You Can Label Me But You Won’t Change Me
Fetish: A form of sexual desire in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, item of clothing, part of the body, etc.
~ Oxford English Dictionary.
On reading the above definition I started to think about the words ‘abnormal degree’. To what extent is finding a woman’s breast a turn on any different to her feet, ear lobe, arm pit etc? On the same lines why is rubber clothing any different to sexy lingerie? However boobs and lingerie are viewed as ‘normal’ and if the definition is suggesting that walking around with an engorged cock from viewing these and wanting to relieve yourself from such tension means you have a fetish then I’d say everyone who has ever wanted to rub themselves till they orgasmed indeed has a fetish.
This got Me thinking about labels and conformity and the very boring vanilla world we would live in if we were all frightened to be called ‘abnormal’. Is this why our world is so discreet? Wouldn’t it be lovely to take our pets, slaves, submissives, or whatever to say Asda (or one of the other reasonably priced supermarkets in your area) without being called abnormal or worse!?
You know when I was at college, doing My A levels, well I had a little change of heart. I went from being what we described as a ‘teeny bopper’ at the time. Long blonde hair, tight jeans, pink crop top and ankle boots to transforming into a ‘goth’ not by dictionary definition but basically everyone who was a bit different was a goth in college and so I became one of them. I chopped My hair into a bob and dyed it black with a bright pink side fringe. I accessorised this look with a pvc studded dog collar and leather wrist cuffs. Black crop tops with logos on that said things like ‘I go from 0 to bitch in 0.5 seconds’ accompanied with baggy combat pants that hung from My hips and showed the top of my thong was my new thing.
I’ve never grew out of wanting to be different. It’s more a need than a want actually. I will ALWAYS stand up for what I believe in and I will ALWAYS be true to myself because if you’re hiding the real you from the rest of the world then it can be a pretty lonely place. Plus being different gives Me a buzz. I’m extremely happy to report that there is only one of Me and you’d be hard pressed to find anyone with the same quirks. For instance I get great pleasure from inflicting consented pain but I still love having a Harry Potter box set marathon every now and then…. If that’s just lowered your opinion of Me then so be it. I’m pleasing Me not you.
Now I know that for some people it is not possible to admit their kinks to their loved ones but as long as you find a way to express that kink be it with a Mistress like Myself or other then you are embracing the real you even for just a short while, once per week, once per month or whenever you can.
One of the fetishes that I’ve found people get most embarrassed about is within the adult baby scene. They always get very quiet voices and a bit stuttery when enquiring if it’s OK to poop in their nappies. It’s the freedom to relinquish all control, even of their bowel, returning to true childhood form that really gets these little cherubs off. However in My AB room anything goes. There’s no need to feel embarrassed and if it can happen to a baby then it can happen to you. I just felt this was a very important point to put across. I do what I do because I’m not vanilla and there’ll never be anything that you can’t discuss with Me. Even if you think you’re the only person in the world that enjoys your particular fetish then I can assure you that you’re wrong. Like I said earlier, our world is very discreet for numerous reasons, if you’re enjoying yourself then I’m enjoying Myself with you. Bare that in mind when you’re booking sessions. The more I truly know then the more things there are to explore.
I’ve digressed a little bit but going back to My initial point. ‘Abnormal’ or ‘different’ or just an ‘individual’- being yourself, is important and if ‘yourself’ is one kinky horny bastard then that’s something to smile about even if it’s just on the inside. Bravo to you!