Empowering Women

Promoting the writings of Ms Renee Lane and furthering the cause of #FemaleEmpowerment: ‘Finding Love Through Female Domination’ @ Amazon.

[nevermore901]

I don’t know how to write about this without sounding like I'm a little off my rocker. However, as we moved deeper in our FLR I noticed from his journal and our open share sessions that Butler was not so much a physical masochist as he had deep desires to experience emotional pain from my hands. It never bothered me to cause him physical pain, in fact in turned me on, but to hurt his feelings? That took some thought. How could I reject him but keep him in the circle of my love? Looking back, I never should have risked it. I gave him what he thought he wanted but it almost cost us everything. I'm wiser now. We both wanted to live on the edge. However, the edge can be very sharp indeed. Be careful.

[roan64mi-deactivated20181105]

Kneel down and worship the Goddess

[nevermore901]

“Honor, serve, and obey the women in your lives.”

@mistressreneelane

‘Finding Love Through Female Domination’

[nevermore901]

I'm in school and I am swamped. However, I have Butler. I spent ten years slowly painstakingly teaching him how to take care of me. He has pages of notes on how I like things done. Allow me to give you what I think is the best example of his education as my servant. The man can pack for me. Just think about that for a minute. In his journal, he has several pages of detailed info on what to pack for me for a weekend trip. I let him try on his own then I whipped him for doing it wrong. Afterwards, I carefully trained him. I repeated the cycle until he was proficient. It was fun for both of us. I have done this with a legion of other small practical services. Do you think the queen of England packs her own bag? I doubt it. Instead, she has a servant who has made it her mission to know the queen intimately. My point is, I had no plans to go back to school for a Phd when we started this journey. However, I was able to start school again because I knew he had my back. He is retired so he can give me his whole day. Lately, I have been using it. I'm not sure what the point of this message here is except to say that there is a beautiful practical side to the FLR lifestyle that is empowering to women and is bettering their careers. I think that the women here who dominate their men are the vanguard of a better world where women have more power. Dominating him was the best career choice I have ever made.

[nevermore901]

I almost missed an opportunity last night. My problem is that I am not naturally a demanding perfectionist bitch. I’m easy going by nature so when Butler told me that he had forgotten to pick up my dry cleaning I initially dismissed it. After all, his list of things to do for me yesterday had been quite long. However, I admitted to myself that I felt a twinge of disappointment because I had wanted to wear the skirt that was still at the cleaners. I made myself pause and really consider if dismissing his mistake was the right thing to do. I've been dominating him for years but I'm still learning. When I first started I had a lot of trouble allowing myself such selfish feelings. I know that sounds kind of crazy but hey, I don't have to be anyone but who I am. I'm freaking polite by nature. After some thought, I decided to make it an issue. I sat for a minute and carefully blew on my small ember of irritation until it grew into a red hot bitchy rage. Oh, it felt wonderful. I put him on his hands and knees and whipped him through his jeans as I harped at him about seeing each of my requests as a sacred duty. It was all so utterly over the top and wicked but he meekly accepted it as his due. Afterwards, I felt purged and revived from the frustrations of the week. He felt more submissive to me. Damn, it’s good to be a dominatrix.

[nevermore901]

With the wealth of experienced doms here on fetlife I'm guessing that many of you have experienced this. At first it perplexed me but I am reminded of how much work I’ve put into this relationship. I have been seriously pursuing this lifestyle for over a decade with him. Now, I think Butler is experiencing what psychologists call the Stockholm Syndrome. This is when a captive begins to experience the world from the viewpoint of his captor. I hoped that this might happen one day. Lately, he has more readily accepted my criticisms concerning his service to me. He even suggests more severe disciplines and more daunting work schedules. He seems to be participating fully in his own destruction as an individual. I think he is doing this to avoid psychic pain. I believe he never again wants to feel any confusion about wanting to be anything other than my slave. I’m guessing that this confusion has only caused him additional stress. Consequently, he wants to stay directly under my thumb. It seems I have altered his instinctual drive toward freedom to instead move in the direction of complete surrender to me. It’s a little scary but at the same time it is tremendously exciting. My domination of him has taken on a life of its own.

[antifaboxingirl]

8 march 2017 - feminist protest - Vienna

[nevermore901]

“Honor, serve, and obey the women in your lives.”

@mistressreneelane

‘Finding Love Through Female Domination’

[nevermore901]

I have had a lot of tools at my disposal to bring my sub to surrender but one of the most powerful is my phone. If I peg him, milk him, or whip him, in a particularly harsh manner then I often task my phone to capture the moment. I show him these videos to him frequently so he can see and hear what he has become. I want to alter his self-image. “No real man would allow his partner to shove dildos up his ass!” Or, so I tell him. I love him but I want to continue to purge him of any shred of macho pride and independence. This brings us even closer. We’ve come a long way toward this goal.

[nevermore901]

I have made many mistakes with my sub but one of my successes was sending him to beauty school to learn how to do my nails. I love this service that he now provides. When I told him about beauty school, he argued that he wanted to learn from me but I suspected correctly that he felt embarrassment about being the only middle aged male at the school. He rarely tried to deny me anything so I didn’t often have a reason to be displeased with him. However, I knew I shouldn’t miss the chance to put him in his place. I was secretly amused but I pretended to be offended by his reluctance and allowed myself to wind up into a tempest of a snit. I told him that he would attend and as punishment I would dress him for his first day! I have never been interested in feminizing Butler but the morning of his class I put him in black stretch skinny jeans and a lacy blouse I purchased especially for that moment. He looked about as gay as a man can look. He’s not homophobic but I will never forget his stunned and slightly mortified look as he put on his new clothes. No one would suspect him of being heterosexual in this outfit. After he left, I felt completely empowered. I also had a good long laugh at his pride and promised myself that I would continue to be on the lookout for future opportunities to embarrass him. That afternoon, I informed him of my decision to dress him each day in a similar outfit until he had a certificate from the school that certified him as a nail technician. He had to learn that his sense of manhood and even his outward orientation was something for me to decide. He was a very good student.

[nevermore901]

I would never kick a man in the testicles who wanted me to kick him. That wouldn't work for me at all. Luckily for me, I know my sub hates and fears it. I admit this is why it turns me on so much. I clearly remember the first time I did it to him. I gave him the "four" signal which means he is to get on his hands and knees. I stood behind him in my heels. I could see him watching me between his legs. I told him what I was going to do. I could see him trembling. His response to what I told him I was going to do was tremendously exciting to me. He was afraid! I didn't try to kick him like I was kicking a soccer ball downfield. I just gave him a swift vicious little flick of the foot. I will never forget his response. He immediately clutched his balls with both hands and collapsed to the floor moaning while rocking back and forth.. Oh, that was an enormously gratifying moment for me. I had reduced this big strapping man to a mewing puddle on the floor. I remember that I icily demand that he resume the position so I could do it again. It was fan-fucking-tastic. The first time was great but it is still great. I get a little giddy and light headed when I do it. I don't do it too often. I don't kick too hard. But when he seriously displeases me or I really want to assert my domination over him- kicking him in his testicles is my first choice to quickly bring him to an attitude of surrender. Yikes, it's working on me as I type. I get to kick him anytime I want! Even after all of these years it still feels fresh and dangerous. I love being a dominatrix. I couldn't be anything else.

[mistressnatalie]

On your knees!

[xrayeyesblue]

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[nevermore901]

“Honor, serve, and obey the women in your lives.”

@mistressreneelane

‘Finding Love Through Female Domination’

[nevermore901]

I've been a practicing atheist most of my life but maybe if, as a young person, I had been introduced to the feminine aspect of of the divine I might have been more interested in spirituality. Now I find myself on the cusp of middle age seeking a spiritual path. I invited a divinity student into my coven of dominant women and together we wrote a liturgy. Our coven started meeting once a month to practice our new religion. Of course we felt silly at first but we persisted. When we meet we sing, we chant, and we dance in a circle. It's starting to feel more natural. I have always believed that the world might be a better place if we dethroned our "father god" and replaced him with a Goddess. We started the practice as way to empower us as dominant women. Our males are not allowed to attend our service. Of course we had to include them in some way but I won't tell you about ritually whipping a man at the end of our service in what we call the Sacrifice. I know you don't want to hear about that.

[nevermore901]

I've watched wonderful gay, lesbian, and trans movies. I even yawned my way through "50 Shades" but where is OUR movie? I want a FLR movie that doesn't end in destruction but ends in love! I want it intense! Will we forever be in the closet? Can ANYONE out there write a screen play? I have zero experience and little talent but every woman here has a story. I even have a book! I want a movie about a loving sub, whips, chastity, domestic service, cuckoldry, and female empowerment!

[nevermore901]

I love submissive men. One of the best ways I can tell that a man is truly submissive is when they ask for nothing. Not my time or my attention. Then this special kind of man, such as Kneelsbeforeu, goes off and tries to do something for me without me asking for it. He just started a FetLife group about my book, Fans of Renee Lane, so others can discuss my book. I doubt very seriously anything much will come of it but It was a very sweet thing to do. In response I sent him a picture of myself that I thought was too revealing to post. I think he will be discreet. His action was creative and unexpected. Major brownie points. This is how men find a to woman to serve. A man like him serves all worthy women, not just the ones in black leather, until some woman has the sense to scoop him up. I found Butler because he was nice to older women who had no particular sexual power. I watched him for a long time before I culled him from the herd. Now, go and do likewise. Worship and serve the women you see everyday.

[nevermore901]

FetLife is a dangerous place. Political scientists know that when groups of Liberals or Conservatives gather with other like-minded people, the talk usually becomes more radical without the social governances of polite disagreement. The same thing has happened to me on FetLife. I thought I was out on the extreme edge but I have met some really far out people here. Even if only half of what I hear is true then I’m not too crazy. If they can do it then I can too. I’ve had a sub for ten years that I cherish but listening to some of the things that some men are willing to go through makes me think that I need more than one sub. I need one to love and one to destroy and then toss out. Oh, the thought of doing that to a man makes me want to swoon. I’m in the middle of getting an advanced degree so I’m too damn busy to take on another project but when I have time I know what I want. I’m going to find a man I don’t even like. You know, just for fun. “What demon possessed me that I behaved so well?” If you are a man then you should worry that this normalizing process is working on you as well. You could end up over your head if you're not careful. Be careful, but follow your bliss.

[nevermore901]

I was gob smacked when I first discovered that some men actually desire to be kept in chastity. My sub, Butler, never wanted it. I started putting him in chastity when I discovered that my girlfriend would become much more comfortable if he was locked while she was visiting me. He hated it. He still does. He complains of chaffing, discomfort, and sleeplessness. I don’t leave him in for longer than a few days at a time. One month was his longest period. His health is my responsibility so I am careful about longer sentences. I use chastity as a punishment when I feel he needs to focus more on me. Boy, does it work. He has always exhibited the confident easygoing masculinity of an alpha male but when he’s in chastity I see him transform into a meeker and more attentive man. He seems to shrink in stature when he is locked. At the same time, after locking him, I instantly feel six inches taller. I especially love going to parties while he is in chastity. Normally, he’s quite gregarious. However, when he is locked he tends to hover in the background obediently watching to see if I need anything. The first time I noticed this personality change I also noted a change in myself. I have never been particularly flirtatious with men in public but seeing him reduced brought out a sexually provocative side to my nature. We were at a party that was partially filled with the young male college friends of the son of our host. One young man seemed especially enamored of me despite our age difference. Oh, I had so much fun flirting with him while Butler helplessly watched from across the room. It wasn’t necessary to do anything else but flirt to reinforce the message that I had much more sexual power than my sub. I could feel his burning lust for me even from a distance. Other than enjoying myself, stimulating his need was the point of it all. I learned a lot in that moment about both of us. His role and my role became much clearer. His chastity empowered me while at the same time making him a more malleable slave. Be careful but follow your bliss.

[nevermore901]

My sub, Butler, and I often travel during the holidays. In public, especially in our hometown, I purposefully keep our FLR relationship discreet but when traveling I allow myself a few liberties. For example, when we pulled to up to our hotel in Asheville NC this week we both knew our roles. Butler has been trained to try to make one trip in bringing in our luggage. I love the contrast it makes when I march ahead of him unburdened while he struggles behind me carrying too much baggage. This week, for example, I stepped through the front door of the hotel, as we have practiced, carrying only my purse. I made the room arrangements at the desk while he stood patiently behind me loaded with luggage. After receiving the room key I turned to him and placed it in his front pocket because both of his arms were full. Then in a voice I pitched just loud enough for the two desk clerks and the other guests in line to hear, I harangued him for a full minute in a bossy tone. “Here you are at last! It took you long enough.” I took my purse off of my shoulder, removed my wallet, and slung it around his neck like a noose. I went on, “Take these bags to our room and hang up my clothes. Iron anything that needs ironing and fold the rest. Don’t just wad my underclothes in the drawer like last time. Fold everything neatly or I’ll be angry. I’ll be in the bar having a drink. Don’t dawdle! My cousin will be picking us up in half an hour. If you’re not down here in thirty minutes you’ll have to walk.” Then for contrast, I kissed him quickly on the cheek. I turned and left him to the stares of the staff and other nearby guests. As I strutted into the bar with a swing in my hips, I could feel every eye on me but most importantly I knew I had his eye. Whenever I do something like that I can feel his red hot lust for me. It warmed me while I had my drink. I love traveling.

[nevermore901]

The picture is not of me or Heather but it has the right feel. It has been very important for me to have at least one woman cheering me on as I explored a FLR with my submissive male. It was my friend Heather who gave me the idea of buying a pedicab. She always referred to him as a “beast of burden.” When I saw my first pedicab in NYC, I immediately came home and ordered one. We leave it in our vacation home in Florida. It’s a small town. While there we almost stop using the car. No one from out vanilla life knows us there. We love the anonymity. The pedicab is the kind of thing all three of us have come to love. It’s female domination in plain sight. After much debate I finally convinced Heather that she shouldn’t whip him while he pedals. At least she shouldn’t do so in broad daylight. We don’t want to scare our sweet elderly neighbors. We don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable but at the same time we want to push against the constraints of a confining vanilla world. One day our lifestyle will be as acceptable as a gay or lesbian couple. The sooner the better.