The BOSS
She's ruthless. She's relentless. She's a total bitch who will exploit your desperation and abuse her power in every way. From her immaculately tailored suits, to her sharp designer heels, and even sharper tongue, her [...]
And We’re Off…
Apart from the odd corpse of a Christmas tree still lying drunkenly in the street, I think we can safely breathe a sigh of relief and assign all-things festive to the loft for another year. [...]
Make it Merry. Make it Malicious.
She's making a list, she's checking it twice, gonna find out who's naughty... ....and simply deserves tying down, stuffing like a seasonal turkey, and subjecting to agonising and humiliating predicaments for one last time in [...]
Twelve Strokes….
Darkness falls across the land, settling like black snow on the sun-starved city. Shadows dance like twisted apparitions, and icy fingers pinch and tug at every exposed extremity. So don't be shy, come crowd around [...]
Alice’s Back (SIC)
Well it's been a lovely long hot summer full of epicurean adventures, and sadistic liaisons in the sunshine. I found myself in Paris just last weekend, celebrating the change of seasons with vintage champagne, exquisite [...]
Oral Exercises for the Tongue-tied
The feeble little bird, his vibrant breast shimmering in the sunshine, squawked until his poor throat must have turned the same shade as his flashy red feathers. With as much petulance as determination, he chirped [...]
A Picture Paints a Thousand Words…
And in the absence of any time to select, organise and polish any perfect words, I think the gift below will more than suffice for now. Having said that, a sloppy slave paintbrush and canvas [...]
A Little Update from the Malice Palace
Well they say absence makes the heart grow fonder (or is that absinthe?), so I will now be away for the rest of the month whilst my precious wrist is subject to a minor adjustment [...]
Beaver Fever and the Brand New
‘Everything is bigger and better in Texas’…or so the saying goes. And whilst enjoying a road trip to Dallas with my collared slave last year, I discovered once and for all that this wasn’t just [...]
Booted Blessings….
Busted Baubles, swishing candy canes and stuffed turkeys….ho ho ho. It’s definitely beginning to look a lot like Christmas. And just before I kick you deplorable slaves to the curb one last time [...]