Who’s A Pretty Boy* Then?

Hey, so, I have a question. And this is what it is:
How come submissive men aren’t the best looking bunch of fucking men in the fucking universe?
And I don’t just mean how come this isn’t true for my pathetic cheap frills in my otherwise pretty pointless window of wakey-wakey-consciousness.
And look, what I am talking about [...]

Dominatriz Style Bulletin

I’m so fucking lucky. There aren’t many niche sexualities that get so much coverage in the fashion pages. In fact, I can’t think of any others. Does that mean I win?
And when I say win, I of course mean, lose. At life. (What’s my prize? Is it getting to write a blog about it? Oh, [...]

Wind Me Up: Watch Me Go

And obviously you know that when I say ‘wind me up’ I’m not talking clockwork – steampunky dominatroid, I ain’t. Sorry. Oh, stop crying. In another life maybe: the one where we all get it right.
But before utopia, let’s enjoy my latest prodom complaint in full
Bitchy,
Just a few thoughts I wanted to share.
There’s a lot [...]

Foxy (not a reference to the dumper bound DJ Dr Fox – in case you were wondering)

So here’s interesting. It’s an article from Fox News site sent in by a kindly reader about how to become a prodom. 
This article isn’t going to be heading all snarkily for Fox News, even though I understand them to be read by the kind of people who like using the ‘gay’ as an insult. (Seriously, [...]

Bondage Awards not (Actually) Sexist (On Purpose)

So, yes, where was I? 
Well, a while ago I wrote about the irritating banners for the bondage awards and how they were so totally and shittily women-wearing-ball-gags-is-completely-all-of-what-bondage-is-hurrah!. Obviously, fuck that shit. And I mentioned that when they had a voting page last year the sexism went from yeah, but: sexist, to oh my christ what [...]

The only real advice contained herein is this: Don’t ask me.

It’s probably unsurprising that I get very few letters asking me for advice about how to have femdom relationships. It would be a it like saying, ooh, I think I’ll learn to drive – maybe I should get lessons off of that woman who has just driven her car off the road into a ditch [...]

Go Bitch Yourself

Oh shut up. I mean really. Stop telling me to stop hating on prodoms, submissive men, shoes, strap ons, what ever the fuck else. I hate on femdom. All of it. I hate on everyone and everything that has made this world. And I hate it because it sucks. And you are all part [...]

Bondage Awards FFS!

A while ago I sent a few emails to websites and kinky organisations that had wound me up by only ever using pics of tied up women – just being a bit of a pissy bitch and saying ‘Hey, how come you think only women get tied up in your so-called inclusive kink world?‘. That [...]

Fucking With Me

First things as first things. I am nominated for an award. Go and vote for me to win an award. Come on, come on, because, you know, if I win an award I might be able to stop fucking crying. 
(Um, that is probably slightly melodramatic. But still vote for me.)
Then – caution and bewares: If [...]

On Being Plain

I have this problem. You’ll probably think of it as a self esteem problem and that’s fine. But the thing about my problem is that it might seem trivial and instantly deniable, but it affects every aspect of my life in big and small ways all the time.
I am not very attractive.
I don’t think I’m [...]

Fifty fifty

The thing about Jack, about our relationship, about how I experience it, is how I love him more than he loves me. Well kind of. He loves me. And maybe you can’t quantify love like that. But still, he doesn’t love me the way I love him. Because me, I’m still first day fresh. I [...]

Dominatrix in Love

Ah me, you know something, internet, I am the wrongness. I don’t get it. I fail. I cannot do this thing that is the only thing I really want. I hate what I want and it makes me cry. Oh the melodrama of it all! The tragedy! For me the sweet release is like opening [...]

Vulgarities

If I were rich…
Though that’s a strange thing to even think about because I don’t now how I could live with being rich in a world like this one. I grew up with some amount of rich and found it mostly not interesting. So another box I don’t tick is the one where the dominant [...]

Cockoholic

I like them big cocks, I like them small cocks. I like them hard cocks. I like them soft cocks. I like them thick cocks. I like them narrow cocks. I like…
All I really want to say is how much I love cock. That box under my bed is really, more than anything, a testament [...]

Are You Reading Me?

Recently I read this post by Belle de Jour. I don’t usually read her but this was linked to on Informed Consent and I went clickying though.
I do kind of wish I hadn’t. She is quite annoying. First there is a dig about people who write pretentiously: in blogworld, demonstrable ownership of a thesaurus is [...]

It’s Hammertime

I hit him with something and my face is close to his turned-away head and I say ‘did you like that?‘
I say stuff like that all the time. Did you like that? Do you love me? What are you thinking about? How does it feel? Did it hurt? A lot? That kind of stuff. I [...]

Savage Loves Me

So a while ago I mentioned being annoyed by a Dan Savage column that a commenter had linked me too. And woah and behold if Dan himself didn’t email me all shucks about being publically spanked by the queen of the dominoes and saying as how he thinks I’m awesome. And so I said he [...]

When Mandoms Stalked the Earth

Recently following a clicky treasure hunt I happened upon this. Although I think the hackle enrising part of it is probably pure embaitment it did still remind me of the ‘it’s natural’ mandom and just how troublesome he is.
It’s surprising how often I encounter this kind of things on BDSM message boards. Usually it begins [...]

A Great Dominatrix

- You know that woman at the petrol station? Well, she short changed me and when I complained she made a grumpy face. She’d make a great dominatrix!
- You know the girl I get to wax the disgusting hair off my upper lip? Sometimes she smiles while she is doing it. She’d make a great [...]

Pretty Vacant

One of the odd things about Club Pedestal – which is entirely not the fault of Club Pedestal itself, just something I noticed for the first time really being out and about among my ilk for the first time in forever -: it really is funny how money changing hands changes everything.
And how men’s desirability [...]

Crushed

I wrote about CBT once before. About how basically I do not think it will ever have the same heart-heart place for dominant women as ridiculous amounts of whipping or cruel imprisonment. Simply because women don’t know enough about the C and B when ideas about T are being formed. (But you know, read the [...]

Can You Feel the Power?

So look, I love Charlie Brooker normally. I’ve loved him pretty much forever and ever. Certainly, since when he was just that snarky website. Maybe I identify with him someway somehow, but, o’ course he chose to snark about TV and here I am snarking about some ridiculous asshatted sexual sub culture that I choose [...]

Beautiful Lies

A non-unusual thing about me – and I guess it is unusual for me to have things about me that are non-unusual, as I do tend to feel a bit unicornish and outsidery – but here is the thing: the thing is this: I never realise when someone is chatting me up.
I am not particularly [...]

Dreaming’s All I Do

Lately, in my head, has been a man. And he is quite insistent. Not going anywhere. His hands are tied behind his back.
Tied with rope. That’s odd for me. Not handcuffs. Not duct tape. Rope. Rough, tight rope. Tight and firm enough to make his muscles bulge as he tests its strength.
I have to imagine [...]

Professional Dominatrix Memoir Book Club

So, prodoms, huh? You might think I talk about them too much. But every time I flick through some kinky magazine in search of kneeling, sneering, shavenheaded butch there they are thrusting their latex clad rentable boobies at me.
Really I’d leave them alone if they left me alone – but that doesn’t really look very [...]