For many years I have played this game and for the first time ever I came across a young man with absolutely dreadful manners and gave the impression that he thoroughly believed that he was superior. Maybe he was shy, maybe he was embarrassed about his desires. Perhaps he hadn’t done enough research in the field of Domination.
Whatever he was it was incredibly annoying.
Firstly he knew the location he was heading for and even I with my dreadful sense of direction would assume it would take an hour and a half to travel but freddie-be-late decided to set off after getting the postcode by text 1 hour before his appointment.
Casually he batted off any responsibility and questioned why I hadn’t prompting him sooner…! Because I am a Dominatrix not his mother springs to mind… I would expect someone keen to fulfil their lifes ambitious fantasy to be sat by the sea front for an hour or two just to ensure that he was in the right location……..
But no, freddie-be late had his own plans. It was his day off and 2 minutes to his allotted appointment time I sent the message ‘Are you close? Excited? Nervous?’ to receive the following in response.
‘Nah, Morecambe’s an hour and a half away so I am going to be 35 minutes late’
Really? Well if I had that knowledge I would have been texting my mistress pleading to still be seen and not to be discarded rather than just assume that she would just be happy to accomodate my shoddy timekeeping.
Berating him I explained a few facts to him giving him the benefit of the doubt and agreed to keep the appointment – even though it was so much later than planned. It really is a good job that I don’t have a queue of clients waiting for my attention or else he would have really got short thrift from me.
Upon arrival he failed to follow my orders, car screetching to a halt outside like something from stasky and hutch and then rang the doorbell (????)
Ok anyone can make a mistake when they are nervous but what else would have been in his mind the last half hour other than what was expected of him????
Anyway as you all know I have my doubts about the youngsters keen to explore the world of fetish and they have to pass a thorough screening before I will see them but somehow his email attitude and current display were completely at odds to the point where I wondered if someone else had penned his emails…….
He wandered around as if he were quite at home, dropped his clothes on the floor swigged out of a pop bottle. I was absolutely aghast….. such disrespect would not be tolerated and the young man was going to be taught a lesson….. the first being to answer ‘Mistress’ after every answer, to speak when spoken to, to tidy his clothes into an orderly pile and with a little help he soon understood that I was very much in charge…….