#lady boss

be scared; be very fearful

you want a raise in your salary; what are you willing to do to get it

you know you deserve this; and much much more

you will learn the company rules; at the end of my cane

spankingtushnthegiblets:

fame mistress spanks a  tush-up

early seed in my ‘lady boss’ chapter of my twisted brain

the weekly report is still not finished; well some heat in your seat should get you going

it’s late; everyone has gone home; if you want to keep your job; strip; get hard; & fuck me till i scream

freeze; hands above your head; i’m from HR; our software indicated that at this very moment you are looking at the ‘my femdom boss.com’ web page; well mister you will find out what happens to employees who look at porn during work hours

elegancedominance:

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late again; 28 minutes this time; that’s 28 cuts; bare your butt; bend over; i will help you with time management

well i see that you need correction again

naughtyboymatthew:

The strict Christian School Principal with her paddle.

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it’s been a hard day; massage my feet again

what part of strip or you are fired did you not understand

is this a happy look; i think not; you f–ked up; now strip and accept your punishment 

i’ve received complaints; you’ve been looking down the blouses of your coworkers; AGAIN

this is your second week as my PA; no more excuses for not following my commands

you stupid intern; i said no sugar in my coffee

your drug test came back today; you failed; if you want to keep working at my company; you have to pass my cane test; i beat you; you hold position; you keep your job

you idiot; your mistakes cost my company lots of money; lots of cane cuts will just start to fix that

you will not contradict me in front of clients; i will make sure of that

annoyingwizard:

Upon getting outside the house his friends asked him, Robbie, what did your step mom mean when she told you to be home at the *appointed hour* or else. What’s that all about - you’re in college man!

I really don’t know. I think she’s just showing off. She’s just used to having her way all the time.

You said she used to teach in a private school overseas?

She was the head mistress of an exclusive finishing school in England, I was told. The old gal probably thinks of me as one of her former pupils.

Be careful she doesn’t put you in detention {ha-ha-ha}

He fails to share with them the *laying down* of the rules he will be held to, during her settling into the home, she had with him.

Over his protest and objections, she put limits on his coming and goings, established the order of command in then house and told him quite specifically what the consequences would be if he was not compliant with her rules.

As big as you think you are young man, you are not too big to be put across my knee or getting a good thrashing if your behavior deserves it! Although there wasn’t *detention* mentioned gating or grounding was. All in all he was to be taken back to his grade school days as far as discipline was concerned.

An early *test* as to her resolve was met by a demonstration of just how serious a disciplinarian she was. He was danced around the room, unable to thwart the application of *the stick* to his backside and legs, followed by a pants down trip across her knee for a spanking that renewed all the tears and begging he did being *danced*.

He spent the next two days not being allowed out of her sight and was taught the meaning of obedience as she saw it.

Even on the *mandatory* trips accompanying her outside, shopping; not responding properly to her sharp rebukes could earn him an embarrassing trip to the ladies room!

No, Robbie did want to *share* his family secrets with his friends - they just wouldn’t understand [how much her spankings hurt]. After all, she was a professional with a lifetime of sore bottoms behind her.  

annoyingwizard:

Frustrated, after all those years of not being allowed to *discipline* us as she wished, due to father’s  interference and protection, our stepmother gathered the three of us [my two sisters and myself] together and explained how life was going to be around here, now that we no longer had our father around to hinder her.

She made no secret that we were to be held to strict standards of behavior, and that if we stepped out of line ,and chose to be disobedient *children* ; the results of such actions would be both painful and embarrassing for us - regardless of age!

She made *no bones* about what type of *sanctions* we faced if we [chose to] misbehave(d) [putting the responsibility for what Will happen if, on us]and got quite graphic in her description of her methods of her dealing with us.

I spank long and hard enough to assure that the offense won’t be committed any time in the near future, she warned, and always on a bare bottom, to see how well my efforts are *getting across*! Combine this with the use of certain *teaching aids*, like a hairbrush or belt, as well as my hand, and I think - well, you get the point! 

And just to put an end to any argument you’re thinking of giving me about being too *old or too big* for me to spank we [our ages ranged from my older sister, Lynn, nineteen, to me, the boy at sixteen, to my kid sister, Beth at thirteen] let me tell you here and now, I don’t care how old you are! Misbehave or disobey me and I will make you one sorry young lady or young man!

We were dismissed after that and Lynn [whether by intent or by mistake] was overheard issuing the invective “Bitch”.  

She was promptly snatched by the hair and dragged into our stepmom’s bedroom and the door was slammed shut.

There was angry screaming at first and then there was frantic begging and apologies. This was followed by more screaming, but of a different sort. Instead of anger it was pleas for *IT* to stop and more and more urgent promises “to be good”!

The beating went on for over ten minutes, til there was only crying and sobbing heard.

Our Sister emerged from the room, held firmly by our stepmother[who was still brandishing her hairbrush]. Sis holding her jeans and panties in a bundle into her chest, and was oblivious to anyone else in the room. She was led upstairs, crying bitterly, on the way to her bedroom, displaying “one red and blistered ass”.

In her bedroom we heard the sounds of a spanking again. But this time it lasted [thankfully] only about twenty seconds, as our nineteen year old sister was ordered to bed for the night - it was two in the afternoon!

We didn’t see her [sis] until she was ordered down for breakfast. Seeing her walking like an old lady and sitting down [as she was ordered], set the tone for all of our behavior for the next couple of months.

Lynn, who usually ignored me, was more than *congenial* to me when I asked, how she was felling. She called me into her room and lifted the dress she was wearing. She didn’t have panties on [she said, even they hurt], and showed me the condition of her butt. How do think I feel - Butthead [returning to her familiar nature]! 

By the overall deep purple and black and blue look of your backside and thighs, I’d say Mom knows what she’s talking about, when it comes to spanking! And it will be a long time before you call her a ‘Bitch’ again.

Y’think, she said, and ushered me out.

time for your performance review;  an orgasm keeps you working today; seven orgasms keeps you working here another week

TGIF!!

I need a drink!

lankyhype:

emmamunger:

I was SO sure that Abbi Jacobson and a friend parked outside the comic book store yesterday that I nearly dropped an entire handful of Sandman comics – I ran to the door of the shop to see if it was really her but she was walking away and on the phone and I nearly yelled out “ABBI, I WENT TO MICA TOO U R THE BESTEST COME IN HERE AND READ COMIX W/ ME!” but I lost my nerve and resolved to having missed an amazing opportunity. Turns out it wasn’t even her (I stalked her twitter just to make sure she hadn’t mentioned SF) because s few hours later I went to get some pretzel goldfish from the corner store and ran into the doppelganger. Still got a little starstruck not gunna lie. The girl musta thought I was the weirdest….

BUT yeah, can never get enough Broad Cityyyyy

For this reblog I decided to hone in on a text very close to my heart: BROAD CITAAAAY. Anyway, I searched “broad city tattoos”, due to the fact that BC tattoos have been something I’ve seen fans of the series getting all over my instagram feed. In search of something particularly transformative, I instead stumbled across this post. I found this post rather interesting for a number of reasons. Most notably, I was taken with (and this might be a profound reading) how the digital age has played a role in this fans life, and, I’m guessing, many other fans of the text as well. The enthusiastic fan was able to “track” Abbi Jacobson by virtue of Jacobson’s active social media use. I know this because I follow Jacobson on almost every social media platform there is. In turn, the fan felt comfortable enough to reach out to Abbi if it was indeed her. I myself would’ve felt the urge to connect with Jacobson if I saw her in person because her active use on social media almost reads as an invitation to get to know her a little better. Even if it’s just to say hello. I would also like to make note of the pathological quality ingrained in this post and its relation to gender. The author of this post is said to be at a comic shop. As discussed in lecture as well as seen in a few screenings- women who are into comics are a novelty to your ordinary male comic aficionado. I thoroughly enjoy this addition to the post mainly because she doesn’t draw attention to it. She’s just a fan, indulging in what she constitutes as a fan for herself. In terms of pathology, however, her behavior when seeing Jacobson’s doppleganger is what Jensen would categorize as obsessed loner pathology. So, in conclusion, this fan has indulged in what the digital age has provided her, and slides around on the fan gender spectrum. 

Alrighhty that was a weird read ~~ good weird, I think? 

WELL, perfect timing for this analysis to be posted because THIS obsessed loner has her original Broad City Pin-ups for saleeeee! Fresh from the sweeet walls of Meltdown Comic’s show room where Eat More Art Out threw a dope-ass event called NOMO FOMO: An Art Show about Broads in the City and it was hosted by the Nerdist! OMG, it was so fun to be apart of! But my piece didn’t sell so I have it back and was hoping some BC fan out there might want it to adorn their wall <3 

IF SO~ check it out right here: 

http://emmart.bigcartel.com/product/broad-city-pin-ups-original-painting