Decisions, decisions. Luscious, high-paying decisions. DO NOT LOOK AT ME! Sorry to yell, but I'm practicing for my new job as a dominatrix. DON'T LAUGH. It pays big bucks, is perfectly legal because there is no actual sex involved and, word has it, older gals are better at it. We have more authority.
IF YOU SNICKER, I WILL HAVE TO SPANK YOU. (See? I'm a natural.)
I confess, I didn't think of this myself. Apparently it's all the rage and we are very in demand, us aging dominatrices. According to Tracy Quan in Kinkonomics:
As the economy takes a spanking, many women are turning to freelance fetish work to supplement their incomes.
"I've seen it before," says Linda, “during the tech bust in 2002. Women who thought they would always make a decent living in the tech sector lost their jobs.” They came looking to Linda’s industry for freelance work, and now it’s happening again: professional women whose cubicle-bound careers have been downsized are entering Linda’s corner of the “gig economy”—a corner that involves whips, ropes, and occasionally, nipple clamps. Keep reading if you dare here…
Thank goodness I don't have to wear the nipple clamps. That would blow the deal. I don't like pain. UNLESS I'M INFLICTING IT. My job is to stand around in tight black leather and give direction in my most authoritative voice. I'll have to get into a little better shape. I don't think I could squeeze all this into one of those outfits. Trust me, for $250-$500/hour, I can get into the best shape of my life.
When I was in Key West having breakfast at Camille's, one of the waitresses was showing off her new uber-high heels. I joked about needing a pair since I was going to become a dominatrix and make $50/hour. She glanced up at me and in her best German mean-girl voice said, "Fifty? $500 and DON'T LOOK AT ME." I fell in love with her right there. But that's another post.
Everyone says the best thing to do is to start out working for someone else. Ads are plentiful (not with that outfit – they are limiting themselves to silly young girls), then eventually build my own dungeon. Shipping is going to be a bitch. No pun intended.
There is plenty of how-to instruction online, even ehow, which tells you how to make your own bread and build your own vegetable garden, can teach you how to be mean to your man! Plus there's this magazine for the finer points… although just reading the disclaimer makes me a little uneasy. I'm going to have to butch up if I'm going to pursue this.
Here's some motivation: I can make $1,000 in a single day yelling at just two men. Two other men, men I'm not even related to. I'm in love with the idea. I'll be all calm after a day's work. Wish I had the actual nerve to do it. I'll start with some books, daily yoga and pull-ups, see if I can work up the body and the nerve. My new mantra is "$500 an hour Om."
If you think of other jobs that pay like this without touching a stranger, let me know. I'm all ears. In the meantime, I'm leaning towards Bitch Goddess. If the shoe fits…
It is apparent, mistress Sally, ma’am!, that you have not seen the film EATING RAOUL, a story about a couple, wanting to open their own restaurant but thwarted at every turn and how they came to succeed, quite by accident, and eventually attain their life’s dream.
BTW, it was even made into a musical, which would be a perfect role for you, mistress, which would fit you like a tight leather glove. Sorry… Didn’t mean to look at you. [ crack… yelp! ]
Interestingly enough, Robert Beltran, Chakotay of ‘Star Trek Voyager’, is Raoul, in the film and rather much younger here.
If you can find a copy of EATING RAOUL, pay attention to Doris the Dominatrix. She’s got it all together.
Good luck in your new incarnation.
Respectfully Groveling,
paul m.
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If the stiletto heeled shoe fits, wear it.
Hard times call for unique solutions. My own circumstances required that I take some drastic actions in pursuit of income generating activities. I had to butch it up and deal with risking capital as a day trader, something I would never have considered nine months ago. I am not a gambler so this has been a truly transformational experience for me. You never know what you’re made of until you are backed up into a corner. So crack that whip and post some photos here. :-}
A thousand years ago I was a go go girl/dancer at a club in Pompano Beach, Florida. I did the afternoon shift — 4 – 8, and we really cleaned up! I danced on tables and for a lot of money we took it all off. I met a guy from Detroit who claimed great wealth and a taste for being ordered around. I considered it . . . I said: “Would you please buy me a pack of cigarettes?” He did. I said: “How was that?” and he said “This will never work out. You need to ORDER me to get your cigarettes, not ask.” And that was the end of that.
Just a precaution, Sally, ’cause I know that you, like me, are a nice girl. Still . . . $50 an hour right abut now would hit the spot,
you bitch.
Paul you owe me $50 at least. I will watch Eating Raoul (I remember when that came out) and if I like it, you will not have to pay. I am clearly not mean enough.
James, if I post the photos, you will not be able to look at them… but I’m already working on a costume in my head. I described it to my husband and he cracked up. Not the response I was hoping for…
June, WHERE IS YOUR BLOG??? Yeah, $50/hour is worth talking about. Desperate times. Love, so’b
Hmmm. Right after 100% uncertain.
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I’m just trying to find my way…
Hello Mistress….
My name is Moriah and currently I am sitting in Portland Oregon. I came across your blog while researching Costa Rica. My fiancee got some some job offers in real estate and insurance down there. We are moving in a few weeks and I naturally have some questions I would love to ask you about living there. If you wouldnt mind answering a few questions for me… my email is moriahpdx@gmail.com. Thanks again and I love your blogs. They have really helped to calm some fears and re-excite my need for adventure. – Moriah
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Sitting in Portland freezing, I’ll bet! I am happy to answer questions. If you ask the questions on the blog here in the comments, I will answer them for everyone to see and put in their two cents. It’s a good crowd here.
But if you want me to answer privately, I charge for that $25/hour. A few people have “hired” me for consultation and I’m happy to do that. An hour should be plenty – I talk fast, I type fast. Via phone or email. Pay by paypal to saratica@gmail.com, then email me your questions or email your phone number and the best time to call. Best to have your questions ready for a phone call, or at least topics.
Or ask any questions you want in a comment and I’ll answer for free!
I saw this coming after you chopped off your hair. Hope Hal is holding up well with all your practice. Erotica has great outfits but I wouldn’t know about that…
Mummy figure? As in Boris Karloff/Egyptian sarcophagus? Or as in British for “Mommy?” (and with or without black leather and whips, etc., for either/both?)
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I had the same questions… I’m leaning to British Mommy, authoritarian and all that. And I can’t even go there at all!
Hah! I love it. I’m considering it now myself!
Well written post too, it scared me at times.