I have grown fond of offering free lessons on nut sack kicking to other Women. It's a critical skill in a Lady's repertoire of ready punishments.

The painstaking work of sand in the Buddhist mandala is created with prayers and laborious precision, only to be swept away as a lesson of impermanence. Similarly, I enjoy assigning My males painstaking tasks that involve physical suffering through ambitious labor, only to repeat it again another day. The spiritual lesson? To remind them of their place as males in the greater tapestry of life; that their lot is to serve, to labor and to suffer for Females.

Women have known for some time now that men are dogs. I take that Female wisdom and apply it to My domestic life with absolute literalism. Leading My slaves around like dogs isn't an unusual scene at all in My domicile, because I know men are dogs.

Body worship is a pleasure I grant My well behaved slaves from time to time, though the pleasure is as much Mine as it is theirs—if not, doubly so.

Males who serve Me know I don't like waiting. If you are assigned a task, you have no time to spare in getting it done. This means no breaks, no procrastination. No taking your time. No thinking. Get it done. Now. If not, I'll no doubt make your task harder and leave you with it.

A self-absorbed slave is not a slave; he must learn to relinquish the poison of his ego. Only then can he find solace at the feet of his superior—the Woman he is destined to serve. Males: if you wish to truly benefit the cause of Female Supremacy, you will serve to a degree that does not constantly warrant the whip...but of course I'm quite happy to oblige in training you, if the need arises. Your flesh serves Our flesh, and it will be punished for deviating.

Big strong hands are useful on the beach, when I lie in the sun and drift off to sleep, getting a full body massage. Ah, this is the life! :-)

Moving imagery of household service, cropping, marking à la urination, sushi eating leisure and lingerie.

Since My previous cock and ball torture video was so loved, how could I not do another? Ah, but this time I'm in pigtails, and giving more lectures—lol.

Watch as I indoctrinate a devotee on the basics of Female Supremacy at his own house—and on the kitchen counter, of all places. You'l never know where you'll end up being sat on by Me. Bonus: enjoy the background jazz. :-)

Summer is here—obviously. While this fact brings great opportunity for leisure on My part, it inevitably means more work for My nutsacks. Slaves don't and shouldn't get time off—ever, especially if My trips entail carrying chairs, coolers, bags umbrellas and so on. It's such a pain, and it takes away from My pleasure; I want My days in the sun free of labor! I also like to be entertained, and nutsacks provide that for Me. After they drop their payload, sometimes it's fun to just kick them around...

You'd think that deal is enough. But wait, there's more! You can also put your cigarettes out on their tongues or anywhere else on their bodies! Note My pigtails. Aren't they cute?

Sharp heels and naked male flesh; what more is there to say, other than it's a blast (for Me, that is). As for the male beneath Me...not so much. Aw.

For good behavior males are often rewarded by being allowed to worship Me—even if I'm indifferent to their amorous and lustful displays. Men are captives to desire; Women are free to be as indifferent as they wish, and still are worshipped in the end.

Red wine, a good book, some chocolate covered strawberries and a groveling slave at My every beck and call. This is the essence of enjoying enthronment.

My servants inevitably end up finding out I'm a stickler for consistency, particularly with communications protocol. If you wish to find yourself in My good graces, answer every email I send, and gracefully. Failing to do so outside of a car accident or alien abduction will result in pain. The pain can be emotional, yes, but often I just can't pass up kicking a man in the balls. Be warned! :-)

A morning lotion application to My legs—and a station reminder for My male, all before I take a shower and head out for the day. Lucky boy. Now swallow.

As in, vacation for Me—not My slaves. Vacations are in fact times when slaves work doubly hard for My pleasure. After all, when I go somewhere to purposefully enjoy Myself, I expect My males to work extra hard in making the experience seamless. When they fail in doing so, I'm more than happy to offer the right incentive.

It is important to orient a male upon first meeting, to disabuse him of whatever mythology he's inadvertnetly absorbed through mainstream jibberish on the nature of servitude. I take these meetings quite seriously; they are the first lesson of many soon to come. That is, if any new prospect succeeds in lasting with Me. I reject more candidates than I accept.

The natural place of a man is at the foot of a Woman. Regular foot worship should therefore be a staple in a Female Supremacy-based relationship between Mistress and slave. The symbolism speaks for itself.

The route through which male submission is strengthened and honed is through sexual desire. Keep them hungry, deny their pleasure, offer the promise of a reward through a release that never comes. Before long, viola: perfect dogs!

Strap-ons are not My usual forte, but when the mood strikes Me, I may force a male to suffer penetration for My own amusement. As for smothering? Always a reward or station reminder.

There is something magically entertaining in watching the arrogance of a fully erect cock go to half-mast, then droop under the scold of a finely manicured Woman.

Some vignettes of human male dogism. Eating from a bowl of evening scraps and spending Saturday night in a cage while I go out with My girlfriends and enjoy the night life. Who needs men out and about? Cages are a better alternative.

This male managed to make it to stage two: conditioning through humiliation and suffering. It is important to reduce male ego in all the little corners it hides. The technique used here is but one of many I employ.

Juicy, no? Males: watch a video exemplifying the Female body parts that make you all drool. Yes, we Girls have the power.

Yes, girls, men serve many purposes. Among them, I'd be willing to wager "workout ball" is not one that comes to mind too quick, but think about it—soft, infinitely positionable, and folds up neatly when not in use. Nifty, eh? But wait, there's more! In this video you will learn some basic upper body exercises, all within the comfort of your own home. Workout ball and dumbbells (the ones I'm holding) not included. Consult your doctor before undertaking any excercise—or belonging to Me for that matter.

Glimpses into the many benefits of the lifestyle Female Supremacy provides for a Woman when employing males for any number of rudimentary and menial tasks, such as shaving, pampering, cooking, cleaning, serving as ashtrays, boot polishing, etc.

A self-preservational instinct is common in all humans—even the subhuman types (males). It's important to remind your slaves that slavery means surrender in all things, including protection of oneself. For of course a slave must trust in his Mistress's leadership before ceding his complete obedience and loyalty. Remember to click the arrow; there are 6 clips associated with this video.

There are numerous times I physically correct My males throughout the course of an average month. Most of these moments are never caught on film, but other times they manage to be. This is a small collection made up of two scenes in which I am administering correction. No real back story; just a few random video documentary glimpses into My application of corporal punishment.

At some point it dawned upon Me: why not make training and discipline fun with a little Simon, or rather "Saharah" says? Let's start. Saharah says watch this video...

Sometimes a Woman just needs to get out a little aggression, and since male human dogs deserve to be abused anyway, what better target for this could there be than your hard-working animal. I love smothering dogs, especially one that reminds Me of old Hollywood look-alike James Dean. :)

Fear gets results. Steadfast and unrelenting application of a shock collar is a good way to modify insolent and destructive behaviors in your human male dog. Watch Me introduce My human animal to the stabbing pain of a remote shock collar while shopping in New York City.

Lecturing a male on his place while seated firmly on his face goes together nicely, if I say so Myself. Denial of breath, denial of orgasm, the image of Female ass the last thing he sees before being forced to hear certain irrefutable facts about male inferiority, all with a painful side dish of slaps and belts; this is how it's done.

Do My dogs fear or look forward to the baths I give? I tend to think a little of both, but you be the judge. ;)

Second in a series of human dog training videos, I reveal a typical morning with My dog and discuss the economic and health benefits of feeding your mutt table scraps from whatever you cook for yourself.

Need I say anything more? I think the pictures above are worth a thousand words. Once in a while I let the animal mount My leg, but he's always got to clean up the mess he makes (if he's allowed to make one in the first place).

After prolonged denial, it's in the best interest of your pack's health to let the poor creatures eventually release—but not without a little evil fun in the process.

First in a series of human dog training videos, I give the viewer an introduction to the key philosophies behind converting men into dog-like pets in a Female Supremacy-based household. The fundamentals of psychological conditioning and physical cues for commands are covered with simple demonstrations of punishment and reward. An excellent introduction to dogism.

I like men who know their place from the very beginning. It wasn't long after our introduction that this one was greeting Me properly with plenty of toe sucking and foot worship.

Males are such simple, sex-driven creatures; they want nothing more than to live directly under Our asses. I'm happy to oblige with that station reminder, but to be smothered under Me until breathless is also a reward for good behavior. The pathetic Xy has to earn it.

It's productive to allow My males some freedom in expressing their ardor upon My body, but it's always the highest of rewards.

We've all heard that addage before. It's especially old news to Me, but walking men like dogs in plain sight on the streets of New York brings that familiar saying back to life again for many, young and old...

Male semen is better kept inside; the longer it's held, the more productive the mule is. It frustrates them, but keeps them hungry and begging for more. I like to tease them with the idea they'll actually get to release. Of course they won't. It's amusing dashing their hopes, though.

An Alpha Female sometimes needs to keep Her slaves in check with physical punishment. Let something go, and you passively encourage it. Good boys understand beatings are for their own good; it keeps them on the path to mindless obedience.

It's imperative to addict males to sensual stimulation. Thankfully, this isn't so hard; Mother Nature built them just for that purpose. :-)