Slave Husband 3 – Femdom Supremacy

We have a guest at home at present, one of Goddesses girl friends came for lunch. I served them both through lunch, have made them a couple of cups of tea, and done all the washing up while they sat and chatted in the kitchen, observing me. Goddess has summoned me once or twice to do this or that for Her, and I have responded promptly and with humility. While I am happy that I have acted with humility, I am not convinced I have “communicated the Femdom Supremacy relationship” as stipulated in my perfection rules. How on earth wood I clearly communicate this without looking like a total plonker?

Hopefully Goddess has been satisfied with my humility and service. If not, She is obviously free to punish me for it, in which case I would have to roll the dice twice. Assuming an average of five on each roll (because the fucking dice appears to be loaded!) that would be 56 strokes including discipline strokes. I have never had so many! I would die!

One thing is for sure. If Goddess does decide that I have not communicated the Femdom Supremacy relationship clearly, then in future I will really go to town on doing so – though just how, I still do not know!

Originally posted 2011-07-12 20:00:29.

Comments

  1. fanny the maid says

    Yes I can relate to this, I am my wifes fulltime slave, about six months ago she started to rent me to her best friend, her friend makes me work realy hard, I work in her home 3 days per week Monday, Wednesday and Friday, each day is 12 hours. She was in our home one night and while I was scrubing the kitchen floor they where have their dinner, she said because I was at her home 12 hours and she needs to feed me, she had thought that it would be fun if I got all the leftover from the day before and on Mondays I could get Saturday and Sundays, she went on to say that she could put the scraps and leftovers in a bucket
    and halfway through his shift he could eat.
    My wife said why put them in a special bucket, why not just put them in the usual bin and he can then find and eat the food from it.
    Now I must do this everytime I vist her, I am also whiped with a riding crop 100 if she finds any faults and 50 if I have done good at the end of each shift

    for me

  2. dave says

    My Wife demands deference but to outsiders it doesn’t look like Femdom, it looks like an attentive hubby in a ‘Woman-in-charge’ relationship. I’m not wearing a dress or high heels but i do wear what Nancy considers an appropriate apron for the group, one that can be quite feminine, although these are usually reserved for serving gatherings of family and close friends. Attire not withstanding, i am making Her and Her Guests the center of my attention. When Her visitors come i greet them as would a servant, hang coats, and bring them the drink of their choice. i also light cigarettes, and serve dinner or a snack as appropriate. Our protocols state that i have to routinely look in on my Wife and Her Visitors, making sure drinks are full, plates are cleared and the like. And i am to do this unobtrusively; i am not to engage in conversation unless a Woman initiates that discussion. i am to be polite at all times – it’s “Yes, Ma-am”, “No, Ma-am”, or “Right Away, Ma-am”. If asked a question, say on politics, i am to politely defer such questions with, “Oh, i don’t think about such things, Ma-am, You’d get a much better from Nancy or Sue (Nancy’s Mother)”. Nancy wants to dissuade Her guests from engaging me in conversation since it’s a bad habit many Women have; a man walks into a room of Women and suddenly he’s the center of conversation – not in our house! Nancy wants me to be looked upon as a servant, a maid, someone who’s invisible outside of a responsibility to the Women – it sometimes takes a while, but the Women Guests eventually come around and treat me accordingly. The hope is that they will see the benefits of Femdom and take up the lifestyle in their own relationships – some have.

    Now one of our protocols is that there is as little conversation between me and the Women guests as possible so the Women use – and i understand – a series of hand gestures. Raising a glass means ‘refill’, raising a cigarette means ‘light’, showing a ‘v’ with two fingers means ‘I need a smoke’. While i make the rounds to check on Nancy and Her Guests, they may need to summon me. Now conversation between the Women and me is to be kept to a minimum so the Women have a bell that they ring to summon me – it’s a throwback to the Edwardian era when servants were summoned by a system of bells wired into the mansion. The bell rings, i respond, with a ‘Yes, Ladies” or a ‘Yes, Ma-am’ if it’s obvious as to the specific Woman who rang. And finally, the Woman are instructed to NEVER say ‘thank you’. Serving them is my role. If they do thank me, i turn back the thanks with a, “please Ma-am, that’s not necessary, it’s my privilege to serve’ and, yes, I mean it!

    The whole ballet of serving Women is in our protocols that spell out how to serve a drink, light a cigarette, what to say, and so on. It spells out a practical routine that provides the Women services they deserve, while showing my deference and submissiveness to Nancy and to Women in general. If anyone would care to communicate on any of these things or share experiences, Nancy allows me to communicate visa nlf21mail@yahoo.com

    dave

  3. frank ambrose says

    The first golden shower was the best! Her precious piss dissected my tight, tanned, muscular studbod like a scalpel! I impudently extended my tongue and sucked in some of her nectar, her precious piss continued to swirl precisely down my worthy body until she finally whirled around my swollen, shameless manhood thus making a strong figure eight! A warm female caress of my hugry, swollen manhood. I did not feel degraded or humiliated. but rather that a a beautiful TIGRESS had marked her territory! This was, of course done in public!

  4. frank ambrose says

    I could write several novels of my love of FEMDOM and how it has improved my life. I have since been pissed on in other ways, from being the zenith of a desired prize to the pits of opprobium. I’ll say this for now, I love it!!

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