue and it is irritating,
I can see why she likes to cane you."

I said: "Yes ma'am, if we clear this chair I can start on your
hair."

She said: "Just dump it on the floor; you'll pick it up later."

I said: "Where are the scissors, Miss Carmen?"

She said: "Look in the drawers in the kitchen."

I trimmed her hair and thinned it a bit so it was 'looser.' I
had found the clippers and files and started on her hands, then
her feet, where I got my first look up her skirt. I found her
polishes and remover in the bathroom cupboard. While she was
drying I put everything I used away. I was memorizing where
things were kept.

She said: "I saw you look up my skirt, did you like it?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Carmen said: "For that you will wash my panties and bra by hand
and iron them."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Carmen said: "You may undress me."

I unbuttoned the dress in the back and pulled it over her head,
careful of her fingernails. I unsnapped her bra and noticed she
had lovely breasts, then I pulled down her panties and I wanted
to kiss her pussy. But I didn't.

I led her to her bedroom; I had pulled up the covers, and let
her lay on a beach towel I found. I also found some baby oil. I
warmed some in my hands and got to work. I love touching females
all over. I started with her toes, the backs of her legs, the
buttocks, the back and neck. Then I turned her over. She was as
relaxed as a rag-doll.

Carmen said: "Would you like to eat me."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

A bed is not the ideal place to massage or go down, but I wasn't
complaining. I was licking and sucking and she was really
getting into it. After she seemed to have come twice she pushed
me away and told me to finish the massage. I started at the
neck. By the time I touched her pussy she put her hand on mine
and I had petted her to number three going on four when she
pulled my hand away and told me to finish.

Her bathroom was a cesspool. I managed to clear enough away so I
could run her a bath. I used shampoo in lieu of bubble bath. I
made it extra warm. I used a washcloth and got to really feel
her up.

Then I got to dry her, another joy. Then we played the dress her
game.

I'm not allowed to ask where she is going, how long she will be,
but I'm supposed to clean her house before she gets back.

She was leaving to go out and all I could do was curtsy. I was
not allowed to say be safe, or have fun, etc.

I started in the bathroom because of my recent experience. A
small apartment bathroom is easy. I would have done the kitchen
next but there were so many dishes all over the apartment, I had
to go around and pick up everything on the floor, put away or
throw away. I had a huge throw away pile. I went through her
mail. Bills and official correspondence, one pile, everything
else throw away. I was going to do the drawers and cupboards,
but what if she came in the door? Would I hear her car?

It was almost 11:00. I would much rather clean than stand in the
corner. But what to do? I had already washed her undies and they
were drying over the shower curtain pole. I had filled three
thirty gallon trash bags with stuff to throw away. I had
vacuumed the carpets; there were windows and drawers left. Then
I heard a car park. I ran into her bedroom and stood in a
corner.

I heard the key in the lock and Carmen came in and shrieked with
pleasure. She came into the bedroom and saw me in the corner.
She didn't say I could come out.

Carmen said: "This is so wonderful. I'm going to keep you
forever." I heard her undressing.

Carmen said: "Pick up my clothes and put them away, then you can
come into bed with me."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Carmen said: "I'm going to put into my notes that you stood in
the corner for four hours."

Carmen said: "In my opinion you get four gold stars."

I said: "Thank you Miss Carmen."

Carmen said: "You can come and worship my body until I go to
sleep."

I thought that meant kissing her all over but she corrected me
and my nose was in her ass with my tongue. She went to sleep
pretty quickly.

I thought this was almost a vacation. But I had to remind
myself, she can do whatever she wants, I can only do what she
lets me. Perhaps she will let me clean her windows and
straighten her cupboards.

I woke early and checked out the refrigerator, there wasn't
much, no eggs, there was no coffee anywhere, I wondered what
this woman ate.

I slipped back into bed with her and cuddled up behind her. A
little later she woke. Her hand went to my corseted penis. Then
she turned over, facing me. She kissed me; I kissed back and got
my arms around to hug her. We kissed for a while then I sensed
she wanted me to slide down and I ended up between her legs.

The world had become the feel and taste and smell of Miss
Carmen. I recall there was no air. She was so responsive, my
lips touched her pussy and her ass and thighs tensed. I was
going to eat her forever. Finally she grasped my hair and pulled
me up. She said I was all red and perspiring, and I was
definitely out of breath. We hugged and kissed.

Lying in her bed, I said: "What do you eat for breakfast?"

Carmen said: "Nothing here, I go to Starbucks and have coffee
and a pastry."

I thought that was expensive and not the best for her health,
but I wouldn't dare say anything.

She said: "I go to mingle with my friends, not to eat."

She said: "I'm going in a little while, do you want to come?"

I said: "Miss Carmen, I have to do what you tell me to. I would
love to hang out with you this morning; normally I'm put to
work."

She said: "Aren't you finished cleaning up?"

I said: "I haven't cleaned the windows, and I haven't
straightened the cupboards."

She said: "You can do that tonight during your corner time, I
have a date tonight."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I offered to help her get dressed. Her lingerie drawer was a
mess. But I found a pale blue set of panties and bra, and I put
them on her. I couldn't resist kissing her thighs, back and neck
as I put the clothes on her. She started responding, and in a
few minutes, her panties were back off and I was on my knees.

I used a warm wash cloth to clean my saliva off her pussy while
she sat on the toilet wearing only her blue bra. I kissed her
tummy when I finished. That set this woman off again. I was on
my knees on the hard tile floor in her bathroom.

Finally we were off to Starbucks. I asked for her keys and she
said she would drive. I opened the car door for her.

Starbucks was crowded but Carmen spotted her friends sitting at
a large table. We joined them there; I had to round up some
chairs. Carmen introduced me and no one cared. Evidently Carmen
has lots of guys coming around. I asked Carmen what she wanted
and asked the group if I could get something for them.

I brought back the coffee and pastries and tried to join into
the conversation. They were talking about someone who I didn't
know. Later I realized it was a television character; I kept
quiet.

When we left, Carmen suggested going to the store. I thought
that was a good idea. I said: "Miss Carmen, I would love to go
to the store, but you don't have to ask me, I would love to do
anything you want to."

She squeezed me with her arm. She said: "You may not say that
after I get you back to the apartment. Your wife emphasized that
the most serious offense is failing to address me with respect.
I realize you didn't want to attract everyone's attention at
Starbuck's. But you have to be punished, and I will try out the
cane."

I said: "Yes, ma'am." I wondered why she felt this obligation to
carry out punishments.

It turned out that we did not go to the store to buy food and
supplies for the apartment, we went to buy the different kind of
personal products for the toilet at the office. I offered to
make breakfast every morning if we had food. Carmen filled a
separate basket with pastries, coffee, yoghurts and granola and
some fruit. I asked for some eggs. I had to check out with the
basket filled with a variety of tampons and other products not
normally bought at the same time, especially not by a man. The
checker gave me a funny look, but took my money.

We arrived back at her apartment and I put away all the food we
bought. I offered to help her get ready for the evening; washing
or ironing, or anything.

Carmen said: "You are just trying to delay your punishment.
Strip off your clothes."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" And took off all my clothes.

She held the handcuffs. She said: "Hands behind you."

She handcuffed me and told me to lie across the chair she pulled
out.

She said: "Here are the rules: You will say 'Thank you Miss
Carmen' and count the stroke. You may not shout or scream, if
you do, we will start over, you will be gagged and you will get
ten extra. Same thing if you move. I will rope you to the chair,
we will start over, and you get ten extra."

Carmen said in a sweet tone: "I know this will hurt, it's
natural not to want it, but you have to take it."

Crack

"Thank you Miss Carmen, one." My god that really hurt. I felt
her hand on my butt feeling where she had just struck me.

She said: "They will be a little harder now."

"Yeoww, thank you Miss Carmen, two." I was worrying I couldn't
take this.

She said, "no talking except what I told you." She felt my butt
again and said, "this is good."

Crack.

"Thank you Miss Carmen, three." That really hurt.

Crack....

"Thank you Miss Carmen, Nine."

Crack

"Thank you Miss Carmen, Ten." I was sweating, and my eyes were
filled with tears.

Carmen said: "Are you going to forget saying Miss Carmen."

I said: "No Ma'am."

Carmen said: "Get up, and stand in the corner."

She stood behind me and felt my butt again, rubbing all over.
She said: "You have nine clear stripes. I should have repeated
the first one so you would have ten. Oh well next time it will
be ten." She walked away.

I heard her turn on the TV. I heard the time several times. I've
been standing here nearly an hour. I thought Carmen was going to
be easy but I will have to be careful. I don't know what Sarah
has told her. The TV went off.

Carmen unlocked the handcuffs. She said: "Get dressed and make
me lunch."

I said: "Yes Ma'am." Just like with Kathleen I thought.

I said: "What would you like, Miss Carmen."

She said: "Surprise me."

I made a fried egg and cheese sandwich and I cut up some of the
fruit we bought. I served the sandwich on a plate, the fruit in
a bowl and a glass of water. I told her it was ready. I slid her
chair in and spread a napkin on her lap. Then I stood waiting
for her to eat.

Carmen said: "Did you make some for yourself?"

I said: "Yes Ma'am"

She said: "You don't have to stand there. Bring it in; you can
sit on the floor at my feet. If you look up my skirt, I will
spank you later."

I said: "Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am."

I wondered if she wanted me to look. I did. She noticed and
smiled. I ate my sandwich enjoying the views.

I cleaned up the kitchen, while Carmen lay down.

I started cleaning cupboards. There was so much trash like old
receipts, papers with notes on them, old telephone books and
other junk that all went into a thirty gallon garbage bag. I had
finished about a quarter of them when Carmen called me. I
curtseyed and waited for her.

She said: "Why don't you get undressed and come under the
sheets."

I said: "Yes ma'am." I quickly undressed; slid under the sheets
and snuggled up to the warm Carmen.

She said: "I'm trying to nap because I will be out late tonight.
Help me fall asleep."

I was a little puzzled.

She said: "Your mouth on my pussy now."

Okay, I did that, and she came very quickly, then again.

She said: "Now worship me."

I knew what that meant. I tried to insinuate myself into her
ass. I think she has a thing about this. But I accept other
people's kinks after all. After a few minutes I could tell she
was asleep.

I thought I'd better take a nap too because I probably will have
to wait up for her.

I woke and it was five-thirty already.

I gently tapped on Carmen's shoulder: I said: "Miss Carmen, wake
up, its five-thirty."

I started filling the tub. I came back to the bedroom and she
had gone back to sleep. I nudged her awake again. She looked so
desirable, sleepy, naked, hair mussed. I gave her my hand, and
she pulled herself up.

She sat on the toilet, and I patted her dry and helped her over
to the tub. As I washed her all over I craved her body so much
that I know she noticed. But she was into her own imaginings. I
had to add hot water twice. I didn't find a robe, but she had
slippers, and a small blanket that I wrapped her in after I
dried her.

Carmen said: "I want the underwear you washed and ironed."

I put them on her. I worked on her hair and applied make up a
little differently than she normally wore it. I defined her eyes
more. I could tell she liked it because she kept looking at her
self.

Carmen said: "I need to spank you, but I don't want to muss
myself now. Tomorrow I will give you double."

Carmen said: "I don't know what to wear.

I said: "I bet the black dress you have makes you look
fabulous."

She said, "I'll try it, you will have to hang it back up if I
don't like it."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I put a grey slip on her, then the black dress, and she did look
great. She has a slim body with excellent boobs and the dress
conformed very well.

I looked in her jewelry drawer and found white pearls, and put
them on her.

She said: "It really shows off my figure."

I feared telling her how much I liked her figure would get me
into trouble.

I said: "Will you wear hose?"

She said: "What do you think?"

I said: "If you wear something sheer it will enhance the
elegance, but if you wear something gray or black it will make
it look collegiate."

She said: "I have very sheer pantyhose."

I knew where they were and put them on her, which made me really
hot for her.

She said: "Your wife told me you had a problem lusting when
dressing her, but I don't mind you lusting."

I said: "You have a beautiful body."

She said: "I also know that you're not allowed to say things
that sound like you're making a move on me. So if I was inclined
I would have two good reasons to punish you."

I said: "Thank you Miss Carmen."

I found a pair of patent black high heels with straps. They were
dirty and dusty. I cleaned them up and offered them to her. She
said she really liked them, and I put them on her. The overall
effect was fantastic. What I did to her eyes made her look a
little more mysterious and wise. She looked in the mirror for
more than a minute, and liked what she saw.

She said: "It's six-thirty and I won't be picked up until seven.
So you can start standing in the corner in my bedroom now. When
I'm gone, you can clean the windows, clean out the drawers and
cabinets, and clean up the mess we made getting dressed, and I
want you to wash my panties and bra and pantyhose and find a
place where they can dry. Tomorrow you can iron them. Remember
you must be up and standing in the same corner when I come back.
I probably won't be back before midnight but I might be. Work
hard and eat whatever you can find. You may not leave the
apartment."

I said: "Yes Ma'am." And I curtseyed. And I went to her bedroom
and stood facing into the corner.

I felt like Cinderella must have, I dressed the lovely Carmen to
go out on the town, she didn't tell me where she was going. She
left me to do chores. Carmen has gotten the hang of being a
mistress, but she seems more interested in getting the work done
than my punishment quotas. She evidently was given instructions
by Sarah.

From a few steps from the doorway, I was visible to Carmen. So I
had to stand still, but when she returned, I had only seconds to
get back into the corner.

I dislike standing in the corner or being restrained for long
periods. It's so easy for my mistresses to put me there and I
really suffer. About half an hour may not seem like a long time
but I was unhappy having to stand there while my lovely mistress
sat fifteen feet from me waiting to go out. Once again I was
facing how I was no longer a person.

Finally I heard the doorbell, the door opened, voices, the door
closed, and I concluded I was alone. The lack of a good-bye
reinforced my forlorn thoughts.

I got to work. Mostly the work was uninteresting. About ten-
thirty I was done. All her chairs had panties, brassieres and
pantyhose draped over them for drying.

I had dinner. I figured that I could be standing in the corner
from nearly anywhere in the apartment within the time it took to
unlock the door. The big danger was falling asleep. Kathleen
would have fastened me to the hook. Life is easier with Carmen.

I opened Carmen's lap-top and checked Kathleen's and Sarah and
my investments. I read some company reports, but I was getting
sleepy. I closed the lap-top down; it was not an allowed
activity. I made coffee to help stay awake.

It was almost two when I heard a car stop outside. I ran to the
corner and composed myself.

Minutes later the door was unlocked and my mistress entered. I
heard the door close. I didn't move.

Carmen said: "There's no place to sit in here."

I didn't know whether to reply to that.

Carmen came into the bedroom. She said: "There is a coffee cup
on the sink. I said you could find something to eat. I didn't
say you could trash the place."

I don't want to answer that.

She said: "Take off my shoes."

I knelt down and took off her shoes. She looked a little
disheveled and was a little drunk. But I could tell where this
was going.

She said: "Remove my pantyhose and panties."

I did; I said: "Miss Carmen, may I take off your dress also?"

She stood up and turned around. I unzipped the dress and she
stepped out of it. She sat back down pulling up her slip and
roughly grabbed my head. She said: "You better be good."

I licked and sucked for a long time before she came. I thought
she might have had sex earlier because she smelled different and
the alcohol may have played a role. It took so long that her
hands were behind her supporting her. She didn't say to stop so
I carried on. I think we set new endurance records, but she
finally came again. And said "Stop; finish undressing me and
hang up my dress."

I said: "Yes ma'am." And took off her brassiere and hung up her
dress. I went with her to the bathroom and washed her pussy.
Then tucked her in and she invited me to worship her until she
fell asleep.


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June 21, 2010

International FemDom Day July 24


Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 21:09:07 -0700
From: Subiam Subiam

Hello Ms. Christine and David,

I was curious if you've heard anything about International
FemDom Day on 7/24 (or 24/7)? It appears to have started in St.
Louis (dadungeon FemDomDay) and has spread to a global day of
representation (fetlife private post). I also believe that other
locations are hosting events to recognize this day but I was
wondering if you or your members have heard anything?

Perhaps you can query your members?

In male submission,
subiam{to Queen-T}

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June 20, 2010

sexual tension - why cock teasing works for me


From: "David" at u4ds.com
Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 01:31:14 +0100


Here is another very old post of mine first posted at:-

Sexual Tension


Many liberated folk agree on the importance of sexual
experimentation prior to marriage. I think most would agree that
having sex before marriage is important to establish
compatibility. Even if I am wrong about the 'most', I personally
think it of the highest priority to be sexually compatible
before entering into a long term committed relationship.

However my fertile imagination can come up with some
circumstances under which I might make such a long term
commitment to a woman who refused to let me have the pleasure of
actually "sleeping with her".


Like many submissive chaps I would probably be tempted to commit
to a woman if she locked me into a chastity belt and said, "no
nookie until after we are married." -smile-

The "hard to get" policy of many teenage girls some thirty years
ago, when I was growing up, has helped to make me an aficionado
of the kind of 'prickteasing' games and play I write about
nowadays.

It is a pet theory of mine that the sexual tension engendered by
prickteasing can substantially enhance relationships and help to
keep romance and passion alive long after the so called seven
year itch.

When wearing a chastity belt or device I am reminded of the
sexual tension engendered by being unable to get into the pantie
girdle worn in the fifties by a girlfriend. It is amusing to
speculate on whether that girlfriend might even now be the wife
of another chastity belt wearer. -smile-

I love it when my wife and Mistress locks me into my bondage
mittens to prevent wandering hands, and then sits on my lap,
just to let me know what I am missing. Especially so when she is
wearing a flimsy negligee, and gives me a goodnight kiss.

The bondage mittens are fairly rigid leather, not soft. Once the
hand is inside, there is a strap where the fingertips are, that
locks down to the wrist, thus making the hand form almost a
closed fist. It makes masturbation difficult and humiliating, so
I love it when she says things like....

"That will help you to behave, I might be in the mood in the
morning."

My not unconnected explanation, "Why" describes how and why I
came to like dom sub and prickteasing. "Why" is at:

http://www.mschristine.com/why.shtml

sincerely,
David

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Domesticity - Real Fem Dom in daily life


From: "David" at u4ds.com
Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 01:24:50 +0100

As the blog is quiet I thought some folk might like to read some
of my earlier posts. I first posted this to DOMestic more than
ten years ago at:-

Domesticity

Every day as we go about our daily lives, I often find my
fantasies becoming reality. My fantasies are mostly based around
everyday domestic, mundane and ordinary circumstances, and oh
how I love it on the days when some of these fantasies come
true.

Here are some of the things that have happened, and the everyday
circumstances in which they have occurred.....

"You can stay there and wait for me. I will be giving you six
strokes of the cane after my breakfast, six more at lunchtime,
and another six at tea time," Christine said as I awoke to a mug
of tea beside my bed. "And it will be a dozen tomorrow if I do
not wake to tea beside -my- bed tomorrow morning."

It was apparent that I had overslept. Thus was the start of
another working day. She was true to her promise, and I was
disciplined three times before the working day was over. At
lunch time the summons came via the intercom. At tea time she
simply ordered me over the back of a chair in my own office.

As I walked past our bedroom in the evening after work, on my
way to the bathroom, I glanced in and noticed that Christine was
getting dressed. Immediately I wondered if she saw me. It was
soon clear she had.....

"Come in here, David."

I returned to her bedroom and she ordered,

"Stand in the corner, nose touching the wall. I will not have
you sneaking around and peeking while I dress. I will thrash you
for it after I've finished my make up."

On another occasion Christine was sat watching television as I
came in from my office. Her feet were up on the stool, and I
noticed that a glimpse of her stocking top was visible as I
passed by.

Christine said..... "Makes you want a 'toss' does it?"

I replied.... "I'm sorry?" pretending not to know what she
meant.

"Peeking up my skirt! Makes you want to jerk off does it
creep?"

I did not know how to reply, and was silent.

"Hurry up and get dressed I'm ready to go out. If I catch you
leering at me again I will put you in your place and teach you a
lesson."

"Put you in your place" is her turn of phrase for queening.
"Teach you a lesson," usually means the plastic ruler on my
penis as she sits on my face.

At other times Christine might surprise me with things I would
never have thought of. Like the uses for household items.
Yesterday she returned from the store with a fly swatter, and
demonstrated it on her hand. The wicked gleam in her eye told me
what use it was likely to see in the near future.

At the local shop as we were buying a pair of shoelaces for my
trainers, Christine bought an extra pair and said to me out of
earshot of the storekeeper:-

"Report to me naked when we get home, I want to see whether I
can make use of these."

As we left the restaurant recently and got into the car
Christine said....

"You forgot to open my door for me, I shall punish you for that
later. I expect my cane will remind you to be a gentleman
again."

The other evening as we were watching television Christine put
her stockinged feet up on her footstool......

"You can play doggy for me this evening, start by sniffing my
feet. Doggies like to sniff!"

One morning, I lay in bed watching Christine get dressed. It
looked to me, from the clothing she selected, as though she had
decided she was in the mood to play. After she was dressed, and
as she was applying her make-up, her eyes caught mine in the
dressing table mirror as I watched her.

"Turn and face the wall," she ordered, "I'll be checking for
signs of lust after I'm dressed."

Another morning she brought me a mug of tea as I sat at the
computer in the house, checking the email. As I thanked her for
the tea, she started to adjust her suspenders, deliberately and
unnecessarily revealing her stocking tops to me.

"I want you wearing your zapper by the time that tea is
finished, I might want to summon you into the bedroom later."

What man would refuse to wear his zapper, with such a promise as
an incentive?

sincerely,
David at Ms-Christine.com

Download "Prickteasing" by David at:-
http://www.mschristine.com/manual.shtml

June 10, 2010

March to June 2010 update


posted by: "Christine" at u4ds.com / MsChristine.com
posted on: Thu, 10 Jun 2010 23:59:58 -0000

Hello,

I've now completed and uploaded the March to June 2010 update to
the members web site.

Supporters of DOMestic can see the latest at

http://u4ds.com/2010/06/june_10th_2010.shtml

and access or search the last 13 years of DOMestic.

If you don't have a password you can search at least 3 months of
DOMestic using the search box at...

http://u4ds.com/

sincerely,
Christine at u4ds.com

You can support DOMestic at
http://www.mschristine.com/domsub4.shtml#card

June 10th 2010

Index of the update to the DOMestic site on June 10th 2010

 

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Clothed Female Naked Male by Michael


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FD friendly shops? by fem fan

Reply by pussikat steve with a contribution by MsChristine


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Hood Reviews - A FemDom/male-sub history by rfrub


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Story: Jim's Story by randolphus

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Menstrual training by Ms Christine


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Short Story: Newcomer at the Club by rfrub


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Story: The Prisoner by Will Cane

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Riding a safer wooden pony? by Submariner with a contribution by rfrub

Reply by trained

Reply by Mark King


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She feels far away from me emotionally by j_stimmt

Reply by jucyfruit48

Reply by chmnceo

Reply by David Stevenson


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Slave Party Games by Submariner


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Slave penny's adventures by penny slave


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June 7, 2010

topping from the bottom - self absorbed

Date: 6 Jun 2010 07:53:39 -0000
From: cyndy


In "men who top from the bottom - submissive or not?" Mistress P
/sub_arub asked "would you say he is truly a submissive?"


I believe that a male topping from the bottom with an
inexperienced BDSM person (or hired dommes) is really just a
very self absorbed person who wants his cake (stimulation)
served to him in just the fashion he wants it, and is happy to
not have to lift a finger to satisfy his partner.


June 5, 2010

wooden pony picture

Date: Sat, 5 Jun 2010 20:00:52 +0100
From: rfrub


Dear Mistress Christine and David,

I attach a photo. This object is on full view at the newly
acquired Seaton Delaval Hall of the National Trust.

seatondelavalwoodenpony.jpg

Of course it has a non fetish use, for drying saddles. It is in
the magnificently over the top stables there. How often though
down the years has it given imaginative minds other ideas?

You can post against the discussion on wooden ponies as a
picture contribution.

yours sincerely,
rfrub

June 1, 2010

female to male penetration

Date: 1 Jun 2010 16:02:08 -0000
From: fosterpinkef

I am 45, male, and would like to discuss female on top sex,
female to male penetration, and other female dominant sex on
your site.

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