The dominant goddess is now a marketing icon. Oh yes, with these products you’ll have men falling at your feet and placing you on a pedestal. The gents are now objectified and there to serve. The marketeers have realised advertising to women directly makes commercial sense. Women dominate consumer purchasing decisions and many have independent incomes. So finally, it’s out with the patronising patter and tediously dated pink’n’fluffy stereotypes.
No Leashes
However, not too dominant… two of these campaigns had their posters banned because men on leads is apparently a no no! Jerry Hall surrounded by semi-naked men on leashes was banned by London Underground, it “breaches our advertising code relating to the depiction of people as sexual objects.” While a Voodoo patterned tights ad was described as “a degrading, demeaning and humiliating portrayal of men”.
Femdom imagery does seem in the commercial world to be largely associated with footwear, let’s take a look…
Dominant Goddesses in Commercial Advertising Campaigns Click on any image to start slideshow & use the arrows or your keyboard arrows to scroll.
I’m going to pick out my favourite English Mansion toys and tell you all about them in a series of blogs called ‘These are a Few of My Favourite Things’. So in no particular order:
No. 16 – The F- Machine Pro-4 2023 Update
Back in 2013, I wrote a blog about how much I adored my F-machine. That was decade ago and the F-Machine has moved on. Here at The English Mansion we’ve upgraded to the new Pro4’s, so let’s get you up to speed…
The F-Machine Pro-4
The F-Machine is a first-rate, quality made, fucking machine which can be used on both men and women. You can use it for a gentle stroking or a full-on relentless pounding. It’s almost silent and straightforward to use. It has a control box with an on/off button and a soft-start speed controller dial. This is connected to the machine with a nice long cable, making it also useable for solo use.
It’s super simple to change the stroke thrust depth (from 1-6 inches) with the turn of a nut. Personally, I like how light it is, so I can easily move it around and position it. And, it’s versatile as you can easily position it to most angles adjusting it on its stable front and rear legs.
Compared with the profusion of fucking machines now available it’s not just light but relatively small. The legs can slip off and along with the main body it’s easily stored under a bed or in a cupboard. Smaller, lighter machines can have a propensity to move around, especially if there’s any resistance i.e. if you’re using huge toys (obviously nothing should ever be forced where it doesn’t want to go!) This can easily be mitigated by cable tying/roping it to furniture or you can put a weight behind the back legs. But, yes OK this machine may not be the best choice for gigantic toy, anal play.
Mansion F-Machine Gallery See the F-Machine in action inside The English Mansion
Cock Rod Adjustability & Safety Cut Out One of the best features, I really like on the F-Machine, is that I can both easily adjust the length of the thrust cock rod and manually turn the mechanical arm to my preferred start position. This means I can move it to its forward most position, insert it, fiddle around making sure all the angles are correct, then tighten the rod knowing that once I turn on the machine it can only move backwards. Most fucking machines can’t do this so the person or whole machine has to move into position. This can take away the powerful feeling of being ‘in control’ and doesn’t work if the user is in bondage or on fixed furniture. This advantage, however, means there are some accessible moving parts, so extra care must be taken not to get any fingers in the wrong place. I also like its electrical safety auto cut-out, if it encounters heavy resistance, it stops, making it a very safe machine to use.
They also come in all matt black, perfect for dungeons everywhere
What’s New: Colours & Vac-U-Lock Quick Release The F-Machine also now comes not just in matt black but there’s a graffiti pink or limited edition neon blue ‘liquid oil’. It’s been upgraded from the Pro3 to the Pro4 the only difference seems to be slight stronger adjustments on the legs and slightly more power. Both are equally excellent machines. A great new innovation that’s been added to all their fucking machines as standard is the quick release/connect Vac-U-Lock spigot. This allows toys to be easily changed on and off the thruster rod. Perfect for quick changing to different size toys and making cleaning & sterilising the dildo simple (as you can soak the toy fully without having to remove it from the spigot every time.)
More Ways To Enjoy… There are additional attachments that can be purchased, a Double Trouble Vac-U-Lock dildo adapter for women (fuck two holes simultaneously). A Universal Suction Base Dong Adapter, i.e. a flat base for dildos that aren’t Vac-U-Lock. Or we’ve used ours to add a male milking machine receiver (turning the machine into a basic male milking machine). There’s extra weighted heavier legs or the new Rocket Stand Pro creating more angles including vertical for mechanical poundings. We’ve even used our F-Machine for cock sucking training i.e. mechanical mouth fucking.
Check out the website f-machine.com
They also produce the Tremblr Male Cock Milking Machine & Gigolo Fucking Machine
Watch this fun clip from F-Machine featuring the… Kinky French Maid And The Helpful F-Machine
Female domination doesn’t need a dungeon. Once out in the Vanilla world there are many places ideal to snare unsuspecting men and coerce them into the nets of powerful women. The most sacred space is the home which should be the bastion of safety and security. Not so for the dominatrix out of her latex and leather. It’s just perfect for 24/7, FLR’s, commanding wives & submissive husbands, naughty boys who need taking in hand, controlling cougars, high-protocol relationships and ‘innocents’ waiting to be guided onto their true path.
Domestic Femdom & Discipline So, here are some of our Domestic Goddesses in action inside The Mansion. They’re bringing a new understanding of what exceptional domestic skills are! All photo sets are from filmed scene footage now showing inside The English Mansion.
Mistress Vivienne l’Amour at Circus Maximus: Sodom & Gomorrah in Aug 2023 ~ Photo by Fetish Filming
Circus Maximus hosted by Miss Vivienne l’Amour runs alternative, themed events for fetish players and swingers. Kink play (RACK) is encouraged at their friendly, party atmosphere nights. See Here & Here
An Initiate To Circus Maximus #2 Mistress Sidonia’s collared slave’s real experience as a first-time attendee at Circus Maximus: Sodom & Gomorrah in Aug 2023 hosted by Mistress Vivienne l’Amour.
IV
My baptism with Mistress’ waters over, and purified by her whip, she led me back downstairs to the main hall. The party was proceeding apace. Pockets of partygoers were enjoying themselves in their own inimitable ways. The night was hot and the activities within greatly exacerbated the heat.
Mistress led me down the passage, checking the various rooms. I wondered what might possibly happen next. Perhaps nothing, or perhaps everything. Such was the nature of the event. Mistress stopped at a doorway and tugged me over. The sight that greeted me was Sodom and Gomorrah writ large, in every sense! Pure, undiluted hedonism was the exquisite spectacle.
A double gang bang was underway. One slave girl was being fucked doggie style on a bed. Another lady was being filled on the back on the bed. The hostess, Mistress Vivienne, was overseeing the proceedings. She asked one of the slaves if he was inside as the angle was awkward. He replied with gusto, “No, but don’t worry I’m fisting her Mistress.”
Another finely toned Bull was given a ten second countdown to get a condom on and get inside the lady’s arsehole. Mistress Sidonia had stepped to the foot of the bed, pulling me over. The scent of musky sex hung heavy in the air. One of the ladies was clearly gagging for it orally, hoping her last hole would be filled.
Mistress took stock of my bearing. I wasn’t ready. Stage fright as she so rightly ascertained. And yes, I was simply overawed. In any case a willing volunteer was found. The slave girl now had every hole filled. The pulsating rhythm and sheen of bare flesh was something to behold. It was fucking primal. The orgy was ongoing. So was our odyssey.
Mistress took me to the photo room where she had her photo taken. I gladly obliged as her stool. It was sublimely erotic to be used in this fashion – a piece of furniture – a prop – to further the greatness of my Owner. I was also honoured with a photo, in which I tried to be as contrite as possible. The backdrop of the neon Hell sign was emblematic.
Later we arrived at another room. A scene was being set up and the anticipation was palpable. A Mistress was prepping herself and her cucked property was taking up position on a bed. A Bull was getting into position and his prominent stiff proboscis was clearly evident under his boxers.
Without any warning, Mistress shrilly ordered me onto my knees in front of him and told me to lick his cock. I fell to my knees. His sheathed cock filled my view, obliterating everything else. Gingerly I took hold of its base. Its stiffness was emphatic – an exclamation punctuation for the entire night.
A portion of its bare flesh was exposed through aslit. My tongue glided over the exposed expanse. His scent was all encompassing, and I expected it to soon permeate me further as I took him in my mouth.
However, Mistress let it go as far as a lick, and no further. Nevertheless, it was a moment and it further defined me. I was on my knees and prepared to suck cock for her. In a night of watersheds, another had been passed……
Epilogue
The harsh glare of early dawn was unforgiving as I gingerly made my way back into vanilla world. I wasn’t the same person coming back into it as I was before I entered the world of Circus Maximus. To use perhaps the parlance of the motor yard in which I had feared myself stranded the evening before, my pervery had, in effect, moved up a gear.
As I waited at East Midlands airport my mind was awash with a jumble of images from the night. I would have to order them and articulate the experience but that would come later. The sensory delights were still very much with me.
Towards the end of the evening, Mistress had unleashed me to do some wandering on my own. I caught the end of the gang bang and a sublime foot worship session that the ‘The H’ did with a slave.
The sense of dislocation didn’t really hit until I arrived back into Dublin airport and commenced the drive home. All I wanted to do was just to get under a sheet and wank myself silly. I found the light of early morning nauseating and I couldn’t relate to anything around me. The only saving grace on Sunday was that I was somewhat tired from the night. Monday was an even tougher proposition, and my mind was not tuned in any way to work.
I moved amongst my work colleagues, and occasionally I thought that if only they knew what a slut they were in the company of. I wore panties and brandished the marks on my arse with pride. At that stage I actually wish Mistress had beat me more and had employed me to even greater effect. I felt like being an utter fucking whore and I desired greatly company that would expedite that. This remained with me all week even as my focus returned to the minutiae of everyday life.
I got out and ran every day, the exercise and fresh air being something of a salve to my voracious filthy appetites. I looked up people with whom I could session with in Dublin and resolved to do something with one or two of them in the coming weeks. I wanked vociferously to the memories that kept cascading down my consciousness. In all this a clarity was affirming itself.
I had loved the club, the frisson of stepping outside the ‘normal’ conventions of society and into a world of kink, filth and wonder. It was akin to a child being let loose in a sweet shop – Willy Wonka or in this case Willy Wanka. To be in the company of such contemporaries at Circus Maximus was the stuff of dreams.
My perv instincts had asserted themselves from an early stage. Then came a period of denial as I tried to be ‘normal.’ Then came the altogether necessary readjustment as I assimilated it into my life, thereby greatly enriching it. Now at this stage, I want to be an even greater whore, slut, slave, whatever best describes it. My training continues. I will do anything for my Owner. I will follow her orders to the letter.
My slut manifesto was sanctified amidst the lashes of her whip, and the stream of her piss down my throat. I want to be a bitch on my knees, performing utter filth as she ordains it. I am an instrument for my Owner – here only to please her and to realise her world view and order.
by slave p
This is a partly fictional account of a Circus Maximus party based on some real & some imagined events.
The English Mansion presents: A Femdom Comic Strip Confessions of a Lady Boss featuring the divine Mistress T as a very demanding domme boss.
Photos taken from the film Cunnilingus Duties with Mistress T.
And you can watch stunning Mistress T in action in both Cunnilingus Duties & the newly upgraded Office Bitch Boy
now showing inside The English Mansion
Visit Mistress T’s personal website here – highly recommended
Photo from the film: The Mansion’s Femdom Summer Party Pt6: Bi Boys ~ with the stunning Mistress Nikki Whiplash & Fetish Nikki
Slave Slut Roulette: Femdom Fiction
The instruction to attend had come mid-morning.
George had settled into the dreary ennui of the monthly meeting when the vibration of his phone jolted him. Taking a surreptitious peek he saw the now familiar message – “Your service is required this evening. Attend. Mistress.”
Now pulling into the driveway he reflected that the rest of his day had been taken up with thoughts and anticipation as to what might await him. His enslavement had been quick and brutal, much to the seeming delight of the Mistress and her friends. He knew he was very much a muse for them, and they were taking great glee and satisfaction in ‘training him up.’
At the front door he was admitted by Blaise, the crossdressing maid, who had attended on the previous occasion. He nodded respectfully at her, all too aware of the possibility that he might have to interact with her in some fashion later in the evening.
“Come, they are waiting,” she said.
Blaise admitted him to the sitting room. George’s heart fluttered. In front of him on the couch sat Mistress and two other ladies he hadn’t met before. One was similarly blonde and festooned with tattoos, whilst the other was a very fetching brunette. Behind them stood two muscular hooded gimps.
George stared transfixed at them, unable to avert his eyes from their cleavage, whilst cognisant of their piercing, all encompassing stares. Mistress rose to meet him.
“Georgina, it’s good to see you bitch,” she intoned. She introduced him to her companions.
He immediately fell to his knees in the agreed greeting and acknowledgment.
“We have a new game for you this evening bitch. Let me introduce you to my friends and other slaves.”
The introductions over, she ordered him to rise and strip. He unbuttoned his shirt and pants under their watchful gaze. From the corner of his eye, he could see a sly smile on the face of one of the hooded slaves in the rear. Naked he stood before them, in that moment when his fate for the evening would be decided. Would he be asked to dress in sissy clothes or beaten.
Mistress stood forward. “We have a new little game this evening, Georgina, our version of a very old one, so we can’t exactly claim originality, but interesting all the same.”
On this cue the slaves left the room and returned a minute later carrying a table on which was perched a roulette wheel. They placed it to the side.
“Take a look at our wheel, Georgina,” Mistress instructed. He stepped forward and looked into the pit of the wheel.
It was a typical roulette wheel with one distinctive difference. Instead of numerals, there were symbols, and they were all of sexual acts. The awareness of what the evening was to bring now dawned on him, as he heard the giggles of the Doms behind him.
“Well, shall we make a start,” said Mistress. “It’s one spin per Mistress, Georgina. The winning Mistress of reach round has to prep you and take you through the act.
“Mistress V, perhaps you would like to take the first spin.”
The blonde Mistress stepped forward, as the rest gathered around the wheel. There was no grid, George noticed, so it was a different kind of game. Mistress V placed her hand on the middle component.
“I’m betting on a good caning,” she said, to the laughs of the others.
Mistress indicated her choice was ‘encouraged’ bi cocksucking, while the red headed Mistress B said her bet was sissification. She spun. The ball spun around the vector, gradually slowing. George held his breath, as the ball settled first on a symbol resembling a nipple, until it moved slightly and alighted on two stick figures, one of which was kneeling in front of the other. It was more than apparent what this was. Mistress laughed, as the winning of this bet clearly was hers.
“Slave J step forward. Georgina, get on your knees.”
George knelt down as the hulking frame of the harnessed Slave J loomed in front of him. The slave’s physical prowess was apparent, and this was exacerbated by his obvious excitement as Mistress unveiled his cock.
“Start worshipping it you fucking bitch,” said Mistress. “I’m going to enjoy the fruits of this gamble.
She manoeuvred George’s mouth to Slave J’s balls and he started licking them, his tongue traversing them and the bind, the taste initially jarring. Slave J’s cock stiffened. Mistress ordered him to lick the shaft. His tongue lolled up the thick shaft, circling the head in anticipation. She then told him to kiss the head and peep hole, the prelude to taking it in his mouth.
“Let’s see how your sucking technique is coming along, shall we.”
George swept his tongue around the head in one final circle before taking it in his mouth. Initially he just took the head, before Mistress ordered him to deep throat and gag on it. Establishing a rhythm, he sucked until the slave was on the verge of coming. She pulled his head off as his cock erupted in a volcano of semen over George’s face.
“Not too bad for an evening’s gamble,” said Mistress. “Now shall we spin the wheel again?”
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