Power Dressing

"I am glad you are in such good humor," said the painter, "but your

face has lost the expression which I need for my picture."

"The expression which you need for your picture," she replied,

smiling. "Wait a moment."

She rose, and dealt me a blow with the whip. The painter looked at

her with stupefaction, and a child-like surprise showed on his face,

mingled with disgust and admiration.

While whipping me, Wanda's face acquired more and more of the cruel,

contemptuous character, which so haunts and intoxicates me.

"Is this the expression you need for your picture?" she exclaimed.

The painter lowered his look in confusion before the cold ray of her

eye.

"It is the expression--" he stammered, "but I can't paint now--"

"What?" said Wanda, scornfully, "perhaps I can help you?"

"Yes--" cried the German, as if taken with madness, "whip me too."

"Oh! With pleasure," she replied, shrugging her shoulders, "but if

I am to whip you I want to do it in sober earnest."

"Whip me to death," cried the painter.

"Will you let me tie you?" she asked, smiling.

"Yes--" he moaned--

Wanda left the room for a moment, and returned with ropes.

"Well--are you still brave enough to put yourself into the power of

Venus in Furs, the beautiful despot, for better or worse?" she began

ironically.

"Yes, tie me," the painter replied dully. Wanda tied his hands on

his back and drew a rope through his arms and a second one around his

body, and fettered him to the cross-bars of the window. Then she

rolled back the fur and stepped forward wearing only her deep stockings and small heels. Her breasts are bare and her womanhood exposed. She seized the whip, and stepped in front of him.

The painter whimpers with excitement and joy.

The scene had a grim attraction for me, which I cannot describe. I

felt my heart beat, when, with a smile, she drew back her arm for the

first blow, and the whip hissed through the air. He winced slightly

under the blow. Then she let blow after blow rain upon him, with her

mouth half-opened and her teeth flashing between her red lips, until

he finally seemed to ask for mercy with his piteous, blue eyes. It

was indescribable.

- Venus in Furs

Be Kind

How Backward

The film is due out soon, but what's the point?

50 Shades is an insult to women.

After millennia of oppression, the author casts women back into bondage.

S & M belongs in the past.

Femdom is the 21st Century expression of sexuality: female empowerment.

F’male

A growing number of women these days are rejecting femininity in favour of aping men. They talk, walk, dress, emote and act like men. There’s only one problem; they’re not men so it looks kind of stupid. Plus, men are not impressed or threatened by women who behave this way. A more accurate word might be ‘embarrassed’. F’male women are women who think they’re men. The presence of breasts and monthly periods doesn’t seem to be reminder enough that they’re certainly not men. And we’re not talking lesbians, sportswomen or female body builders here. We’re talking about mainstream women who have simply lost the plot entirely and embraced f’maledom. Real women don’t act and dress like men. Where would the profit be in such behavior? Femdom involves consciously manipulating a man by using his desires in your favor; controlling him by your attire, manner, gait, voice, body language and femininity.