An undercover dominatrix whose cover is blown! Whipping up conversation at the water cooler has never been easier.
Strictly Speaking Blog -entry
Guess what. I finally got “outed” at my work. It’s a pretty conservative office and I had been terrified that if anyone found out I was a dominatrix, I could either be fired (for some concocted reason), made fun of, or stalked. But today at the water cooler I overheard this one girl talking to this coworker guy about MY blog! The girl was in total disbelief and kept pressing for more info. The guy, who must be a reader of mine, was cool and didn’t make a joke out of me. He was telling her about my blog on a serious level and she seemed to be receptive. He even told her he bought his wife some thigh high boots and a riding crop after having read my blog for a while. The girl got a kick out of that. Wow, I have more influence than I ever thought.
But then I was wondering if I should walk into the kitchen to take the humiliation head on. So I did… when they were mid-sentence about how they sort of suspected I was kinky. There was a bit of awkwardness for a second as I sashayed up to them, but then I copped to it and said it was, in fact, my blog. They both said “YOU ARE SO COOL!”. I wasn’t expecting this reaction. I really warmed up to them. Of course the rumors and office snickering is inevitable now, but I was really happy that these two didn’t seem to judge me. Who knows, maybe they won’t even tell anyone else. But even if they did, I guess it made me realize that the shame I was expecting to feel never actually materialized. Sometimes the things you worry about and fear are not as bad as you have set yourself up for them to be. I know that is a really lame and cliché thought, but it’s true.
But now I just feel like finding a little slave girl and spanking her while she is on all fours with her arms are locked around the base of a toilette and her ass is in the air. She’ll thank me later.
