“We all have our dirty little secrets, but most people don’t shout it from the rooftops. Submissive men are a different breed, these remarkable creatures will tell you their most inner dreams, fetishes and desires. At great length and in minute detail. They don’t say it in so many words, but they’re silently begging you to take advantage of that. So each piece of information is like a key on the piano of Dominance. Press that key and he will crumble and fall into obedience. However, playing his favourite tunes all day long is never a good idea. And it’s certainly not My definition of Female Supremacy. Economise, that’s My motto. Hope is such a powerful weapon and he will cling onto that like a drowning man onto a life belt. Even some casual act or comment on his favourite fetish fills his tank with blind obedience. Learning to play the piano, that’s all it takes.”
The early suffragettes were booed off the stage, mocked, assaulted and imprisoned. In Colchester a mob smashed the windows of the hotel where Josephine Butler (1828-1906) was staying, and stones were hurled into Her room. They threatened to burn the place down unless Mrs. Butler was delivered to them. She fled through a back window and hid inside an unused warehouse, filled with empty bottles and broken glass: “I stood there in the darkness and alone, hearing some of the violent men tramping past.” These Women risked their lives and fought an impossible battle. And yet they won. Against all odds. They were truly courageous and I greatly admire them. Femdom today is caught in the gigantic fishing nets of the porn industry. It’s a million dollar business that attracts all kinds of people with all kinds of motives: some true, some false, some unscrupulous. Finding a way out of this slimy mess is a monumental challenge. I hope and pray that our Women today, like their ancestors, have the strength, courage and determination to rise to the challenge and lead us towards a better future. A Femdom future.
Nanshakh is one of my all-time favourite artists, because he manages to capture my most treasured fantasies in images. I truly love the idea of uncompromising Women and natural born slaves. He shows us a world where Women rule and where men work, serve and suffer. There’s no room for cheap romances and the Women don’t drool over their slaves all the time. In that respect his work comes close to what the former Other World Kingdom (OWK) tried to achieve. His settings are fanciful, because we don’t work in quarries, suffer on galleys or rot in dungeons. Bummer! But right underneath that fanciful layer is the glorious beauty of real Female Power. Because Female Supremacy should not be about satisfying the (sexual) needs and fantasies of submissive men, it should be about slavery. Nanshakh’s world may not actually exist, but the place looks awfully familiar and recognisable. And I for one really feel at home there.
According to some authors Female Domination is a loving relationship between a submissive man and a dominant Wife. To others it’s not necessarily a loving relationship, nor is it – they say – restricted to the ancient old concept of an one-on-one partnership. A third group disagrees altogether and claims that Female Domination is a male fantasy to which Women are happy to oblige – for a certain price. Discipline & Punishment are equally confusing: some say these are essential building blocks of Female Domination, others dismiss it as pure nonsense. I could write a similar paragraph on Supremacy, Superiority, Authority and Matriarchy. So we think we speak the same language, but we don’t. Does it matter, you say? Yes, I honestly think it does. If we truly believe that Women should be in charge and if we seriously want to discuss the future of Female Domination (whatever it means), then at least let us get the vocabulary right. We should be on the same page by now, but we’re not even in the same book yet.
Kissing Her feet is such a powerful symbol of submission, isn’t it. And you don’t have to be a Mistress, slave or even a foot fetishist to enjoy it. I know, because I’d been friends with Monique for many years. Still, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect when I told Her about my submission feelings. Much to my surprise She was genuinely interested, so one day I told Her about the power of da feet. And it was She who suggested that I should kiss Her feet whenever I came or left. It was a bit weird at first, because She wasn’t a Domme or anything. But it was over and done with in seconds and then everything went back to normal again. She never teased me with it, never became bossy. And yet it changed everything, because that simple gesture made me so aware of who I really was and what being submissive meant to me. Amazing really, that something so insignificant can have such an impact. God knows, it may well be the perfect remedy to save a marriage or a broken down relationship 🙂