tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82033504753443749192024-03-07T10:43:23.257-08:00Worshipping Your Wife“If you want your wife to be a Goddess,
worship her.”
— Clairette de LongvilliersMark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.comBlogger301125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-34896486036274445552021-12-28T20:19:00.002-08:002021-12-28T20:19:58.166-08:00THE GYNARCHIC WISDOM OF MS. REBECCADOM, Part Two<span style="font-family: arial;"><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEikBGVdbKLDpIrfFlX5stXGgDpViX6dz1_JbhqZN1cumLZ0kAYmwS6X14kL0vuD5hSdQmc5AYVFJaeBOyysWOZBlQtGsXNiAK_aOQx9MT25moRPXv8Yl4A9i2wWx9jRlRG7_GbeFLGrlwBhnje28fg0Vp7A9NQfJ_T7hvbTbyyiZvmu49fwM7GyccxE=s400" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="283" data-original-width="400" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEikBGVdbKLDpIrfFlX5stXGgDpViX6dz1_JbhqZN1cumLZ0kAYmwS6X14kL0vuD5hSdQmc5AYVFJaeBOyysWOZBlQtGsXNiAK_aOQx9MT25moRPXv8Yl4A9i2wWx9jRlRG7_GbeFLGrlwBhnje28fg0Vp7A9NQfJ_T7hvbTbyyiZvmu49fwM7GyccxE=s320" width="320" /></a></div>(Note from Mark Remond: This is reprinted by permission of Thomas Lavalle from his discontinued blog, The Wonderful World of Female Supremacy.)</i></span><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">Back in the 1990s I came across a highly trafficked femdom Yahoo! Group (or Club) called “Trained Husbands and Happy Wives.” The creator and presiding domme called herself “Rebeccadom” or “Madam Rebecca.” Her postings were both uncompromising in their assertion of female supremacy and solicitous toward the inferior male sex. Fortunately, I saved some of these pearls of gynarchic wisdom; and, having just come across them, decided to reprint them here. This is the concluding installment (<a href="http://thomaslavalle.blogspot.com/2017/06/the-gynarchic-wisdom-of-madame-rebecca.html " target="_blank">click here for the first one</a> ). Should Madame Rebecca learn of my little presumption and contact me (I hope!), either to take them down or to permit me to leave them in place, I will of course submit.—Thomas Lavalle.)</span></div><div><br /></div><div><b>THE IMPORTANCE OF CUCKOLDING</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>
Cuckolding is an important part of husband training. When I introduced my husband to a lover on the street one day and my lover kissed me in front of him, it had a profound effect. As soon as my husband got home, he ran and sat in the corner without being told.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sex with my husband present, and watching, is always better than without, and he now knows that as well. Part of why it is so good is that I know he is there. That I have the power to do this and he will humbly obey and stand by the side.</div><div><br /></div><div>What this all does is make for very exciting sex. I get variety, newness, long-lasting, good, hard sex. If a lover tires out, I can trade him in for a new one without the messiness of a divorce. I can have several lovers at one time. There is no danger to my marriage.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjorjty7CL-MPbUZd3YqDYXlWT6tWiMB12qYymw6MGt5ffLRdnvDJ45ndZPF9RoUGem89bBd-W-jr2qefEURnHYL0BoTOsH1MJuNUci8J6BZLldrxkuAYBkq0hUd4cg9W-rDW0IDaeMbOClcFhJSLfZGh_94trPHJfZEj74OobQVmxPpo6Xa4Uipq2s=s336" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="336" data-original-width="300" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjorjty7CL-MPbUZd3YqDYXlWT6tWiMB12qYymw6MGt5ffLRdnvDJ45ndZPF9RoUGem89bBd-W-jr2qefEURnHYL0BoTOsH1MJuNUci8J6BZLldrxkuAYBkq0hUd4cg9W-rDW0IDaeMbOClcFhJSLfZGh_94trPHJfZEj74OobQVmxPpo6Xa4Uipq2s=w179-h200" width="179" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Now I will have my husband tell his side for a second view:</div><div><br /></div><div>“The first time Rebecca introduced me to her lover, it was in front of a large shopping mall, and he kissed her as I watched, and it was a big kiss. I nearly fainted. I had cramps in my stomach. I could see she was happy and proud. I thought I would die.</div><div><br /></div><div>“I walked behind my wife and her lover as they walked arm and arm into the mall and shopped together. I was very quiet on the way home, and Madam was very happy and pleasant. When I got home I just went to my room and sat in the corner.</div><div><br /></div><div>“Madam came in and asked if I was okay. She wanted to know how I felt. I told her I felt defeated. She told me that was good. I asked why. She then told me to come to her chair and sit on the floor and listen. I did.</div><div><br /></div><div>“She said, ‘For too long now you have been thinking you are a man. Well, you’re not, you’re a sissy. MY sissy.’
“I started to cry and asked, ‘But what if you get rid of me?’</div><div><br /></div><div>“She took me to her breast and patted my head. She told me that she loved me very much and as long as I was her maid, obeyed her and did a good job, there was no worry.”</div><div><br /></div><div>*<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgCsLzWfvfPG8Kg9X4gDgmSsxHG19vTb8aa1Qx0Oct6_JuAU9LSZVVH0VmykEllyNs7SVkw-XvUwEgZpysJC9tYQNP2kUNNYrz1BB1WzOpM4J0J6POYPpivPq4k_km1JbESISnI0FLTvRImLRTvXTUPdOLWFSuwrQ_RuskHwyhOQgtheR6SQk1VQ_wF=s212" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="212" data-original-width="212" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgCsLzWfvfPG8Kg9X4gDgmSsxHG19vTb8aa1Qx0Oct6_JuAU9LSZVVH0VmykEllyNs7SVkw-XvUwEgZpysJC9tYQNP2kUNNYrz1BB1WzOpM4J0J6POYPpivPq4k_km1JbESISnI0FLTvRImLRTvXTUPdOLWFSuwrQ_RuskHwyhOQgtheR6SQk1VQ_wF" width="212" /></a></div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Rebecca’s Husband:</b> “I am my wife’s servant, and I love her very, very much. That means it is my job and I want to please her by obeying her wishes and complying with whatever pleases her. She chooses to date and bed other men and to enjoy them sexually. It makes her happy and makes her feel more alive. Therefore, I fully support her efforts and do all that I can to encourage her and enjoy her affairs with other men. Her place is head of the house and undisputed leader and decision-maker. My place is maidservant and obedient husband. My place is to obey and please, hers is to enjoy and take advantage of. She loves to see me scrubbing the floor on my hands and knees as she leaves the house to show I am completely subservient and complying with her desire for me to be defeated in all male characteristics, so I comply.”</div><div><br /></div><div><b>PUBLIC HUMILIATION</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Degradation and humiliation are part of a husband’s training, and there is none too bad for him to endure. As he goes through them, he reaches a new understanding of his place at his wife’s feet and realizes a new inner self. I do not consider either of these as a punishment but rather as education and improvement for the male. Both degradation and humiliation need to be done publicly to be most effective. For both of these work best when it is not a secret, but admitted to the world that he is HER property. Until all vestiges of male ego, male superiority, male dominance are eliminated, the Femdom marriage does not truly exist. The danger is that if not removed, the male thinks of all t his as a game and plays it for his sexual excitement. He must learn and fully understand that, in a Femdom marriage, he is the object and SHE is the superior being to be obeyed, served and catered to.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhjF9vqYbL_xAFV--KIRsdFvDYS7O5gQHcVi7JVtlXIvAawo8JNToewYjn2A2f7h91_uT9zFAcIuO5nicCGp_JUv7zxBOBBOCgZcK-sAwzz968pDcrHiHkHD9I327bI7bcHeEeYXAcLOAAcCYAN7wWTltO0dsp5gJNp4Mt5B5eVHhWGCHyOv-yp1eW_=s320" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhjF9vqYbL_xAFV--KIRsdFvDYS7O5gQHcVi7JVtlXIvAawo8JNToewYjn2A2f7h91_uT9zFAcIuO5nicCGp_JUv7zxBOBBOCgZcK-sAwzz968pDcrHiHkHD9I327bI7bcHeEeYXAcLOAAcCYAN7wWTltO0dsp5gJNp4Mt5B5eVHhWGCHyOv-yp1eW_" width="250" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><b>Dear Rebecca:</b> How do I keep my husband in line when we have out-of-town vanilla company staying with us? I have discovered over a period of about four years that we will get on track in our lifestyle but then we have an outside disruption (i.e., career-related or vanilla company coming for a visit), and when the disruption is over, it’s as if, I’m starting from square one all again. Do you have any suggestions or discipline I can discreetly implement to keep my husband on track and remembering who’s boss during these times?</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Rebeccadom: </b>Yes, I have several. The first is public training and humiliation. It is very important to publicly humiliate your husband. This can be done in many ways, and can be done in areas where you and he are not known, if that is a problem. One way is a remote shock collar used for dog training. It can be hidden under clothes and operated remotely, some models up to long ranges. The severity can be controlled as well.
Another choice is complete ignoring of him along with a self-punishment regime. By this I mean you don’t talk to him, touch him, look at him, even acknowledge he is alive until he undergoes a list of punishments you give him. Males need severe punishment at times to help them do what they know is correct and proper, and it is up to us, the superior females, to be responsible enough to do it.</div><div><br /></div><div>*</div><div><br /></div><div>How do subs/slaves who sport piercings and similar symbols of their relationship with their Dommes handle doctor visits and locker rooms? I don’t know about others, but my sub-husband handles them as if nothing were different. When and if he is asked about this, he replies, “My wife wants me this way.”
Males usually do not ask further questions, but sometimes make an unkind remark. Women (nurses) will sometimes ask further questions, at which time he must tell them that he is in a Femdom marriage and that his wife wants him to be constantly reminded that he is.
He is not commonly in a men’s lockerroom, but I do require that he get a checkup twice a year, so he is exposed to a doctor (he is required to see a female doctor) and nurses.</div><div><br /></div><div>The point is that Femdom marriages are often kept hidden, and if they are to be more common and the norm someday, we need to let others know they exist and that they work and get others interested in them. Advertising this is important to me and should be to all who believe in Female Supremacy as the basis for a happy marriage. You will be amazed how much interest you can drum up and how much fun it is.</div><div><br /></div><div>*</div><div><br /></div><div>Women want and need control. For a woman to take control of a male, he must submit to her. It must be a willing and intentional act on the part of the male to accept her as his superior and obey her in all areas without question. For him to demonstrate this submission he must openly declare this by publicly showing it to be the case. Some form of showing and not just saying it must be demonstrated for the male’s role change to be acknowledged by the woman. Women learn that through these displays a closer bond forms. The Female feels good about her position and that of her male. She feels there is a real commitment and that progress can be measured.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>FORMULA FOR A HAPPY MARRIAGE</b></div><div><br /></div><div>As those of us who live this lifestyle know, none of this is done out of anger or meanness. It is done out of, and with, love—in an effort to create a wonderful, loving marriage. A marriage where the husband obeys and serves his wife. Where he understands that a male’s place is one of domestic service and total subservience to the wisdom of his superior wife. The husband needs to demonstrate his acceptance of his position as her underling and to show his admiration for her beauty, power and wisdom. Look around you and observe the marriages where the “man” is boss and dominates his wife. Are they happy? Probably not. Look at the marriages where the woman is in charge and controls her husband’s habits, thoughts and actions, and you will most likely see a contented, happy marriage.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJJ-iL_3esM8knubQT7DaHmfJDizZM5a39PpRtDjFfIGD5stDJPfLi0xI0xm80jVEtAtP6OSFuT8f7WdO92dlOUsHGR41jdfijmBd5TdXFmcKNHjOuEMjD2cAgRw5DVfelSryDOQCpXvrXDhpBxrvyY_Hwcy_BgKEkLCSVAQ88JfLJbgJWuLisSHZk=s240" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="240" data-original-width="240" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiJJ-iL_3esM8knubQT7DaHmfJDizZM5a39PpRtDjFfIGD5stDJPfLi0xI0xm80jVEtAtP6OSFuT8f7WdO92dlOUsHGR41jdfijmBd5TdXFmcKNHjOuEMjD2cAgRw5DVfelSryDOQCpXvrXDhpBxrvyY_Hwcy_BgKEkLCSVAQ88JfLJbgJWuLisSHZk" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>There is no greater accomplishment in life than truly loving someone and showing them that love. For the women in this club, that means allowing your husband, boyfriend or whichever male to show you his love by serving and obeying you. Yes, it does sometimes take effort to train them and punish them and guide them in a proper direction, but if you love them, truly love your male, you WILL do these things. For you males, it is bypassing your male egos and upbringing and learning to serve and obey and worship your superior. Shucking your dominating attitude to show you are not afraid to tell the world your superior is the MOST important person in the world to you.</div><div><br /></div><div>*</div><div><br /></div><div>Men can only remain in power with force—threats of bodily damage or abuse. A woman can take and keep control by means of voluntary submission on the male’s part. Such males must desire to prove their worthiness to their female superior. I need to know that his mind is on his domestic service and his observance of my rules. That he loves me, obeys me and desires to serve me. It is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week of working at showing me, proving to me, that he desires my ownership. That he lives for my touch and command.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>FREQUENT DISCIPLINE</b></div><div><br /></div><div>I like to have a weekly disciplinary session with hubby. He knows he will get a spanking and some corner time. This accomplishes several things with one act. First, he knows it is coming, so he has time to think about it. He has to submit to the session and get his spanking dress on himself, a form of submission in itself. He then must submit to the spanking and accept the pain and blows from it. He must verbally accept his faults and agree to his weakness and admit his place. When he is done, he must stand in the corner and think about his faults and his proper place. And when possible, a witness or two will be present because it is the public admission of his subservient status that has the most profound effect. My goal is to train him to try to improve every day in ways to please me and obey me. He can never be perfect and so must try each and every day to improve. He must understand that is I whom he strives to please and impress.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhXbkmxJ0CVBk0Qli5Y0p0pvUgWWqubJyJrweU6OB4fQ4neFgkjjDzNp4usUWxz0EX3l2mUoCxCO6Vw0Q24Ojw8-MM0sKZjwfgbX99Qruk60_lyRre2B8dgOt-kVd4zTsrfDDDtxSG_xMeZlKZDkPnLIAGb929gbNR6Exj3ndelbHKgzIkLrUSFHRgC=s1062" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1062" data-original-width="743" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhXbkmxJ0CVBk0Qli5Y0p0pvUgWWqubJyJrweU6OB4fQ4neFgkjjDzNp4usUWxz0EX3l2mUoCxCO6Vw0Q24Ojw8-MM0sKZjwfgbX99Qruk60_lyRre2B8dgOt-kVd4zTsrfDDDtxSG_xMeZlKZDkPnLIAGb929gbNR6Exj3ndelbHKgzIkLrUSFHRgC=s320" width="224" /></a></div><br /></div><div>I will say that if a woman is serious in controlling her male, several forms MUST be used. To strictly employ any single form of discipline by itself is ineffective and boring. The male must be constantly titillated by not knowing what Madam will do next. This keeps him on his toes as well as making his submission far more interesting. If I tell my husband I am going to punish him in a particular manner, he believes it even if I have no intentions of doing that to him. He believes it because he knows I have used many forms.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjphTWWbPqeBJhfZI5ffxyuIJhR3Jm3dm2eXWWUOiFx34dbtivmzReaPaElJlIksw90tk8egx3IH6rF7Xkj3BUPB8OwTLKZ1X9r3-kJ63TXAwiLcwyLa2sR70lxo6QVdx6zGIBOjU92bsrkMG174zpm3c9kFF3OjROxS8gMCepYr9Yx-MfsXd9KV5i0=s385" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="385" data-original-width="300" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjphTWWbPqeBJhfZI5ffxyuIJhR3Jm3dm2eXWWUOiFx34dbtivmzReaPaElJlIksw90tk8egx3IH6rF7Xkj3BUPB8OwTLKZ1X9r3-kJ63TXAwiLcwyLa2sR70lxo6QVdx6zGIBOjU92bsrkMG174zpm3c9kFF3OjROxS8gMCepYr9Yx-MfsXd9KV5i0=s320" width="249" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>As the years pass, we will find a higher and higher percentage of males doing housework, obeying the women in their lives. Those of you already in this vanguard have a responsibility to your followers, to advise and inform and share your life and experiences with them. Help others to become what you have become.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>PROPER MALE ATTITUDE & BEHAVIOR</b></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Attitude:</b> The husband should show an attitude of respect at all times. Disrespect is a serious offense and will be punished severely. Respect includes: manner of speech, promptness, kneeling to serve, proper answers, obedience, loyalty and honesty.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Behavior: </b>Husband shall pay full attention to his Wife when spoken to. His Wife is more important than any other activity the husband may be engaged in. The husband should never sit before the Wife sits and always try to sit at her feet with prior permission. The husband shall dress as his Wife desires.
He shall talk only in a very low voice and be humble before her. He shall not argue or complain when in public with his Owner. When his Wife speaks, the husband should just listen and obey and never make any backtalk, which is punishable. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglz6PSdod4PN0y584lL2kGnsKW2UhVFyzwfJdVrlyWhUKroNOCOx88pu754f9i6wsDhbN_suRH_iNMRBh1Lw06j5ubEZvxe-koxp_2e-f3J_02Y5deXRsbuPicEUcLrAC1Ym6yGbpuwzg-2kSpAv9Ip9FxtQgApoLfLh-UW12ftpgVhS_kmQ6knQVe=s238" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="73" data-original-width="238" height="123" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEglz6PSdod4PN0y584lL2kGnsKW2UhVFyzwfJdVrlyWhUKroNOCOx88pu754f9i6wsDhbN_suRH_iNMRBh1Lw06j5ubEZvxe-koxp_2e-f3J_02Y5deXRsbuPicEUcLrAC1Ym6yGbpuwzg-2kSpAv9Ip9FxtQgApoLfLh-UW12ftpgVhS_kmQ6knQVe=w400-h123" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Wife’s Behavior:</b> The Wife may laugh at the husband or make fun of him if he makes any blunders in front of the others or in a gathering of friends, but husband should never show in his behavior or on his face any objections for these actions.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>AN INTERESTING EMAIL EXCHANGE</b> </div><div><br /></div><div><b>Rebeccadom:</b> I would love to see a system for shocking the male that could be implanted in his testicles much like a pacemaker. This would make it so he was always under control. The unit could also be promoted for any type of male dysfunction such as misbehavior, laziness, poor grades in school, etc., and could be widely used even in young males. Mothers could pass the “control” to a girlfriend or wife. I believe the effect on males would be absolutely fantastic.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Dreamloverlabs:</b> We could probably do this if we had millions of dollars rolling in from sales, and you could probably get a doctor in Eastern Europe or South America to do the implant for you. For now, we need everyone’s contribution and help in order to grow and make our products better and better. If we are successful, we promise to listen carefully to the feedback and wishes of our user base in order to create more and more powerful products, which will get tinier and tinier with increasingly high technology... </div><div><br /></div><div><b>SWEET & ELOQUENT TESTIMONY FROM REBECCA’S SLAVE HUSBAND</b></div><div><br /></div><div><b></b>My wife has arrived home and my heart is fluttering with excitement! I hurry to do her bidding. I do not feel complete until she is home.
I have just hung her silk suit in her closet when, whap! Her panties hit me in the face and she laughs playfully. Blushing, I put them in my hand-wash basket and turn to gaze adoringly at my Mistress. Naked, stretching her beautiful body, absolutely comfortable in front of me...
She turns her brilliant emerald eyes on me and smiles, knowing exactly what effect she is having on me and enjoying it. Blushing, I lower my eyes to the carpet.</div><div><br /></div><div>“I’m going to work out on the ellipse trainer for while, Sissy, and then have a shower. I want dinner at seven sharp. Then I’m going out. Lay out my ivory satin strapless with the right stockings and heels. It’s a sexy evening, not business. Got it?”</div><div><br /></div><div>As she strides past me, all energy, grace and unself-conscious nakedness, she slaps my ass hard and, to her amusement, I squeal and jump and hurry to do her bidding.
Now, I am near the center of the feminine mystery. An intimate part of the life of a beautiful woman. An essential convenience for her professional and personal life. So close to her, caring only for her comfort and happiness, knowing that, as a “man,” I would never be here, seeing her glorious nakedness. Knowing how to choose her lingerie and stockings when she wants to be sexy.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPDfw9bW5R8rA7SsonbutpswupT-jKQgUA1JaY9l6xxxUOEKj0a13Yhc3roaYfor0veEiXDT8zNFFCmM6tyXkrvCCiOHULe6kSkMdICqD3dFvvyaeQcSgKK_oJbvezljUEBFDnZauBsLhKVq5tj0EPtouiNpms4Z-keXhIiofAwclnRUTL-29hVjv4=s320" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="213" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiPDfw9bW5R8rA7SsonbutpswupT-jKQgUA1JaY9l6xxxUOEKj0a13Yhc3roaYfor0veEiXDT8zNFFCmM6tyXkrvCCiOHULe6kSkMdICqD3dFvvyaeQcSgKK_oJbvezljUEBFDnZauBsLhKVq5tj0EPtouiNpms4Z-keXhIiofAwclnRUTL-29hVjv4" width="213" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b>A PARTING THOUGHT FROM MADAM REBECCA</b></div><div><br /></div><div>
Being owned by a female is the final answer for a male.</div><div><br /></div><div>***</div>Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-61331049485321064152021-10-14T04:28:00.003-07:002021-10-14T04:42:27.339-07:00THE GYNARCHIC WISDOM OF MADAME REBECCA, Part One<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: arial;">(Note from Mark
Remond. This is reprinted with the permission of Thomas Lavalle from his
discontinued blog, <i>The Wonderful World of Female Supremacy</i>.)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p><span style="font-family: arial;"> </span></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJ7Bygs6QAPkqYZCjNH6m6yuKCDyLj_HmnwUtFlWEokWDHeWyHOh3GBj-txdCdyIofmOQd5WMJTNSNBMuhOGReG2GDHE8LI8jks2t-eXm7PMvrIt_AxdCH3GxIY7mAUwEDXUMxSbmgnQ/s311/pan1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="100" data-original-width="311" height="100" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJ7Bygs6QAPkqYZCjNH6m6yuKCDyLj_HmnwUtFlWEokWDHeWyHOh3GBj-txdCdyIofmOQd5WMJTNSNBMuhOGReG2GDHE8LI8jks2t-eXm7PMvrIt_AxdCH3GxIY7mAUwEDXUMxSbmgnQ/s0/pan1.jpg" width="311" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Back in the
1990s I came across a highly trafficked femdom Yahoo! Group known, as I recall,
“Trained Husbands and Happy Wives.” The creator and presiding goddess of this
Group (or Club) called herself “Rebeccadom” or “Madam Rebecca.” Not only were
her postings uncompromising in their assertion of female supremacy, but also—at
least it struck me as so—extremely affectionate and even solicitous toward the
inferior male sex. Fortunately, I saved some of these pearls of gynarchic
wisdom; and, after many years having just come across them, I’m taking the
liberty of reprinting them for the benefit of my readers. Perhaps (one can
hope!) Madam Rebecca Herself will learn of my little transgression and contact
me—either to order them taken down or to permit me to leave them in place.
Whatever her dictates, I will of course obey.—Thomas Lavalle.)<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>A GREETING
FROM MADAME REBECCA<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b> </b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">The males in
this club are here for one reason—that is, to learn how to serve and make women
happy. The first rule is respect. Show it all the time and no matter who is
present. For those of you who are not in the relationship you want, show it and
see if it improves. For those of you unattached, show it and see if women don’t
start to take a liking to you.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGJIi-8BNMtzp2o9G1fs-O-W5lusJJSi4Ki9DDIvglpSc9nxjbzgZ4FQCx8g5lw1JDDUvuq4X6AIMaAb6qNfpJoYaVZxHbY_HN5JFIZO-WbgzF-tjXva33fICu0-Gm709dQeZ37o79R0/s225/zentuma-3055.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="149" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGJIi-8BNMtzp2o9G1fs-O-W5lusJJSi4Ki9DDIvglpSc9nxjbzgZ4FQCx8g5lw1JDDUvuq4X6AIMaAb6qNfpJoYaVZxHbY_HN5JFIZO-WbgzF-tjXva33fICu0-Gm709dQeZ37o79R0/w132-h200/zentuma-3055.gif" width="132" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>THE NEED TO
SUBMIT</b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b> </b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Most males
cannot or will not admit their desire and need to be controlled by a female.
But whether or not they can admit it, a dominant female is like a goddess to
them and they not only crave our power but actually thrive on it. They become
better, more productive, nicer people. It is society that says men should be in
charge and should control women, but reality says otherwise.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>CRITERIA FOR
A PERFECT SUBHUSBAND<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b> </b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Key
characteristics of a perfect subhusband:<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Total Obedience</b>.
Whatever she tells you, OBEY without question and the instant you are told.
Nothing is more important than obeying her commands instantly, completely and
with vigor!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Total
Respect for Her</b>: Acknowledge her superiority. Your eyes should always be
downcast in her presence. Never sit before her, never begin eating before her.
Never take the best seat, food, view, etc. Thank her for any attention,
including a disciplinary action. Show complete respect for her and her guests
at ALL times.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">She is your
idol and you shall strive to rid yourself of all things that do not interest
her. Your actions and attire show respect and admiration for what she stands
for. They show you have forsaken your maleness in preference for pleasing her.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzvP3rEJHpJNaWpcFqYdiGNSAzAgBWTZs5w6I0JMF56f2WvL3VxyxJe7wntfsnxcBALTOwjA5-eJ3UR5L5HhW24Vniu7syRLeDT4NzkYLLKMWQwzkqyG4XogO1RTtEVyeK8O7c3yV0uU/s320/200153572-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="314" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzvP3rEJHpJNaWpcFqYdiGNSAzAgBWTZs5w6I0JMF56f2WvL3VxyxJe7wntfsnxcBALTOwjA5-eJ3UR5L5HhW24Vniu7syRLeDT4NzkYLLKMWQwzkqyG4XogO1RTtEVyeK8O7c3yV0uU/w196-h200/200153572-001.jpg" width="196" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Service</b>:
Serving her needs and whims completely without complaint or hesitation. Serve
your Lady properly and diligently. Remember, service means ALL domestic duties,
serving her and her guests.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Mind
Submission</b>: Many males try to think for themselves. You must learn to allow
your Lady to think for you. Tell you what to do, what you like, what you are,
what you are to think about and so on. You have no need for your own thinking,
and it will only serve to cause you trouble. Relinquish all thought processes
to her and accept whatever she tells you.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Don’t think for
yourself, it will only get you in trouble. Your lady will do your thinking for
you, accept her thinking as your own.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Enthusiasm</b>:
Show you are happy to obey and serve her. Be genuinely thankful for the
opportunity and gratefully accept punishment. Remember, it takes effort and
time on her part as well as an interest in your improvement to punish you.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">All males will
do well to memorize these virtues and follow them. All women will do well to
expect and enforce them. Remember, a well-trained husband equals a very happy
and fulfilled wife!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>A WORD FROM
REBECCA’S HUSBAND:<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"> Ms. Linda said to my wife, “Rebecca, you
really have done a wonderful job in training your husband. He has no idea of
even how to think like a man anymore, does he?” Madam smiled and said, “No,
Linda, he doesn’t. He thinks what I tell him to think and likes what I tell him
to like, and he is content to accept that.” Ms. Linda just smiled at me and
shook her head and said, “Rebecca, you really have it together, I need to be a
lot more like you.” In response, Madam promised her that that was entirely
possible.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKLy7oVUkxgxSRaWC_bh886rlS4dA4sw5fWPTM47HZQRFLdvbULt2FkutYrm7YXsKABv4TSpY_dV5yLjCg1OgMlHh8csmyPy5Vp65Mxq9g2oN4_ucOePeExDDqQsDAhOOLvZ1ntNBGjTQ/s320/pedicure.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="296" data-original-width="320" height="185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKLy7oVUkxgxSRaWC_bh886rlS4dA4sw5fWPTM47HZQRFLdvbULt2FkutYrm7YXsKABv4TSpY_dV5yLjCg1OgMlHh8csmyPy5Vp65Mxq9g2oN4_ucOePeExDDqQsDAhOOLvZ1ntNBGjTQ/w200-h185/pedicure.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>ENCOURAGING
A WIFE’S DOMINANT NATURE<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b> </b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">The best way to
help your wife’s dominant nature come out is to submit to her. Allow her to be
boss, make decisions, tell you what to do. The real key is for you to submit
and NEVER give her static on anything. Be encouraging and supportive. Show her
how she is better than you. It will take time and may never happen, but if you
are serious this is what you must try.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">The first thing
I would suggest is to really understand what it means. That you submit to the
woman who takes ownership of you. And that means you do what SHE wants and the
way SHE wants it. Give up all thoughts of what you want or like. The second
suggestion is that you find a way to contribute to her economically, such as
holding a day job and turning your paycheck over to her as reward for her
taking her time to train and house you. You must learn to live for only her.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">You must learn
what your wife wants and do what she wants. Being a sub is doing for her,
obeying her. As you do this she will gain confidence and learn to like it. It
may takes months or years or forever but if you are true in what you say you
need to ask her what she wants, listen to her and obey her. Then it will work.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">What you have
to do is stop trying to get her to dominate you and submit to her. By
submitting to her, you give up your desires, your preferences, your needs.
Submit totally to her and in time your needs will get taken care of. You must
be really serious to do it and make it work. And you must totally submit to her
in everything, including your actions, needs, wants, ideas and even thoughts.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Now if you
accomplish this and stick with it, you will be well rewarded as a subservient
with no power at all. Her needs, wants and desires and your total submission
are what will get her to dominate you.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Women need to
see males repeat and repeat before they believe them. You are on the right
track, just keep it up. First, understand that women do not like to fight and
nag to get something done, and if they have to do so, either they will forget
about it or do it themselves. So if you do not dedicate yourself to being a
great maid, it will never work. You cannot say you will do the housework and
then not do it or put it off. You must do it and do it regularly and preferably
before she has a chance.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Women have been
raised seeing only women do this menial work and have been told they are a
failure if it is not done by them and done perfectly. To counter this problem,
you must explain how you enjoy doing it, how it makes you feel closer to her,
how it takes away your guilt feelings. She must see you enjoying it and you
must NEVER complain. Ask her advice and for her to inspect your work. Tell her
that you do it for her so she has more free time. Encourage her to go out and
do things with her friends and, yes, even male friends.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Remember you
are there to make her life a joy, and if that means you become a cuckold, then
be happy you are and happy she is enjoying her life. Remember you are not the
sex object, <i>she</i> is, and you are just the maid. Ask her permission and
her choice of how and when you get sexual relief and then obey her.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">A lot of males
think that their submission is all up to the female, but in reality it is
almost all up to them. A woman will not waste her time with a male not suitable
for training, she will just do the things herself rather than put up with the
trouble and problems associated with an incompetent male.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Ladies, many of
you who have been married for a while or who have been living with a male for
some time have come to know that males can be a lot of work and occupy a lot of
your time. There are many reasons to train a husband, but the number one reason
is to free up your time and reduce your burden.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">What can you do
with this time? Lots! First, you can pamper yourself or, better yet, be
pampered by him. Relax and enjoy your nails being manicured and painted while
you enjoy a TV show or a visit from a friend. Having hubby kneeling before you
will provide you with the pampering you deserve.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">I can’t tell
you how much I enjoy allowing my husband to bathe me, manicure me, do my hair,
dress me and get me ready for a date with my lover. I wear items for my lovers
I would never wear for my husband, and he sees that. He knows I have many
choices, and this encourages hubby to obey and serve.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Ladies, don’t
waste another minute! Put your male on a training schedule today and start
enjoying the good life. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">There are many
stages to training a husband, and it certainly would not do well to plunge a
male into complete and total servitude in an instant. That is why it is called
training. It takes time and initiative to get a male where he belongs, and for
a Woman to accept her true place as head of the house.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">I began my
domination while we were dating. I let him know I did not trust him and that if
he wanted me, he had to prove to me he was only with me and would be loyal to
me. I taught him that he had to work harder at being what I wanted him to be,
and to be ready to serve me at all times. I don’t like housework, and I like a
male to submit to me. Submission was something I needed on a daily basis, and
for a male to do my bidding.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">And rather than
a househusband, as you put it, I wanted a maid. Where was I going to get a real
maid? I had to make one. And who better to make into a real maid than my
husband? He would be loyal and always there when I wanted him. It gave me a
feeling of great power and I knew there could also be a lot of fun with it.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">I don’t regret
training him for one second and neither does he. I think a woman must take
charge and press her will on any husband to be happy in today’s world. It used
to be a man’s world but that is no longer the case. Women are taking over.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Your male
should be looking and doing the same things. Think of all the advantages you
would have, how enjoyable life would be. No arguments from him, no wanting to
do something different than what you want to do. A well-trained husband learns
to have the same interests, the same likes and same desires as you do. Don’t
waste your life, get him into a training program today!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Males, these
are ideals that you should strive to mimic. There are a million benefits to you
to look, think and act like these very well-trained males. Do it, get yourself
on a program that will provide these kinds of results.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieVl7G8J9Ud9aPgJbpfeW3c5MGmxRLQMQcbL6tRfiGdOe9A5uR_cDDeVZaKBBKL79vpJavGOqTPUUpGfXduS5iOCyDgvmdXlMXgn7sTlkEX2WcNMugI0DCSTi36SHWGBOyUDzSJKyZK5E/s272/corner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="272" data-original-width="213" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieVl7G8J9Ud9aPgJbpfeW3c5MGmxRLQMQcbL6tRfiGdOe9A5uR_cDDeVZaKBBKL79vpJavGOqTPUUpGfXduS5iOCyDgvmdXlMXgn7sTlkEX2WcNMugI0DCSTi36SHWGBOyUDzSJKyZK5E/w157-h200/corner.jpg" width="157" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>CORNER TIME &
‘PUTTING AWAY'</b><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">It is important
for all husbands to spend time in the corner. Not for punishment, although the
corner can be used for that; but corner time is excellent for training the
husband where and how to be when not needed.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">I have done a
lot of research into what works best to keep males in their place and simply
placing them in the corner is one of the most effective ways I have found.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">I require my
husband to practice standing in a designated corner of each room for five
minutes each day, NO EXCEPTIONS! I choose a corner in each room as his
designated corner. He stands facing the wall with feet together. A timer is set
by him for five minutes, and then he goes to the corner and stands until it
sounds. He repeats for the next corner and so on.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">If he is
serving me in a room, and I am done with him for the time being or have no
further use for him, I will wave my hand at the designated corner and there he goes
until I release him. He is not permitted to talk, fidget or slouch, but must
stand in his heels with shoes together and weight evenly distributed. His head
must be bowed and hands folded nicely.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">A daily routine
of corner time sets a standard that reinforces who is in charge and who is
important. Practicing this training in front of others adds a great deal of
effectiveness to the ritual. Having another person see you wave him off to a
corner and his instant obedience does wonders for both of you. Having a third
party see him set the timer and go the corner until it sounds and then repeat
will certainly bring a question as to what he is doing, at which time you can
explain. To further reinforce his subservient position, you may want to ring a
little bell and have him serve you coffee as you explain.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">I place my
husband in the corner when not needed so he is nearby yet out of the way and so
he understands that he is for my use and my use only. Placing the male in the
corner is also good therapy for the woman in charge. The male has been placed,
showing power, that he has done what he was told or motioned to do, showing his
obedience and subservience. This reaffirms their unequal relationship and
creates a secure situation in the household.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Several members
have discussed an important point in male training, and that is the “putting
away” of a male when not needed or wanted. I want to expand on this important
point. It is a crucial part of training to teach the male that he is second in
all matters. He is there for the woman’s pleasure and service, and he must
never forget that.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Puttomh him
away into a corner may occur after he has done my nails and I am relaxing,
watching TV. I will wave my hand, which he knows means for him to go to his
corner. He stays there until told to do something else.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Okay, so why
put him away? First, it confirms daily your control and his submission. He is
constantly reminded that he is there to obey and serve you. It confirms to both
of you your power over him. Any hesitation on his part to following this order
must be dealt with swiftly and severely.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">He becomes
comfortable with this as well. He knows what is expected of him, and he does
it. It is unfair to a male not to have expectations of him, not to have
requirements for him. He must know what is expected, and you must be consistent
with those expectations.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Putting away
makes doing something with his presence easy. When you want him out of the way,
a wave of the hand accomplishes it and there is no awkward discussion or
decisions to make. It is also very impressive for guests to see. But putting
away can be taken a step further, such as putting him in the closet or a cage.
It still holds the power that a male was sent to the closet, he went without
question and will stay until told to get out. He has been put away until you
want him to serve again.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx1drDNGpVpylbsq7w0ikB0uTjSGFLujAVVq1rQFceeclZVe4yBlIXMTawo3hBaQu8wlH-I89YfiPuJ3UZ-Wq67D_Y_LdHRXEKaOpxq44_snPVFqUizMx7tOCQ48SqUjfHjcbD6XH_yn8/s474/cage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="355" data-original-width="474" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx1drDNGpVpylbsq7w0ikB0uTjSGFLujAVVq1rQFceeclZVe4yBlIXMTawo3hBaQu8wlH-I89YfiPuJ3UZ-Wq67D_Y_LdHRXEKaOpxq44_snPVFqUizMx7tOCQ48SqUjfHjcbD6XH_yn8/w200-h150/cage.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Cage
confinement is usually to reinforce his insignificance. I have a large portable
dog transport cage that I take on trips. It’s amusing to see the looks on
people’s faces when they ask if I have a dog, and I say, “No, I have a
husband.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">You must
remember that it is important for the male to know he will be disciplined. It gives
him a reason to obey. Males are very weak-willed and need a reason to do
things. They need direction and a regular regimen to follow. They expect you to
do these things so they know where they stand and how they are doing. Ignoring
a male is the worst punishment he can get. Putting him through his paces
reinforces his approval. Your telling him to go to a corner or into a cage or
closet may seem mean to you at first, but I assure you, your slave will love
you for it and appreciate the time spent there.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrg9-BPd2J8kKo8s1yfzKzMVdsSlUmC3BHimflCmId79HvvX8aLTJfNjOoZk9jYpRqZvcCLvhxP4701A6tDtkY6rFjoFeoh1lgc1VJdrVnVwtrOD7BEkoWbItgiA5sGcQiCxqKBgDuYcU/s301/oktest_seduction.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="301" data-original-width="200" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrg9-BPd2J8kKo8s1yfzKzMVdsSlUmC3BHimflCmId79HvvX8aLTJfNjOoZk9jYpRqZvcCLvhxP4701A6tDtkY6rFjoFeoh1lgc1VJdrVnVwtrOD7BEkoWbItgiA5sGcQiCxqKBgDuYcU/s0/oktest_seduction.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>FEMALE
SUPREMACY<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b> </b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Female
domination is a willing, loving, beautiful institution and should be admired by
all. So this is a place for positive reinforcement of Female Supremacy and male
subservience. A place where women can be the most they can be, and where males
can learn the joys and satisfaction of serving and obeying their superiors.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">The number one
mistake males make is NOT obeying the orders and wishes of their female owners.
You want her to be more active and you desire to show her you are a useful male
and serve her. Does it not appear to you that if she told you or asked you or
that if you even thought she wanted you to do something, you should do it? Live
for her and let her do your thinking for you. Let her know that you know she is
always right and she is smarter than you and knows what’s best for you.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">All males will
do well to memorize these virtues and follow them. All women will do well to expect
and enforce them. Remember, a well-trained husband equals a very happy and
fulfilled wife!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">With power
comes responsibility. As a woman I have power over my trained males and, with
that power, it is my responsibility to train and teach and correct and PROTECT
them. Males are a valuable commodity to be respected for their abilities. Yes,
they are servants, but good servants are a valuable asset to any woman’s
holdings. True dominant women who own males know and understand this. We love
our well-trained males and, contrary to what many believe, train them because
we love them and because we want them to become better and more useful humans.
It is NOT out of contempt or meanness but out of practical use of a male.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">When a male
submits to a superior female, he does so with choice; and his choice should be to
choose a woman who deserves to be submitted to. Being dominant and superior is
NOT without its responsibilities. A dominant female must protect, look out for,
advise, take care of, watch over, train and correct her submissive male. Submales
are for service, companionship, pleasure, entertainment and the removal of
pent-up frustrations, NOT to determine when, where, why or with whom Madam has
sex. The idea of any male attempting to control a superior female’s sexual
practices is wrong and unconscionable. A submissive male will do well to learn
to love his owner’s affairs and the joys it brings her. He will learn to obey
her commands.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Have your
husband sign a paper that says, “I agree that my wife shall have power of
attorney over me. I understand that it will now be up to her to decide when I
shall or shall not have sexual release and I agree to wear what she tells me
and do what she tells me. “<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>MALE SEXUAL
RELIEF<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b> </b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">There are many
thoughts on male sexual relief. I will tell you what I have found works so well.
I believe a male should get sexual relief and on a regular basis. You may deny
it for lengths of time to get him to give in and succumb, but normally speaking
he should be allowed to climax once every three days. Yes, some males will get
out of the submissive mood for a while right after cumming. If this is the case
with your male, he should be confined for an hour and brought back into
submission before being released.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Sex is like a
drug to men and if you withhold it, you can totally control them. You can turn
them into willing, obedient slaves who will encourage you to take and enjoy
other lovers. Males truly love to please women, but they have no training or
guidance on how to do it, so it is up to you to show them. They are so much
happier and healthier once they are trained.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">Resetting the
male sexual clock: When you have no sexual desire, which can happen for a short
time after cumming, you reject all that is associated with sex. When first
training my husband, I had the same problem with him. He was a doll until he
came, and then he turned into a male monster. After a few times of that, I had
enough and decided to cure the problem. I had a talk with him and explained it
would no longer be tolerated. I told him that after he came, instead of turning
into a male monster, he had to be MORE submissive or there would be hell to
pay.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;">What we are
talking about is achieving total submission. This is not something that
normally happens overnight. It is usually a journey and starts with sexual
rewards for the slave, especially if he is also a husband to the Domme. But
total submission results in sacrificing your sexual needs to the Domme as well.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><o:p></o:p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">(End of part
one. Check this space for the second and concluding part in a week or so. –Mark
Remond) </span></p>Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-79913226037975940542021-07-13T11:29:00.008-07:002021-07-13T11:46:29.871-07:00BEAUTY AND POWER<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9H64eWjTRYiXs5Frfj02fH4ySvzNn8Eepp1b-nT_Yvds7nyl9fi7x4m0tuzpEuvBX7Ls8v77Pi1R0mVL9qf-xDZTgbk8S32en7kPYesBvjfAkO76Oeo7ueengOzLU8hCk9-JVEBOqFqU/s301/oktest_seduction.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="301" data-original-width="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9H64eWjTRYiXs5Frfj02fH4ySvzNn8Eepp1b-nT_Yvds7nyl9fi7x4m0tuzpEuvBX7Ls8v77Pi1R0mVL9qf-xDZTgbk8S32en7kPYesBvjfAkO76Oeo7ueengOzLU8hCk9-JVEBOqFqU/s0/oktest_seduction.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;">(Editor's Note: This is excerpted and reprinted from “Revisiting Vivian’s Domain” on this website; see link below.)</span><p></p><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">The old paradigm paints femininity as soft and yielding. The female supremacist paradigm offers a complete role reversal—the imperious woman exercising complete dominion over the surrendered male.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">This paradigm links beauty and power in a sustaining, lifelong synergy. A few specifics below: </span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">From <i>Litia’s Journal</i>:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUul-jpapsUvuhuMqaV4BAxhPi9n76Q7w5tHyePlsmJXknHKHqkD3vqYtxAw4V7-mLfl4zS5b1BY2IbKQa0AsnD7N-Rm4kd0Aw9nc-JHU9yE-CLiV9tpgonAkE3kRd1K3UoTl_Cfutwmw/s194/sinister_Apb.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="171" data-original-width="194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUul-jpapsUvuhuMqaV4BAxhPi9n76Q7w5tHyePlsmJXknHKHqkD3vqYtxAw4V7-mLfl4zS5b1BY2IbKQa0AsnD7N-Rm4kd0Aw9nc-JHU9yE-CLiV9tpgonAkE3kRd1K3UoTl_Cfutwmw/s0/sinister_Apb.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Now, I’m in My 50’s and gravity is winning more and more every day.... But in the eyes and mind of my husband, I am FAR, FAR, Superior to this beautiful young lady (see photo inset), because to him, I am his Goddess and I am the only one who knows exactly how and when he NEEDS to be punished and disciplined. I am his Queen, I am beautiful in his mind and eyes and he shows it to me EVERY Minute of EVERY day.<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">(Litia’s Journal</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">From <i>Vivian’s Domain</i>:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju32cCVzApRecdAMNh5afk8cm1H4aZRVq7QxZOvjtgAhrbVkSRg-ULSbxMz5qBx_u_6Dcic_BFLJAq7mpqgHhabVXQcGvpgfVfS3a5CKNU1OcciSTPK8mTYpH83-VLb0Q_Xmsw-HsubT0/s320/The+Kiss_0001.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="240" data-original-width="320" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju32cCVzApRecdAMNh5afk8cm1H4aZRVq7QxZOvjtgAhrbVkSRg-ULSbxMz5qBx_u_6Dcic_BFLJAq7mpqgHhabVXQcGvpgfVfS3a5CKNU1OcciSTPK8mTYpH83-VLb0Q_Xmsw-HsubT0/w297-h223/The+Kiss_0001.jpg" width="297" /></a></div><br />“A key component of every man’s sexuality is awe. When he sees a beautiful woman’s face or an attractive figure, he is drawn almost against his will. He is awestruck and overcome by that power. Have you ever noticed how men behave toward a beautiful woman? They fall all over themselves to please her in some way. Even when there is no way such behavior will result in a sexual experience, men become the willing servants of beauty.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtfuC9j9CnJOMoZps6arSCYVEKpwZN593KKL5y_12xllyFJ_AQMSOWETPVP9eQ4NgqhZoJGye3lQ3CuSXPAgs6hw8k0_GpqV_MVilAZLU9FISBdAM4HOBIjx7WSJ2Pl_6o0Yd_q8Cne3s/s115/PROP6.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="115" data-original-width="115" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtfuC9j9CnJOMoZps6arSCYVEKpwZN593KKL5y_12xllyFJ_AQMSOWETPVP9eQ4NgqhZoJGye3lQ3CuSXPAgs6hw8k0_GpqV_MVilAZLU9FISBdAM4HOBIjx7WSJ2Pl_6o0Yd_q8Cne3s/w183-h183/PROP6.JPG" width="183" /></a></div>“We see our husbands looking at other women as if they were goddesses and looking at us as if we were mere functionaries, striving to be helpful to women they hardly know and ignoring the needs of the woman who dedicates herself to him and his family. Sometimes we become angry and resentful of our husbands, knowing that it is simply not right that he looks at other women with the passion that rightfully belongs to us. Sometimes we get down on ourselves, feeling unattractive and taken for granted and cheated out of his affection.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisn9fj4var0kLRAeZA9du5SrV8BemSdXRXjXP2Hsy-Bnr6s157l61Erds0lPLdagX790PiHtyuiZh6oQTDRXJn3r5_JfcMcDyA4wet2q6_A_gFEFwDSXh1TmmHKU370YthpdKTcFLWtiM/s311/pan1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="100" data-original-width="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisn9fj4var0kLRAeZA9du5SrV8BemSdXRXjXP2Hsy-Bnr6s157l61Erds0lPLdagX790PiHtyuiZh6oQTDRXJn3r5_JfcMcDyA4wet2q6_A_gFEFwDSXh1TmmHKU370YthpdKTcFLWtiM/s0/pan1.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">“Although there are some exceptions (women who are so beautiful and remain so beautiful that they can inspire their husbands with that beauty even after years of marriage), for most women, even attractive ones, it is not possible after years of cohabitation and child-bearing to become beautiful enough to inspire the kind of awe that will motivate her husband. So, what can a woman do?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBymjMqMOIBgASpbcgkd8oLx2t-2gD-qIeTXBOyKj5Xg84DUhgf7pHL6o5Rlwq7Kuphgx4EBAum0HjS9eS8ENyzp62cPp3X2hIpg1CbAx8F7dH0NBDqi2I8HsapROEgGvM7VaotUDMVts/s320/5d03.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="256" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBymjMqMOIBgASpbcgkd8oLx2t-2gD-qIeTXBOyKj5Xg84DUhgf7pHL6o5Rlwq7Kuphgx4EBAum0HjS9eS8ENyzp62cPp3X2hIpg1CbAx8F7dH0NBDqi2I8HsapROEgGvM7VaotUDMVts/w201-h252/5d03.jpg" width="201" /></a></div><br />“She can understand this: <i><b>Not only is there power in beauty, there is beauty in power!</b></i> The ‘take my breath away’ kind of awe that a man feels when he sees a stunningly beautiful woman is similar to the feelings he had as a young adolescent toward women of power in his life—teachers, neighborhood moms, and strict women in general.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ei6Az27Dct2yMyR-DqLd_da9M-egsiCstAokA-HFwzbHGlOYjTMMDTh3HnPuEJnmtCO130nX9evp3dDGtrEoYR2q1cAo0ooi-cnAZtxUsfz9om1qBVtWH8CmBIjQ7TgoTG54IJiJ2ZU/s462/kali.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="462" data-original-width="235" height="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Ei6Az27Dct2yMyR-DqLd_da9M-egsiCstAokA-HFwzbHGlOYjTMMDTh3HnPuEJnmtCO130nX9evp3dDGtrEoYR2q1cAo0ooi-cnAZtxUsfz9om1qBVtWH8CmBIjQ7TgoTG54IJiJ2ZU/w78-h153/kali.jpg" width="78" /></a></div>“In order to make your husband a better man and a better spouse, you need to make him eager to win your approval and <i>fearful of earning your disapproval</i>. You must exert the kind of power that grabs his attention, makes you beautiful to him and takes his breath away.”</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;">(“Beauty and Power,” Vivian’s Domain</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2010/04/revisiting-vivians-domain-part-4.html">http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2010/04/revisiting-vivians-domain-part-4.html</a>)</span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-89392099221084004812015-11-23T08:09:00.005-08:002015-11-23T08:18:39.288-08:00FAVORITE FOURSOME OF FEMDOM FICTION<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">While this blog remains on hiatus, I decided to make use of the billboard space to recommend a quartet of my favorite contemporary novels (or novellas) of femdom fiction, some of which I’ve mentioned before. In no particular order:</span><br />
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As the author herself describes the story, “Step by step, body and soul, a young woman enslaves her husband. An erotic romance of sex and marriage, and the irresistible rise of a dominant woman.” Molly Sands is a gifted and skillful storyteller and writer, and this may be the best of her four titles to date—The Devlin Woman, A New Devotion and The Obedient Husband (a continuation of A New Devotion) are the other three. The author’s practice of issuing her books in sections can be confusing, but her avid followers (like me) enjoy the practice, as we are eager to pounce on each new installment hot off the press, just as were the followers of Charles Dickens. Bravo, Molly Sands, and encore, encore!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dancing-Backward-Adventure-Male-Submission-ebook/dp/B0189SVUQC/ref=sr_1_1?s=book"><b>DANCING BACKWARD</b></a> by Thomas Lavalle</span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTp7B8yE68XgHqKgSwkvl8yBl7ybw4try-8ZB6I_mKBb3wf3JBvB-_ybzEFrc43qmBsjrg-2csf_x8-dPqjKC8f-GK4NCYPt1fyQkEaZRzSO9sd-bgzQeUndp8sCGA0gRaiEa2i_vV0rA/s1600/dancing+backward-revised+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTp7B8yE68XgHqKgSwkvl8yBl7ybw4try-8ZB6I_mKBb3wf3JBvB-_ybzEFrc43qmBsjrg-2csf_x8-dPqjKC8f-GK4NCYPt1fyQkEaZRzSO9sd-bgzQeUndp8sCGA0gRaiEa2i_vV0rA/s200/dancing+backward-revised+1.jpg" width="133" /></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Just published (November, 2015), this 152-page digital novella, subtitled “An Adventure in Male Submission,” follows the effective formula used by both Molly Sands and Ryan Peterson (see below)—constantly switching POV between submissive male and dominant female. This highlights the psychological aspects of the D/s power differential, which provides much of the energy and excitement of my favorite erotic genre. Lavalle is a wordsmith who sometimes lapses into over-the-top imagery (“…higher up, her opulent breasts, gloriously unhammocked and side-sloping, quivered with her laughter”), but he keeps his story moving forward to an ending that clearly requires a sequel. Nice debut, Thomas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A delicious femdom fable structured (I kid you not) on the model of O. Henry’s classic Christmas tale, “Gift of the Magi.” And it’s every bit as romantic and sentimental, which is not easily done in a story that includes a chastity tube, corporal punishment and financial domination. All of this is cleverly woven around an exchange of sexy, symbolic gifts over the Twelve Days of Christmas. Ingenious, matrimonially romantic and sizzling hot. How about opus two, Mr. Peterson?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lessons-at-Edge-Parts-One-Two---Three-Complete-ebook/dp/B009VNFFU2/ref=la_B00J76JUHM_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1412793135&sr=1-2"><b>LESSONS ON THE EDGE</b></a> by William Gaius</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Gaius, a writer-friend, is the most serious novelist of this quartet, a keen observer who just happens to write about femdom or female-led relationships. That is not to say that his page-turning tales are not highly erotic, because they are, with compelling and dimensional characters. “Edge” is a coming-of-age tale of intergenerational femdom about a young man who falls under the spell of his mother's friend, the dominant and fascinating, RoseAnne Perez.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Five stars for all four novels!
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For those who, for whatever unaccountable reason, have not yet read the book, <span style="font-style: italic;">Worshipping Your Wife</span>, here is a 750-word Readers Digest or Cliff Notes version:<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">WORSHIPPING YOUR WIFE:</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Six Steps for Turning Marriage Back Into Passionate Courtship</span><br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">“Boyfriends need to understand that if women are worshipped, the world will be a better place.”</span><br />
—Nicole Kidman<br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">“If you want your wife to be a Goddess, worship her.”</span><br />
—Clairette de Longvilliers<br />
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“The thrill is gone.”<br />
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It’s the lament of so many married couples. Husbands and wives drift apart, physically and emotionally, or maintain alliances of custom and convenience, keepers of a flickering flame.<br />
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Love has its seasons, as John Gray reminds us in <span style="font-style: italic;">Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus</span>. It's folly to expect eternal springtime, perpetual romance.<br />
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But what if it's not necessarily true? What if love can be rekindled, even the all-consuming passion of first love? And not rekindled briefly, for just a season, but “ever after,” creating that fairytale future couples dream about when saying their vows?<br />
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That’s the extravagant claim of <span style="font-style: italic;">Worshipping Your Wife: Six Steps for Turning Marriage Back Into Passionate Courtship</span>. Yes, courtship—because that’s when guys and girls find each other most mysterious and magnetic.<br />
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Here's the entire six-step program in a nutshell—nominally addressed to husbands, but most effective when hand-delivered by their wives (or girlfriends), with salty or salient passages underlined.<br />
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The husband needs to:<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Step 1: Realize that "the thrill is gone" and that he wants to get it back</span><br />
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A man will do anything to win the woman of his dreams. Should he lose her, he will do anything to win her back. Why, then, is he not willing to do anything, on a daily basis, to keep her contented? Because husbands don't perceive that a wife can be lost if never again wooed or won, that marriage is also a crisis, deserving of extreme efforts.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Step 2: Save his sex energies for his wife</span><br />
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The dirty little secret is that passion doesn't ebb, magic doesn't vanish—not for most husbands anyway. Their fantasy life continues unabated, only focused away from their wives. With visual erotica a mouseclick away, too many husbands, while technically faithful, yield to imaginary infidelity. And, at the risk of sounding Victorian, chronic masturbation, solo and secretive, can rob a marriage of its binding energies.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Step 3: Make <span style="font-style: italic;">her</span> his fantasy</span><br />
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The solution is for the husband to make his wife the centerfold of his inflamed imagination, as she was during courtship. When a husband begins treating her with that same homage, the deadening scales of familiarity will dissolve and he will see her restored to full, feminine mystery and radiance.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Step 4: Court her every day, attempt to win her anew</span><br />
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Let the dragon-slaying, and sonnet-making, and gift-giving continue. Also: In courtship, the man proclaims his romantic ever-readiness, but the woman decides when (or if) sex will happen. It is a wonderfully workable formula, attuned to the dynamics of male and female sexuality. Let the man be hopeful all day long, striving to earn or seduce ultimate favors. Let the wife initiate and announce the main event ("Gentlemen, start your engines!"). Sex will be better and hotter for both--and more frequent.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Step 5: Pamper her and pitch in around the house</span><br />
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Is it unmanly to pamper your wife? Is it insulting, or infantilizing to open doors for her when she's perfectly capable herself? Should a husband stick to gender-specific chores--washing the car, hauling out the garbage? The courtship model makes quick work of such debates: You can't do enough for her! And, in today's<br />
two-income marriages, the woman ought not be expected to tie on the apron the minute she parks her briefcase. Let her log a few after-work hours in the La-Z-Boy (with a magazine and a Merlot). It may pay erotic dividends later that night.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Step 6: Dare to be known by her</span><br />
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Most men aren't comfortable discussing intimate or emotional issues--even sexual fantasies. But the more a marriage returns to the courtship model, the more a husband's thoughts—and fantasies--turn to his wife during the day, the more he will have to share with her at night (or other private times). Opening up to her will serve to strengthen emotional and sexual bonding--and preclude any temptation for a "misunderstood" husband to unburden himself to another woman.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Summing up</span><br />
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“To me it’s pretty simple,” began a memorable post I found in a wife-worshipping message board. “It’s all about doing what I can do to make my wife happy. Because when she’s happy, I’m happy. It doesn’t take much once you get the hang of it. Every single day I just pretend we are dating and I try to win her heart.”<br />
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Susan,” Nancy’s mother and dennis’ mother-in-law, who has previously commented
on this blog, favors me with occasional observations on her family’s
matriarchal lifestyle—and on FLRs in general. Recently, she has given me
permission to use limited excerpts from these emails as blog posts. This is the
first of what I hope will be a continuing series of contributions from Lady
Susan.)<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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in the female-led lifestyle and have been. Again, we’ve been at this for a long
time and have evolved in our practice of the lifestyle. An overriding theme is
that we women crave authority, and the men we’ve chosen to marry crave giving
it to us. Our word is law and our decisions final!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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previously posted here about how, not long after he met Nancy, he was brought
to her family home to be assessed by Joan (my mother), Julie (my sister), and
by me. We were all looking for a man who would fit into the already established
rhythm of our matriarchal family life, one where we women are in charge and the
men take orders and care for the house.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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example, I don’t often speak of my late husband, but there are reasons for
that. Though I loved him dearly, his opinion simply didn’t matter in the
overall scheme of things. He knew to turn over his pay and get into the kitchen
and be happy about it. And he was happy because he did as he was told. That's
the secret to a successful marriage, an obedient husband!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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time my husband ever appeared during Dennis’ initial visit was when I rang the
hand bell for coffee, which my husband dutifully brought, wearing an apron,
with all the courtesies I expected accorded me. I immediately watched for Dennis’
reaction to my husband’s dutiful performance and didn’t see a bit of
trepidation on Dennis’ face. In fact, he seemed excited at what the future
might hold for him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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previously confided to me that her new boyfriend was thoroughly pussywhipped,
and his reaction that day clearly confirmed it; that and what Nancy had told me
about how their relationship was unfolding at school. Dennis is a number of
years older than Nancy. They met in college, but she was an undergraduate and
he already a graduate student with a well-paying career—very important that
“well-paying” thing, as we women want love, but NEVER underestimate the
importance of money to us! LOL!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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quite candidly, any man who wishes to join our family will be judged on three
things: money, sexual performance, and a willingness to comply with our wishes,
which is, in our view, the manifestation of love on the part of a man. A man
certainly needs to score high on two of these three criteria. After all, a
woman can get sex—good sex—anywhere, but we expect more from our men. A guy who
is fantastic in bed still had better be bringing nice gifts and provide great
evenings out!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Nancy and Dennis at college. They met at a feminist rally and soon became good
friends, working with a women's group and taking elective classes in women's
studies. Nancy suggested that Dennis also participate in marches and other
public forums in support of women’s issues. He took her suggestions (quite
properly) as orders and complied, another good sign. It’s no secret that we
women love manipulating men, especially when it results in our getting control
of some of man's ill-gained money. Nancy did this with great aplomb!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">In her
second year she convinced Dennis that she deserved more than the dormitories
and belonged in an upscale downtown apartment. Thinking he was going to move in
with Nancy</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">—</span><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">silly boy!—he arranged a very nice apartment. But Nancy had no
intention of his moving in with her. She arranged the lease to be in his name
only with a sublet to her for $1 a year! This meant that Dennis paid for the
year, yet still couldn't move her from the apartment. In fact, Dennis never
moved in, though he did visit on Thursdays to clean the place—that was his
responsibility. Dennis was, in effect, my daughter's sugar daddy, renting the
apartment for her for three years. Now that's a man worth looking at—money and
obedience, two very important criteria. (As for that third essential attribute
a woman requires in a man, well, let's just skip over that one for now.)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Our
matriarchal circle is a small but growing. Many of the couples who join seem to
be like your wife and you, Mark. We’re seeing so many educated women who want
as much on their terms as they can get—and they deserve it all! You’d be
surprised how many men are turning over paychecks, doing housework, and not
standing in the way when their wives want regular nights out with the girls—or,
more and more frequently, with the “boys.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Life in our
family homes is fairly routine. It’s not some kind of femdom scene, just a
well-organized situation with well-established rules to make sure everyone
knows their responsibilities. Much of the real lifestyle work we do is outside
the home. For example, Dennis has jobs outside of his regular career where he
works for women-owned businesses. He also spends a lot of time working at the
women’s center, a feminist group that is into a lot of activities, workshops,
demonstrations and so on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">I’ll be
happy to share more about all this in future posts.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-7404409289910245842015-06-26T12:44:00.002-07:002015-06-26T12:45:21.163-07:00Guest Column: JERRY’S STORY—‘WORSHIPPING MY WIFE FROM HEAD TO TOE’ <div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">I’m 42
years old, and my wife, Diane, is 40. We’ve been happily married for 15 years and
have three children together—a 14-year-old girl and two boys, 12 and 10. From
the beginning my wife has been the head of the household, and her judgments,
opinions and priorities rule. She has complete control of the family finances.
All earnings from my main employment are deposited into her account, and from
this she provides me with an allowance. There is absolutely no need for Diane to
explain anything whatsoever about the family finances to me. She is free to
spend as she alone sees fit whether, in her judgment, for the benefit of the
family or merely for her own enjoyment. Recently, for example, she purchased a
new Mini Cooper convertible, and this was her decision alone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6bKhEUXf902n7FjBJf-OrL8A03tIHOIe_CyAFX4O3bne2hugBOu28aQJ3k-6_G7eI1pnC3GdelJ98AXI5Q-iNLO3LxDwKPBYE1BJ911SAEaqnYQrRcBGj7nzSMY2XydMQ59ILw7nk_FE/s1600/ankles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6bKhEUXf902n7FjBJf-OrL8A03tIHOIe_CyAFX4O3bne2hugBOu28aQJ3k-6_G7eI1pnC3GdelJ98AXI5Q-iNLO3LxDwKPBYE1BJ911SAEaqnYQrRcBGj7nzSMY2XydMQ59ILw7nk_FE/s200/ankles.jpg" width="161" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Obviously I
am submissive to her. Indeed, I worship the ground she walks on, and I worship
her literally from head to toe. Putting her shoes on has become a daily ritual for
us. In the morning as Diane gets ready for work she requires me to fetch her footwear
for the day and then place her selection on her feet. I go into her closet and locate
the appointed pair, then kneel before her with the shoes until she instructs me
to begin. I start by kissing the top of her left foot very gently, then
carefully putting on the shoe, then kissing the top of the shoe before
repeating the same process with her right shoe and right foot. Following this,
I fasten a gold ankle bracelet around her right ankle. (Yes, I know what some
of you may be thinking—Don’t married women wear anklets on the left, and
unmarried women on the right? Stay tuned.)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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over the past 14 years since our first child was born, I have expressed my
obvious submission to my wife in front of our children in what I think are appropriate
ways—as, for example, treating her soles with lotions and creams to keep them
soft and sexy. For another example, when watching TV as a family in the evening,
my wife and children usually sit on the sofa while I sit on the floor near her
feet, caressing and casually kissing them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Like many
other wife-worshiping husbands who have posted or commented on this blog, I do
all the household chores—laundry, running errands, scrubbing the floors, etc.
Often while I’m doing my chores, Diane goes out shopping for sexy outfits or getting
her hair done, or simply out enjoying herself, spending as she sees fit. As mentioned,
she need not, and usually does not, tell me where she is going or what she will
be doing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Now here
comes a confession, one that I don’t think will shock too many readers of this blog.
I have often fantasized about Diane having a secret affair. I have imagined this
incredibly sexy woman spending Friday nights out with a lover, being pleasured,
pampered and worshipped by him while I stay at home, looking after the children
and doing my house chores, perhaps scrubbing floors on my hands and knees.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Recently I
had to go abroad for work for a few days, between a Thursday and a Monday.
While I was away I of course kept Diane informed of my doings by phone and
emails. So on Friday evening, after finishing my day’s work, I left Diane a
simple and to-the- point phone message: “Just getting to my hotel room now,
honey, I love you.” It had been a long hot day, so hot and humid, in fact, that
it took my breath away each time I stepped out of my air-conditioned car into
the furnace heat. Holding my overnight bag in my teeth I struggled clumsily to
open the hotel door, and once inside dropped everything at the foot of the bed.
Letting out a long and loud sigh, I collapsed on the bed, then stretched out
for a few moments thinking of nothing but how blessedly good it felt to lie
there in my air-conditioned cave.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">After a
while, however, my tired mind began to wonder why Diane hadn’t answered the
phone herself. After all, it was nearly 3:30 in the afternoon, and the kids
would be home from school soon. She always liked to be there for them on their
return. (Let me insert here that Diane is a terrific mom in all ways.) But I quickly
put my mind at ease. It was, after all, no big deal. Lately Diane and I have both
begun enjoying a little freedom from the kids now that they’re getting a bit
older. So I turned on the TV and began channel surfing. An hour slipped past
before my cell phone began ringing. It was one of the kids, asking me where Mom
was—all the kids were wondering apparently. No “Hi, Dad, how was your day?” or
anything but “Where’s Mom?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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phone manners.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Figuring
now that Diane must have escaped to the local casino, I texted her in a teasing
way: “Good luck, hope you’re enjoying gambling away my hard-earned money!” and
waited for a reply. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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short while she texted back: “Thanks, I hope to get lucky : ), but I am not at
the casino lol... I’ll text you later.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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no reply. Puzzled, I could do nothing but wait... and let my imagination get the
better of me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Having
received her text, I knew my wife was okay, obviously not in harm’s way. Her
text was flirtatious and included a smiley face, so I also knew she was in a
good mood. So, she had to be out with one of her friends, but who? That was the
million dollar question. My rational mind said she had to be with her best
friend. All evidence pointed to that—she was out and happy, simply too busy to
talk to me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were clues pointing to something else. I felt the familiar stirrings on a
fantasy involving my deepest desire of submission to her, my desire for her to
cheat on me. Images of Diane making love to some complete stranger swarmed
through my mind. I saw her sexy body wrapped up in the arms of this other man,
saw her enjoying herself, spending that part of our family income that I’d
earned.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I sent her a couple of emails and texts telling her how much I adore her and how
beautiful she is. But I wanted to do more. Immediately on my return, I decided,
I would give her a surprise gift and take her shoe shopping as I knew she had a
night out planned the following weekend and needed some new heels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS-aVvraF81Al9jUssmnLzncyC5WViva8qRCLolPqwizVl5CJCthh-ZRfpRhCvfLzbqQkiC0B_ttNrkR3QmLA3olj41ZwNf97Lt2dqoAgAREATmNad1MLx4o9-6vlP_hGWnYX4DOGBjG0/s1600/her-money.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS-aVvraF81Al9jUssmnLzncyC5WViva8qRCLolPqwizVl5CJCthh-ZRfpRhCvfLzbqQkiC0B_ttNrkR3QmLA3olj41ZwNf97Lt2dqoAgAREATmNad1MLx4o9-6vlP_hGWnYX4DOGBjG0/s200/her-money.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">As mentioned
above, Diane completely controls the family finances and all the earnings from
my main (full-time) employment, and she provides me with an allowance. But I
also have a part-time job with her permission, buying and selling items online,
and I spend almost all of this extra income for her. I love to lavish her with
expensive and elegant gifts. The remaining amount is spent on gifts for our
children, such as toys and games.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">When I
returned home Diane and the kids greeted me. I hugged and kissed the children,
then hugged and kissed Diane softly on her lips. Then I asked her please to come
with me, explaining to the kids that the two of us had to do some shopping and would
be back soon. I took her hand and out we went. As always, I opened the passenger
door for Diane, and before we drove away, we kissed passionately. But when she
asked me where we were we going, I teased her just to wait and she’d find out
very soon. To her surprise and delight, the destination was a designer shoe
shop where I paid for a very sexy pair of Italian high heels of her choice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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returned home, I asked all the children please to go upstairs as I needed to talk
privately to their mom. As soon as they left, I knelt before Diane and
worshipped and kissed the soles of her feet, then lovingly helped her into her
sexy new designer heels. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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night arrived: When Diane goes for a night out with her girlfriends, all of
whom seem to be single, she always instructs me to drive her to the nightclub
where she meets them, and I pick her up later, whenever she calls me on her
mobile phone. As I mentioned, Diane is 40, but so incredibly sexy that she
doesn’t look more than 30. But driving her to and from the club is not my only
involvement in her nights out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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me to help her prepare for these outings. On the night in question, I drew her
a bath and afterward worshipped her neck before putting on her elegant diamond necklace,
then worshipped and kissed the soles of her bare feet, knelt before her and fastened
on her anklet, and then sucked her toes before sliding on her diamond toe ring.
Next I helped her into her new sexy high heels that I had just given an extra polish.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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time to leave, Diane reminded me to start the laundry as soon as I got back
home and to cook dinner for the children. Then, brimming over with adoration, I
drove her to the nightclub, feeling so lucky to be able to worship such an
earthly goddess.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">At three
a.m. Diane called me from her cell phone and instructed me to pick her up in exactly
one hour. The nightclub is only about a 30-minute drive from our house, but for
some reason I decided to leave immediately, and instead of going to our agreed-upon
meeting spot, to park near the nightclub entrance and wait there until she left
the club with her girlfriends.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Shortly after
I arrived and parked, however, I witnessed something that has changed my life
forever. I saw Diane come out of the club with a guy, a complete stranger to
me, and they were kissing—I mean <i>really</i>
kissing, French kissing. They couldn’t see me, but I watched them touching each
other intimately and kissing deeply for at least 15 minutes before I backed the
car away quietly and went to wait for my wife at our meeting spot.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">When Diane
arrived at 4 a.m., I kissed her sweetly as usual and said nothing about having
spied on her outside the club, or, of course, what I had seen as a result. On
our way home I asked her casually how her night out had gone, and she told me
that she’d enjoyed it very much and that the time had passed so quickly, and
that she was already looking forward to seeing her friends again.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">I bet, I
thought! In fact, to this day, my wife does not know that I am aware that she
has a boyfriend behind my back.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">What is my
reaction? Well, yes, there is some jealousy, I can’t deny it. But there is something
deeper than jealousy that I felt that night. In fact, I was turned on like
never before and saw Diane as truly a sexual goddess. This just made me even
more submissive to her. When we got home early that morning I knelt before her
and licked her soles, sucked her toes and worshipped her slavishly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I gave her another surprise gift—purchased like my other gifts to Diane with
the proceeds from my extra job, this one an expensive “Sexy” diamond and
platinum necklace.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Since that memorable
night, I feel incredibly excited and turned on each time I help Diane prepare
for another night out “with the girls.” My submissive excitement continues
throughout the hours she is gone, knowing that I am obligated to do all the
house chores and laundry while my sexy wife is taking her pleasure with another
man and, of course, freely spending money I have earned to further her
enjoyment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-32464739886107172932015-06-17T14:07:00.002-07:002015-06-17T14:08:25.763-07:00dennis: SERVING MS. BROWN, PART 5—JOAN STRIKES BACK<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">(Note From Mark Remond: This post can
be read as a provocative sidebar to SERVING MS. BROWN, PART 4 – WEEKLY STAFF
MEETING.)</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Wanting to
follow up on my suggestion for Carol to lunch with Joan, our HR director, I
called her office, but only got her voicemail. This was unusual since Joan has
an administrative assistant, brad, a bright young man, recently graduated from
college. A few minutes later brad called me with instructions that “Ms. Smith
(Joan) wants to see you in Her office right now.” Having conveyed that abrupt summons,
brad promptly hanged up. When, perhaps a minute later, i show up at Joan’s
office, brad was there to usher me immediately into his Boss’ office, then close
the door. Long minutes passed, however, before Joan even acknowledged me, and
then only to motion me to sit on a low chair adjacent to Her desk. Another few minutes
passed before she gots up and walked over to my chair, the sound of Her heels
further reinforcing Her Female authority. My low chair, Her high heels, plus
Her 5’10” height all combined to have Her towering above me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“What the
hell happened in Carol’s meeting this morning?” Joan screamed, giving me a sharp
shin kick for emphasis.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Ma’am?” I responded
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Ma’am, my
ass!” Joan yelled. “Listen bitch, I don’t like being left out to dry like that.
You could have said something.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“But I
mentioned to Carol all that You do for us here,” I said, stammering for an
excuse. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Why bring
up favorable things about me <i>after</i>
the meeting? What the hell good does that do? Listen, bitch, you better realize
that I can make a few calls, and you’d be history here, do you understand that?
Trust me, I can find some reason to fire you and make it stick, and the same
applies to your bitch buddy, tom – make sure he knows that. I’m sick and damn
tired of not getting the respect I deserve around here.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Yes Ma’am,”
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">But Joan wasn’t
finished. “As a matter of fact, I think you’re partly to blame over this mobile
applications thing, because you didn’t manage the head of the computer science
department very well, at least that’s how I see it. How about you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Yes, Ma’am,
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<i><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Partly?”</span></i><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> Joan yelled. “If you’re implying that
I have some culpability here, you’re sadly mistaken.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Oh, no, Ma’a,
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Still obviously
enraged, Joan went on to say that both tom and i were responsible since we were
involved with the college computer science department. “I’m going to do an
investigation of this mobile apps thing, and when i’m through, both you and tom
are going to have some entries in your personnel files, and they may not be too
flattering.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">But there
was still more: “We have Women coming up who we’re going to be looking at to
move into your positions—yours and tom’s—and it’s all that much easier when the
incumbents are fucking up, do you understand that?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“But you
can redeem yourself by helping me confront the head of the computer science
department at the college. That guy is my choice as poster boy for misogyny,
that patriarchal son-of-a-bitch.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Maybe we
could have a meeting with the college president to discuss this?” i suggested.
“She’s always been supportive, and She’s a committed Feminist.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Joan agreed
that we should definitely “take this to the top.” But she concluded our “discussion”
with a final warning: “You’re not out of the woods for fucking up today, little
man. You owe me and you’re going to start paying—now.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Dipping into
Her purse, She pulled out a receipt and a set of keys. “Have my car washed and
the oil changed then pick up my dry cleaning.” She held out the dry cleaning receipt
and car keys then, as I reached for them, dropped them on the floor. “Pick them
up,” She ordered, “and this is out of your pocket.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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my priviledge, Ma’am.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“And one last
thing.” Joan kicked Her pumps off in my direction, commanding me to “Shine
these and make sure they’re back here by one o’clock.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Ma’am,” I said, trying to demonstrate my deference, “i can shine them right now.
Where does brad keep his shoeshine supplies?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">She didn’t,
or perhaps She wanted to teach me some humility by having me openly carry her
pumps through the long corridors and into the packed elevators. In any case, that’s
exactly what I did, a male executive carrying heels through corporate
headquarters.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Women i passed, having a real feel for their own power, bantered with me. “Nice
heels,” one Woman called out, “but not your size.” i smiled and nodded in
agreement. “Oh, are those yours?” asked another Woman as Her colleagues
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toward all Females being mandatory in our company, i responded candidly, explaining
that a staff member needed them tended to. On hearing this, another commented,
“Maybe when <i>I</i> get to staff level, I’ll
have my shoes shined, too!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Her that She would, but suppressed a followup thought—“And i’ll be delighted to
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to the office and immediately got busy caring for Joan’s shoes plus a pair of
Carol’s for good measure.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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remainder of the morning was fairly routine. i tended to departmental issues as
well as taking dictation from Carol and attending one of Her meetings where my
shorthand skills were need. Plus i answered phones, took dictation and handled
paperwork. i knew i would have plenty to keep me busy over lunch tending to
personal tasks for Carol—and now Joan.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-26469766250563175182015-06-09T08:16:00.000-07:002015-06-09T08:24:25.856-07:00dennis: ON LOAN TO RHODA—WORKING AT THE HOTEL<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">i’d spoken
earlier about how the guys in our little social group help out when one of the
men in our group is traveling. i spoke about Linda and my work while i was on
loan to Her when hubby, tom, was out of town for work. My experience extends
beyond simply serving Women within our group, however. My Mother-in-law, Sue,
has made arrangements with three Women-run businesses: 1) housekeeping at a
local hotel, 2) a local Women’s boutique, and, 3) a Maid service. Everyone
benefits with the arrangements we have: the Women get needed help, Sue gets
money and perks, and i get valuable training and work experience.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKoMWgoy-L2XUqrb4oz8s3oAqUGT7RykBiW-oEQPwC9KhT3uCpd5AP4ZsDbBRQ4uS0Xvru02fP16Vgoe8VDzCNw88SYORB0pIsDmDy8k5qJ4Ep60vFN_rmsV5IANzRmhHnBmXpjcZxQZQ/s1600/proxy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKoMWgoy-L2XUqrb4oz8s3oAqUGT7RykBiW-oEQPwC9KhT3uCpd5AP4ZsDbBRQ4uS0Xvru02fP16Vgoe8VDzCNw88SYORB0pIsDmDy8k5qJ4Ep60vFN_rmsV5IANzRmhHnBmXpjcZxQZQ/s200/proxy.jpg" width="125" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">At home i’m
responsible for domestic service – housekeeping – and while i loved the work i
was finding myself getting further and further behind, i was simply
inefficient. Sue to the rescue! One day She was speaking with Rhoda, a Woman
friend who ran housekeeping for two local hotels. When Sue expressed
frustration with me and my inefficiency, Rhoda offered to help. Rhoda proposed
training me to be a Maid at the hotel and, in the process, making me very
efficient at housekeeping. Hotel Maids have a tough job – plenty of rooms and
not much time to clean them. Not only would i learn a great deal about
housekeeping but i’d be working in a Woman-run environment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Sue and
Rhoda struck a bargain. Rhoda would train me and, in return, Sue promised to
make me available for a certain number of days each year – usually on weekends
– to supplement Her staff when needed. i would be paid but i’d give that money,
and any hotel perks i’d get, back to Sue. Any tips i received from cleaning
rooms were to be turned over to Rhoda to be split among the other Maids.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Women agreed, and the next Saturday i reported to Rhoda at the hotel to begin
my training. i was issued a uniform and a name tag and a block of rooms to
clean – piece of cake, i thought.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Rhoda and
Her Girls just threw me into it, assigning rooms and pointing out where the
service carts were located. I received no training to begin with, but plenty of
yelling and harsh comments. My rooms were continually failing inspection, and
couldn’t be assigned to new guests making the front desk angry. i quickly found
myself behind in my tasks; they hadn’t shown me any of the tricks of the trade
but thrown me into it as a way of learning some respect and humility.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNj7u45X9S7u_1nP6ogqkhUPxBz5rs6BqI4JTaGOgo0a293w2dvQ6a1U5pKNg1S9Bkfucp-iHxUrOKQTnslvn6p_H-p3LRWG8VrzMDBwjkvryrloGKPVjptn6JDRp03JDRTfgrzHM3gE/s1600/article-2593267-01768D7F0000044D-451_634x459.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyNj7u45X9S7u_1nP6ogqkhUPxBz5rs6BqI4JTaGOgo0a293w2dvQ6a1U5pKNg1S9Bkfucp-iHxUrOKQTnslvn6p_H-p3LRWG8VrzMDBwjkvryrloGKPVjptn6JDRp03JDRTfgrzHM3gE/s200/article-2593267-01768D7F0000044D-451_634x459.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Halfway
through the day the Women invited me into the break room for cigarettes and
lunch. i was way behind and begged the Women to help me – i promised i’d make
it up to them. They loved the begging! They’d rightly perceived that i
underestimated the task; worse, a few of the Maids assumed i didn’t respect
them. That, i assured them, was not the case. Rhoda assigned me to Tiffany, a
tough, no-nonsense Maid for my training. Tiffany set the record straight. i was
told that all the Maids were to be treated with respect and deference – “Yes,
Ma’am, no, Ma’am.” The Maids were to be addressed as Ms, and their first name
or however i was told to address them, “yes, Ms. Tiffany!” i was to obey all
the Maids, all the time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">After lunch
we went at it full force, with Ms. Tiffany ordering me around like a drill
sergeant. FYI, yelling works! i learned a lot of humility, too. i’d always
worked for or with educated Women, but here i was a guy with graduate degrees
as the lowest-ranking member of an all-Woman team, none of whom had attended
college! And i <i>deserved</i> to be at the
bottom! It was humiliating for me because in their world of the housekeeper
they were in charge. i entered their domain at their pleasure at the very
bottom of the hierarchy – and i’d stay there, said Rhoda.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Two of the
Maids on our team were sarcastic toward me, often saying things like, “Oh, you
have a masters degree and can’t even clean a toilet!” These Women exercised
their power over me in a number of ways that i won’t now mention, but their
comments were right – my formal education didn’t count for a thing. Formal
education didn’t help me to efficiently make beds, dust, vacuum or clean
toilets, only the skills Rhoda and the Ladies would teach me would do that. The
other Girls reminded me of this, too. And Rhoda started our shift meetings with
“OK, Ladies....” – giving no special recognition for me, a recognition that i’m
now very embarrassed to admit i initially thought i deserved. Of course i
didn’t. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOkwaij_aQtsZjnZgkvCRk_o9CopIfJ0y10ZMTgaEp2bD5wVWrFbYxpejpswgogBMu-65nkvAy7Mp-gkM043dmZyYp2d33pl7T8ZVjtYcOPcEf8uoHKKyj3PzJMoemZcaDqerhoTACwEc/s1600/mmm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOkwaij_aQtsZjnZgkvCRk_o9CopIfJ0y10ZMTgaEp2bD5wVWrFbYxpejpswgogBMu-65nkvAy7Mp-gkM043dmZyYp2d33pl7T8ZVjtYcOPcEf8uoHKKyj3PzJMoemZcaDqerhoTACwEc/s200/mmm.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Only when
Rhoda and Tiffany decided that i learned the job and learned my place, did they
give me a cherished educational credential, a silver hotel logo “Housekeeper”
nametag engraved “Denise.” Yes, Denise! The engraver assumed that Dennis was a
misspelling and took it upon himself to make the change – sexist bastard! It
was returned and corrected with proper spelling and capitalization; it now
reads ‘dennis.’ This is the first step, the next is “Maid” if Rhoda sees fit to
promote, but before that happens i have to gain experience in other
departments.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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reward, though, is that i’m now accepted by the other Maids. We converse, take
smoke breaks, i pitch in to help them when i can, always bring cigarettes, and
make and serve coffee. It all means a lot to them. i was flattered when, during
one Saturday’s lunch break, the Women presented me with a feather duster and a
rather fancy maid’s apron. i tried it on for them to their applause; i took it
home but will bring it in for special occasions. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">With this outside job in
housekeeping i learned a great deal of technical skills that helped greatly in
my daily homemaking tasks. i had no choice other than to get more efficient at
my household tasks or get devoured by them. Rhoda, Tiffany, and the Maids taught me a lot!</span><span style="font-family: "Palatino Linotype","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"></span>Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-65793740841554971162015-05-28T20:36:00.000-07:002015-05-28T20:36:23.013-07:00dennis: SERVING MS. BROWN, PART 4 – WEEKLY STAFF MEETING<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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is assembled for our weekly staff meeting. Carol enters, “Good morning, Ladies,”
She says, and it’s all business from that moment forward. Each manager will go
through Her department’s activities and issues. i take a seat to Carol’s right
and open my steno book. While i’m at the meeting because i run a department,
it’s no secret that my ability to take shorthand would have me here even if
weren’t a manager. i frequently sit in on Carol’s highest-level, most sensitive
meetings because of shorthand. i'll record the proceedings in detail, including
developing a report to send to the attendees for their approval and add any
issues they may want noted before making it part of the current record.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKvKyZ05K0pevkhgFrZDa21jw7QavlSxLZOUpttPEOxaB9zKJqIlmaujsopywP5s6MZQPQEUGYg0m_YvIjmhjiJzejeQRpQO_-YIIz3Jj9ByQHP2rOrlEADorGghQwJonxRsDTYg6Qp0/s1600/womenVmen1-300x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKvKyZ05K0pevkhgFrZDa21jw7QavlSxLZOUpttPEOxaB9zKJqIlmaujsopywP5s6MZQPQEUGYg0m_YvIjmhjiJzejeQRpQO_-YIIz3Jj9ByQHP2rOrlEADorGghQwJonxRsDTYg6Qp0/s200/womenVmen1-300x300.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Carol is a
capable and personable executive, but She is a Business Woman and She means
business. By Her own admission, She’s a Bitch first and a Lady second. She
wants Her staff to take the initiative, and there’s hell to pay when She
perceives they haven’t – we’ll see an example of that today, and it won’t be
tom or me on the receiving end. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">This week
after routine updates, we have hiring on the agenda, specifically eight offers
for a variety of technical positions that are going to be offered to
applicants, all recent college grads, three men and five Women. The Female
candidates are well known to us, we’ve employed all of them as interns
throughout their academic preparation. Their qualifications are impeccable. All things being equal, we’d hire a Woman over
a man but it rarely comes to that; Women are presenting excellent credentials
compared to many male applicants. </span></div>
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This, coupled with a strong record of
performance from Women already working for us, and we have steady growth in the
number of Women in technical positions – but that growth isn’t always as fast
as Carol would like to see. <o:p></o:p><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Carol and
other executive Women have structured a college outreach and a variety of
internal programs targeted at attracting Women to technical careers and
ensuring they succeed. We’re all committed Feminists and believe that economic
empowerment is absolutely essential to Women overcoming the still-too-prevalent
sexist attitudes and structures that confront them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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hiring so many men?” Carol wants to know. “We can’t find three Women? How about
two Women, or even one?” She asks, obviously disturbed. Carol is assured that
the three men have unique skills – mobile applications development – that we
need. “So three Women were denied positions,” Carol asks, looking to Joan, our
HR manager. “Not yet, but Yes,” Joan responds sheepishly. “Putting aside mobile
applications, were they good candidates?” Carol asks. “Oh, yes, very good
candidates,” Joan responds. “So we have three talented Women who are going to
work for competitors? Am I right?” Joan stammers a bit, wanting to extricate
Herself from a touchy situation. Carol doesn’t want to hear Joan’s response. “Well,
hire the men and make offers to the three Women, too,” insists Carol, “and make
sure they are focused on mobile applications once we get them in here.” “Yes,
Ma’am,” Joan responds, trying to raise a concern about budgets. Carol cuts Joan off, “Just get it done! I’ll
worry about budgets. And I want you in here at eight Wednesday morning to
review your progress, and I want progress!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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lasts for an hour, then Carol brings it to a close with Her traditional send-off,
“OK, Ladies, have a good week!” Carol, still perturbed by Joan, stops Her on
the way out and requests a meeting with the Dean of Computer Science at the
college that we so generously support – subject: mobile applications. Carol and
i meet immediately afterward; i’ll be following up with the various staff
members, particularly Joan. Carol is angry with Joan, but i try and calm Her by
recalling all that Joan has done for our company. i remind Her that Joan has
been our HR manager since we became a Woman-owned company and that She’s driven
significant change:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Taken
us from being a place where even the most talented Women couldn’t get ahead to
one where Female management was the norm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Female departments are now 100% female-staffed AND -managed<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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our university outreach and mentoring programs<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the number of Women in technical positions and tripled the number of Female
technical managers<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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changed the company culture, particularly male attitudes about Women – no small
feat!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the lot of Women in traditional secretarial and administrative positions by
increasing salaries and creating paths for advancement such as ‘office manager’
positions<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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men into traditionally Female secretarial and administrative positions. Her
efforts and more attractive salaries are attracting male candidates. Men in
these roles are typically supervised by Female office managers. If current
trends continue, our company will soon have secretarial and administrative
positions staffed by a majority of men.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Carol, sees
my point and i convince Her She should have lunch with Joan on Wednesday to
discuss these issues – besides, i tell Her, it seems like our University Dean
dropped the ball on mobile applications, not Joan. “Set it up,” Carol commands,
as She abruptly turns to leave, the cadence of Her heels on the hardwood floor
announcing Her departure. i take great satisfaction in calling Joan and having
Her reserve time on Her schedule for a Wednesday lunch with Carol.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-31540954663891853352015-05-24T15:16:00.002-07:002015-05-24T15:28:25.228-07:00MARK REMOND JOINS THE MOLLY SANDS FANS CLUB<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Over eight
years of posts on this blog, I’ve recommended three writers of femdom fiction,
all male—<a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2008/07/josie-and-clemmie.html" target="_blank">Eosuchus</a></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">, <a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2014/05/five-star-femdom-fiction-recommendation.html" target="_blank">William Gaius</a></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">, and most recently <a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2014/10/a-romantic-fable-of-femdom-fiction.html" target="_blank">Ryan Peterson</a></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. Oh, sure, I’ve read and relished the output of dozens of other exponents of my favorite
erotic genre, but these were the writers who inspired me to post about their
works.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Now, at
last, I’m recommending a female writer of femdom fiction. And appropriately enough,
I do so on bended knee, acknowledging this woman as by far the best writer I’ve
ever encountered in the genre—and I mean going all the way back to Leopold von Sacher-Masoch
<i>(Venus in Furs),</i> John Glassco <i>(Harriet Marbury),</i> and the pseudonymous
“Viscount Ladywood” <i>(Gynecocracy).</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">She’s an Englishwoman
who writes under the name of “Molly Sands”—and that’s the sum total of data to
be gleaned from her Amazon Author Page. In the last three years Sands has published
three femdom novelettetes (released initially in installments):<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Devlin-Woman-Molly-Sands-ebook/dp/B00FK9CVDK/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8" target="_blank">THE DEVLIN WOMAN</a></span></i><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">All three stories
are beautifully crafted and realized, but the last one, <i>A New Devotion</i>, is to my way of thinking an almost perfect work of
art, from first word to last.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Like its
predecessors, <i>Devotion</i> is an erotic
tour-de-force, in which Sands charts the intricate metamorphosis of a mostly
vanilla couple over the course of a few climactic days into a full-blown femdom
dynamic, complete with major kink and cuckolding.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Yes, it’s a
fantastic sexual voyage, but one that’s emotionally and viscerally real thanks
to Sands’ descriptive powers and mastery of her subject matter. A particular trick
of hers is to shift the narrative viewpoint back and forth between husband and
wife, giving full character dimension to each exciting or explosive event.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNV5bOk-HZcklxCIARkHaV6Cgz4cZZmGsV00Re72tTQwxpydU_r7o5DqVdqTRk96dq4YKD4bsjfvAifJb9kqoYGMgrrXhVobwCoxipAM0hYVAsRoVcZH8f7GHyoaE6QR4M82qCG-95cY/s1600/5108IQievGL._SY344_BO1%252C204%252C203%252C200_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNV5bOk-HZcklxCIARkHaV6Cgz4cZZmGsV00Re72tTQwxpydU_r7o5DqVdqTRk96dq4YKD4bsjfvAifJb9kqoYGMgrrXhVobwCoxipAM0hYVAsRoVcZH8f7GHyoaE6QR4M82qCG-95cY/s200/5108IQievGL._SY344_BO1%252C204%252C203%252C200_.jpg" width="131" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Is there a
moral? Frankly, her books are so darned exciting, even on a fifth read, that no
moral is needed, at least for this submissive male reader. But, sure, I can
think of one. How about the warning given by female supremacist psychologist <a href="http://www.elisesutton.com/" target="_blank">Elise Sutton</a> to submissive or wannabe submissive husbands, who yearn for their lovely wives to dominate them
completely:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Be careful what you wish for! You
just may get it.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Finally, to
whet your appetite, here’s a brief sample of Molly Sands playing fast and loose
with the whole notion of coercion vs. consensuality:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“Well,
James,” Catherine said sharply. “Do you want this to end? Do you want to stop
being my slave?”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>He
lifted his head and looked into her eyes. He’d never seen her look so beautiful
and, for a moment, he wondered if she was a mortal woman at all. Such beauty
could only belong to an angel or goddess come to claim him for her own.<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“You
need to answer,” she told him, “and you need to answer honestly. Do you want
this to stop?”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“No,”
he said, a current of fear tingling in his blood.<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“You
want to be my slave?”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“Yes.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“I’ll
stop if you want. All you have to do is say the word.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“I
know.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“I’m
not forcing you.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“I
know you’re not.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“You
don’t want it to stop?”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“No,
Mistress.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“There’ll
be no going back.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“I
know that”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“So
this is your decision? You agree to be my slave?”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“Yes,
Mistresss,” he said, laying his head on her soft lap, feeling again the
exquisite drowning feeling he’d come to crave.<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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Mistress.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“You
won’t be my husband any more. You’ll be my slave and I’ll be free to do as I
please. Do you understand that? Really and truly, do you?”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“Yes,
Mistress,” he said from a place beyond pride.<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“Then
let me hear you ask for what you want.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“Please,”
he begged her, “please be my Mistress and make me your slave.”<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Century","serif";"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>“Very
well, James,” she said in a grave voice, “I will.”</b><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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fifth part of an occasional series, Carrie details her increasing delight and
satisfaction with the wife-led lifestyle at the half-year mark.—Mark Remond)</span></i></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Hi
Mark, Well we have now passed the six-month mark in our FLR lifestyle and it
just keeps getting better. So good, in fact, that I thought I would start this
post with a question: “What woman would <i>not</i>
want to be a Queen?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">In
the six months I have been the Queen of our lifestyle, I have experienced more
happiness than I thought possible. My wonderful husband Geoff has dedicated his
life to serving me and making me happy. In public he is my knight in shining
armour, helping me whenever I go shopping, by pushing my trolley or carrying my
parcels. He is there to serve me and protect me. At home, when we have guests,
he is my servant and waits on my every request. I love ordering him to make me
a drink when we are with friends, as all the other wives look on with envy. We
haven’t told them our secret as they would feel more envious.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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home when we are alone, Geoff is m</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">y slave and comes under my complete power and
control. Failure to obey any of my commands results in serious punishment with
the riding crop. So far I have only had to use it a couple of times, and it
certainly gets his attention!</span><br />
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only command he is slow to respond to is when I order him to get out of bed.
You have to understand that each morning we have cuddling with stimulation, and
he is reluctant to stop cuddling, touching, and caressing me. I like to see him
squirm when he has to stop touching me, so I don’t punish him for being slow.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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really nice thing while we cuddle is that my slave tells me his innermost
thoughts and feelings, and promises his continuing commitment to love and serve
me. He loves to slowly run his hands over my body, oftentimes resulting in an
orgasm for me, and he gives me body massages as well. If I was a cat, I would
be purring!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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rising, my slave prepares my breakfast. He always does the dishes, and
sometimes I will wipe up if I am in a generous mood. Besides keeping the
kitchen tidy, my slave does most of the housework, and all the washing and
ironing. He loves to do odd jobs around the house and not tell me, instead waiting
to see how long it takes for me to notice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">He
bathes me every night, and creams and massages my legs when requested, and
paints my toenails. He says he loves it when I use my power and control on him.
Having so much power and control over the man I love is quite intoxicating.
Being placed on a pedestal and worshipped is a wonderful feeling. All the years
of our vanilla marriage, I had no idea how happy and wonderful it could be! To
be loved and cherished every hour of every day is hard to put into words, but
it is intoxicating. I am no longer tired, my libido has reignited, and I’m
having more orgasms than ever before. I only allow my slave an orgasm once a
week, or longer if I choose. This keeps him fully charged and focused on me and
my desires.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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my slave made me a “Queening Chair” to give me extra pleasure, and I can fully
recommend it for anyone considering it. I made an extra cushion to put on top
of the chair. This cushion has a skirt that covers the chair, so I can use it
as a seat at my dressing table and nobody knows its true function.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">This
lifestyle is unbelievably good, and it just keeps getting better and better.
I’m still getting used to having all this power, but I’m feeling more
comfortable with it, and love using it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">My
slave tells me that he can’t stop thinking about me and says he is now totally
addicted to me, serving me, pleasing me, and giving me pleasure.<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_GoBack"></a> Each morning he asks me how can he serve me that day. He
also loves it when I command him to wear one of our sex toys, as a constant
reminder of my power and control over him. Each time I see his gold glans ring,
I’m reminded of his commitment and submission to me, and I feel pleased.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is no way I would EVER consider going back to our previous lifestyle. So again
I ask, “What woman would <i>not</i> want to
be a Queen?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">(Postscript from
Mark Remond: Carrie and Geoff have expressed interest in making contact with Australian
couples living the FLR lifestyle, with a view to meeting, talking, and learning
in a strictly social way. Interested couples can email me, <a href="mailto:markremond@gmail.com">markremond@gmail.com</a>, and I will forward
all respectful inquiries to Carrie and Geoff.)<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-39166323735958982792015-05-16T13:20:00.004-07:002015-05-16T13:23:13.822-07:00dennis: SERVING MS. BROWN, PART 3 – TYPING AND SHORTHAND<br />
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that makes me valuable to Carol and the other Women on staff is my ability to
write (or “take”) shorthand. Shorthand is an abbreviated way of writing and one
can literally record hundreds of words per minute and do so very accurately. It’s
obvious how valuable this skill is in business, whether keeping record of a
business meeting or taking dictation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(As a young newspaper reporter, Charles
Dickens taught himself shorthand and used it to take down verbatim accounts of
political meetings, and later to capture the colorful dialects and dialogue
that filled his novels.) One would think that this skill would be widespread,
but it isn’t, alas; in fact, i’d guess it’s almost a lost art today. In the
past it was mostly secretaries and stenographers – the vast majority of whom
were Women -– who had this skill.</span></div>
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in high school, my Mom was wise indeed and petitioned the school administrators
to allow me to take typing and shorthand in place of the machine shop and
drafting classes. i was college-bound and She realized the value of both these
skills in a college environment. But even She could never have realized how
valuable they’d prove to me in a business environment! So, i enrolled, although
i was ridiculed by my classmates, some of whom inquired whether i’d be taking
home-economics, too. Taking these courses took me outside the norm... <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Well, i had
the last laugh, since shorthand and typing have been amazingly useful to me. Not
only does shorthand allow me to take accurate notes but it uses a script that
is so unique to an individual, that it’s much like encryption – It’s not only
fast and efficient, but almost secret! The stereotypical shorthand taker is a
1960s - 70s Woman, often depicted sitting on Her boss’ lap, the tops of Her
nylons visible below Her hiked-up skirt, “steno” book in hand, taking
dictation. But i’ve known a number of men wise enough to use it to their own and
their Female boss’ advantage. And it’s secret in another way, too; unless
someone looks at your notes, they’ll never know you’re using shorthand. A
little consolation for guys who fear being accused of ‘writing like a lady’!
Yes, i’ve been accused of this – patriarchy is easily threatened! For those of
us who use shorthand, we consider it provides a real advantage to the
business-person; think about it, how valuable are accurate and complete notes?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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had predicted, typing and sh<o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">orthand were useful in college, too, where i was
again ridiculed for both. Last laugh again, good notes and professional papers
were invaluable to my academic performance and my subsequently securing a full
scholarship. And typing grew to be much more, for it morphed into “keyboarding,”
a necessary skill for efficiently writing software! i’m still laughing!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Are my
skills valued? They certainly are! Any time Carol loans ‘Her bitch’ to
another Female staff member, it’s likely that staff member wants to employ my
shorthand skills to record a meeting and my typing skills to type the notes of
that meeting.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-14246023915608258932015-05-02T10:17:00.000-07:002015-05-02T10:17:39.265-07:00dennis: RESPONDING TO 'AWAKENED HUSBAND'<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(Note from Mark Remond: Awakened Husband’s
comment to SERVING MS. BROWN, PT. 2, has elicited strong responses from other
readers. Now dennis adds his response.)</span><br />
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software company. Do women do the technical I.T. work, and are there women
programmers? This is interesting because historically, the one strike against
feminism has been that women do not seem to show any sincere interest in the
physical sciences and technical disciplines. This makes women put themselves at
a disadvantage when they go up against a male in this area, not to mention they
come across as only wanting the big pay check and not really having any passion
for the engineering side of things. Or is the company attitude along the lines
of "Its not the engineering that makes the money, its the marketing and
intellectual property structures", which of course would be dominated by
women?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">i was amazed by the narrow-minded, ill-informed,
misogynistic nature of your comments. Awakened husband, indeed! i will respond
to each of your erroneous assertions as follows:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“You mentioned this is
a software company. Do women do the technical I.T. work, and are there women
programmers?”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yes, it is a Woman-owned company, and Women fully
participate in the daily work of this company, including programming,
engineering, and IT work. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh0U8za_yncKbW_aboS9I3jrhi8YsL-OC1HU8X2Mhc9YGSdVXkuOkkNA8_gliJahWps7S9d_PL4O8ilo7mpJRsFzG2C845xvxhFhmPgGAd_zQN3MFEWIQONuS0IXJLtN66zpbQeTyD5ug/s1600/graduates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh0U8za_yncKbW_aboS9I3jrhi8YsL-OC1HU8X2Mhc9YGSdVXkuOkkNA8_gliJahWps7S9d_PL4O8ilo7mpJRsFzG2C845xvxhFhmPgGAd_zQN3MFEWIQONuS0IXJLtN66zpbQeTyD5ug/s1600/graduates.jpg" height="133" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> If Women haven’t
participated more fully in the pas,t it’s largely due to their being steered
into traditionally Female areas such as care-giving, soft sciences, etc. Men on
the other hand have been driven to do work in engineering and technology. It’s patriarchy at work, preserving the
male-dominated status quo by steering talented Women away from STEM fields. Our
company partners with a local university to recruit Women into engineering and
IT and to fully support them once they go down that academic path. We provide
scholarships, grants, mentoring, and intern opportunities. Afterward we recruit
Women into our ranks and support them when they join. Carol, our CEO,
transformed our company from one run by a good-old-boy network to one where
Women have opportunities in hi-tech. So, do we have Women programmers? Yes, we
do and by many measures they outperform their male counterparts. How do we
know? We have measures; the margin on Woman-run projects is higher; employee
satisfaction on Woman-run projects and in Woman-run departments is higher. Women
are seen as being more inclusive and this is by both men and Women. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“This is interesting
because historically, the one strike against feminism has been that women do
not seem to show any sincere interest in the physical sciences and technical
disciplines.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6x4Sc-5tMANJQq6lh_sL8VvzvRWXiWS9SsOeadvJ64eLW7YM1BV3BBzitO-oF2a-iYhOVX_yZuUdErYy5EPVY1yJUDv8IjObI44ALb_Z_zm4tS0aidFSvqTTwRTV2Obxo_k1g359qaek/s1600/man_cooking.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6x4Sc-5tMANJQq6lh_sL8VvzvRWXiWS9SsOeadvJ64eLW7YM1BV3BBzitO-oF2a-iYhOVX_yZuUdErYy5EPVY1yJUDv8IjObI44ALb_Z_zm4tS0aidFSvqTTwRTV2Obxo_k1g359qaek/s1600/man_cooking.png" height="200" width="170" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Strike against Feminism! You are kidding? Numerous studies
have shown a pervasive attitude in society that has directed Women away from
science and engineering into traditionally Female areas such a care-giving,
homemaking, secretarial and administrative tasks. And i can argue, too, that
men have been steered away from traditionally Female occupations such as
homemaking by the same prejudicial thinking and by the fact that Female-dominated
occupations traditionally pay less… And, guess what? When we sought to enhance
the situation of our clerical and administrative staff when Carol first took
over the company by raising salaries, we had a huge inrush of applications for
these positions – from male applicants! This is good, of course, because it’s
helping take down gender stereotypes. So, don’t tell me that Women aren’t
interested when they have been systematically dissuaded and the same for men
who otherwise might have desired to pursue a traditionally Female career.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“This makes women put
themselves at a disadvantage when they go up against a male in this area, not
to mention they come across as only wanting the big pay check and not really
having any passion for the engineering side of things.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDkT-oy0Z2KeEcRQo1ngz5zsGysRKnVNs49mW6-xtqHiDLQGBMJZzTGutDeSPgIPtSYKk5_MxGTedSCzIobVT8Skel9FcM0Q9Kax3Xpbj6FHC_WQfXEFpuErkwJwjA2ffCWWFrm9QnaxA/s1600/ae8d36e91c114dca2ca06acaecdae2f7.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDkT-oy0Z2KeEcRQo1ngz5zsGysRKnVNs49mW6-xtqHiDLQGBMJZzTGutDeSPgIPtSYKk5_MxGTedSCzIobVT8Skel9FcM0Q9Kax3Xpbj6FHC_WQfXEFpuErkwJwjA2ffCWWFrm9QnaxA/s1600/ae8d36e91c114dca2ca06acaecdae2f7.jpeg" height="200" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pure crap! Our experience – note some of our metrics, above
– are that Women are at no disadvantage whatsoever – in fact, it may be the
opposite. Women are seen as more effective leaders, as being more inclusive,
and being more culturally sensitive. If you want a technical measure, surveys
of our customers show us that usability is higher on Female-led projects. This
is telling us that we need more Women in control of projects at a higher level.
We’re positioning two high-performing Women – yes, they write software, oh my!
– for roles as system architects who will be charged with driving things like
standards, look and feel, usability, etc.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As far as “only wanting the big paycheck and not really
having passion for the engineering side of things,” again, are you kidding? We
work to earn our way in the world so our compensation is a part of any career
choice. Science jobs pay well because of the skills required and limited number
of graduates in these fields. We’re all Feminists here and realize that
economic empowerment emancipates Women. In other words, Women don’t have to
take orders from narrow-minded patriarchs if they have well paying careers. Is
your “passion” going to keep you at your current company if your salary is
suddenly cut in half?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Or is the company
attitude along the lines of ‘It’s not the engineering that makes the money, it’s
the marketing and intellectual property structures,’ which of course would be
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDfRHJ5kD6a34Q1NVIWcJnqOJmv-fArNq23cuP3HkNmacec3jMRUGo5tEMLREYk6R014V3PCAjoDoex94qZbfXCCAZcR2rMaRX12iJLJWuC-VxGhBSto2x72eBwrDuUxzQ_eiZJxeVUFI/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDfRHJ5kD6a34Q1NVIWcJnqOJmv-fArNq23cuP3HkNmacec3jMRUGo5tEMLREYk6R014V3PCAjoDoex94qZbfXCCAZcR2rMaRX12iJLJWuC-VxGhBSto2x72eBwrDuUxzQ_eiZJxeVUFI/s1600/1.jpg" height="200" width="133" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s the job of a company to make money or contribute to its
doing so across the board – we need to be good in all areas so I’m not quite
sure what you are getting at. We actively recruit Women because they greatly
help our business and because we have a strong Feminist philosophy. We believe
that if Women are going to reach their full potential they are going to have to
be economically independent, and this means they are going to need to fully
participate in science, engineering, and IT. We’ve committed to helping them
get there – to their benefit and ours.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-56813897037112394132015-04-23T15:42:00.001-07:002015-04-23T15:43:23.663-07:00dennis: SERVING MS. BROWN, PART 2<div class="MsoNormal">
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polish the two pair of heels She keeps in the office; She broke a heel once so
spare shoes are worthwhile insurance. i check that we have sundries, just in
case – things like nail files, hand cream, a few pairs of earrings, pantyhose,
and so on. Little things that She just might need.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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anticipation of an executive board meeting, check the board room, making sure
the writing boards are cleaned and the AV is operational; for good measure i
use the feather duster to make sure the room is in top shape for the seven
demanding Women who will soon be gathering there; they accept nothing less than
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reports in preparation for the executive board meeting. Yes, I have operational
responsibilities and participate in the meeting.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Go to the
parking deck to meet and greet Carol. “Good morning, Ms. Brown,” i say as She
points an authoritative finger and hands me Her keys. “Yes, Ma’am,” i respond,
fully understanding that Her car needs fuel and a wash and that Her dry-cleaning
needs to be tended to – my lunch time task.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">i start to
ask Her a question about my lunchtime chores, but She as no patience for
questions. “Just do it, bitch,” She interjects, cutting me off. “Yes, Ma’am!” Enough
said!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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on the ground next to Her open door. She steps into the 3-inch taupe slingbacks,
leaving me to tend to the low heels She just took off. Carol drives in low
heels but wouldn’t think of wearing anything lower than a 3-inch heel for
business. High heels equate to power, and Carol wants that power! i put Her low
heel shoes into the tote, making a mental note to clean and shine them at some
point during the day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">i put Her purse
over my shoulder, Gather Her bags, and follow Her into the office, staying with
Her but a step behind. The sound of Carol’s heels on the hard floor sets a
cadence for the day’s business and announces that authority is approaching. Men
gathered around a coffee machine scatter like flies. Two other men call out to
Her, “Good morning, Ms. Brown!” She nods and smiles.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Two Women
approach.“Good morning, Carol.” Smiling, Carol responds, “Good morning Leslie
and Judy.” Both women are members of our
leadership development program. Carol comments to me that She appreciated the respectful
way She was greeted by the two men. “I’m glad you took care of that,” She says,
referring to a few past situations where proper decorum wasn’t observed. “Yes,
Ma’am,” i respond, adding that the expectation of proper respect for Women has
been communicated companywide. Women, regardless of level or company service,
are addressed as “Ma’am” and groups of Women as “Ladies.” This may sound trite,
but in a company that was previously run by a good-old-boy network and that
rarely promoted Women, even very qualified Women, culture change is difficult
and we are in the midst of a lot of it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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arriving at Her office suite Carol stops to talk with two Women. i respectfully
greet them – “Good morning, Ladies” – and then stay a respectful distance back
while they complete their conversation. i continue to hold Carol’s purse and
bags – putting them down would not be respectful. As the conversation continues,
another Woman, one of our administrative assistants, walks down the hall with a
mesmerizing cadence of high heels on the hard floors. She encounters one of our
recently hired young men clearly anxious to help Her; he leaves with an armful
of copying She needs done, leaving Her to do other tasks or simply to enjoy a
cup of coffee. Culture change is working!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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into Carol’s office suite, i take Her jacket to hang, noting the need to steam
it and decide to do so; i have a steamer and an iron in a back room and
frequently freshen Her wardrobe. i inform Her just in case She looks for the
jacket, but She has very little patience with me – “Just do it, bitch! Why do I
have to be involved?” As i put Her tote away, i remember Her low heels and set
them aside for a cleaning and polishing; again, i consider this as a part of my
job and i have the necessary supplies. While Carol sits down to peruse Her
paper, i serve coffee and put the board meeting agenda in front of Her. Then i
hang up Her coat and put away Her totebag.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Carol’s calls and appointments. When Her first call comes in, i answer and
immediately deem it a low priority; it’s something i can handle myself or hand
off but isn’t worthy of Carol’s attention. “i’m sorry but Ms. Brown is very
busy right now, may i take a message?” i’ll tend to this issue later, but only
because the caller was a Woman. Otherwise i wold have handed it off or ignored
it. Responding to Female staff is a great way to break from the practices of
the past and empower Women.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Women as they arrive for the executive board meeting – “Good morning, Ms. Jones!”
Proper decorum is a must, and my preference is always to address Women formally,
even though many of these Women allow me to use their first name. It’s a
powerful group of Women, all company owners, and They deserve to be treated
with special respect and deference. As each arrives i ask whether she’d like
her usual beverage or something else. While we do serve the Women, tom and i
are also board members, so we’re soon engaged in business conversations.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is assembled, and i greet them as a group – “Good morning Ladies, Carol will be
in shortly. In the mean time may i refill your coffee cups?” Carol enters a few
minutes later and the meeting begins.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-71740112632593095782015-04-15T10:02:00.002-07:002015-04-15T10:02:45.138-07:00dennis: SERVING MS. BROWN <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">i’m Carol’s
chief of staff – or bitch, if you will – taking care of both complex business
tasks as well as performing the menial and routine tasks that need doing but
are far below any Woman’s doing, let alone a Woman of Carol’s stature. Carol
joined the company when it was owned by a large conglomerate and run by the
good old boys who, incidentally, both She and i, as militant Feminists,
despised. Recognizing Her talent, i mentored Her and as She rose through the
ranks to eventually become one of a group of Women who would buy the company,
turning it into a Woman-owned and Woman-run business, </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">i rose with Her, but as Her subordinate. My
friend, tom, had a similar situation, and today we are the only two men in
staff management although neither of us has the title of executive. Carol is
building a Woman-run software powerhouse in an industry that is anything but.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">My job is
to do whatever She tells me to do and to do it efficiently and flawlessly, but
for the most part i handle the daily routine without much supervision from
Carol. Given their usual interface with me, most people see me as Carol’s
administrative assistant, Her secretary, Her bimbo. And, yes, i do have all
those roles but i do much more, most of it only seen by our executive staff. i
have a routine of work that includes overseeing technology planning for our
business, organizing and attending Her meetings, managing Her schedule,
capturing meeting notes, overseeing Her new hire-and-mentoring programs for
upwardly mobile Women in our company, and accompanying Her on out-of-town trips
to check on our field offices.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">And then
there are all of the little things that Carol needs done. These tasks include
making and serving coffee, keeping Her office clean, fueling and washing Her
car, fetching Her dry cleaning, running errands, making sure fresh flowers are
on Her desk, shopping, and even ironing whenever She needs an outfit touched up
before a meeting or when we’re traveling.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWou1r7NVL0/StTISeai8KI/AAAAAAAAFTw/z2suLKvYlB0/s1600/go.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LWou1r7NVL0/StTISeai8KI/AAAAAAAAFTw/z2suLKvYlB0/s1600/go.jpg" height="146" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">When needed,
i openly illustrate my deference to Her as an example of how staff should treat
this powerful Woman – “Yes, Ma’am,” “Yes, Ms. Brown!” – and if staff doesn’t
get the picture, i inform them very directly. i often serve as Carol’s escort
at business functions, making sure She is always looked after and always
informed. i know She needs to project confidence, power, and authority, and I am
proud and privileged to help Her do exactly that. And i know She likes a
differential male at Her side, taking orders, fulfilling requests, and keeping
track of conversations and commitments; these functions are beneficial, of
course, but so is my subtle show of deference, very important in a company that
has a history of men-in-charge.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nalbb-k-xvU/TuKpDrx-oaI/AAAAAAAAD5g/qZEjhOFexEw/s1600/kkk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nalbb-k-xvU/TuKpDrx-oaI/AAAAAAAAD5g/qZEjhOFexEw/s1600/kkk.jpg" height="200" width="157" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">i arrange
evenings out for Carol when we travel, providing dinners, entertainment, and
diversions. i’ve been by Her side for years and know Her sizes, color and style
preferences, favorite perfume, preferred wines and mixed drink, and the
cuisines that please Her, and i know Her husband, family, women-friends, and
boyfriends. i know Her plans, strategies, and tribulations; and i know when to
loudly cheer Her and when to softly whisper in Her ear.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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there are the times – few and far between – where i’ve taken a hit for Carol. On
one occasion in our old male-run company, She made errors in a report and was
taken to task by an overbearing male manager who was of the old school and didn’t
want to see Carol make it. i stepped forward very publicly and took the blame,
all of it – and the punishment – for the error. Carol appreciated what i did
and that i did it in what was a male-run bastion of patriarchy; She knew that
in doing so i endangered my own career . It was a demonstration of my loyalty
to Her and one that i would repeat again if ever needed. Carol is one hell of a
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-72425620976699469212015-03-20T16:13:00.001-07:002015-03-20T16:13:21.383-07:00dennis: A NEW, POSITIVE FLR SPIN FOR AN OLD, SEXIST TERM<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">I wondered if the “bitch” term (in your “Reply
TO CHLOË’S COMMENT ON REVEALING FEMALE AUTHORITY”) was used with anyone present
who was not in the lifestyle. If it was, it would seem a little harsh to those
not in the know.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Yes, the
term” bitch” might seem a little harsh to some, but i’m hearing it used more
and more these days in a very different context than what you might think. In
this new advanced FLR context, “bitch” is becoming a compliment. Let me explain:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Boss, Carol, recently introduced me to a group of Her Female Colleagues as “my
bitch,” and no one seemed disturbed or uncomfortable, me included. Subsequently
Carol has told one of Her Colleagues (in my hearing) to, “Call my bitch, and he’ll
make arrangements” – referring to my setting up a meeting. Another Woman
executive asked Carol, “Can I borrow your bitch?” for some complicated
reporting tasks.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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you’ll see below, increasingly bitch is taken as a real compliment to males who
relish their subordinate-to-Women status. Frankly, i’m happy to be Carol’s
bitch. Carol is an executive, and being Her bitch means that She:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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me with tasks ranging from the trivial (i
have a cup of coffee on Her desk in the morning) to the complex (i do complex
reports and analyses for Her)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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in me and knows i’ll NEVER violate Her confidence<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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me with details of Her business and personal life<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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that i’m watching Her back, anticipating Her needs, and getting things done for
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confident that my work loyalty is to Her and Her alone<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Can
count on me to be Her eyes and ears in our organization; i tell Her what’s
happening<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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i advocate for Her in every situation i find myself<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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that i’ll always be giving Her credit for successes<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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comfort in my taking blame when things go wrong<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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give me the dirty jobs and know i’ll carry them out to the letter<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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i’m a vocal activist on Feminist issues<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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able to delegate tasks and power to me, knowing i will accomplish what She
wants<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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me as one of the “girls” and not one of the “guys”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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i care about Her and want Her to be successful<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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always find Her coffee cup filled, Her car warm, and Her briefcase and tote bag
in the trunk<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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count on me for the little things – cleaning Her house, taking and picking up
Her dry cleaning, pressing Her blouse when we’re on a business trip<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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this specialized context, you see, “bitch” is one of those wonderful words that
has multiple meanings: the pejorative term has been purposefully rehabilitated
it, so that, if capitalized (according to the Feminist spelling), it refers to
a strong, assertive, and vocal Woman. Similarly, “bitch” can also refer to a
Woman’s articulating Her views, usually to the discomfort of men, i.e. “bitching.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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when lowercase, “bitch” is being expanded today in some FLR circles as a
colloquial term for a very capable administrative assistant. Thus my boss Carol
referring to me as Her bitch is meant, and taken, as a real compliment; my
title of “her bitch” is earned. and i’m damn proud of it. Yes, bitch can be
Female (Bitch) or male (bitch). So, in a sense, we’re both (B)bitches and
equally damn proud of the name!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-903188649978888252015-03-19T11:34:00.002-07:002015-03-19T11:36:44.392-07:00dennis: REPLY TO CHLOË’S COMMENT ON REVEALING FEMALE AUTHORITY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Chloë:
Since my fiancé told me he wanted to take more control, it has been a steady
increase in control over the household, which has in turn led to conversations
in which it simply comes up. When a friend asked me to come to her daughter’s
recital with her, I simply told her we would be there, telling my fiancé that’s
what we were doing. Simple things such as being released from chores, being
praised and lovingly supported by an obedient husband just keep coming up in
conversation. This lifestyle has become steadily more gratifying, and I feel
like I have a “little man,” as a previous post on this website has shown me.
But eventually it just comes out, because people have expectations, and when
you say, “No, actually, we can have it at my place, I’ll tell the little man to
make something,” peoples’ heads turn. Also, as we are nearing our wedding, my fiancé
said that since they are my values, he thinks we should use my name as our
family name.</span></div>
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Chloe, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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for Your comments. Yes, it’s true, as a couple moves down the path of a Female
Led Relationship, the lifestyle just becomes entwined with the daily tasks of
living, and so, too, does it become entwined in our conversations and
interactions with others. Word gets out and others soon realize the special
relationship that the FLR couple has, and, more importantly, they realize the
authority the Woman has.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Woman assumes more authority, She may refer to her husband in a way that better
reflects Her authority and his subordination. You’ve adopted “little man,” my
friend tom’s Wife refers to him as Her “boi,” and Nancy and Sue often refer to
me as their “bitch” as in “I’ll have my bitch take care of it.” My Boss, Carol,
uses “bitch,” too and has introduced me to Female colleagues as, “This is my
bitch, dennis.” “Boi,” “bitch,” and “little man” are the most common ways we
see submissive gentlemen referred to. Not only are they in line with an FLR,
but many Women in the lifestyle understand their significance and are
comfortable these terms in conversation and in applying them to their own relationships.
What the Women whom I’ve met in FLRs don’t seem to feel comfortable with are using
“sissy” or “slave” to describe their husbands, as these terms, though usually
attributed to submissive relationships, don’t lend themselves to practical use.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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addition to being Nancy’s “bitch,” at home i’m also sometimes called “Suzie-Q,”
a nickname that has been bestowed on me by the Women of the family. As a
result, many close friends and family have long since stopped calling me dennis;
it’s Suzi-Q who gets letters, cards, and packages. A number of Women we know in
FLRs have assigned names to their submissive male partners, either pet names or
“bitch names.” For instance, my friend tom is also known as “Tootsie.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Chloë, if your fiancé desires to take
Your name in marriage, and You feel he is deserving of the privilege – and it
is a privilege – then by all means do so! It is a beautiful sign of your
authority and of his commitment. Nancy and i wrote a post for this blog a long
time ago that had advice for a man taking the Woman’s name in marriage; you
might want to look for that <a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2012/07/nancy-dennis-taking-her-name-in-marriage.html" target="_blank">post</a>. In our patriarchal society it’s easy for a Woman to take a man’s name in
marriage, but going the other way, the man taking Her name, can be very
complicated depending on local laws. Consult a lawyer to discuss your
specifics. One nice touch that we recommend is that after the </span>marriage, he
hyphenate his “maiden” name with yours, dennis smith-Richards, for example. Hyphenation
is a way Women, particularly professional Women, transition to a man’s name,
eventually dropping Hers. Most Women we know elect either to keep their name
outright or maintain hyphenation. For a Woman hyphenation proclaims Her
independence. For a man hyphenation proclaims his commitment to his Wife.</span></div>
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absolutely delighted that you are moving down the path of an FLR and that your “little
man” is so willing to travel that path. Please let us know if you decide to
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-85805242469451503622015-03-12T13:22:00.003-07:002015-03-12T13:26:23.158-07:00ZARDOZ: LIFE IN A FEMSUPREME FAMILY—THE LIONESSES’ SHARE<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinqSSLMjMlC_bhJim-lLBcoo6kpRDE_OpzWGOaRJTHKR6bgDo4SpQHFS_p53XJGR7dU5xR5wp-A1ZkDTNxro-tq8laohC_ZxyY5CxbkdkFabTpYuhCgWt4HbD98EyftekrzCsKd9jwdXY/s1600/follow+her+lead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinqSSLMjMlC_bhJim-lLBcoo6kpRDE_OpzWGOaRJTHKR6bgDo4SpQHFS_p53XJGR7dU5xR5wp-A1ZkDTNxro-tq8laohC_ZxyY5CxbkdkFabTpYuhCgWt4HbD98EyftekrzCsKd9jwdXY/s1600/follow+her+lead.jpg" height="200" width="198" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">The pro-Female
dynamics in our family may be unconventional at the moment, but the Female Led
movement is gaining ground fast, and I feel that my children will one day be
ahead of the game and better prepared for the world that is coming.</span></div>
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even if our lifestyle were still to be frowned on in the future, I still feel strongly
that it is right to conduct ourselves in the way we do.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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it comes to our children, my Goddess Wife and I put both<i> </i>of them first. Their happiness is central to our family. My Wife
and I both make sacrifices for them, but we find that there is more scope for
me to give things up—with the help of my Wife.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I used to eat too many sweet things, and now, at my Wife’s direction, that has been
stopped. The ideal that my Wife likes to promote for males is one of being slim
and trim, and for Women to be rounded and larger.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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both agree that the pervasive effect of media stereotypes (and, to an extent,
the “War on Women”) has been to make females thin and weak through dieting and
shame about size.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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how mealtimes embody this families dynamic: My son and I must wait for the
lasses to start first, so they get first choice in certain foods. Either we
start to eat only <i>after</i> the lasses
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this way, the most basic apportionment of power in the family is demonstrated through
the apportionment of calories.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the idea that the big lion gets the lion’s share of the food is reversed in our
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all of us—my Goddess Wife and I, and our Daughter and son—feel that this is exactly
as it should be.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-77852572628540835162015-03-09T08:45:00.002-07:002015-03-09T08:47:11.146-07:00dennis: REVEALING FEMALE AUTHORITY—POSTSCRIPT<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
<b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Anonymous comment on dennis’ post: <a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2014/12/dennis-revealing-female-authority.html" target="_blank">REVEALINGFEMALE AUTHORITY</a>:</span></b></div>
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lifestyle about 3 months ago. Finding information on this site is great. While
some are comfortable with friends’ knowing about their FLR, we are not sure how
to get there. I am sure my friends are wondering if something is different. How
have others spilled the beans? I am sure some have no issues with this but we
need advice on how to get there.”<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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so much for your post and a warm welcome to a wonderful lifestyle!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">We’d
advise that you move gradually, although we know that many couples want to get
news of their Female-led lifestyle out there. Small steps are easier to
communicate on your part, and they are easier to accept on the part of your friends.
If, for example, your Wife has you performing a regimen of housework, then
casually bring that up in conversation. She might drop hints such as mentioning
in conversation that She <u>told</u> you to do a task as opposed to <u>asking</u>
you to do something. If you have visitors and are responsible for kitchen cleanup,
then by all means do your assigned work no matter who’s present; you can
explain that cleaning the kitchen is <u>your</u> job. If your Wife requires you
ask permission to deviate from your normal routine, for example, going out with
co-workers after work, then by all means make it known that you have to ask
your Wife’s permission. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Wife will likely be able to spread the news of your new lifestyle easier than
you can. Keep in mind that men in our patriarchal society look down on other men
taking orders from Women, but Women look upon Women giving orders to men in a
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9LTVvKZ49A/S8T6RESAvlI/AAAAAAAACl8/SiK5xfXK6vY/s1600/camille-37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9LTVvKZ49A/S8T6RESAvlI/AAAAAAAACl8/SiK5xfXK6vY/s1600/camille-37.jpg" height="200" width="163" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Be
subtle. In public you should allow Her to lead the way, select the wine at
dinner, etc. And She should never <u>ask</u>; rather, She should <u>tell</u>,
even when you’re away from home. Over time, word of your new arrangement will
get out and be accepted; if friends don’t accept it, then they’re not likely to
be friends long, nor are they likely to be the friends you want anyway. In a
Female-led marriage you, the man, are likely to gain a new set of friends, many
of whom are also in various stages of an FLR. My personal situation was exactly
this – male friends drifted away as a result of Nancy and my relationship, but
i gained an entire new set of friends who respect and even envy our lifestyle
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AND make sure that you do reveal your lifestyle choice to your friends,
relatives, and co-workers. Your doing so will not only benefit you but it will
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-89295459504942986062015-03-05T19:16:00.000-08:002015-03-05T19:17:10.474-08:00ZARDOZ: LIFE IN A FEMSUPREME FAMILY—‘BEDTIME FOR BOYS’<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"><i>(Longtime
blog reader and commenter “Zardoz” is the devoted and dutiful husband in a
Female Supremacist household in the UK. The rest of the family consists of
daughter and son and the woman Zardoz variously addresses as “Boss,” “Goddess,”
or simply “Ma’am.” I am happy to report that Zardoz has agreed to provide us
occasional glimpses into what he considers this “utterly blissful lifestyle.”
As with the guest posts from dennis, I have not altered Zardoz’ preferred
Female Supremacist/Feminist styles styles of spelling and capitalization.—Mark
Remond)</i></span></div>
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we had a little change of routine at our house. It was decided that the
Daughter of the house was old enough to stay up later. She is a year younger
than her brother, but he will keep to his bedtime unless he is needed by me to
help with chores.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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how it works. Say we are all watching TV together (as we often do). At a
certain time of Her choosing, my Wife will just clap Her hands and say, “Okay,
boys to bed.” It’s understood that the Females will stay up.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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son was at first indignant and at having to go to bed earlier than his younger
sister, and I must say that I, too, was a bit miffed. But of course I tried not
to show it and undermine my Wife's authority.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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on in private, my Wife listened to my respectfully expressed reservations, then
agreed that I would be allowed to stay up if I had household tasks that needed
to be completed. Otherwise it was to be bedtime immediately for “both boys.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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result of this new routine, there are groans and plaintive pleas from our son
to be able to finish watching a particular TV show. But he is told by the
Females that they will record it or find it on other media so that he can watch
it when he has more time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a funny feeling at first not being able to stay up as long as a child (and my
own child, at that), but I think it sends a very good message to both our
children about the respective positions of the sexes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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it gives time for the Ladies to be together and discuss important things
without males being about.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I hear more and more that my Wife and Daughter have been discussing things and
that they have decided on something.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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it’s presented as a “common front,” a consensus Female ruling. At other times
it’s made explicit that the younger of the two has decided.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">It’s
good training on two counts: For my Daughter when She will have to lead a
family of her own; and also for me and my son on how to be led by Females.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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agree with others here on the blog, that if this was reversed along traditional
patriarchal lines, people would not question it because… well, because isn’t
that the way things have always been?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Later, cuddling with my Goddess and listening to Magic FM, I think how peaceful
and tranquil it is here in the love that She has created for all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-6790169358035351872015-02-25T15:39:00.001-08:002015-02-25T15:39:51.051-08:00CARRIE & GEOFF—PART 4: BEING QUEEN OF THE CASTLE<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">(Note: The previous posts in this series
were written by the female-led husband, Geoff. Now, happily, we get to hear
from his female leader, Carrie. —Mark Remond)</span></i></div>
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Mark,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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thought I would let you know our arrangement from my perspective. We have been
in a female led relationship now for four months, and I couldn't be happier. I
spent the first 35 years of our marriage working full time and running the
household. I really didn't expect help from my spouse as this was the way I was
brought up, although my mother was a stay-at-home mother.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Geoff started investigating FLRs, I was at first skeptical, but willing to give
it a try. Well, let’s just say that I won't be going back to the old way!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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love being treated like a queen and having my bidding done promptly and being
waited on hand and foot. Who wouldn't?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9GEt-NuOKYgSjh0tct-9Ky2FS4lNYBzS8XvPxMybuvh2PlD4-E7-JJMPqVRSaZpaRmyEz0aWxpLhH3yxbzNXd0LeOB7RufCUZc_RN5sCQWQcdT5Oej2a6LkpVebWkkX0CBfpZX72EFFU/s1600/redhead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9GEt-NuOKYgSjh0tct-9Ky2FS4lNYBzS8XvPxMybuvh2PlD4-E7-JJMPqVRSaZpaRmyEz0aWxpLhH3yxbzNXd0LeOB7RufCUZc_RN5sCQWQcdT5Oej2a6LkpVebWkkX0CBfpZX72EFFU/s1600/redhead.jpg" height="155" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">I
have read a book by Elise Sutton <i>[Female
Domination]</i> and, while some of it is informative, I couldn't treat my slave
hubby with the disrespect some do. After all, a happy slave is a productive
slave. While I love having my feet and legs massaged, I would never expect him
to lick my boots. That would be treating him disrespectfully.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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his reward for good service he gets and gives great loving. That part of our
relationship is wonderful now because I don't feel tired all the time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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have always been fairly bossy so taking on the role of queen was not difficult,
but I am still learning. So nice to read your blogs and nice to know there are
other women out there enjoying the power. The benefits are awesome!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-66795220520702334732015-02-13T13:51:00.001-08:002015-02-13T13:53:01.847-08:00CARRIE & GEOFF—PART 3: FLR PROGRESS REPORT<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">(Previous
posts in this series: <a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2014/12/carrie-geoffpart-1-sharing-their-new.htm" target="_blank">Carrie & Geoff—Part 1: Sharing Their New FLRLifestyle</a>, </span><a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2014/12/carrie-geoffpart-1-sharing-their-new.html" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">l</a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">
Dec. 13, 2014, and <a href="http://worshippingyourwife.blogspot.com/2014/12/carrie-and-geoffpart-2-flr-ring-ceremony.html" target="_blank">Carrie & Geoff—Part 2: FLR Ring Ceremony</a></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">, Dec. 22, 2014)</span></div>
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Mark,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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getting better and better. Barely a day goes by that my Queen doesn’t stimulate
me to a near orgasm, and I give my Queen an orgasm either with my mouth or my
hands. I’m still amazed at how intense my feelings are for my Queen; they seem
to be growing stronger every day. Each time I see my gold glans ring,* I am
reminded of my vows of commitment and
submission.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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have just finished reading <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Female-Domination-Elise-Sutton/dp/1411603257/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1423863291&sr=8-1&keywords=elise+sutton+female+domination" target="_blank">FemaleDomination</a> by Elise Sutton, and I would recommend it to anyone interested in FLR as it is
a wealth of information. My Queen is now reading it and is currently preparing
me to receive her strap-on by gradually stretching me by using her finger(s).
It’s hard to describe the feelings as you are held captive by your Queen and
stimulated and aroused to such a high level. Just the other night I was made to
lie across my Queen’s lap while she spanked me and then worked on my bottom with
her fingers, which bought me to a huge climax (with, of course, the permission
of my Queen). The next night I was ordered into the sixty-nine position and,
while my Queen held me in her mouth, she alternated between spanking me and
entering me with her fingers. I have read about subspace, and I think I might
have been very close to it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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my Queen has finished reading <i>Female
Domination</i>, I want to read it again and underline the quotes, ideas, and
passages that appealed or had an effect on me, and then she will reread it and
underline the things that interest her. Then we can compare our notes and
establish goals to develop our common interests, and even expand into new areas
interest.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">All I
know for sure is that that with each passing day my commitment to serve my
Queen gets stronger and stronger, and my level of submission becomes deeper. I
still kick myself for not finding this lifestyle earlier in my life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">When
I think about the stupid “macho” lifestyle, it is obvious why it does not
produce high levels of happiness. For example, when the male sex drive builds
up, he seeks sex from his partner. Most likely his partner has low sex drive
because she is tired and could have feelings of resentment, because of the lack
of help around the house. The male reaches a climax quickly because he is
feeling horny, which leaves his partner half aroused, frustrated, with semen to
clean from her vagina, and no one to cuddle with or talk to as the male is fast
asleep. Anyone can see this is a sure-fire recipe to romance and endless
happiness—not! I really thought we had a very happy marriage for all those
years, but compared with what we now have—well, frankly, there is no
comparison. My Queen tells me she has never been so happy, and it is my wish
and commitment to spend the rest of my life serving her to keep her happy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">(* Mea Culpa from Mark Remond: Several
readers had asked what kind of ring Geoff gave to Carrie in the ultra-romantic
FLR Ring Ceremony described in their second posting. I must plead guiltly here to deliberate obfuscation: Geoff had written quite plainly that it was a “glans
ring,” which, as you can read online, is “a variety of male genital jewelry
worn around the head of the penis” and which can render the penis head more
sensitive to touch. I changed Geoff’s straightforward description into a “ring
to be worn by submissive husbands (or boyfriends) in a certain very intimate
and private place (as to exactly where I’ll leave to the reader’s fertile
imagination).” I apologize belatedly to Geoff and Carrie and to my readers for
having been a bit prudish and old-fashioned.)<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
Mark Remondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12975488338051622549noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8203350475344374919.post-54735745867792095132015-02-10T10:39:00.002-08:002015-02-10T10:40:40.642-08:00dennis: CELEBRATE, LEARN FROM, AND SUPPORT WOMEN<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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earlier posts i have noted various holidays that are wonderful opportunities
for men to buy gifts for the Women in their lives. Birthdays, Valentine’s Day,
Mother-in-Law’s Birthday and so on, all merit carefully selected, quality
gifts. But in terms of what Women really want there are far more important days
coming up that the modern man must celebrate. These special days provide us males
an opportunity to reflect on Women’s issues and Feminism, to make efforts to
accelerate the progress of Women, and to hasten the downfall of patriarchy. Our
congregation and Women’s Center observe the following as times for reflection,
commitment, and action:</span></div>
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Susan B. Anthony Birthday – February 15<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Women’s Day – March 9<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Equality Day – August 26<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Elizabeth Cady Stanton Birthday – November 12<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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are a great many activities that take place around these events in which men
can – and should! - participate:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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in rallies and marches aimed at highlighting the inequities in Women’s pay,
career opportunities, and so on. Real men will be active participants and very
visible at such events.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to and learn from lectures and readings on Feminist topics<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a Women’s art exhibit<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a reading at a Feminist event<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Write
a letter to the editor of a local paper supporting a Feminist issue or position<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Learn
a craft or domestic skill by taking a class or workshop; it’s a wonderful
opportunity for men to cross gender lines – not to worry, Women welcome us on
their side of the line but a word of warning – once you cross you may find it
hard to go back!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Commit
to read six Feminist books over the next year; discuss them with Women,
including how each book has changed your perspectives. In my case Nancy and Her
Mother routinely assign me “required reading” on a variety of topics ranging
from Feminist literature to romance novels. I have to discuss the readings,
articulate the Women’s positions in each of the readings, and cite how the
reading changed my perspective.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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celebration of the aforementioned days send cards with a personal note and
perhaps a small gift to Women-friends. Use cursive writing and Sue demands my
using decidedly Feminine matching stationery. The latter shows my willingness
to adopt something from Women’s side of the gender line and it conveys my
belief that Women, their views, and tastes are mainstream.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and work for Female Candidates for public office; we need more </span></div>
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perspective in public life. Get involved in a campaign! Helping Women get
elected has been a personal commitment. It’s rewarding to see more and more
Women in public office.<o:p></o:p><br />
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to a Women’s discussion group or lecture on Feminist issues, wage inequity, for
example. As Nancy says, men should “Shut up and listen” - we men can learn a
lot by listening to Women. Take what you heard into discussions with male
friends and advocate the Women’s point of view.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a Women’s Studies class for some formal immersion in Feminism – men will learn
a lot!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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service at a Women’s Center; the progressive gentlemen in our social circle do
this weekly; sign up to volunteer to do whatever is needed and make a real
contribution.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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time and money – Men make more than Women and should be happy to give their
patriarchy-derived surplus to Women and to Women’s causes. Nancy has determined
that men earn at least 25% more than Women so, to level the playing field, She
demands that 25% of my earnings be given over to Women (She and Sue are a great
place to start!) and Women’s issues.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Women’s Center collects and distributes money throughout the year for the
benefit of Women and Women’s activities. Men are expected to generously donate
and are charged fees for participating in the Centers activities or just to
volunteer. Monies are anonymously distributed to Women for a variety of
purposes. Men often commit to giving over the course of a year; for example,
two men are paying for a Woman’s cell phone and data plan for a year. Two other
men have committed to donate $2,400 – a mere $100 per month each – to a Women’s
studies program at a local college. Where’s their $100 a month coming from –
well, they’ve given up trips to the local bar and will instead work at the
Center one evening a week.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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– men at the Center volunteer to regularly do housework, repair work, etc., for
Women who want their help. The men’s work is done under the strict supervision
of the Center’s staff. Men taking the Housekeeping 101 do a practicum of
housework for Women that spans many weeks. Even after they have completed
Housekeeping 101, men continue to do the practicums as a personal commitment to
think globally but act locally.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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involved with Women’s issues and initiatives at work. Mentor and support Women.
Support Women for promotions even though doing so may limit your opportunities.
After all, you’re likely not as well qualified as Women now in the workforce;
they are coming into the workplace in greater numbers and bringing impeccable
credentials. They’re going to run things sooner than later so get used to it
and get on board!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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many companies vacation time is determined by seniority; unfortunately, men
have most seniority and so more vacation. To right this inequity, a few of us
have given back vacation days to be placed in a “vacation bank” from which
extra days will be awarded to Female staff.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and support Women in leadership positions at work; defer to them; accept your
subordinate position.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Women to adopt a leadership posture by deferring to them – at work – at home –
wherever!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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that Women-only activities at work – seminars, classes, trips, mentoring, etc –
aren’t discriminatio’! Rather, these are necessary to allow Women to
participate on a level playing field.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Make
treating Women – ALL WOMEN! – with courtesy and respect a habit - “Yes, Ma’am!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Recognize
the innate superiority of Women and the inequities and exploitation that
patriarchy promotes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is all this important? Well, despite their moral, intellectual, and emotional
superiority, Women are underrepresented in leadership positions and still undercompensated.
Gender equality will make society better!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">(I conclude my revisit of the provocative
posts and comments of Beckie Sue (from four years ago) with a compilation of
her thoughts on Female Led Families. What follows, I believe, helped inspire
Ms. Amanda and Ms. Jenn in formulating their own matriarchal family guidelines.—Mark
Remond)</span></i></div>
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not just a "female led marriage," but we are a "female led
family."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Our daughters are always having their friends
over. They are all aware that the girls’ father is the one who does all the
housework. They are there when he comes home from work and starts right in on
dinner, or perhaps the laundry, while I am there reading, or enjoying myself on
our deck. Our daughters’ friends are
right there and hear me tell him to do a certain chore and he never argues.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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obedient to his sisters "requests." They usually ask him "will
you..." but I know that it is really an order. Their friends are
comfortable in telling him what to do as well. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">In being a female led home, our daughters’
girlfriends know it is more than I, it is my daughters who rule as well. The
girls have had many discussions on female superiority, and all of them are in
agreement that as females they are superior. I have overheard them talk about
having boys worship them, and wanting to be goddesses. They are learning.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Interests of our Daughters<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMQ-W6iJA4Rk0Eh9k0rEBJnVJjuNt6z-kJHGDqeTe0hqqjlDVf3l1qwbPI7svCCm90s3BNY0beoO75G4wyuhx1yLgVbVUfKvp3B-2R6DpZ1tBLhHRkNOchGRR1xVdzJ8QLMnIvjBtJ_k/s1600/10442375_784313031600277_7511568976821072528_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMQ-W6iJA4Rk0Eh9k0rEBJnVJjuNt6z-kJHGDqeTe0hqqjlDVf3l1qwbPI7svCCm90s3BNY0beoO75G4wyuhx1yLgVbVUfKvp3B-2R6DpZ1tBLhHRkNOchGRR1xVdzJ8QLMnIvjBtJ_k/s1600/10442375_784313031600277_7511568976821072528_n.jpg" height="177" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Do we really think the interests of our son are
less important than the interests of our daughters? That the opinions, desires
and hobbies of our daughters are more important than his? Just because they are
female and he is male?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were more important, that the goals of men were more important than their own.
In a female led home, girls need to learn to lead males. And, yes, because they
are female, they need to understand the importance of seeking hobbies and
activities that will fulfill them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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sometimes he needs to forgo his own interests so that his sisters may have the
opportunity to pursue theirs.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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wanted, often the girls would not be able to enjoy what they want. Brothers
need to learn the importance of always placing the female first, helping her
become the woman she can be.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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interests are less important than the interests of his sisters; they need to be
for girls to be able to lead in their home, and society.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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controversial today as they used to be. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am sure that many (if not most) homes are female led, though
most are reluctant to admit it. </span><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Women are finding it more natural for them and their
husbands for the woman to lead in their home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Sons and daughters both need both parents as role
models for their lives. Our son sees his father doing all the work around the
home, all the housework as well as all the yard work, mechanical and
maintenance chores, etc. My husband understands the importance of serving women
so the females are able to pursue their more important interests. My husband
has taught our son the importance of obeying not only his mother, but also his
sisters.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Our daughters see the benefits of a female led
family. Like their mother, they are learning how to lead a family. They don't
have that authority yet but they can see how a family is closer when females
are in charge.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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charge of her father, as long as she is an adult (out of high school). If she
has been raised in a female led family, she is qualified. As a mature adult
female, she will not lose any respect for her father by being charge of him; on
the contrary, this relationship will bring them closer.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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have gone out for the day, their father is in charge and they know to obey him.
But they are permitted to remind him of things. Recently I found my husband
watching TV instead of getting his chores done. (He is not permitted to watch
any TV for this reason.) I told our oldest daughter (with father’s knowledge)
to keep an eye on him and remind him the chores need to be finished by his 10 p.m.
bedtime. He admits having her present helps him focus on all his work and keep
him from breaking any of his rules.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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because of their self-confidence and experience in learning to lead in the
home. They are all aware that, as adults, the females will always lead the
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comments have been made about how a daughter would lose respect for her father
if she was allowed to boss him around. That is incorrect. Daughters lose
respect for their fathers when their fathers are bossy to them, when their
fathers act better than their mother. A girl’s respect toward her father only
grows when she sees how he can be obedient to the ladies in his life. She
learns respect for her father when he cleans her room and washes her clothes.
Our daughters highly respect their father at supper when their brother and father
stand and wait for the girls to sit and allow the females to fill their plates
and start eating before being permitted to start their own dinner. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A mother is the one who needs to teach her daughters how to lead,
what is right, what to expect from men. A daughter needs to learn to lead both
brothers and father, through the eyes of her mother. Yes, a girl will make
mistakes, sometimes hurting the males in the family. But they must accept it,
and she will learn through the experience. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DFDBhIMWih2GQrxrzwAzIsiXB1hZlpz191cgHeKdAqp3cQyJvXGGnYID0AETvZeoaHOuXYlgrQ33v5j6KJPta-Yk1MTjjNegDBdMrwljLTrAMiAKS813SUnRi21hrY4Ykg77nEMcGxc/s1600/th.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DFDBhIMWih2GQrxrzwAzIsiXB1hZlpz191cgHeKdAqp3cQyJvXGGnYID0AETvZeoaHOuXYlgrQ33v5j6KJPta-Yk1MTjjNegDBdMrwljLTrAMiAKS813SUnRi21hrY4Ykg77nEMcGxc/s1600/th.jpeg" height="148" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I never liked the idea that some men are submissive. Men are by
nature obedient. Through school (in the past), sports, military, and jobs they
are required to be obedient; much more so than women. It is their nature to be
obedient and to work. It is the nature of the female to be sexual/sensual and
to direct the men in their lives. If daughters don't learn this in their home,
they will have a hard time when they get older. And if sons don't learn
obedience in their home, and from watching their father, they will not grow up
properly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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