From all of the hundreds of pictures shot during My recent trip to the UK this “Picture of the Week” sure is one of My favourites. Not only is it technically very well done but it also tells so much about My life and My idea of being served by My personal slaves.
Do I not look just gorgeous in My tight back leather outfit and with My new fur collar and elegant hat? And so many symbols there bearing witness of My supreme status: The precious rings decorating My fingers, the metal spurs arming My high heeled boots, the hand crafted leather crop being the only thing I need to carry Myself. My beloved sign of supremacy, My queenly scepter. Nowhere will I go without a leash, a crop, or a whip in My hands. Oh how I love to feel those cruel instruments affirmation of power in my delicate hands.
Then close behind Me but in respectful distance My personal slave. There couldn´t be any more difference between the two of U/us. Loaded over and over with gift packages from My Amazon Locker like a beast of burden, dressed in a silly pink onesie transorming him into a pathetic unicorn, stumbling along on his white high heels, trying hard not to fall over and break his neck. How absurd he looks, how ludicrcrous a sight for all the curious lookers around. I can virtually smell his humilation and the smell is just wonderful, arousing even in My memory.
Oh, how l love it when the service for Me and the humiliation of a slave so wonderfully complement one another to make a perfect couple. In life it is always about the difference, so it is in Femdom. The deeper the subjugation of the slave, the deeper he will be underneath his Mistress. The degradation increases the distance. So the more he will be brought low, the higher She will rise above him. And thats what it is all about in Femdom. The distance between Mistress and slave just can´t be big enough. Just one look at this picture tells it all. That´s why I love it.