Madam Ji, Paye Lagu!

Pooja Memsahib … JI! (and her kick up my…

Big big news on TWO fronts!

One, I spent a lot of yesterday working on an ODE – or 25 of them, actually a Madam, a Goddess, so much so that her feet and soles should be indeed ENSHRINED (much like Mistress Sadie, another domina of yore did in her Yahoo! Groups back when they had ‘em (and which yours truly WROTE about, hehe)) in order fo rall worshippers to WORSHIP.

Move over Durga, Kali, and any of the Goddesses that are revered and admired in that part of the world!

Pooja Memsahib is the one to worship – those LEGS, cavles and SOLES especially!

“Zor se!”

SMACK!

I can almost hear it, and in case you think these tales of servitude are made up – think – again.

Unfortunately or not, that is how domestic help is treated in the subcontinent even today, and
“White Elephant”, the upcoming Bollywood movie with an equally gorgeous Ms. Priyanka will (or should, anyway) potray this pretty well.

Anyway, this ode was done yesterday.

Priced at $45.99 and instant digital download like all my other products!

But Pooja Memsahib gave me a virtual SMACK this morning as you can see on the sales page (basically, she ORDERED me to reduce the price – – for NOW!)

“I Want more people to know of your utter and CRAVEN SUBMISSION to ME – BOY!”

And when Pooja decrees, I better do it or else.

I didnt agree, but groveled and did it anyway.

And so – grab this NOW at th ereduced price while you can! It will NOT last forever, that I WILL tell you!

And why am I writing this to you?

Well, thats one reason.

Another reason is PAPERBACKS.

I’ve been noticing that a lot of you Watson faithful (that site which includes FREE membership to all digital downloads) have ALSO – – in ADDITION – – to the digital downloads been purchasing PHYSICAL books from elsewhere!

Which is fine and expected, of course.

True masterpieces should be gotten and treasured like the treasures they are, there at your SIDE – – librarry – or bathroom, as the case might be (or bedroom).

And it’s the same for Mike Watson’s PATHBREAKING books on femdom.

Now, earlier you’d order these from Amazon etc.

But being I might just stop selling there altogether, I am (effective soon) going to enable PAPERBACK purchase options on this site as well!

Digital download will still be available, but now you’ll have the choice to get paperbacks off THIS SITE!

Which to me is the icing on the cake, or the dirt under Pooja’s feet, whichever is more valuable to YOU. For me, it’s the latter, hehe.

(not really, but you get the point).

These books will be delivered off Amazon – – bascially they will say “author copies” at the bottom or somewhere, but that will be the only thing – – other than that, normal paperbacks as you’d expect.

And thats the big news – – for now.

I’m off to do Pooja’s bidding.

Oh wait. I did that already!

And now, Im off to undertake a HUGE task – – which is to change all the purchase options etc on the site, but I should be done in a few hours – check back!

And thats that for now.

Back SOON.

Best ,

Mike Watson’s

PS – Indian femdom books are available right HERE.

Gossip is the FUEL – or should be –…

And cock, of course!

But hey. I’ve written before about my S.O. (current S.O.) and a certain lady she ostensibly (and apparently) “works for”.

The dynamics of the relationship seem somewhat complex, and I haven’t really gotten into it. Sometimes perfect Madam Mona, who I wrote about before, who will NOT, I repeat, NOT let you sleep more than 3 hours a night (BOY!) is the boss.

Sometimes my fiery Madam is!

(My SO)

And she delivers quite a kick. Swollen balls, and then some!

And I love it, hehe.

But anyway …

(not to mention My SO literally whacks me so hard that my “white” (or fair) cheeks turn into purple BUTTER as I wrote about before, but that isn’t the point).

Point being this. They had a disagreement. They’ve been having it for ages.

Mona Madam seems to be on the wrong side of this big time (if we’re looking at this professionally).

And I’ll write about that on the other site!

But …

… “personally”?

She ended up getting into a disagreement with Madam.

And then went about “gossiping” about it to everyone esle on the planet.

Or, her Whatsapp group or something.

Unprofessional yes.

But I can feel it.

Madam is frustrated.

“You’re so RUDE, boy!”

(insert “girl”, except she couldn’t tell me SO that!)

“You better get me more business, BOY!”

And more.

And that explains why my SO got UPSET. Big time. And she’s been in a bad mood for the past week or so. Ugh (or YAY!). Hehe.

She’s such a Queen too!

But anyway, in this battle of the Queens, this here CUCKIE boy sits here quietly, ever writing, ever leaking, ever ready to release a new PRODUCT.

Which he will as soon as he gets done writing this email (or he’ll create it, and then release it).

And he loves the gossip!

Thats why I spoke so much to Princess Sophia, her of the “soulmater” and “you can never have sex with me, you idiot!” fame.

Thats why I speak to ALL These ladies! Madam Susan included …

So they can unload on me.

And whack me when the mood takes them, with NO reservations.

And I’d kiss their feet for it!

Paye Lagu, Mona Madam Ji – and all of you ladie ou tthere.

It’s truly ALL about you, and you having your cake, and eating it too.

(and you deserve it!)

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – HERE is where you can pick up the Indian Goddess series! Do so now … BOY!

(Or “Mona Madam” might just be after YOU, hehe)

Chal moti! Kam kar!

I just got a KICK from my SO, a giggly one at that.

With that foot outstretced!

For those that have asked, no, The perfect Goddess in the pop up on the page is NOT my SO.

But my SO is equally gorgeous.

You know … women all are!! They’re all so nice, sexy, gorgeous and … dominant!

Paye Lagu, Madam JI!

And the pop will REMAIN, hehe. No matter what, bro!

Yes, I know you dont want to sign up, but you SHOULD. Hehe.

And anyway, as I was pressing her legs, she kicked me away.

“Chal moti! Ja Jakar Kam kar!”

which roughly translates into “Out, fattie! Go and do your WORK!”

Difference here, of course is the language.

“Mota” would mean she’s talking to a guy, no matter how sissified.

“Moti” is used for females.

Now, Miss V knows for one I’m NOT fat. So does My SO, hehe.

I have a fitness biz to run, and keep myself in top shape, and it keeps topping Miss Vs account up too, hehe.

And she deserves it – along with Sophia, the best neighbor ever (was it any surprise that Miss V was the next in line, after Sophia, hehe).

Those shoes. That shoe rack. I’ll never forget it.

I think I’ll try and find a picture sometime. I know I took it!

Anyway, point begets, and it is this.

Being called a female name. Being referred to as a girl – quite literally – takes sissy dom to a whole new level altogether!

And why do I write about this on this site?

Because Ms. Priyanka understood it the best!

Towards the end of the sequels to Serving an Indian Goddess – somethign happens that has NOT happened in any of my books.

Not, not even the Princess Krystal series!

Wanna find out what it is?

Well, pick up the books NOW …

And in the meantime.

Yes. I’m happy to be a Girl. I love it so much!

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – Paye Lagu, Madam ji! Kanta bai apki naukrani HAI!

PS #2 – I can still hear her . “tere ko ladki bana diya!” 

Tee hee! (it translates to “I made you a girl!”) 

So you did perfect Madam. 

So you … DID! I always WAS … 

Dekthi kya hai! Ankhen Noch Dungi!

Oh … boy!

Ill never forget the Pakistani lady I once saw (and the older lady in “Anmol”, a bollywood flick of YORE).

The first had two ladies she was humiliating.

One was pressing her feet assidiously.

“Jor Laga! Hathon me Dam nahin bacha kya?”

Do it harder, girl! Don’t you have STRENGTH in those hands?

Ahhh, she relaxed, crooning to herself as the poor girl tried harder!

Her feet were not pretty. She was OLD, fat and ugly … and she was such a Goddess, I’d empty my bank account for her right NOW!

Paye Lagu, Madam JI!

Another young girl came in.

“Dafa ho ja!” Madam aimed a KICK at girl #1, who left hurriedly.

And the other girl started to press Madam’s feet, and they started talking in a dominant – submissive manner.

“Tere ko nikalne dungi tab na!” laughed Madam in an imperious manner as the girl was talking about going to work in town to repay a debt she owed Madam.

(and thats why Madam enslaved her, so goes the story).

And when Madam denies the request … (what she said above was “yeah right! Dream on, bitch!”) … she looked at her angrily, and then it came.

“How DARE YOU LOOK AT ME!!”

How dare a slave even look Madam in the eyes!

“Ankhen noch ke boti ban dungi!”

(I’ll pinch your eyes out and us ethme as DiCE!)

She is so right, and I understand why in ancient Indian feudal houses and indeed palaces (the owners were treated like Kings and queens), the servants literally “walked backwards” with their eyes DOWN so as to avoid the following – looking Master or Mistress directly in the eye – and NOT showing them their back!

And Ms. Priyanka taught me this so well too!

She’d kick me often, and of course, the ass worship.

Indian girls are so deliciously dominant!

And of course, Master. Su and Jerome.

My eyes would always water down to his PACKAGE – and if you’re a true cuck or sissy you knwo what I mean.

That package, not HIM is what you need to get accquainted with, boy!

Her SOLES – ass – and feet – BOY!

And thats really it … boy! Paye Lagu, Madam Susan – you deserve a mention here too !

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – More such SCINTILLATING, TILTILATING tales of Indian femdom right HERE. They’ll leave you leaking, sissy!

Mein Gal ka Butter banana janti hun!

Instant hard time for yours truly sissified!

Ever seen that POSE … well, the one pose I’ve written about is when she is ready to KICK you away with the ball (or entire) foot!

Truly priceless, outstretched or outraised leg .. Madam Priyanka did this so often to me!

And often times completely unannounced, as I’d wash her feet over and over again, and she’d kick me irritably away.

“Bhag Yahan se! Ja jake Bartan Maz!”

Now, and again.

Yours truly’s Hindi is very rusty indeed!

But it means the following.

“Off with you, boy! Go do the dishes or something! Don’t bother me!”

That last phrase being the vibe.

And thats what so nice about femdom.

I’m not bothering her (i wasn’t).

I was SERVING her. Like she TOLD me to.

Ordered me to!

And yet, this treatment. No thank you, or nothing, and Paye Lagu, Madam!

I Dont deserve it! It’s all about YOU having your cake and eating too. THAT Look in the eye!

Anyway, pose #2 is when she’s ready to slap you, those fingernails painted either red or blue.

Post #3, of course, the raised forefinger.

“Listen, boy! And don’t argue!”

So confident, dehumanzing, humiliating, and … a clear sign of HER superority.

My current SO is from the Indian subcontinent.

And, this afternoon we were eating “rajma chawal” a dish apparently popular in that part of the sub continent.

Kidney beans and rice, and she cooked up a mean storm, and I remember asking her something or the other.

Something.

I think I asked if she knew how to “make butter out of an apple” or some inane thing I saw on some Youtube video she-deo (I hate most social media, as you guys on here can tell!) … I would have made a joke out of it too.

WHACK!

And my ears RANG!

I know this too, boy she said, raising her palm.

Those fingernails painted BLUE!

I know how to make BUTTER out of your cheeks!

And leave an imprint … BOY!

Which is what the title of this post translates into, if I’ve got it right.

She said it in Hindi. So I think I have!

And THAT, my friend is that.

Madam, please DO make butter out of my “gal”.

I deserve it, love it, and you’re so SUPERIOR And a GODDESS!

Paye Lagu, Memsahib … JI!

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – You might not believe it, but my S.O. knows Garima Madam very well, and also I believe Pooja Memsahib JI. Much like a lot of people don’t believe that the tales in my CHINESE FEMDOM series actually took place – they won’t believe this either.

But believe me, my friend. Being a sissified male has many advantages, as does being cucked and locked! 😉

(the above is just one, hehe).

The way Madam Vandana emphasized the “L” …

Mike Watson

Michael … with the L emphasized!

IS that my real name?

Well, readers of my list and site knows, or they should at least if you’ve been paying attention. Really, it is out there in full view!

And anyway, the way perfect Madam Vandana, my high school Physics teacher, her of the lovely perfect sized FEET, with toes ALWAYS painted red, and she wore those sandals which made her lovely white soles DIRTY!

She loved “tight salwars” (bascially the Indian version of tight pants) and they emphasized the foot so much more!

On the other site I’ve written about why I LOVE salwars … and there is a reason. Do a search, and yer shall find, hehe.

But anyway, I believe she KNEW in a way I liked her. And her feet.

And I think she did too, in a wierd way!

“R … ooops, I mean Michael ………..” I can still hear her say!

In THAT voice!

Not the “I know your a sissy”, confidence.

But the “we’re friends, how can you act silly” type of things girls do which is SO CUTE!

Sort of like when a police officer in HK causally touched me on the shoulder once during some disturbance in Hong Kong.

I think yours truly was trying to visit a HSBC branch or something.

Fitting eh. Money, boy!

And the young police officer came over, and touched me ont he shoulder in that friendly manner ladies just “have” when they’re comfortable with you.

This cannot be faked. Either it happens or it doesnt!

“Don’t go there” was all she said.

I smiled, thanked her, and walked away, and that was that!

I’ll recount another tale of another police officer soon, but for now?

That was that … and that WAY is why I find these girls so cute, and love to worship them!

Because deep down inside, every sissy knows what Princess Sophia said is RIGHT.

“I’m married, boy! So we can be soul mates, but nothing else!”

Yes, Madam.

IT makes it so worth it!!!

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – I LOVE being “best friends” and nothing else with women. Paye Lagu, Madam … JI!

PS #2 – Pick up tales on Indain femdom HERE.

Why sari clad legs are so, so sexy –…

I’m watching a movie right now. It’s almost 1 AM in this here neck of the woods, but of course – working for oneself has its benefits!

It also means I’m always full of ideas.

And right now, more than anything else I wish for one thing.

That Pooja Memsahib JI was with me, lying comfortably on the sofa, one foot in my lap wagging away, and the other on my shoulders as it were a foot rest. Or wherever she chose…

… preferably as she smoked, drank, and IGNORED me, watching the very alpha male movie I’m watching!

That sari clad leg.

That orange sari, that blue sari hiked up to ankle, or mid calf. JUST THE RIGHT amount!

You get to see only the lower part of my body, boy!

That means the ankles. Feet. And soles of course, which you get to know better than YOURSELF, boy!

Paye Lagu, Memsahib – you’re right.

So was Susan Madam Ji!

But I’ve written often about the sari, and how it lends itself so expertly to femdom.

The back and shoulders are usually always visible, ready to be ‘pressed’ at a minute’s notice!!

The tummy – corpulent as it were is always visible.

WORSHIP those layers of fat, boy!

And when it comes to Pooja, I DO worship them.

Susan. Pooja. Any lady. It’s never about her body, boy!

HER MIND is what counts.

And that lovely foot wagging away, as I keep pressing it as she watches brings back memories of another girl.

A lady that enslaved me SO expertly from the word go.

A lady to whom my FIRST book on femdom was (is) dedicated.

That being, my Ms. Priyanka!

Perfect Ms. Priyanka!

It all started that night when we were watching a movie at her house, with her putting her lovely feet up on the table, and myself concentrating more on that than the movie!

Those pink slippers.

Those flip flops I’ll always hold dear to me.

She wasn’t big on saris.

But she was big on shorts, and those lovely legs I pressed after her dancing all night long, andcoming home to her sissy?

I’ll always remember those times!

VERY SPECIAL.

Paye Lagu, Madam JI!

You’re a Goddess, and no less!

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – Pick up ALL our tales of Indian femdom here. And in case you want a “one size fits all pass” (cucks, no, THAT is not what I mean, hehe) – then apply for Servitude Central right HERE.

“Chappal Marungi!” … BOY!

More on Indian femdom, and the lovely S.O. of mine right now … who just tol me the following.

(this was after she told me to “bhag!” means “run away” post a request of mine to her to “give me some time to write to you”, hehe).

Even she knows how important my sites are to me, hehe, and being she believes in femdom herself, well … (and enjoys the PROCEEDS from it, as she should, well!)

But anyway, we had some disagreement. Of sorts.

She didnt agree.

And laughingly, she told me what she told me Madam Mona would do to me all those months ago.

“Moona Joote Madegi Tere Ko!”

(Mona will beat you with her shoes, boy!”

“Chappal se marungi!”

“I’ll beat you with my flip flops, boy!”

And nice pink flops they are too, hehe. Bought by yours truly.

And yours truly has history with flip flops!

Could be Miss Summer, an dher pink slippers!

Or Carol’s pink slippers!

Or, perhaps Ms. Priyanka’s pink slippers that I held close to me all those months we were “seperated”, little but knowing that life has a funny way of turning full circle when you LEAST expect it.

Sylvester Stallone, a favorite actor of mine once had the following to say.

You gotta keep buying those lottery tickets, because you just never know, my friend. You never know!

His life changed in a year with the release of the sleeper hit Rocky, so what he was saying was – keep hitting it – NEVER, ever give up – even when it looks the bleakest, because the darkest hour is often and always indeed before the dawn!

So it was with Miss Priyanka and me, and you can read about that in the Sequels, of course.

But for now, slippers have even more of a “negative” connotation in the subcontinent than other places.

And being “beat” or spanked by those slippers, or even looking at them … well, it’s a MECCA for femdom lovers, I’ll tell you that!

Especially if one of them accidentally hits those dangling cuck balls, hehe.

Tickle, tickle.

SMACK!

POW!

OUCH!

And I remember that so well as Madam Mansi once did to me all those years ago. Then the lovely Ms Chen, until my “wife” came along …

And so we come full circle on this post!

Paye Lagu, Madam Ji … and your “chappals” too! All worship worthy!

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – Be sure and pick up some tales of Indian femdom HERE.

RUN AWAY …. BOY!

I still remember Perfect Ms Priyanka, that sole outstretched, ready to KICK me with the HEEL!

Or, imperiously waving me away with ONE finger … the forefinger … pointed straight at me …. nails painted RED!

With that LOOK in the eye that SCREAMS “inferior being” more than anything else, and the sheer confidence and dominance!

Usually, what she’d tell me afterI served her, either “calmly” or with that lovely kick from her perfect soles would be this.

“Off with you, boy!”

“Run away …. boy!”

as if talking to a little kid.

And it just added to the humiliation!

But she was good at English, of course, and though she taught me a lot of Hindi, the bulk of our conversation was always in English.

Ditto for my Chinese femdom experiences – though I learned a lot at their feet( notjust language, hehe) … our communication was mostly done in English.

For a GOOD reason (read the post about Anne, and how it ended up !)

(I think I posted about that here …. or perhaps in Missed Femdom Experiences – yes – that book – a must read!!)

But anyway, my SO just said the same thing as I requested her for a few minutes alone.

“Ja! Bhag!”

And thats like what Pooja Memsahib … JI tells me so often in that gravely tone of hers!

And with that foot staring straight at me equally imperiously!

Pooja means “worship” in hindi.

I and I do that a LOT for her!

I do, I mean. I wish there were two of me to do it, hehe.

But really. Shes such a Goddess.

Femdom done in LOCAL language, be it Chinese, or Hindi – or whichever Indian language – they have a LOT is just so different in that MINUTE WAY!

That different SOUND to it!

In a language She is comfortable with, with all th edifferent connotations! 😉

And thats what it’s about for the discerning femdom lover, hehe.

Back soon!

Best,

Mike Watson

PS – Discerning INDIAN femdom lover will love our Indian femdom compilations. And as for Chinese femdom – HERE is where you go!

(or, just pick up the books individually, but I’d rather a deal! ;)).

PS #2 – Isn’t that outstretched SOLE, ready to KICK you just so SEXY, slave boy!!

Yes, MADAM … JI!! (Garima did this quite often too!) .