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this blog is about me and my expressions and acceptance of being a male submissive within a female dominated world. i accept the rule of female dominance and supremacy and realize that it is only a matter of time when this shall be the cultural norm within O/our society. in this blog one will find examples of my art, my writings, jottings, videos, observations and stories which chronicle and revolve around my life and fetishes. throughout this blog i hope to honor the creativity, superior intelligence, strength and physical vitality of women, while at the same time point out the insecurities, shortcomings and frailties of males. as such, this blog has a decidedly Femdomme slant.

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12/17/2011

a great smother story

this was a story that i found on the "Diana the Valkyries" website written by an author known as Taz who authored the Sarah Surridge Assassin series. it is filled with mental images of asphyxia, suffocation and profound female domination. it left my heart pounding hard and placed me in an aroused state after reading it. i can only imagine the feelings of helplessness and terror the boy felt as his tormentress toyed with him and slowly but deliberately snuffed the life out of him. enjoy, fishpaste




Teenage Beginnings

Gracefully Sarah climbed over the fence to the yard on the other side.
Yes, she was a burglar and a professional one as well. Her targets were
mainly families in the upper middle class, and when she was sure they
had left their home she struck, quickly emptying the house of all
valuables she could find. Sitting in her car she had noticed earlier
this day how the members of the family packed their Volvo with bags
and drove off, apparently to their vacation somewhere far away from
here. Now it was night and time to get to work.

She wore black clothes, consisting of a tight top stretching to contain her
ample
cleavage complimented by shiny black sheer tights and soles, partially
because
it made her less likely to be discovered in the dark and partially because
it made her feel a bit sexy; burglars can be vane too. The job should be
easy,so
she didn't bother covering her face. Her shoulder length shiny blonde hair
melted fine into
the rest of her tanned pretty face. Sarah began picking the lock of the back
door
and succeeded almost immediately. These people were real suckers, from
her inspections of the house earlier she learnt that they didn't even
have a proper security system. It was as if a red carpet had been laid
out for her, she thought and smiled.

Well inside the house Sarah was a bit disappointed at how easy
everything had gone so far. Maybe they didn't have that much to
protect here after all. She sure hoped this wasn't going to be another
dead end job for her. As her mind wandered she went into the kitchen
and was suddenly startled. Standing by the open refrigerator was a
young teenage boy, in the nude, still half asleep and with a big
hardon. Fuck! she thought, there shouldn't be anyone here by now.
Who's he? The boy turned and looked at her, still sleepy and not
completely sure where he was and what was happening.

"W-who are you?" he mumbled, trying to come to his senses.

Shit, I have to think fast, Sarah thought. He'd seen her face and she
couldn't leave a witness here; too much was at stake. She ran to the
boy and wrestled him to the floor, he didn't offer much resistance.
I've gotta kill him, was all she could think as her adrenaline rushed.
Fumbling a bit she managed to put her right, gloved hand over his surprised
mouth whilst twisted his neck to the right as hard as she could,
just like they did in the movies.

Crack!

Something broke in there and he started to wriggle and quiver under
her, his face was screwed up in pain. A perverted part of her enjoyed
kneeling over this rather nice looking boy, watching him struggle with
this. She examined him more closely in the light from the
refrigerator, lying completly on top of him, her face in his with her
shiny blonde hair hanging down around his face.

The kid had a slim hairless body, not too muscular but still athletic
in a way. His face was free from the pimples that seemed to bother so
many teens and was kind of cute, especially his rather long eyebrows
lent him a sensitive and thoughtful look. Thick, dark brown hair.
What a sweet little boy, Sarah thought.

"ahh sorry hunny but I cant leave you..ssssh" Sarah sympathetically
whispered into his terrified eyes whilst playfully biting his nose

She gently ran her hand across the dying youth's chest, feeling him
shiver and twist as the nerves of his body not quite were in contact
with his brain anymore. His eyes were sad and she could guess the pain
and horror he must feel. It turned her on. She was lying lay herself
on top of him, softly stroking his face with her hand. His skin was
smooth and soft. Positioning her lips at his mouth, she removed her hand
and drove in her tongue and began playing with his.

"You're so cute, do you know that?" she whispered playfully into his
ear. He replied with a gurgling sound and she smiled with her big blue eyes
into his very worried ones.

Caressing his smooth skin she suddenly heard a noise behind her. Realising
she had to act fast, she turned back to the boy and savagly chopped his
adams
apple causing him to convulse. Unable to call for help, Sarah quickly rose
and tip toed to the back door and carefully peered out. It was just a cat
using the metal bin to get onto the fence. Sarahs heart was racing and she
took
a deep breath for a moment in relief

She carefully closed the back door and locked it, trapping the boy inside.
When
she returned to him, she was stunned to find he had managed to get his
mobile phone
out with his other working arm and had apparntly dialled!!! His desperate
eyes locked onto
hers as she raced toward him!!

He was trying to speak into the mouthpiece but nothing was coming out, due
to his
collapsed trachea from Sarahs lucky blow. Like lighting, she kicked the
phone out of his hand
and pushed him onto the floor with her left soled foot, as he tried in vain
to grab
for the phone just out of his reach

Sarah simply sat on his face, her sheer tights encased sex covering his nose
and mouth. She sighed contentedly and wriggled her hips, settling down
solidly onto him. Sarah reached down to the phone, sealing him in his
airtight tomb
She could hear someone on the other end and literally held her breath so as
not
to respond, her cleavage rising up. Bringing the phone close to her, she
looked down at the display,
she could see the number he had dialled, '999'

"Hello??..Please respond?" was the monotone emergency operators voice

The boy had desperatly managed to twist his head to the right and gasp in
some
oxygen, his petrified face bright red from the suffocation and tears
streming
down his face. Sarah smiled down at him as she countered his move by drawing
her thighs toghther around his head
,immobilising it and forcing his face deep into her thighs, squeezing his
nose and mouth into her
and once again cutting off his oxygen supply. Sarah had maintained eye
contact throughout
and that was all that was now visable of his face now. She gently pendulemed
her head from left
to right in a 'uh uh' biting her bottom lip slightly, smiling down into his
frantic eyes
whilst at the same time gently pressing the red 'hangup' button on his
mobile phone
keypad using her long shiny red fingernail



"no you dont you Fucker!" she jokily spourted out with a stunning smile

His hands were feebly clawing and sliding uselessly off Sarahs sheer tights
encased
thighs as she turned the phone off and slide it under the fridge. She now
grabbed his
hands and adjusted until she caught his fingers in hers, linking them
toghther

Sarah doesnt say anything as he silently screamed into her, harmlessly
vibrating through
her body. She drags his hands with her and forces them onto her lap, right
into
her midsection so there was no escape, learning forward into the life
sapping facesit,
her shiny blonde hair hangs down around her pretty facia, her big blue eyes
locked
sexily onto his petrified ones staring back, a smirk plays on her face, her
brillant
white teeth beginning to show as his screams become more consistent, Sarah
squeezes
his hands tightly

Another couple of minutes of stifled asphiaxation has him out of air and
left desperately trying
to suck through Sarahs thighs for oxygen unsuccessfully her pretty blonde
eyes still fixed on his
as his lungs screamed for air, he felt his strength ebb of him, and weakly
tried to turn his head,
to avoid her mocking gaze, but her thighs tightened around his head, and he
could only stare
into her beautiful eyes

Several minutes have passed and her young victim is squirming under her
desperate to be free from her
suffocating grip then with a last shudder he lay lifeless under her

Sarah adjusted her grips on his hands from his fingers to his wrists
simultanusly and felt for his pulse..
it was faint and erratic..then parted her thighs ever so slightly to see his
eyes barely open but enough
for him to see her wink at him

"sssh..iss ok babe!" she coyly matter of factly whispered to him

Sarah squeezed her thighs around his face again before taking a deep breath
and looked up to the ceiling,
running her hands through her hair, so uncaring about his situation she
actually forgot she was sitting on a boy
who she didnt even know, broken into his house and had all but suffocated
him to death in her thighs, when she finally
came back to reality before giving an almighty squeeze of her curvy thighs
around his face again
She parted he thighs a little more this time to see if he was really dead,
ready to trap him again in her legs if he was
acting..he wasnt. His face was pale and a look of petrification covered his
facia. Sarah tilted her head slightly almost sympathetically and ran her
hand through his hair, it was cold and wet

She began to wonder who he was; this house was supposed to be empty. Sarah
released
his clammy hands noting them bounce off her black thighs before resting on
the ceramic
cold kitchen floor.

As she closed the refrigerator she noticed a note stuck to its door.
Picking up her flashlight she read it.

Hi Tom!


Too bad you didn't want to come with us to the
family reunion, I'm sure all your relatives would
have wanted to congratulate you on your recent 18th
birthday. Anyway, there's food in the fridge and
we'll be back on Monday. Have fun!

With a smile Sarah took the note and placed it on the kid's forehead.
She began to search the house for items of value, She found his birthday
present, a gold
watch. Walking out to her car smiling. 18 years old, she thought, he sure
looked young for his age. But what a cutie!

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