How My Love for Female Domination Grew
Recently, my friend Mistress Eva posed a question on Twitter. This post is a direct response to her question that you can read below.
Tell me about when you first realized you were into Female Domination.
— MISTRESS EVA (@youwillpleaseME) July 27, 2018
I didn’t experience a single moment where the lights came on and the angels sang and everything became clear. I formed my love of dominant women over time, but it started early.
When I was very young I had a particularly attractive babysitter who was also very creative. Instead of sitting me in front of a television she would come up with role-playing scenarios, like creating a haunted house, and playing like we were pirates and other crazy things. Now, this was absolutely not sexual in any way, but I can tell you that I had a crush on this girl, and she unquestionably opened my mind up to pretending, and being creative in play, and exploring different roles.
Inframan… Yes, Inframan
Growing up, I was always attracted to strong dominant women in media. This is wild, but a few months ago I saw an old Chinese movie that I enjoyed when I was about 6 or 7 and suddenly a few things clicked into place. The movie was Inframan and in that movie, the main villain was named Demon Princess Elzebub, and she was unquestionably a dominatrix. Again, this wasn’t sexual, but I was deeply attracted to that character with her fetish outfit and the whip she used on those monsters.
I specifically remember how much I loved Linda Carter in the Wonder Woman television show (like everyone else at the time). But to me, she was a strong woman and had that sexy outfit, and of course, a lasso that makes you tell the truth. Naturally, Linda Carter was (is) gorgeous, but it was the character that really resonated with me.
The Fury of the Femizons
“The Fury of the Femizons,” featuring Lyra from “Savage Tales” #1, by Stan Lee and John Romita was seminal. Now look, this was pure female domination, as it featured a world ruled by women with men as slaves. And this was a story from a major comics publisher, which makes it even more fascinating.
This is probably the single story that opened my eyes to the whole femdom dynamic, and I read that story before I was ten years old.
I read that story over and over again. It didn’t just fascinate me… I knew it contained something important to me.
Taarna and Heavy Metal
A few years later, when I was a teen things began to come into focus for me. I was sneaking peaks at my dad’s Playboy magazines, and engorging myself on Heavy Metal magazines. The Heavy Metal movie had a character that really struck home with me. Her name was Taarna and she’s inspired my dreams ever since. Again, she was a warrior in an exotic outfit. We’re used to seeing badass women today, but in the 80s that was all too unusual.
Red Sonja… and Others
Comics were a source of inspiration as well. Heroines like Red Sonja, Elektra, Catwoman, Black Widow and many others were exactly the sort of characters and stories that fueled my love for dominant women.
In my teens, while my friends were gooning over cheerleaders and the girl next door, I was much more interested in goth girls, and the girl from outer space.
When I discovered the term “BDSM” I looked for books that had that as the subject, so I read writing by the Marquis de Sade, and books like The Story of O and The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty which were in the ballpark, but none of those featured dominant women, so I was disappointed.
It’s important to note that this was before the digital age. Now, it’s so easy to dial up a search engine and find far more than you would ever need to know on the subject. But, in the 80s, and until the mid-nineties the internet was not there to help.
When I was old enough to have my own car and start taking trips out of town my world opened up a bit more. We would travel to North Texas (where porn was legal) and visit adult bookstores.
While my friends were looking for videotapes, my treasure-trove was a rack of the slick fetish magazines from Europe, like Skin Two, O Magazine, and Marquis. I couldn’t believe that all this great stuff existed somewhere in the world. The parties, the outfits, and the community seemed like just as much of a fantasy as Heavy Metal did.
But I knew it was real. And I knew I would find that community some day.
It was a local chat room on AOL that finally connected me to that community. A visit to a local munch introduced me to real BDSM and the rest is history (but that’s another story).
Those early experiences and what captured my attention didn’t help me form my opinion about dominant women. Rather, my love for female domination was already a part of me and I just recognized it in the media I grew up with and was naturally attracted to it.
It’s what has made me a passionate photographer of professional and lifestyle dominatrix, and what’s inspired many of my creative writing and artistic endeavors up until today.