Tag Archives: Femdom Roleplaying

THE HITWOMAN

I opened the front door and came face to face with an incoming fist that sent me back to where I came from. I landed on my back and seconds later a blonde nymph dropped down on my chest and jammed the barrel of a gun into my mouth. Demolishing my front teeth in the process. My dick jumped up and down in my pants, because She was one of the Ladies of the Hitwoman Roleplaying Association (HRA)! She looked over Her shoulder at the eruption between my legs.
No need to introduce Myself, I see, She grinned. You know exactly who I am. Say: yes Mistress.
Heff Mifpfeff, I said, with a mouthful of barrel.
I quit My job at HRA, She continued, because I’m not really into roleplaying and stuff. I’m more a real-deal-kind-a-Girl, do you know what I mean? I’m now a fulltime assassin. So you’re really, really, really going to give your life for Me today, how cool is that! It’s what you’ve always wanted, isn’t it?
Heff Mifpfeff, I drooled.
She put Her hand on my high explosive groin and smiled.
No doubt you’ve had a downright miserable life, but your death is going to be spec-ta-cu-lair! You’re going to die with an enormous erection and a smile on your face. So, let’s count down, shall we … ten … nine … eight …
Man, She was so hot and She played the role so convincingly!! What a lovely actress! I was so glad that I had booked a se-

SUBS & SLAVES

Submissive creatures up-to the age of thirty-five or thereabouts are subs, not slaves. Because even a man in his early thirties still thinks, talks and acts like a schoolboy. He wants this, he wants that, he wants it all and he wants it now. And six months later he wants something completely different. To him, serving a Mistress is like playing a Playstation game. A game in which he is the main character, needless to say. It’s no criticism, by the way, simply a fact of life. Because it takes time, time, time to figure out what you want to do with your life. Many a sub assures Me that he worships only Me, that I am the beginning and the end of everything. Then the local cheerleader comes along, with Her gorgeous figure and Her mesmerising smile. And before you know it, he’s up to his elbows in a romantic, vanilla relationship. Do you know what I mean? Immature, overconfident, impatient and clownesk … that is not what I am looking for in a male creature. Sure, I will whip, slap, kick and drain the lot of them as long as I’m paid to do so. Someone has to pay for My lifestyle and it’s not going to be Me. But roleplaying with subs has little to do with slavery. A mature slave knows that he is not the main character in the story, but merely an extra. Because Female Domination is never about men; it’s always about Women.
Lady Anna