Miss Makeover: Dominatrix or Mummy Dearest?

By on December 18, 2010

I am Spartacus. I want to free the slaves. Although there are logistical problems. I would have few remaining customers. And I would get crucified before completing the mission. Not by the slave’s owners, but by the pathetic little worms themselves. (Their words, not mine. The latest fetish is a full on kick in the balls. What next? Castration? Without an anesthetic?) Most self-styled slaves can’t live without their fetish high, the snatched hours where they step out of their normal personae to become Mummy’s little helper. Sorry! Make that ‘Mistress’s best slave.’ Or, more usually, ‘ME, ME, ME, ME.” It’s all about them, despite it supposedly being about me. The real derivation of the Dominatrix archetype is that much misunderstood domestic goddess: Mummy Dearest. Now we’re all feeling queasy, having mentioned mothers and sex in the same breath. That’s the truth everyone wants swept under the carpet. She Who Must Be Obeyed ain’t The Goddess, she’s not Supreme Dominatrix Ruler Of The Known Multiverse! She’s dear old Mum. Yuck.

2 Comments

mark ramsden

December 21, 2010 @ 18:43

Thank you very much. I’m most honoured. Join Mistress Sidonia Von Bork’s devoted disciples at TheEnglishMansion.com Fem-Dom doesn’t come any classier.

Miss Makeover’s mad mother meanders through the entire original novel so let’s ask her out to play, shall we?

And if you think I’m mad you should meet MY mother…a sort of gynocratic Basil Fawlty on acid.

Mistress Sidonia

December 21, 2010 @ 00:14

I love reading the trials of Miss Makeover – should I laugh, cry or masturbate. Yes the truth will set you free but it also makes you cringe – more please!
Oh and did I mention, if you think I’m dom – you should meet MY MOTHER.

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