Just another boiling-hot day here in the City of Angels... I decided to tear myself away from my computer and dash out for a bite to eat at my favorite cafe. Every Saturday I leash up the pup to go to this cafe... they make absolutely divine sandwiches and I can sit outside with him (I go less and less places lately where I cannot take my dog).
Catwoman with a dog - yes I know. I've heard it so many times now. But deep inside me there is always this need to be training someone, and for the moment my Airedale is my furry challenge.
Anyway, I went to the cafe, hitched up the pup and went inside to order. Looking around showed the basic SoCal-sunny-day attire - shorts and flip-flops - in various stages of acceptability. Not me. I'm a black-is-better-everyday-even-when-it's-five-zillion-degrees kind of girl and I almost always wear heels. Today it was 5" platforms, even almost respectable.
A woman approached me after I'd ordered and was heading outside with my iced tea. She stopped me and pulled on my arm and said, "I just want to tell you that you're absolutely gorgeous". Wow. That's the kind of thing that doesn't happen just everyday out of the blue. I thanked her and went outside.
Sitting there thinking about the comment I rolled scenarios over in my head. Was she hitting on me? After some thought I decided that no she wasn't, she was an older Asian woman eating with a friend. As much as I love the concept of giving unsolicited compliments (this is actually something I try to do as well as I think when you put good vibes out there the universe takes care of you - eventually) I couldn't get my head around this one.
My sandwich arrived and it was yummy as always - and my pup enjoyed his bit of it as well as some much-needed water. Just watching the people go by and answering questions about my puppy... a nice (if incredibly warm) day.
One last iced tea refill and then I was going to leave. So I went back inside and saw that the same woman was standing at the iced tea machine.
She turned when she saw me and said, "You know, each morning when you look at yourself in the mirror you KNOW that you're not ordinary, don't you?". Wow, how to answer that question.
"I really mean it", she continued, "There is something particularly special about you. You're not ordinary". I continued to stand there, taking in the words she was saying... no snappy comebacks were coming to me, and she was incredibly sincere, almost too serious.
"Something is coming for you soon, it's not a religious thing, but there is something very special for you very soon". Now I'm afraid I'm caught in some sort of fortune cookie bizarro world, but I'm really intrigued by what she's saying, in such a way to a complete stranger.
Then she looked at me, nodded, and went back to getting her iced tea.
I walked out, unhitched my dog, and walked away with my brain reeling. So many things went through it at once... it's just odd to have such an encounter with a complete stranger, especially not in my "Mistress" mode.
I hope she's right.
Katja Minx
www.sadomasokitten.com
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1 comment:
I returned here after a long time and once again see how talented and creative you are. I am surprized that you don't receive more comments.
There a few dominant females who I sense really live this life.. not just having a series of appointments, but are really into the whole thing more or less ... and I hate the phrase..24/7.
About 10 or so years ago I know a women and she came from TN I think to be set up in NYC as a mistress. She found her stable of clients online and had her own "dom" who set of the dungeon and a few kids in the burds...she had left an abusive relationship. She was a good "actress" for sure, looked the part... called herself Mistress Nina and her AOLscreen name back then was ProDomme. I think she rode the first crest of the BDSM thing as it was finding it way on the the net.
I was into rubber, but there was little of that online back then and so my curiosity took me into the nyc bdsm scene. I hated Hellfire and that could cure anyone of the desire for public play. Nina was hot, but she drank and got high and I didn't find too much more than what appeared to be crazy people, not talented or stylish people in the scene back then. I am not saying that they did not exist.
The internet has allowed all the little fragments to find their place and their people and so the latex fetish scene has really stood up.
I read one of your posts about how things have changed and there was a bit of melacholy in that.. about the "dumbing down" of fetish. As much as I love the fact that there is so much great stuff to get these days... it sure has lost its cozy niche of extreme underground exclusivity. Now the rubberball gets 2000 or 3000 people to party.
Things in the scene are changing very rapidly... or am I becoming more aware of what was always there?
Perhaps you know better as someone who seems to be completely immersed in fetish and bdsm.
Anyway... I will come back again to read your rants... the story about the detective was well done. Brava
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