Femdom Rip Of Game

Cash corrupts amateur kink. And is all around.

A woman to admire. All of her. It's not just her eyes or her smile that make mistress Sidonia so wonderful. How 'bout the road less traveled and her business acumen? Now that's what I call dominance. 

50 bucks to prove you're genuine before texting a [rich] riel dominant woman? Seriously? For a while now I've been collecting print-screens of non-pro riel lifestyle dommes demanding your cash dear random stranger before they are willing to talk to you. Or they want to hand it over because it's their birthday month. Whatever.

Time and again it turns out that self-destruction is hard-coded into the DNA of femdom. Before the internet it was difficult to find someone compatible, especially for those who couldn't read the subtle signs. Meeting strangers was a dangerous game. In it's infancy the net felt like manna from the heavens, but it wasn't. What we got instead was an an avalanche of fake doms and dommes, mostly women, but always without genuine interest in femdom, looking for easy money. And not just random folks, commerce too jumped on the bandwagon. So many tv shows and girlie magazines touching upon the subject of mistress and slave, but for obvious reasons - whatever they are - never displaying a couple where the man is dominant and the woman the slave.

And if that's not enough there's this ongoing battle between pure 'n' riel femdommes and the object of their hatred: pro-dommes. Never understood why. Also: if you'ree afraid of the heat, stay out of the kitchen. From a man's perspective, outing yourself as a dominant woman often feels like saying 'now the hard work [what hard work?] is done, bring on the goodies.' Dominance is the journey, not the destiny. This is your life, this is you, prove it.

Pro-dommes who invite potential customers to send them gifts makes sense. Random [dominant] women less so. Quentin Tarentino apparently has a foot fetish, one which Kill Bill star Uma Thurman has no problem indulging. One can only wonder if she fully understood the erotic attraction her feet had on the movie director. Or she just didn't care. Same thing when it comes to 'dominant women'. They wouldn't dream of accepting money in return for sending nude pics but when it comes to men who are sexually attracted to 'dominant' women by means of money, everything is fine. Come on.

Like many things femdom exists on several levels, two of them are the erotic and the intimate. Neither of them prioritizes gifts or money so why are non-pro riel dommes increasingly begging for birthday prezzies on Twitter? All week [month] long! You despise women who make a living working as a professional dominatrix [don't], but what makes you any different once you start to ask random stranger for money. Just because you're dominant? Prove, don't beg.

"Can't buy me love?" Until then mine is on pro-dommes. Hate 'm, love 'm, just as long as you remember Cupid has a plan of its own. The angel with the bow and arrow always wins. How's that for a happy end?