The cartoon below is a re-blog from an artist on Tumblr. Most of her other pieces aren’t my cuppa, but this one got my attention straight away. After a few moments to taking in, I shrugged and moved on. But I found myself thinking about the image occasionally afterwards and wanted to find it again. Fast forward a few days, and I was actively hunting the cartoon down. Why? Because it’s sexy, compelling, and gets to the heart of how I feel as a submissive despite one undeniably uncomfortable element: the submissive is depicted eyeballing a knobby strap-on that’s nearly half as wide as the boy’s entire body.
I’ve been working around this Indian guy and his speech patterns and accent have worked their way into my cerebral cortex. All evening long, my inner voice has sing-song bounced along neural pathways, replete with preposition-jammed-into-verb clauses that make my head hurt.
Nice guy – but fuck if this isn’t an annoying ear worm.
What makes it worse is this: early in life, I moved so often that I ‘accommodate’ quicker than your average bear. I used to call myself a chameleon because of this tendency. However, over the years, different slang terms and dialects stowed away below decks to emerge at inappropriate times.
As a result, I stick out even more.
— This is Part 1 of a multi-part story inspired by the work of Barbara O’Toole. —
Where a husband is trotted out by his wife as the “model submissive” for a newly-wed bride in a Wife-Led marriage to inspect. Unfortunately for him, the new bride is struggling with a disobedient male and needs practice beating and humiliating a man. Lots and lots of practice.
Hilarious.