Hee Hee Hee!

Guess how I’m dressing up for Halloween.

Guess how I’m dressing up for Halloween.

Ready for your examination?
Sissification?
Exorcism?
Don’t worry. You’ll feel a lot better afterwards.

A few days ago the employment agency sent over a new office assistant. He was under the impression that he’d be answering the phone, filing, making copies, and secretly ogling his lady boss.
But he was wrong.
After a series of pain tolerance tests, he was sent to a hard labor camp.

The only time I’ve had to sweep the floors myself was the day I moved the furniture in.
Thank you, dears!
Recently, a visitor to Taipei on business was inspired by these photos of a brave doggie who let me display his shame on my blog. This visitor decided that he wanted to be a doggie, too! It was his first time under training, and he was a fast learner about keeping his nasty, doggie instincts under control.
Later, he told me he enjoyed the bondage and torment, but realized playing the part of a dog didn’t quite achieve the feeling he’d hoped for. Still, he needed to try in order to find out. Now he knows what he likes, and what he doesn’t.
Next time, he’ll be going to prison for a couple hours of interrogation and punishment. After that, he might wind up in boarding school, a land of Female Supremacy, or kidnapped by a schoolgirl.
The possibilities are endless and we never know until we try.
They’re showing Fellini films all this month at SPOT theater in Taipei, and last weekend I saw City of Women (1980), a surrealist, dreamlike farce that takes place when a businessman is lured off the train into the woods by a sexy stranger, only to wind up in a world ruled by man-hating feminists.
What follows is 90 minutes of psychological torment at the hands of the fairer sex: ridicule, harassment, attempted rape, humiliation, denial.
It’s the femdom of your dreams.

A few nights ago a very bad dog arrived at my doorstep begging for punishment. He was such a nasty little pervert that it made me furious just looking at him. He was so disgraceful, I can’t help but gleefully display some of his red hot shame on the Internet for all the world to enjoy, especially his old classmates from Jr. high school.