Saharah Eve: Female Supremacy and Female Led Relationships
 


New Video Update entitled “Afternoon Whipping 2017” is now available inside the Private Journal of the Member Area.

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Season’s Greetings Everyone!

Created by My lovely slave, nanshakh. 😀

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Mail Bag: You Are Just Another Sex Robot For Men!

Dear Saharah,

With all due respect, for you to place most dommes in the category of women who just please male fetishes and leave yourself out is a little much. Yes you may “enjoy” treating men like puppies and dogs, pissing on them, sitting on their faces, shocking them and everything else you “like” do, but these are all things that were initially imagined by the male mind. Just like almost all dominatrices who claim they are so real, so “lifestyle”, so not doing what the men tell them too when in actuality they are. Femdom completely is male fantasy. It’s like a video a game. Yes you the player can walk wherever you like in the game, change your outfits within the game, and do different special combinations, but at the end of the day the name of the game and software was developed by perverted feminine degrading patriarchal culture, and the goal of that game is to either make them cum in some weird way, or put off their orgasm. Just like most dommes you just separate yourself from the “others” because you are successful at being spoiled. It’s just like courtesans who say they aren’t prostitutes cause they aren’t walking the streets. Just because you deal with a male of “higher” caliber doesn’t make you not what you are, an objectified automated female robot toy programmed to dominate and doesn’t realize it. Just like I know you will like to think that your fake boobs, fake nails, fake hair are all just a natural expression of your femininity and has nothing to do with pleasing men. We both know that isn’t true. We know women didn’t invent these things, didn’t need those things, and those things were developed to make woman in man’s ideal plastic image. That’s who you are despite how smart or how well put together you are.


Again I’m not saying this to be disrespectful, but I get tired of hearing certain females make it seem like they built the house they live in. You are a male sexual object. All your interests in subjugating males were introduced to you by males and their cocks. You just made their interests your own because you sleep in a bed that they purchased, and travel and live at their expense. Which nothing is really wrong with that. But I challenge you to “enslave” these boys without treating them like animals, without hurting or “degrading” them. Or can you? I would like to see you express your dominance outside of the male imagination, without “using their desires against them”. Only then will you be doing what you for you and not to upkeep a fantasy world for lowly perverted males. Otherwise you will only be dealing in the realm of pleasing them, directly or indirectly. I would also bring it to your attention that matriarchal means mother-centered, which doesn’t mean female-centered. A matriarchy is a culture, a community, an economy, that includes women, their families, and their environment, not a male constructed fantasy. To bring up the word matriarchy means to invoke ancient cultures where mothers dominated not through degradation or pissing on people but because of their true feminine powers of giving and sustaining life, human and non-human. I would like to see “matriarchal” dommes think in those terms.

Anonymous


Dear Madam:

It may surprise you to hear me say that it is you, actually, who is the instrument of “the patriarchy”, as much as you may not think you are.

Scratching your head? Please allow me to explain.

In general, your leeriness of male influence and meddling in the world has a definite thread of wisdom, but they way I see it, taking it to this paranoid extreme serves as nothing more than the ultimate way to strip Women of their sexual power, influence and dominance.  In your world view, Women are destined to be sex objects no matter what, apparently.  How very convenient that:

a. being a sex object is unavoidable, and

b. you have consigned yourself to the shell game—purposefully or inadvertently—that being a sex object is inherently bad in this day and age.

I was surprised to learn after reading your words that everything I think and every action I take in my dominance with my males (or appreciation for my own Feminine aesthetic as well, it seems) is somehow a contrivance of males and male thinking and male influence and male directives. To that I say, with all due respect in return, nonsense.

I do understand the ways the sexes influence one another.   Women, just like men, do not and most likely will not ever live in a vacuum from each other.  We influence and are influenced by the opposite sex in ways big and small; this is inevitable and ultimately apparent to a mature, rational thinker who isn’t afraid of getting cooties or being in the presence of an unabashed erection.  With that being said, your insistence that I’m just another cloned fetish robot that never had an original thought in her head when it came to dominating men is not only ludicrous (given that you don’t know me and have never been privy to my formative thoughts) but also (and rather ironically, I might add) underscores how original I really am, in the end—if we buy into your idea that all Women are various permutations of Stepford Wives obeying the supreme male directive. Fortunately, that’s just not true. Females have fully functioning brains, and can have brazen thoughts of their own.  What a novel idea!

You see, when I was in elementary school, my friends and I enjoyed picking on the boys we liked. We would tease them, taunt them, manipulate them, and sometimes downright torture them, and not out of hostility either, but a desire to “have fun”. I can personally remember accounts of us Girls holding boys down and slow-drolling our spit right into their mouths, or outrunning and tackling young males on the recess field for the sheer thrill of it. They grew to love the attention and would tease us back to try and get our attention all over again.  I enjoyed having boys carry my books for me or fetch things out of my locker for me later on in junior high.  I called them my “go get it” boys.  During these times I was wholeheartedly enjoying the influence and power I had over the males of my age, and this is long before I came to put words to the things I did.  This was also all without the aid of the internet and BDSM porn so ever-present with the click of a mouse today.  I suppose the patriarchy was influencing me in some other way, even then?  Perhaps it was in the school’s Kool Aid or peanut butter bars? Mmmm, peanut butter bars! Remember those?

Anyway, regarding your assertions of objectifying myself for men in everything I do, I’d would say you do have a very narrow and once again limited view on who I am and how I live my life.   Has it ever dawned upon you that we Women actually like being pretty and dolled up and beautifully feminine all of Our own accord?  We no doubt use our make-up and hair styles and long nails and heels to attract and seduce men, but we often do the same for other Women, too.   I personally am quite attracted to Females; I often find them more interesting sexually and intellectually than most men.  My lesbian friends have their nails done, wear make-up, high heels, and so on, and there isn’t a man in sight during their bedroom activities.  Kinda bursts your over-glorified blowup doll for the patriarchy bubble a little, now doesn’t it?

Now that we’re on to bursting bubbles, let us pick apart more of your unfortunate (and rather gross) truisms.  You claim that “Femdom” was invented by males.  While some cliché iterations of “Femdom” may be orchestrated solely by the aggregate demand of nutsacks, “Femdom” and Female dominance are not perfectly synonymous anyway, at least not in my book.  There is without a doubt a “product” version of Female dominance in circulation; it is so rapaciously consumed by the types who frequent “dungeons” and pick from a menu what sensation play they require to come out an hour later grinning ear-to-ear.  I don’t want you to think I look down upon these types, or the very talented actresses who often play the parts these men need, but to lump all dominant Females into the same group of “Femdom is a male fantasy” is block headed, utterly ignorant, and smacks of little to no balanced, real-world experience at all; you are blind (or quite determined not to see) the different forms of Female dominance there are in the world, not to mention the fact that simply because a “pro” serves in one capacity doesn’t mean She isn’t being served in another—or is everything so absolute and bi-level to you?

Further, to say Female dominance is wholly and completely a product and invention of the male not only goes against the living example that I know I am, but also requires a fairly lengthy and esteemed peer-reviewed research paper indicating just exactly how this is so. Somehow I doubt this paper and the exhaustive historic research that accompanies it is actually forthcoming.  Your stance, in one blunt and ignorant motion, denies the origin of dominance having a possibility in the Female sex, and your insistence that it’s all a “video game” that Women are trapped in is cynical, pessimistic, defeatist, and finally, pro-male propaganda disguising itself as a “reality check”, which does little more than perpetuate the power of its idea, ironically.  We live in a world with a human population of 6.6 billion, roughly half of which is Female, according to sites like Geohive. Are you saying that out of the 3,386,509,865 Females (calculated in 2008) in the world, not a single one ever conceives on Her own the idea of controlling the man in Her life or dominating him?  Of using Her Female intellect and charms to control him?   Ordering his dinner for him?  Deciding on a movie to see for the evening?  Insisting on almost always driving?  Administering chores in the household?  Managing his money?  Insisting on gentlemanly etiquette?  Initiating sex and intimacy? Of belting him?   Slapping him?  Caging him?  Sitting on his face?  Urinating on him?   Having Her way with him in general?  Honestly, it takes more faith to believe in that than it does to believe the second coming of Christ is soon at hand.

Your insinuations that I do not really like doing what I do are equally untenable, considering I am the only one who can speak with authority on who I am and what I like. Who invented what—even if it could be proven or even if such a dichotomy made sense to bring up—is wholly and completely irrelevant. I’m quite free to (and do) engage in whatever activities amuse or interest or benefit me, regardless of who first invented this or that. I have no trouble writing this to you on a computer and operating software that was no doubt conceived, designed and engineered mostly by carriers of the Xy chromosome.

You further go on to rather “elegantly” state that who and what I am is entirely a product of mens’ cocks. You place yourself in the lofty position of enlightened mentor to my childish and naive assumptions about men, sex, and more importantly, myself and the entire world I live in. I wonder, when does my choice to swallow a red or blue pill come in?

Your cited evidence to convince me of my apparent delusions are statements such as “you sleep in a bed that they purchased, and travel and live at their expense”. Let’s assume for a moment that you know exactly how I make and manage all my income, and what I have is all purchased at the expense of men. I say: so what? But adding further on to this, I’ll now touch upon the reality: the bed I sleep in was paid for by me, if you must know. The house I live in is paid for by me too, as are many of my possessions. Those things that I do receive from men are a direct result of my efforts, intellect, imagination, will, and desire, not to mention their hard-earned money and obsequious attention. I think it’s fair to say you don’t have much of a point thus far, if you care to read between the lines.

You further go on in inviting me to express my dominance with my males outside of the male imagination, without “using their desires against them”. Why? Is not taking male intellect and imagination, desire and instinct into account when dominating them the supposed high road? If so, I have quite a few lifestyle friends from “both sides of the whip”, as they say, who would take issue with that idea, and they aren’t victims of pro-male propaganda.

And, perhaps the jewel of all your statements: “Only then will you be doing what you do for you and not to upkeep a fantasy world for lowly perverted males. Otherwise you will only be dealing in the realm of pleasing them, directly or indirectly.”

I find your outlook on the company I keep fairly insulting and tremendously misinformed—and that’s putting it nicely. Who is this person who speaks to me as if she/he has the authority and worldliness to dictate when or how or why my dominance with my males is real or not? Further, I find this need to discard male pleasure as a prerequisite of “real” Female dominance a foolish and unrealistic (and not to mention inhuman) notion. Per your obviously polarized and distorted outlook on Female dominance and male submission, you are in no position to lecture to me on what it is that I do and enjoy.

I’m going to let you in on a little secret: Female dominance is real. It doesn’t matter that men in our lives are getting what they want from time to time. We Women are getting what we want three-fold over, and the only limits inhibiting a Woman’s power or the horizons to which She can take Herself are her own cynicism and lack of imagination. Just because we may use our sexuality to turn heads, gain admirers, clients, lovers and slaves doesn’t make us victims. This is a new age, and new battle lines in the war of the sexes are being drawn in many parts of the world. In fact, they are being moved, broken and ultimately blurred. As the dust settles with each new renovation, things are looking pretty good for Women. Things aren’t looking much like a war at all, in fact. While there is still much to be done for the betterment of Women, it’s important to keep in mind the virtues of a modern western society, if you are so inclined to live in one. As for you personally, I’m sorry you live in such a pessimistic and paranoid world that you believe there is a phantom phallus lodged permanently in all Women’s actions and motives. It must be awful really believing that.

P.s. For the record:

Matriarchy
1. A family, society, community or state governed by Women.
2. A form of social organization in which the Mother is head of the family, and in which descent is reckoned in the Female line.

Source: Webster’s Unabridged Dictionary (I can quote Oxford too, if you like).

Lest there be any doubt, it’s both definitions I include when I speak of matriarchy. You’re free to insist definition two is the only relevant item, but it doesn’t mean we have to listen to you.

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Trample

I uploaded a new video to the members area featuring some trampling and abject foot worship. This practice has little practical use for anything other than My sheer sadistic amusement in causing a lot of pain to My slaves. Conceptually, having your back walked on doesn’t sound all that terrible an ordeal—until of course you consider that all My weight is pinpointed on the narrow spots of My high heels. Ouch. Very painful! I often draw blood doing this, too, and the screams are, well…always enjoyable.

Or view it here.

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Foot Worship

Males lick our heels because they worship and desire us; hoping they just might get a chance to culminate their desire through the ancient ritual of intercourse and mating.  We make men give of their hard labor and earnings. We make them grovel lustfully and sacrifice.

Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words—a moving one even more so. I’ve taken a liking to narrating the movies I make with My expressed thoughts. Click on the image to the left for a sample of My latest foot worship video.

Or view it here.

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Seed Retention: The Enforced Continuum of Male Desire Under Matriarchal Rule

I have recently written an article on the good of retaining male seed in My private Journal here.  I will be curious to know the thoughts of members, especially My acolytes. All this is on the heels of a new seed retention program I intend on initiating in My soon to be complete worship page within the members area. More to come on that soon…

Indeed, the Female symbol in My ideal world represents a gateway of many things: a passage through which life enters the world, a portal through which man aches to renew himself, an entrance of fleshly and spiritual Nirvana.  For what is male without pouring himself into Female, the primary organism?”

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Mail bag: Are submissive men losers?

Dear Saharah,

We spoke awhile back and I was a member of your site for a while. Have been into Female Supremacy for a long time and am in agreement with your very articulate opinions.

For highly complex reasons, humiliation is a sexual turn on for me. Am struggling with whether it is possible to be submissive and at the same time not be a “loser”.   Are the men you are having eat out of dog dishes and engaging in masturbation contests losers?

Tim


Dear Tim,

Obviously, I can’t speak for all dominant Females, but I will say this is a very common idea produced from very common thinking.  I just recently had to address this misconception with an admirer who assumed those who serve Me are weak and pathetic.  Slavery—true slavery, true sacrifice, by will alone—isn’t sought by the weak.  Those men who seek to serve are courageous and passionate men who place themselves under My heel to be crushed and molded. They give themselves up, along with their male ego, to be humiliated, debased, used and exploited. Let’s see your average garden variety tough guy on the football team suffer a day of that for a Woman.  This isn’t to say My slaves aren’t pathetic, groveling, weak and hopelessly obedient, loving puppets for Me (they definitely are!), but that is a far cry from being a capital L “loser” in general.  Why would I want a worthless and useless person who has nothing to offer?  What is there to be gained from that?  I want useful, passionate worshipers who believe in what I believe, not useless scum from the bottom of the barrel.

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Mail Bag: Too Mean?

Dear Ms. Saharah Eve,

Knowing about your site for a long time now, I finally got the courage to join.  I have to say I enjoy Your site a lot. All Your writings on Female Supremacy put a shinier light on things I’ve always felt since I was in my 20s. I love and admire all the images and videos too, but I have a question about Your content that’s been nagging at me for about a long time now, and it’s basically this. Are You always as mean all the time as You are in most of Your videos? There’s a bunch of videos where you can see you’re having a lot of fun but there seems so much more where you’re strict and militant.  The reason I ask is that I have always felt Female Supremacy creates more harmony than violence and discord. You show a very thoughtful person behind Your website, but some of Your videos seem so violent that it sometimes seems to contrast too harshly against what You convey in Your writings. I wonder what You’d have to say about that.

William


Dear William,

I do understand your take on the contrast somewhat. It’s true that Female Supremacy does create more harmony between the sexes, but we have to keep in mind that this is achieved through strict male discipline, among other things. Those “other things” don’t convert very well on a site like this. After all, this is a pay for content website. The loving, nurturing side, though it can be expressed in some ways through this medium, isn’t what really draws eyeballs to a pay site. Let’s face it: the image of cruel Female authority resonates far better with an online audience, and for good reason too. It’s fascinating to watch a Woman discipline Her male(s). It challenges us on one level, being that we are still living within a society that inherits patriarchal thinking. If but for no other reason than morbid fascination alone, it’s intriguing to see Women pushing and slapping men around in a grandiose reversal of sorts. And, on another level, it’s viscerally entertaining to watch slaves being punished, and it taps into the natural human tendency to find fascination in cruelty. Then, of course, there’s some who add to that a love for Female Supremacy and the context it provides to the harsh treatment of male slaves. That certain potpourri is a more advanced appreciation for the sadism displayed here, for lack of a better way of putting it.

That being said, I wouldn’t want to give the impression that the videos you see on My site are always premeditated for effect only. The simple fact is, more than half of the content on My site is documenting service, training or punishment in some way. What one tends not to see on My site is the gentle guidance, nurturing and everyday drudgery that wouldn’t be so enticing to watch online for most people. The pleasures of those things are better lived out than watched in pixels. It’s often difficult to get these sorts of things across on film and make them worthwhile for entertainment purposes, but who knows? Perhaps it might be worth giving it a shot. I’m curious what others think about this.

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Sometimes male submission can be a little shocking…

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I get an occasional question about “the device” I’m using on My males from time to time. I suppose it’s worth asking about how I can summon pain with a little remote I hold in My hand. Quite fittingly, what I lock around the sacks of My slaves is nothing more than a shock collar for dogs. I have found using shock collars this way is tremendously beneficial, outside of providing Me plenty of push-button amusement. For instance, wrapping the device around the sack of your male and showing him you have the remote set to give the highest level of pain makes him stumble over himself in order to please, for fear of being zapped in his most vulnerable place.

I sometimes have men wear these devices under their pants when in public with Me. I keep the remote in My purse should the need to correct arise. Though My males are always trained to pamper, spoil and obey Me, I find the shock collar serves as an extra added incentive that puts a little more pep in their step. I honestly can’t think of a better place to correct a male than in this way; it punishes his maleness directly and brings about so much pain he’s likely to not make the same mistake again, and all this with very little effort on My part so I can spend more time enjoying life.

In that ideal contemporary matriarchal society I tend to dream about often, it would be a wonderful idea to somehow have an intricate shocking mechanism surgically implanted in the testicles of slaves, which only responds to the frequencies of their owners’ remotes. The dormant existence of the device couldn’t disrupt the production of sperm, of course, and would be safe enough to use so as to not cause long-term health problems through EMF.

Of course, that does bring to mind what happens internally to the male reproductive system when direct shock is administered through this method I use. I do consider what I’m doing to the sperm cells of the men I correct. Poor little tadpole critters. I suppose since breeding with My slaves usually isn’t on the top of My list, it’s not much of a concern at all. Bottom line? If you are serving Me and you value your little sperm factory, do what I say—especially considering the low-tech method I haven’t mentioned here but often use too: more than one swift and well-placed kick to the groin.

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Saharah’s Enlightened Despotism

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My slave Nanshakh has made another wonderful portrait of his Mistress, replete with a coffle of naked male victims all chained to each other in a very fitting way. Those familiar with My doctrine will find the image quite fitting, for it’s no mystery that in My perfect world, men would be chattel to Women, and little more. As you can see, I’m featured clad in leather here. Long-time members will note that I’m not much of a leatherist at all, but I think the outfit makes sense in this woodsy setting, and doesn’t look too bad on Me at all. The image to the left is a small preview of only a portion. Get the full version on Nanshakh’s site; it’s definitely worth seeing.

I’m enjoying the talents of this male I have inherited. He’s going to stay busy, busy.

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Humiliation—why?

Dear Saharah:

Why do we like being humiliated? Why is it ok to be degraded by words like “loser” and “worthless” in a scene, but not so good outside of one?

Michael

I’ve always found the concept of “humiliation” a bit of a mental tavern puzzle when you get into the nuts and bolts philosophy and psychology of D/s, and I’ve been meaning to share My further thoughts on this subject.   First, I should note two things:

1. Though they can be related, I think there is a difference between “degradation” and “humiliation”.  They may seem synonymous, but I don’t feel they really are.

2. The humiliation and degradation I speak of falls within the realm of lifestyle choice only; it is encapsulated in context of a relationship of some form.

Personally, I prefer degradation over humiliation, perhaps because one is fulfilled by the submissive side of the dynamic by being degraded in a fairly straight forward sense that I can measure more clearly. They are made to be “lower”—to be brought down, to be reminded of station.  From My experience, I find men who value degradation have a need to go beyond the theatrics of just being embarrassed or mocked.

There are many reasons why men fetishize consensual humiliation and degradation in or outside of actual slavery;  both often heighten a man’s feelings and makes him feel connected to the Woman through Her attention and intimacy.  For some men who enjoy transient “scenes”,  their love of humiliation/degradation can be for temporary self-debasement and ego knock-down.   Whatever the recipe or dynamic may be, there is a psychological excitement involved, but the individual is in reality secure to let himself go in a relatively safe environment.

Either way, humiliation, degradation and all the nuances in between are acceptable as they are expressions of some form of intimacy; your desire and feelings for the Woman and the bond it creates—even if transient—gives you internal permission to allow it to happen.  This is a far cry from allowing the entire world permission to degrade and humiliate you.  As I wrote in this post, I like to know My males are pathetic for Me, not pathetic males in general.

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Mailbag: What are you? No, seriously…

Dear Saharah:

Since you’re such a unique personality in Femdom, I was wondering how you identify yourself when talking about what you do to others who aren’t familiar with fetish or D/s. Would you call yourself a dominatrix, a prodomme, a Mistress or something else? I sometimes feel none of these ideas really hit you square on.

Respectfully,
Kevin


Dear Kevin,

This is really a reat question. I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to expound a little more about this subject, and you’ve provided one. Truthfully, I don’t see myself as fitting into any of those categories. For starters, while I do have a “fetish” website, I don’t top men for money as a professional dominatrix does. Don’t get me wrong—I don’t have a problem with that at all. Plenty of Women are doing just that and making a reasonable dime off it (you can learn more about that in this article or watching this video on youtube.com), but being paid by a “client” for fantasy fulfillment is just not something I find appealing for a number of reasons. “Dominatrix” just seems a bit dated and campy, not to mention too thigh-high and officer hat for me. I like “Mistress”, but again, popular consumption of the word just leaves me divorced from using it seriously in public.

Alpha Female, on the other hand, feels good to me personally, because all it really implies is that I tend to be dominant in my relations. It doesn’t mean I’m a top service projection, a prostitute for hire, someone’s extramarital interest of kinky friend between the sheets. It rings with an authorative “pack animal” status to me, so that’s why I tend to embrace it the most. For this reason, “Dominant Woman” would equally suffice.

I’d just like to add that though labels can be very helpful, we should never just see dominant Women (or submissive men, for that matter) as strictly one-dimensional beings, summed up perfectly in whatever moniker you (or they) choose. Labels are essential in communicating ideas and information, but they are just a starting point in referencing an aspect of personality or status.  Lets not forget the human behind them, boys.

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Dog Training Video I: SaharahEve.com

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. The fundamentals of psychological conditioning and physical cues for commands are covered with simple demonstrations of punishment and reward. You can access the video here (membership required).

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Artist Tribute: The Wonderful FemDom Artist and Writer: Nanshakh

Very few artists capture the essence of what I truly idealize in regards to the crueler manifestations and glory of Female Supremacy. I often find so-called fetish artists who draw the empowered Domina are just that: artists of fetish. They do not really seem to have much of a spirit or back story to their works, outside of the outfits and the sexual/or sadomasochistic acts themselves. With Nanshakh, we can see something else entirely: males are stripped naked, their heads sheered, their personally defining features muted into degrading interchangeability. They are truly slaves, assigned to filthy drudgery and menial tasks while their Mistresses go about life, radiant, sophisticatedly arrogant and held wrapped in the luxury of comfort and decadence—all at the expense of their slaves, of course. In Nanshakh’s world, Women beautifully divine and are worshiped as such. Men—bruised, lashed and emaciated from a life of labor and minimal care—groveling and scraping for a chance to simply lick a passing Goddess’s heel. They kneel so humbly and cower and pray endlessly to their superiors, enduring cruel torments inflicted upon them by their keepers, who seem more in love with each other than the lowly male creatures around and beneath them.  It’s really no secret I truly admire his style and technique, not to mention his subject matter. It’s likewise no great mystery that I have become his Muse and his Goddess, so perhaps I’m a little biased. 😉

 

I encourage you to peruse his free galleries and join his member area; you will be greeted by a robust gallery of Female Supremacy and delicious male thralldom.

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