Cabin boy Part 1

At the beginning of the week Goddess informed me that She and two of Her Friends had organized a weekend getaway to a lakeside wilderness chalet. She described it as a beautiful 1920s era building brought up to modern standards with a hot tub, full electricity/heating and a modern kitchen. She informed me that it was arranged through Her best friend Felicity.

i was also informed that on this occasion i was invited. Now understand that this is quite unusual. When these Girls get together it’s usually a Girls only affair (recall their New York City trip earlier this year).

i have to say i found this both exciting and intriguing. i began to wonder just how much about the nature of our relationship Goddess had shared with Her two closest friends and broached the question carefully.

She just smiled and said.

“Ethan, you know of course that Women share all the details of their relationships with each other, I don’t keep secrets from my two best friends and they don’t keep them from Me. Girls love to confide in one another. It’s not like guys are all that useful in that regard”.

i admit i found this a bit embarrassing, the idea that these two beautiful Women whom i had met on a couple of occasions, in fact knew all my secrets. i felt even more embarrassed that i had tried to mask my true nature from them on both occasions. Fact is They knew all along.

“Oh Ethan, its cute that you’re turning red with shame but the Girls really want to see you as you truly are. In fact that’s the reason we want you along with us. We figure We can put you to good use over the weekend. Besides neither Felicity or Lisa are in a relationship right now so We figured this would be the right time to show them how we have had such a long lasting and happy relationship. I’ve told them everything in lots of detail but I thought it would be far better if they see for themselves the benefits of  being the Dominant partner in a relationship”

With that i was given a list of items and tasks to get done to prepare for Friday when We/we would leave.

“ Oh and babe, no fucking around while shopping, keep your eyes on the shopping list, not the little honey’s flirting with you”.

Message received!

 i spent Thursday night and Friday packing up the car with all the supplies  i prepared for the 3 hour drive and all of our food, clothes and supplies for the weekend. i took Friday off from work to have the time to prepare everything and spent all of Friday in a state of nervous excitement, uncertain what would happen. Friday was a very hot and sunny day and the weather looked the same for the entire weekend.

After the long drive and a trip down a winding dirt road we came to the turn off to the property. We/we arrived last as the Girls had come down the previous evening. When we arrived both were already in their bikini’s in the hot tub drinking wine and giggling. They waved excitedly when they saw us, climbing out of the hot water and each wrapping their lower bodies in a towel. That did little to hide Their striking beauty from my gaze though i hovered a little shyly behind Goddess still a bit nervous and uncertain of what i was in for. They each embraced Goddess, smiles and kisses all around. Their bright smiles, full lips, water glistening on their tanned skin is what i noticed. my heart began to race as they turned to greet me. After exchanging kisses (the European way, on each cheek), Felicity tuned to Goddess and slyly remarked that She was half expecting me to greet Her by getting down on my knees and kissing Her foot.

Goddess however smiled right back and said “You’re so right Felicity. Where are his manners?”

“ethan, greet My friends properly”

I was taken aback i admit but She just stared right into my eyes with that look, the one that always says ‘Do what I say right now! Or else!’. With that Felicity turned away from Goddess to face me with an expectant look on Her face.

i looked briefly into Felicity’s eyes, smiled shyly and bowed my head. Stepping slowly towards Her i dropped fluidly, though pensively, to my knees, bowing forward i placed a gentle kiss upon Her wet proffered foot.

“Veeery nice” cooed Felicity as Lisa giggled. I remained on my knees as Lisa cautiously took Felicity’s place and i bowed again to the other beautiful Woman, placing a kiss upon Her petite wet foot.

Lisa however was not quite satisfied, “ Hum, I think I’d like to full treatment as well, come on, stand up”

Returning to my knees i felt my heart race and my manhood swell in my pants, the bulge quite visible to the Girls i’m sure.  i was drifting into the warm comfort of subspace. Slowly i stood before Lisa, bowed my head to Her and again slowly and with purpose, kneeled before Her. Again i bowed towards Her glistening wet foot and laid my lips upon it.

“Nice, that’s the way I like it” cooed Lisa.

“Good boy ethan,” said Goddess as She ran Her hand through my hair, ”now go get our things from the car and place them inside. Then change into your black speedo and return here with some more drinks for Us”

“This weekend you’ll be waiting on Us hand and foot, as you can see”

Smiles all around.

“Get going” was all She said and i was dismissed. As I got up and began quickly walking away i was followed by that oh so characteristic feminine laugher and giggling. i clearly heard Lisa saying “that was AWESOME!” and they all laughed and giggled like teenagers.

i guess at this point i will introduce You/you to Felicity and Lisa. i will start by saying that both, like Goddess, are absolute Alpha-Females in every way. Like Goddess both completed PhD’s and have built successful careers on the fast track.

Felicity; Tall, thin, uber fit, long jet black hair, tanned all over. European.  She enjoys the finer things in life and spends accordingly. A taste and trend setter. She competes in triathlons, typically rides Her bike 20 Km per day ( i am not making that up). Gregarious and very outgoing, a natural social butterfly.  She’s the head of marketing for an internet company. Felicity goes though men like tissue paper. She seems to have a new boyfriend every few months but typically proclaims them unworthy in short order. She has just come out of a relatively long relationship, by Her standards, of a little over one year. It ended by his insisting that they have children and She put Her career on hold for that. Something She deemed unacceptable. She found his behaviour chauvinist and subsequently showed him the door, added to the pile of discards.

Lisa; Another ultra-successful career Women. A young university professor with decidedly feminist opinions on most subjects. Like Felicity strikingly beautiful though not quite as statuesque. Curvaceous and raven haired. Like Felicity Lisa has struggled to find happiness with men. She is known for having a taste for bad-boys and dating more than one guy at a time. Also She has had affairs with married men thinking that She could win them away from their wives. She has openly declared men “hopeless” after running through a long string of them. i always feel that this has left Her seeming a little sad and disappointed despite all the success in Her life.

In a blur I made several trips to the car to bring our things inside and put them away. Passing through the kitchen i noted how beautifully appointed it was, with a large stainless steel gas range, espresso machine and dishwasher. i figured i’d be spending a lot of time in there over the next couple of days.

Having finished placing all of Goddesses items into the bedroom closet and drawers i retrieved the requested black speedo from my single bag and proceeded to remove my clothing. I could not help but notice just how incredibly turned on I was. A full length standing mirror in the corner of the room gave me a good view of my full length erection, with just a little pre-cum forming at the tip. This weekend was going to be one long delicious teasing session i suspected. i slowly slipped the black speedo over my legs and pulled it up, struggling to stuff my excited manhood inside. Again examining myself in the large mirror i could see that the garment left little to the imagination as the tight fabric struggled to restrain my cock, leaving me with quite the tent pole down there. i decided i needed a few moments to compose myself and calm down. Sometimes when your dreams come true it can be more intense and scary than you’d think. Heading back to the kitchen i mixed up some drinks for the Ladies and some light snacks. Placing everything on a large tray i took a deep breath before opening the door.

Making my way to the hot tub i could see Felicity and Lisa had returned to the water while Goddess was relaxing on the lounger at its side.

Engaged in vivid conversation They did not seem to notice me until i was almost at the edge of the hot tub area.

“oooh, drinks!”

i proceeded to serve Lisa, Felicity and Goddess one by one until everything had been dispensed and They expressed satisfaction. I then stood to the side, at attention (fully) and awaited their next desire. As the alcohol took effect the Girls became even less inhibited and began making sly comments and asking Goddess questions about me.

Lisa : “He’s so obedient! Why can’t all men by that way?”

Goddess, smiling “But all men are that way babe, You just have to know how to train them”

giggles all round

Felicity : “You really have him whipped”

Goddess just gives Her a knowing smile.

Felicity : “ All men belong on a leash anyway, at least he’s one who admits it”

Goddess “ And he love’s it, don’t you boy?

me : “Yes Goddess!”

Lisa : “Goddess! I love it”

Howls of laughter. Goddess looks at me and points to the deck beside Her chair. i take my place on my knees beside Her as She plays with my hair and caresses my shoulder, otherwise ignoring me as She converses with Her friends.

After some time Goddess decides it’s time to change into something more comfortable and orders me to follow Her back to the chalet. In the bedroom She instructs me to get Her new black bikini and begins to talk to me as She changes.

“Ethan, I expect you to make a very good impression on My friends  this weekend. I expect you to be at their beck and call while we are here as well as at Mine. you will provide them with absolute servitude just as you will Me. I don’t care if this causes you embarrassment, though i suspect you really love the idea. If i find you lacking in anyway i will kick your ass. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Goddess, of course!”

“Now some rules”

“I expect you to address my friends with utmost respect, you will address them as Mistress Lisa and Mistress Felicity just as you address Me as Goddess. When in the presence of any of us I want you on your knees, preferably discretely off to the side awaiting instructions. If you are in a room and any of Us enter you are to stop what you are doing and kneel unless and until instructed otherwise or until the Woman leaves your presence. you are not to sit on any of the furniture except in this bedroom. Be ready to spend a lot of time on your knees this weekend. If my friends ask you to do something for them, you do it, if they ask you a question you answer it, honestly and openly. And let’s be clear, I won’t hesitate to punish or discipline you in their presence. I want you to make it very clear to Felicity and Lisa that you are completely submissive towards Women and that you belong to Me. If I see any hint of male ego or pride I will beat it out of you right on the spot. you are to be a perfect gentleman and perfect servant to Us. Is that clear?”

“Yes Goddess, absolutely clear”

“Good, now kiss My foot and lets rejoin the party”

I bow down once again and place my lips upon the foot of Goddess.

“Stand”

Placing Her soft hand on the front of my speedo, She tweaks my cock-head giving me a warm rush of pleasure. “Oh and you’d better make some more drinks and bring them to Us”.

Goddess departs for the deck.

i can feel the wet spot on the front of my Speedo quite clearly now. i can see it quite clearly also. It just doesn’t have any time to dry since i’m being so mercilessly teased and turned on my pre-cum won’t stop flowing. i decide there just isn’t much i can do about it. Besides Goddess instructed me to be completely honest with Her friends so maybe trying to hide my excitement is pointless. Plus i doubt the twitching bulge in my Speedo has escaped Their notice anyway.

i return to the kitchen to prepare some more drinks, let my cock calm down a little and return outside. The Girls have moved from the hot tub to lounge chairs on the deck to sun and dry themselves. I swallow hard as i catch the site of three lithe, tanned bikini-clad beauties laying in the sun as i round the corner of the chalet.

“Drinks Ladies?” i ask to universal affirmatives.

I serve Felicity first. Leaning in i offer the tray to Her.

“Thank you ethan” She says as She takes the drink in one had. With Her other hand however She slowly runs a finger along the rim of my bicep, up across my shoulder and down my chest, stopping to give my hard nipple a firm flick. Gasping a little i feel my cock twitch. Felicity gives me a sweet, sly smile and says “nice!”

“You’re welcome Mistress Felicity”

As Felicity takes a sip of Her drink i proceed to Lisa and offer the tray to Her.

“Thank you ethan”

You’re welcome Mistress Lisa”

The two Ladies smile their approval at their new titles.

Thinking I am free to move to offering Goddess Her drink i turn away from Lisa only to suddenly feel Her pinch my right ass cheek, taking a sizeable piece of my flesh between Her fingers. She holds tight preventing me from moving and i offer no Her resistance

which seem to satisfy Her desires.

“nice and tight” She says releasing Her grip and giving me a playful slap across the butt. The two Girls giggle almost uncontrollably and I look to Goddess and notice an approving smile upon Her lips.

i then finish by offering Goddess Her drink,  She accepts it and i kneel before Her.

“ok ethan, time for you to start preparing supper, off you go”

i bend low giving Her a soft kiss on the foot and proceed to get up to continue with my duties when i notice that both Lisa and Felicity have crossed their legs so as to each dangle a naked foot for my adoration.

“Don’t forget about us ethan” says Felicity. I make my way first to Lisa then to Felicity, kneeling and bowing before each Beauty and planting a gentle kiss on each respective foot.

Smiles all around i proceed to the kitchen, again followed by laughter .

“A Girl could get used to this for sure” i hear Lisa proclaim to unanimous approval from the group.

To be continued in part two...

Why Does Putin Fear Pussy Power?

I’ve been following the Pussy Riot trial with some interest. Here’s a reprint of an article if you need to be brought up to speed. It’s amazing to me how oppressive patriarchal regimes always seem to fear Women. Smart, passionate, courageous Women in particular. Is Putin really so insecure that he’s terrified of these Women. Seems the answer is yes. Then again if one is trying to uphold an old-school patriarchy in todays “Girl Power” world then his fear is justified. Give it up Vladimir. Russia would be far better off with more Pussy Power in it.

Update : The Verdict came in today. 2 year sentences for offending Putin. Disgraceful! Seems these Women have truly struck fear into the patriarchy of Russia.

“Pussy Riot have never had a hit. They have not featured much on MTV, nor won a Grammy, nor collaborated with Jay-Z . Just now, however, the Russian feminist punk collective may be the most important band on the planet. It is hard to think of a western act that has been put on trial as effective enemies of the state – nor one who so elegantly fits that famous description of the Rolling Stones, when they were busted for possession in 1967. Pussy Riot are butterflies, broken on the wheel of Vladimir Putin’s Russia.
Since July 30, Nadezhda Tolokonnikova, Yekatrina Samutsevich and Maria Alyokhina, three bright, intelligent women in their twenties, have been at the centre of a show trial. In a tiny Moscow courtroom, in a glass cage that has become known as the “Aquarium”, they stand accused of “hooliganism” and inciting “religious hatred”. Their crime was to perform a guerrilla gig in Christ the Saviour cathedral in Moscow earlier this year. Their song - Virgin Mary, Chase Putin Out - lasted about half a minute. If found guilty, they face three years in jail. Over 99 per cent of cases brought to Russian courts end in a guilty verdict. It is still 2012, by the way.
The hearings, which have routinely stretched credulity, concluded this week. A verdict is due next Friday. In the meantime, Pussy Riot have become an international cause celebre. Amnesty International and the American government have spoken in support of the band, as have Bjork, Yoko Ono, Jarvis Cocker and the Red Hot Chilli Peppers. Performing a concert at the Moscow Olympic Stadium on Tuesday, Madonna wore the band’s signature balaclava and daubed Pussy Riot on her back. “These girls have done something courageous and they have paid the price for this act and I pray for their freedom,” she told the crowd. “DEAR MADONNA! We love you and you just might be changing Russia’s history right now. Thank you and a thousand prayers in return!” a Pussy Riot representative tweeted in response. The fact that one of Russia's Deputy Prime Ministers, Dmitri Rogozin, a former ambassador to the UN, no less, called Madonna a "moralising slut" says something about what they are up against.
From a western standpoint, it looks like a colossal overreaction on the part of the Russian church and state to a mildly subversive piece of performance art. “If the prosecutor knew what punk is, it would be far simpler to explain,” as Tolokonnikova has complained. Putin, recently broke his silence to caution against a heavy sentence.

However, pro-democracy activists accuse him of hypocrisy.
“Only Putin can decide this. It’s not the sort of thing that can be decided inside court in the Russian system,” says Roman Dobrokhotov, 29, one of the leading voices of the new opposition and a friend of the band. “Putin has always promised that he would be liberal. He promised it before his first term, before his second term, he promises it now. But we have lost so many democratic freedoms. Pussy Riot is only one feature of this new authoritarian model.”
The case is not only political but cultural. It has exposed the wider divide between Russia’s educated, liberal, metropolitan minority - who have more western attitudes to free expression - and the conservative, Orthodox, nationalistic majority who form the core of Putin’s support. “This dividing line goes through everything: in politics, in culture, in access to free information. Actually, there are two countries in one,” says Dobrokhotov.
The state prosecutor, Alexei Nikiforov, accused Pussy Riot of “violating the traditions of our country” – and it is this cultural clash that has made the trial appear like something from the pages of a Mikhail Bulgakov novel. Prosecutors have framed their arguments in emotional terms, calling on witnesses from the cathedral to describe how offended they were. “Would you want your daughter to behave in this way?” has been a common line of interrogation. A candle-keeper complained of their loud clothes and bare arms. “They basically spat in my face, in my soul, in my Lord’s soul,” she said. “Doesn’t Christ teach forgiveness?” the defence has repeatedly wondered.
Yelena Pavlova, a lawyer for the complainants, went so far as to utter the phrase: “Feminism is a mortal sin”, which Pussy Riot should really consider as a future album title, if they ever get to record one. “That was just insane,” says Dobrokhotov. “It just showed how big the gap is between these two cultures. We don’t have freedom of press, so most people just watch programs that explain how we’re surrounded by enemies. For her, ‘feminism’ was something close to lesbianism, and Satanism. They don’t understand these things and aggression is their reaction to the unknown.”
If Pussy Riot’s grace under pressure has helped gain them international attention – and the fact that Tolokonnikova looks like a dishevelled Alexa Chung certainly helps – it has aroused the suspicions of prosecutors, who accuse them of being “unfeminine” and “Western.”. “When you’re a woman in Russia, nothing but tears will do,” as the Moscow journalist Michael Idov remarked. This partly explains why the response in Russia has been mixed. A group of 300 artists and intellectuals have petitioned for their release; the popular ballad singer Vayenga has declared “I’ll personally drink to the health of the judge who’ll slap them with some jail time.” Others have been frightened to speak out. “It is very easy to pressure musicians in Russia, to keep them off the radio, or not allow them to play concerts, so it’s a more difficult choice for them than it is for Red Hot Chilli Peppers, for example,” as Dobrokhotov says.
Pussy Riot formed in October, 2011, shortly after Putin announced his plan to swap jobs with the then-president, Dmitri Medvedev, signalling that his reign was as intractable as any Soviet dictator. “I couldn’t sleep after that. I wanted to go out in the street, take a microphone and scream ‘Russia without Putin!’ because I had so much rage,” as one Pussy Riot member explained in February. (Though there are three members on trial, the collective numbers as many as 20 members, who generally speak anonymously).
The group was inspired by the Riot Grrl punk movement, radical performance art and, apparently, the semiotician Julie Kristeva. Tolokonnikova studied philosophy at Moscow State University. Samutsevich has been reading the works of Slavoj Zizek and Michel Foucault in jail. The name marks a contrast between their femininity and their radicalism, visually captured by the bright balaclavas they perform in. “We are very feminine but we have these scary masks. Some people see us and are scared,” one member explained. They favour confrontational techniques, refusing to perform official gigs. Videos of their guerrilla gigs on trolley buses and outside prisons became viral hits and attracted attention from the Russian police. When they chose to perform at the cathedral, however, they tempted fate one too many time.
The Church of Christ the Saviour was an emblematic location. Originally built to commemorate Russia’s defeat of Napoleon, it was dynamited by Stalin on December 5, 1931. When the Soviet regime fell, Boris Yeltsin decided to rebuild it and it has since become the focal point of the resurgent Orthodox Church, which has close ties to Putin. Dobrokhotov himself was arrested at the same cathedral for what he calls a “public action” in support of Pussy Riot in April. ”The only problem with their performance was that it violated some Orthodox traditions. So we repeated the same action without any violation of traditions – we simply went there to pray silently to Mother Mary to make Putin go.”
After the police released him – praying is not yet a criminal act in Russia - he was attacked by a group of Orthodox nationalists. “They could actually have killed me. Only the police saved me from extremely bad consequences. It sounds weird, but when they saw us, they shouted ‘Khristos Voskresye’ [Christ is Risen] while raising their hands in a Nazi salute.”
The ties between the Orthodox Church, the Russian state and the violent right has been a theme of Pussy Riot’s defence - but the prosecutors have repeatedly dismissed the idea that the action was political. Dobrokhotov senses a resurgence of a disturbing religious-themed nationalism. “Putin was very successful at pretending that Russia was becoming more like Europe. Actually, Russia is sliding back to the Middle Ages. This case shows the connection of the church and the government in opposition to free speech. It puts Russia very close to certain Muslim countries. Every time some of these weird people tries to open a criminal case against an artist, our prosecution very quickly opens the case and gets it to trial.”
Dobrokhotov tells me that Tolokonnikova, Alyokhina and Samutsevich are currently in good spirits, “They still have morale and energy. But they never thought that this could happen.” Their lawyers have complained that they have been denied food and deprived sleep during their five month incarceration. Do they consider it worth the potential sacrifice? “They never would admit this – and this is my personal opinion – but I don’t think they would have done this if they knew how tough the prosecution would be. But this discussion that we’re having now will help them to feel more strong. However we evaluate their action inside the Church, we can agree that the discussion we are now having is very important for forming a new mentality. Everyone, everywhere, in every café and every street is discussing Pussy Riot – what is allowed, what is moral in Russia. So I think it helps.”
Yesterday morning, Pussy Riot made their closing statement before a packed court room. They are well-versed in the history of Russian dissidence, and quoted Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn and Josef Brodsky. Addressing the court, Tolokonnikova announced that “the entire government system in Russia” was on trial. “No matter that we’re behind bars we’re freer than the prosecuting side because we can say what we think.”
Alyokhina declared that if a political system could go so far to persecute three girls who performed for 30 seconds, it showed how scared it was of the truth. She concluded: “You can take away my freedom, but my inner freedom will endure.” Many pop stars have said similar – but this was no pose.”

Female Superstars : Alanis Morissette

i'm posting this as Alanis is one of the most successful musical artists of the past 20 years (male or Female). i think She has some interesting comments and thoughts in this interview regarding society, Women, men etc.


Hello, Alanis. Where are you?

I am at home in Los Angeles.

What can you see?

I see my husband's sink. I'm in his little area.

Do you each have your own sink?

We have our own sinks. It keeps our marriage quite lovely. I think space is tantamount to keeping harmony going.

How do you think you are perceived by the general public in 2012?

My whole thing is to stay the course. I see the movement in terms of the 60s and 70s being all about social and political commentary around the Vietnam era, and the 80s were really about entertainment. And then the 90s was about emotional landscape commentary and I was a big part of that. The 2000s were all about entertainment again with the economy doing what it was and I think people wanted a break from the inward-looking, quandary-esque approach and then now, not a moment too soon, I see us segueing back into a more psychological, emotional, spiritual commentary movement in music.

I read a reference to you as "the former angry young woman". Does that label annoy you?

When someone says that I'm angry it's actually a compliment. I have not always been direct with my anger in my relationships, which is part of why I'd write about it in my songs because I had such fear around expressing anger as a woman. I thought I would be retaliated against or physically hit or vilified. Anger has been a really big deal for women: how can we express it without feeling that, as the physically weaker sex, we won't get killed. The alpha-woman was burned at the stake and had her head chopped off in days of old.

Some of your new songs deal with equality in marriage. If, for example, your husband had a snack, perhaps a sandwich, but didn't clean up after himself, would you do it and note that it's his turn next time?

I definitely wouldn't do it for him, but I also think that part of the beautiful, masculine quality is single-mindedness. So I wouldn't interpret it as a direct affront to me.

Maybe he was just busy.

Yeah, he must have been in the solution mode and saw something else that needed solving and he went and did that.

There's also a song on your album called Celebrity, which features the line: "I am a tattooed sexy dancing monkey." Is it about Paris Hilton?

(Laughs) No comment. But, you know, I think fame became exciting for me in the late 90s because I could actually use it as a means to an end. I could actually have it help me serve my vocationfulness. I could offer comfort and upliftment  and be a leader and take on that responsibility, rather than see it as this daunting thing. Fame became a great tool. But I still have PTSD from the Jagged Little Pill era. It was a profound violation. It felt like every millisecond I was attempting to set a boundary and say no and people were breaking into my hotel rooms and going through my suitcase and pulling my hair and jumping on my car.

How bored are you by people saying there's nothing ironic about Ironic?

I wouldn't say bored, I would say interested because I love to get to the underbelly of why things bug people so much. People must be very at odds with the idea of being profoundly stupid. I mean, malapropisms; big fucking deal. It's kind of like in traffic when you're yelling at someone for cutting you off and you're cutting someone off too.

Pre-Jagged Little Pill, you toured with Vanilla Ice. What was he like?

I was instructed not to look him in the eye.

What?

I ended up never really being near him so I didn't have to apply my restraint. Bless him, I think he was in the middle of the mayhem and it can be overwhelming.
Did you have any moments of mayhem?

There was a period of time during the Jagged Little Pill era where I don't think I laughed for about two years. It was a survival mode, you know. It was an intense, constant, chronic over-stimulation and invasion of energetic and physical literal space.
Do you still practise iyengar yoga?

Parts of it, yeah. I'm the integrator. I have an aspiration for full integration, so I do hatha and iyengar and I know it's unpopular sometimes to integrate bikram with everything, but I also do ashtanga.

 The Iyengar one sounds a bit mad. Doesn't it involve belts and blocks?

It's beautiful. It's probably the best experience I've ever had using ropes and dangling from things.

That might look weird out of context.

(Laughs) "She uses pulleys and levers in bed." Please protect me from that pull quote.

What was Madonna like as a boss?

(Hesitantly) It was an interesting dynamic. It was kind of like back to the antiquated system of 80% record company and 20% artist. There was an inherent win-lose quality to that dynamic, so less a boss and more a psuedo-partnership, but it wasn't really a partnership because that's win-win or no deal, right?

I'm guessing she wasn't that hands-on?

We met a couple of times and she was actually quite lovely with me … early on.

You played God in Dogma and in your new video you're an angel figure. Do you think quite highly of yourself?

I think quite spiritually of myself. I feel like I'm here to support the human evolution. We're such fragile creatures, you know. So by no means do I think I'm the only one, but I think I'm an active participant in that community, yes.

They now have a name : Cougarettes

i like it, cute and evocative. A follow on to an earlier post. Seems Hollywood's young Female stars are all in on the dating younger guys trend.

"Taylor Swift and Conor Kennedy

Age difference: 4 years, 6 months, 19 days

Taylor Swift knows something about teenage angst—she once sang about high school love with the line, “When you’re 15…” Now Swift is 22, and she’s dating someone who is 18, Conor Kennedy. Just a few months ago, she was said to be interested in another 18-year-old: Conor’s cousin Patrick Schwarzenegger. She’s among a class of 20-something starlets—from Carey Mulligan to Selena Gomez—who seem to prefer younger men


Although she’s only 22, Swift has already been in (and written about) a lifetime of high-profile romances, including her time with John Mayer. But several of her boyfriends have been significantly younger than Swift. Taylor Lautner, her 2009 beau, was almost three years her junior, prompting one blog to ask: “Should a 17-Year-Old Date a 20-Year-Old?”. This summer, she started courting Kennedy scion Conor, when he was 17, according to several reports. “We’re told Conor’s cousins would accompany them on dates, but the family insisted they wait until after he turned 18 to come out as a couple,” reported Page Six. How serious is this love story? Now that Connor is 18, Swift has supposedly purchased a $4.9 million house in Hyannis Port, Mass., across the street from her new teenage man’s family property."

Confession

my weakness

On the weekend i made a trip to a well known big box retailer to pick up some supplies desired by Goddess. Working my way down the coffee section i picked up Her favorite espresso beans and turned to put the package in the cart when my gaze instantly locked to a pair of the deepest bluest eyes i have ever seen. She stared right at me and i at Her for an instant before i caught my myself and looked away. The baby blues were those of a gorgeous twenty-something  beauty with the most adorable face, high cheekbones, full lips, long chestnut hair flowing down over Her shoulders, her body lithe. Sculptural.  As She sauntered past me, a sly smile on Her lips. She had caught me staring, no doubt about it. i let Her get some distance between us, hoping to put my embarrassment  as far away from Her as possible. But She walked slowly down the aisle giving me a glorious view of Her toned, tanned legs that rose into a frilly white summer dress just concealing a magnificent behind. Bouncing as She moved. Her strut completely hypnotic. She seemed to walk slowly, deliberately in front of me, forcing me to watch Her from behind, such was Her power. Then i noticed it. i was getting hard, i couldn’t help it. Right there in the coffee aisle i was sporting a full-on erection, only held in check by my jeans. I tried to hide my shame by turning to the shelf and pretending to examine something until i could get my cock back down.

Its crazy a Woman’s power.

Now you may be wondering why i can relate this little anecdote when as I said before, Goddess reviews all of these posts. Well one of the little rituals She has for me is a weekly confession time wherein i am given a chance to divulge any such transgressions and She acts as judge, jury and administrator of any discipline or punishment She may feel is warranted.

In this case it was warranted.

When confession time approached Goddess changed into something sexy and comfortable, in this case a white sheer neglige that made it quite clear that was (almost) all She was wearing. She gave me a come hither look and crooked  Her finger commanding me to follow Her to our special room. Now this particular room may not seem special to the uninformed eye as it is basically empty except for a comfortable chair placed in the corner. There are however some rules that have been established for this one room in Her home. These are quite simple actually. At the entrance to the room i am always to remove all clothing before proceeding past the threshold as i dutifully did on this occasion, leaving everything neatly folded at the entrance. I then proceed to move the chair from the corner and place it in the center of the room as Goddess takes a seat, sitting comfortably upon the chair, elegantly crossing Her toned, tanned legs. On this night i immediately notice the gold anklet sitting gently just above Her elegant ankle. She knows full well what that does to me. my cock begins to pulse instinctively, my breathing becomes more rapid.

With a single finger She points at the floor and i obey Her unspoken command and sink slowly to my knees before Her, falling into subspace as my body descends. i place my hands behind me at the small of my back. i always find this act irresistibly erotic and it fills me completely with submissive desires. My manhood now fully at attention, throbbing strongly, rising high as i fall so low. my head bowed, i am entranced by Her, the glittering anklet seizing my gaze.

For what seems like an eternity We/we stay there. i on my knees before Her, aching cock throbbing, She resting comfortably, just taking it all in. Then when She’s ready the silence is broken.

“Confession time Ethan”

With that i relate the tale of my shopping indiscretion in all its detail just as i wrote above...

Again silence.

Then She moves forward, placing Her soft, feminine hand below my chin, pushing it up until our eyes meet. i instinctively try to look away but She grasps my chin between two fingers and forces Her gaze upon me. Looking through me completely, that all-knowing stare i know so well. She clearly does not seem pleased.

She edges closer, and releases Her grip. Leaning down ever so slightly i feel Her warm hand encircle my nutsac then without warning She tightens Her grasp and pulls downward. I gasp and moan from the pain but She maintains a tight grip. i lean forward trying to relieve the pressure but with Her other hand She grasps a fistful of my hair,

“Don’t make a move, don’t even think about it”

An uncomfortable silence fills the space between us.

“Whose balls are these?” She asks, tightening Her grasp just a little more for emphasis.

“Yours Goddess, of course...Yours” i struggle to answer Her demand.

“Say it again”

“my balls are Yours Goddess”

“That’s right!”

Releasing Her grip on my hair Her other hand grasps the base of my cock, now deflated somewhat by the pain from my balls.

She begins to pump Her fist around my shaft, re-inflating me. i feel a warm stream of pre-cum follow each stroke, oozing out, stickily coating my shaft, Her hand and forming a growing shiny pool below me on the hardwood floor. my rampant erection returns. Pumping me slowly but firmly She edges me once...twice...three times, my frame shudders each time She jerks Her slick fist from my cock head.

i gasp, struggling for breath, for control, as She takes a firm grasp of my pulsing rod and holds it.

“And your cock? Who owns this?”, again She tightens Her grip, my blood struggling to pulse through Her tight fist.

“my cock belongs to you Goddess, all of me is yours”

“Right again boy?”

With that She rises from Her chair to stand over me. A swift kick urges me to quickly spread my legs even further.

“put your hands behind your head”

Without even a thought i comply. i am completely exposed to Her, vulnerable, naked in body and mind.

She slowly walks around me, gliding Her fingers possessively across my shoulders and back until i feel Her take a tight grasp of my right ass cheek. Leaning into my ear with Her mouth She says with a throaty whisper, simply,

“mine...got that boy?”

“yes Goddess”

She struts slowly around the other side of me and takes Her place on the chair. Slyly crossing Her legs i just catch a fleeting glimpse of Her panties, the front oh so damp, as She crosses Her legs placing the shimmering anklet before me.

A simple nod of Her head and a steely look from Her piercing eyes is all i need to comprehend Her unspoken message.

Now is the time to demonstrate my contrition.

Leaning forward i bow to her as i place my lips upon Her proffered foot. Kissing it with the

Confess!

deepest remorse and out of total love and submission i work my way down to Her toes, engulfing each with my mouth, encircling each with my strong tongue. i plead for Her forgiveness offering Her my total debasement and humiliation.

She offers no further words, no additional touch for pleasure or for pain. She demands simply that i beg for Her forgiveness with my tongue, my lips. my pounding erection an unconscious, uncontrollable testament to the power of Her beauty, Her spirit, over me.

i am possessed, owned, by Her in totality. In silence i offer all my thanks for Her allowing me to be where i belong.

On my knees at the feet of a Goddess.

my rightful place

Summer is for Work

Sorry to all of my readers who may have been wondering where i disappeared to lately. Rest assured i am still around and doing just fine. The warm summer weather has Goddess into a renovation mood and i’ve been kept quite busy executing Her various plans over the past weeks. As She says “ I can’t waste this great summer weather so I have to put you to work”. So its has been off the computer and into the garden/tool box etc since then. i have however had a little time to start a new posting and i am just about ready. A little editing to finish up. Now that the major parts of Her plans are wrapping up i should have a some more time to put in here at the blog. i hope everyone has been enjoying this time of year as well and thanks for your patience but You/you know how it is, Goddesses desires must take priority.

FemSupreme Music Videos : It’s a Woman’s World – Francisca Urio

 

Sometimes the FemDom/FemSupreme themes in videos are subtle. That isn't the case here. "It's a Women's World, full of Alpha Girls". Yes, yes it is.

The lyrics;

Verse 1:

I´m calling out to the new generation

Women who have strength and pride

We´re on the move without hesitation

Following the voice inside



B-sec:

We´re unbreakable, oh

Unmistakable, oh



Heart to heart

Face to face

Sophisticated ladies all over the place



Chorus:

Á toutes les dames, strong and independent

Destined to gain, we got style and brains

Á toutes les femmes, full of shining talent

Destined to lead, we make history



It´s a woman´s world – full of alpha-girls



Verse 2:

It´s time to start a peaceful revolution

Step beyond all boundaries

There ain´t a limit to our ambition

In the 21st century




B-sec 2:

We´re unstoppable, oh

Irresistible, oh



Heart to heart

Face to face

Sophisticated ladies all over the place



Chorus:

Á toutes les dames, strong and independent

Destined to gain, we got style and brain

Á toutes les femmes, full of shining talent

Destined to lead, we make history



It´s a woman´s world – full of alpha-girls



Break:

It´s a woman´s world (3x)



Chorus:

Á toutes les dames, strong and independent

Destined to gain, we got style and brain

Á toutes les femmes, full of shining talent

Destined to lead, we make history



It´s a woman´s world – full of alpha-girls

She is a Fierce Goddess

Just how Fierce and intimidating is my Goddess. Well, She came home Friday complaining that She made one of Her employees, a Female by the way, cry after chewing Her out for doing something stupid.

She asked me, rhetorically i guess, if She should feel guilty for making the poor Girl cry.

She answered Her own question however with a simple, “Of course not, i often have to crack the whip on people there to get results”

That gave me a whole new image of what goes on at Her workplace.

Anyway

It is not just around Her home that She expects perfection. Her underlings at work must also meet very high levels of performance.

If They/they don’t they’ll be on the receiving end of Her wrath.

And so will i.

i often find She takes out much Her anger and frustration at work on me when She gets home . i can usually sense when She has had a frustrating day as She is usually barking orders and insults at me as She comes though the door. I usually snap into action in a desperate bid to calm Her flames with my submissiveness and relieve Her stress. I will usually make Her a drink, and prepare to serve dinner as She flings abuse at me.

Sometimes i just engulf Her in my arms, squeezing Her in a tight hug.

Her rage dissipates. She is fierce yet a gentle human creature as well.

my love for Her, my submissiveness to Her calms Her.

i feel a warmth of my own when i can make Her feel so much better.

On blowjobs

Over the weekend We/we had some of the most intense sex in the history of our relationship (almost 8 years old now). One thing that Goddess almost never does is lower Herself to perform a blowjob on me. Oh, early on in our relationship, when we were initially exploring each other She went down on me a couple of times, i think just to test my reactions. But that was like 7-8 years ago and She has never displayed any interest or enthusiasm for that act ever since.

Until this weekend.

We had a wonderful weekend of hot passionate sex and out of the blue on Saturday night, in the throws of passion, She decided to sit on top of me, Her back to my face. At first i was not certain what She was up to, and was so out of my mind with arousal anyway that i was not thinking clearly. Then suddenly i see Her back arch and Her head descend and boom, i feel Her warm, wet tongue swirling around the head of my massive hard on, then gentle sucking, on and on again for about 3-4 minutes. i began humping and struggling for self control, luckily Her siting on me helped to keep me down.

My Goddess, what a sensation, all the pleasure centers of my mind were being hit at the same time, hard.

Then it was over, She pulled Herself up, turned around, smiling evilly, and gave me a deep passionate kiss, just so i could taste a little of myself on Her moist lips.

I was edging so hard right then i almost lost it completely. Another delicious, sweet torture.

Now I’m conflicted when it comes to blowjobs. On the one hand, like most males the sight of a beautiful Woman passionately licking and sucking an excited, desperate cock is incredibly hot. Also the sensations of being the receiver of Her hot, wet mouth and tongue is one of the most amazing experiences life has to offer.



But.

i really don’t enjoy the site, that staple of mainstream male oriented porn, of a Woman, naked, kneeling before a males massive arousal, sucking on him like Her very life depended on it. As if his cock was life itself for Her. The male grabbing Her head, forcing his sex all the way into Her mouth, holding himself there until She is gagging. i find this very demeaning to Women. In my mind no Women should lower Herself into such a submissive position before a male and perform that act in such a degrading fashion.

This is pure male fantasy and i don’t think too many mature, modern Women are fans of that image either (there has been some debate regarding this act among teens but I’ll save that discussion for another time).

None of the Women i have been with in my life would ever do such a thing, not in a million years. If i were to ever suggest it or try to pressure them for it i would be put in my place in an instant i am sure, if not tossed into the street.

With my Goddess, She very, very rarely puts Her beautiful lips and mouth to my cock. When She does it’s done only on Her terms.

Her performing oral sex on me is always on Her terms.

It is rarely given.

i can never see Her do it. She has never once allowed me to see Her place Her mouth upon my sex. i feel it but can only ever imagine what it looks like.

She always sits atop me in a superior position, sometimes my wrists are bound to the bed posts.

It is always brief, too brief in my mind, but i accept anything She chooses to give as a wonderful gift.

She never allows me to cum this way, not ever.


In reality She does it in a way i find beautiful. i never feel any power over Her when She does this. Just the opposite actually as She takes me completely under Her spell and inflicts unspeakable pleasure on me which only makes me even crazier for Her, reinforces my lust and makes it clear that all the pleasure i receive is a gift from Her and is Hers to give, withhold and control.

Making me taste myself on Her mouth is just another way She turns the act into one humiliating to me. The first time She did this to me i actually cringed and tried discreetly to avoid Her kiss. A little hangup She easily noticed and used as an opportunity to humiliate me and enforce Her will upon me. Now i never resist Her mouth and the opportunity to literally taste my desperation for Her.

She makes me weak all over.

Young Cougars on the Prowl

Here is an interesting article i found in the NY Times late last week about the new generation of ‘young cougars’. Really interesting. I’ll post the text of the article here first followed by my thoughts;


“For Would-Be Cougars, the Prom Is a Good Start
 RECENTLY, as I heard my daughter, a junior in high school, and her friends discuss their plans for the prom, I had a vaguely troubling thought: can a 16-year-old be a cougar?
Her best friends wanted to take boys younger than themselves (much younger ... two entire grades younger) to the prom. And one of those boys just happened to be my ninth-grade son.
Back in my prom days (when the big slow
dance was still “Stairway to Heaven”), I went with a boy who was not just taller than me, but older as well. O.K., I was only a few months younger than him, but that still mattered to my friends and me. We would never have even considered venturing out to the prom, let alone the school parking lot, with a boy in a lower grade, unless we were baby-sitting him.
High school years were like dog years back then. A one-year difference might as well have been a seven-year span, which is why the older boys looked so much wiser and more sophisticated than the boys our own age with acne. To score a college boyfriend was a real coup.
Call it young cougars, a game of confidence or just female empowerment, but the unthinkable during my high school years is now happening all around me and other mothers of my acquaintance. A growing number of our teenage girls are unabashedly showing their preference for younger boys, saying they are not only more respectful  than their  older counterparts, but generally nicer to date.
“Our prom is this weekend and all of the eight couples in our group are senior girls going with junior boys,” said Rachel Koehn, 18, of Baltimore, who is going with her boyfriend of 16 months, Dan Duffy, a 17-year-old junior.
“The senior guys at my school tend to like to go out with the younger girls, so now I guess we are doing the same with younger guys,” she said, adding that as a freshman and sophomore she went out with older classmen before meeting Dan last year.
Rachel said Dan’s parents seem to approve of this new relationship, even seeing a sil- ver lining in the fact that he is dating an older girl.
“They love me because he doesn’t have his license yet and I drive him everywhere,” she said.
Other teenagers see growing evidence of this dating trend in their own schools.
“We took a group picture at our senior prom this month, and of the 50 of us, there were 13 boys from the junior-year class who were there with senior girls,” said Joshua Himmelstein, 17, who attends high school in Hanover, N.H., and has been dating Charlotte Sargent, 18, a senior, since last October.
“I think my relationship with Charlotte has made the kids in our two grades get to know each other much better,” Josh said, adding that he feels honored to be with Charlotte. “I really respect her. I am willing to admit that she is older than me and has more confidence and experience. I think I prefer dating a senior to someone my own age.”
Said Charlotte about Josh, who is her first boyfriend: “I just feel so much more comfortable with him than I do around older guys. This feels easier as I can just be myself around him.”
But she did admit that her friends initially called her “cougar” as a joke.
“The problem is, I know the guys in my class so well, it feels hard to date any of them at this point,” she added. “Whereas the first time I saw Josh was in September at cross-country practice.”
What began as a joke between two cast members of the spring musical (Peter Michaelides, 15, a freshman in my son’s class in Ann Arbor, Mich., and Christina Bartson, 17, a junior in my daughter’s class) turned into reality when she decided to ask him to the prom.
“I was really happy,” said Peter, whose mother approved of the date but did not allow him to attend the after-prom party. “Christina is really attractive and nice and I just wanted her to have a great night. I like to think I would respect any girl as much as her, but I do look up to her for being older.”
(Peter added that one reason he felt comfortable being the youngest in a group is that his only sibling is nearly twice his age.)
“Going to the prom with Peter definitely made it a lighter load,” Christina said. “I like to dance and get dressed up. It wasn’t complicated this way, as we are good friends. But he was also so nice all night long, asking if I wanted anything, carrying my things. It was really sweet.”
THOUGH I didn’t really need to ask Jordan Pesci-Smith, a friend of my daughter Florence, why she wanted to take my son, Charles, to the prom (he is adorable and charming, of course, just like his mother), I was curious and decided to  anyway . Jordan’s answer was direct.
“If I asked someone in my grade and he happened to say, ‘No,’ everyone would know about it,” she said of their school, which is quite small. “Charles is like a baby brother to me. I could just have had fun with him at the prom and not feel any social pressure.”
As it turned out, Charles did not go with Jordan, and not just because he thought he was too young. His older sister hated the idea: she did not want her younger brother at the prom. (Jordan ended up going, happily, with a boy her own age.)
Who knows what will happen to these couples? A long-term future seems unlikely; almost all of the graduating girls said their relationships will probably end when they go to college.
The younger boys seem to take that eventuality in stride.
“I want Charlotte to have a good time at college, and that is hard to do with a boyfriend living far    away ,” said Josh, sympathetically .
Of her romance with Dan, Rachel said: “We have decided not to break up until the end of the summer, right before I leave for college. We don’t want to be sad until we have to be.”
But if Kate Burkhardt, a junior at Dartmouth College, is correct, the cougar-in- training trend could continue as these high schoolers get older. She dated her high school boyfriend, one grade below her, through her freshman year of college. They finally broke up when he went to college.
“It was hard because we were having such different experiences,” she said, adding,“But here at Dartmouth we have a saying, ‘Get the guy before he pledges.’ ”
“A lot of my friends are dating freshmen,” she said. “That way you grab them before they are corrupted by fraternity brothers.” “

What struck me about this article is that it points to a remarkable confidence among todays young Women in dealing with males. They know exactly what they want in terms of correct behaviour from these guys. On that note it is also interesting that what they seem to be looking for from males is behaviour that is respectful but also romantic and well, lets face it, submissive. These Girls use their own maturity, self-awareness and confidence to find boys that meet these criteria and who are so in awe of these older Girls they can be kept in line, in fact are more than willing to toe the line. For the guys there are some valuable lessons here also. For the younger guys the lesson seems to be that respectful, submissive behaviour towards Women is rewarded. For the older guys these Girls are sending them a clear message that if they want to be with these young Women then they can’t expect to get away with macho, immature behaviour. If anyone wants to see the fruitful results of the recent years of ‘Girl Power’ then this whole trend seems to be a nice example. Todays young Women have the confidence to reject past stereotypes/social norms and just go after what they want. They take old societal roles and flip them around. Any males who don’t meet Their expectations have no chance. Imagine what these Girls will accomplish if they already have that level of confidence at such a young age. I also like the last line about how this trend is now extending to colleges, reinforcing the point that that a new age has arrived. I love how She puts it, “you grab them”. Clearly showing how She sees males as something to be possessed like property.

50th Post

This marks the 50th post here on FemaleFuture. Since i started this blog back in December it has grown by leaps and bounds. my initial feeling for what i wanted to represent here was in my first post when i wrote;

“It is here that I want to document what I feel is one of the greatest societal shifts in human history. One that we are so very lucky to be part of and to witness.

What is that you might wonder?

Well, in my opinion it is the emergence over the past century, and in particular in the last 40-50 years with accelerating intensity in the last 30, of Women, that is of Females, as the emergent leaders of human society. The dominant sex, if you will.

There has been so much research done, data collected and observations made of this trend that it seems without a doubt, in my opinion, to be true. From studies showing the biological superiority of Females, to their rapid dominance of higher education to their emerging leadership roles in business and politics. These trends are strong and will not be stopped.

I want this blog to become a place to document these changes and offer my own thoughts as well and as such become a valuable resource for those interested in this subject.”


At first, of course, when one starts such a thing one is never sure where it will go or if there is anyone out there who is actually interested in my collection of facts, figures, observations and personal anecdotes. i am pleased to report that at only the 50th post i feel quite sure that i am hitting the mark, remaining true to the original vision for this blog and, importantly, that there are many people out there who share my philosophy and enjoy what i have put up here. i am thrilled with the thoughtful, positive comments and the sustained following, so thank You/you very much, it makes doing this very worthwhile.

In writing this blog i have also found many other wonderful people who are on a similar journey as myself and have taken to the web to express and share their own experiences. i try to provide links to many of them on the side of this page and am always searching for others. Share and share alike i say. The thoughts of these other writers have helped greatly in expanding my own knowledge and opened my mind to the many dimensions of Female Supremacy and i am thankful for Their/their efforts.

i have greatly enjoyed creating this blog and i feel my writing has vastly improved in the effort. i always struggle with trying to express myself in the best way possible and think i’m getting there. This has especially been true for my postings on my personal experiences with Dominant Women which many of You/you seem to enjoy. There have been a few early posts which may not have gotten as much attention due to my tiny audience at the time but i think they hold up well, such as my review of the Female Supremacy aspects of certain music videos.

Some of You/you may also be wondering a few things so i will present a few FAQs here.

Q: Does my personal Goddess review and approve the content presented here?

A: While She does not micromanage this blog or dictate its contents She has assumed a degree of editorial control. She occasionally reviews the contents here to ensure that it meets with Her approval. She will also demand to see drafts of upcoming posts for review, often sending them back for re-writes when She finds the quality below Her standards. She will also forward articles to me which She feels are of interest and fit with our shared philosophy. She of course assumes veto power over any and all posts and post ideas that do not meet with Her approval. She has made it clear to me that anything i post that She disapproves of can result in punishment which is always a strong incentive for me to sustain a certain level of quality. As for the visual aspects of the blog She says just about any image that depicts male submission, nudity, humiliation, sexuality etc is ok but images of Females must be “respectful”. Female nudity is fine as long as it is tasteful, presents the Female in a superior light and is kept to a modest volume. She does not want to see naked Women splashed across every post. She has Her limits and my crossing them has “consequences”. So i always give a lot of thought to which images i use in a given post.


Q: How does my personal Goddess feel about me sharing such intimate aspects of our life?

A: For this I asked if She would write a few words Herself,

“I don’t mind too much if Ethan shares explicit details of our life and his feelings about our relationship. I encourage his expressing of his feelings for and about Me and about our life. I really enjoy reading his articles actually, his expressing of his Love for Me and his submission to Me is both romantic and honestly, pretty hot. I encourage his sharing of these experiences and ideas since i strongly believe in the value of a Female Lead Relationship for both Women and men and it ’s what seems natural to Me. Actually I feel it is naturally the best form of F/m relationships , it is honest, loving and meets the needs of both. It emphasizes the strongest aspects of each of us., the males physical strength, raw energy and need for structure with the Females intelligence, capacity for leadership/organization, beauty and life nurturing spirit.”

Q: How does my personnel Goddess feel about my discussing past relationships or my thoughts regarding other Women?

A: i, at first, thought this might be a touchy subject but in fact She has given me the go ahead for this. She says that my experiences with other Women have helped to make me the man i am today and that She thinks of them as learning experiences for me that have, ultimately, been to Her benefit. She does insist however that i write about these Women with a minimum degree of respect and civility that should be shown by me towards all Females. Being me i don’t really know any other way to interact with Women so this is easy enough. As regards to my sometimes posting my reactions to seeing other beautiful Women Her attitude is one of expecting me to be honest and open with Her in all things. She understands that males react instinctively to the Feminine, “boys being boys” as She puts it. Her condition is that it is always to Her that i pledge my undying loyalty, at Her feet that i bow down and worship. Looking is natural, disloyalty and dishonestly will never be tolerated. If i go too far in this She will put me in my place.

Of course if you have any other questions feel free to ask and i will try to respond.

The Growing Financial Power of Women