Showing posts with label dominatrix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dominatrix. Show all posts

Friday, March 4, 2011

Kinky Repo


My husband has discovered a television program that he just has to watch. It's a reality show called Operation Repo and each half-hour episode features repossessions of cars, trucks, go-karts, Zambonis - you name it! The cast includes the owner, his daughter, his sister and her ex, and a friend.  There is some question as to whether it's all real or simply re-enacted.

I can't say that I care for the show, although it does have some humorous moments, but I changed my mind about it after watching a recent episode. The two women - Sonia (second from the right in the picture above) and her niece Lyndah (second from the left) - had arrived at a motel to repossess a car. They knocked on the door of the unit and a man, clad in sleeveless shirt and shorts, appeared. A long whip was wrapped around his neck, and holding the other end of the whip was a dominatrix, dressed in skin-tight leather. She ordered the man down onto his knees. Sonia explained her business and asked for the keys to the car. He asked the domme and she told him to refuse. A bit of conversation ensued, and he offered to do "anything" for Sonia if she would let him keep the car.


She thought that was quite funny. In a voice-over, she told the audience that she was quite into that sort of thing herself, and wouldn't mind if she and her fiance had come to play. But she was working.

Meanwhile, young Lyndah was frantic. She was horrified at what she saw, and even more distressed by her aunt's confession of being into this sort of thing. TMI! She hid in their car and waited.

At last the domme told her slave to turn over the keys. He did so, and she handcuffed him to the railing and went inside, leaving him to watch as Sonia drove off in his car and Lyndah followed in hers.

Sonia's opinion of the scene was scornful. They weren't really into it, she said. "Did you see the way they were smiling at each other? They weren't serious." I guess she knows.


From Hermione's Heart

Thursday, September 30, 2010

I'm Going to Spank Some Ass


Yesterday, a female Canadian judge overturned three anti-prostitution laws, thereby offering sex-trade workers the ability to go to the police if they are in danger or have been the victims of violence in the line of duty. This is a major breakthrough, spurred on by various widely-publicized cases of prostitutes having being murdered across the country. The most notable was the serial killing of 49 sex-trade workers on the west coast. The murderer expressed regret at not having made it an even 50.

Dominatrix Terri-Jean Bedford, one of the litigants in the case, jumped to her feet when she heard that all three petitions had been granted. When asked how she was going to celebrate, she replied, "I'm going to spank some ass. Legally." while waving her trademark riding crop in the air. Watch her here! (thank you, Renee, for the link.)

Read the full story here.

From Hermione's Heart

Monday, August 2, 2010

Office Discipline

We saw this startle on a program about the world's funniest commercials.



New management concept? I think it has merit. Every office needs a dominatrix.

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Monday, March 15, 2010

Women in Control

This post will be, I hope, or particular interest to some of my blogging friends. What Throck, Prefectdt, Red, Recidavist, Burl, David and Reece have in common is their enjoyment of being on the receiving end of a spanking administered by a woman. I hope that they - and everyone who appreciates discipline from a dominant woman - will enjoy these.







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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

The Ultimate...


What a shock I got when I found this picture in my inbox this morning, at the top of a newsletter from a popular Canadian seed and garden supply company. (I did make a minor adjustment to it before I posted it.)


They are the ultimate - in kinky gardening. These would make those nasty slugs and earwigs cower in submission. And possibly the neighbours too.

From Hermione's Heart