Mistress, Mistress

Mimi ON Aug 03, 2009 AT 2:08 pm

Mistress Mistress

Mistress Mistress

Each day brings us all new experiences. Some days are mundane, while others are filled with excitement. Yesterday proved to be unusual to say the least. The misconceptions I often hear about being a Dominatrix are valid, yet hopefully by allowing you into my world you can see that it’s certainly not all about whips n chains. I never can predict what loopy fantasy or scenario I am going to hear about next. It keeps this job fresh, fun and bizarre. I cherish ever moment of it!

A gentleman approached me about a session yesterday. To date it’s up there with one of the odder requests. I am always asked “Mistress, what’s the weirdest thing you’ve heard or done in session?” Well kiddies, here’s a whopper.  The man is ethnic with a dark complexion. One may describe him as a bit childlike or “off”. I was under the impression he was interested in cross dressing and make up transformation. These are favorites of mine so I was excited! As the session began the man told me a little more  of what he wanted as we proceeded. I wasn’t really able to grasp his entire concept until about 20 minutes into the session . Oh boy. Mistress Mistress

The sweet little man had brought a large bottle of white stage make up. It was liquid so it could be generously applied to his whole body. He wanted to be transformed into a “Caucasian handsome man.” I was a little confused as he also requested a blond long hair wig and black fishnets. But who’s judging? With a lisp and the voice of Mike Tyson he proceeded to ask for very specific needs. He wanted to be chiseled and handsome like Tom Cruise. He wanted me to get rid of his large nose and double chin. He was very concerned out his double chin. Ok,  this is Hollywood but let’s be real I am not a surgeon! He applied the white make up to his body and then asked me to work on his face. It was a challenge to say the least. I also was not prepared with an arsenal of make up for this look he wanted. It was like a kindergarten’s art book of supplies; broken pencils, old bases, and dried out eye-shadows. But I was improvising.

He was sweaty and oily so all this make up was like pushing around oil paint on a canvas. A spectacular mess. The best I could do was completed and I lowered the blond wig onto his shaved head. The bag he had brought with him lay on the floor. He opened it and retrieved a makeshift hammer made out of cardboard and colored in. It was something my 5 year old cousin would have been proud of making. Again I was trying very hard to figure out what the hell was going on. The client then took out a disposable camera and asked me to conduct a photo shoot.

Mistress, Mistress

Mistress, Mistress

“Sure” I obliged.

“Do you know who I am?” He asked me.

Stumped I shook my head no. He held the little cardboard hammer to the sky and proclaimed, ” I am THOR, the GOD of THUNDER!!!”

Oh my holy Jesus. This was a new one. Thor and I embarked upon a very serious photo shoot filled with praying positions, poses of strength and general all around God of Thunder looks. I encouraged him to look fierce and flex his man boobs. I jest here but really I found it endearingly weird. I adored the man for his genuine love of the fantasy and pondered to myself how the hell did this idea form in his head. But as I snapped photos and directed the God of Thunder I felt grateful for this incredibly unique day and this sweet gentle person who got up that morning excited for his day as Thor. The God Of Thunder.

Hugs n Slaps

Mistress Mistress

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