Secret Diaries

The Amusing Double-Life Of A Student Dominatrix

Laptop? – Check. Pencil case? – Check. Notepad? – Check. Bag of dicks? – Check. Latex skirt? – Check. 

It would be amusing if it wasn’t true, but much to my own satisfaction this is the reality of my life. I’m a student, and I’m supporting myself through university by my job, by being a dominatrix. Well, that’s not exactly true is it, much as the media would like you to believe that I’m supporting myself through university by being a dominatrix, I’m actually a dominatrix who is challenging herself by putting herself through school. See, this distinction is key, I’ve been a full-time dominatrix for over two years now, I work from a beautiful dungeon in Scotland with my partner in crime – Mistress Inka (mistressinka.com). My decision to go back to school was one based off a desire to put myself into a new environment and to challenge myself intellectually in a different way to my exciting and talent-requiring job, the hum-drum of deadlines and highs of nights out on the town with the (very vanilla) girls from uni, all go together to provide me a whole new perspective on life after the two years I’ve spent holding the whip. 

The joy of perspective posits me as, from my viewpoint, not being a student in sex work, but a Dominatrix gone back-to-school.

The joy? Well, picture this, I’m sat in a cute jumper and skirt combo, hair in a pony tail, typing on my laptop and listening intently to my lecturer, and then I knock my bag over, and OUT ROLLS A BIG OLD RUBBER DICK. See also, my classmates at halloween got very excited about dressing up, I turned up in killer heels, a tight corset, and a wet-look-dress, apparently my only costume is ‘dominatrix’, and needless to say I looked INCREDIBLE. Add to this me sat at the dungeon waiting for the arrival of a slave, dressed to the nines in a stunning latex dress, typing away on an essay as I wait for my man-meat arrival, and you really begin to get the picture. 

Not only does being the pervert in a classroom full of pun-opportunity provide me with unending amusement at the expense of my lecturers, it also lends me a great perspective on life. I have met some incredible and wonderful people over the last two years, I know some fascinating people and have heard their wonderful stories of a life well lived. This has really helped me to open my eyes and having had this opportunity and experience prior to returning back to university has really equipped me with the ability to see life from a whole new view, one that is far less reflective of the experiences of one woman who’s never strayed far from Devon (my undergraduate experience). 

Whilst jumping in a taxi after class to run across town and beat up a slave, kick a boy in the nuts or peg a sissy can be challenging, I wouldn’t change it for the world. I’m very aware that my life is one of contrast and interesting variety, and I for one really cherish the opportunity to live my life in this way that is so unique and challenging. My closest friends at uni know now about my occupation, a couple have even strayed into the dungeon, eyes wide and curious about where I slink off to. I really enjoy the duality of my personality, and as someone who risked being swallowed up in my dominatrix attitude, it’s been a wonderful leveller to spend some time with normal people! My grades are good, and whilst I have very little (read none!) free time these days, I’m really enjoying every day being different and feeling like I have a new drive, it’s truly given me a new-found passion for exploration in the dungeon and I feel far more appreciative of the relationships I have with my boys. After-all, no-one else in my class has human stress-balls!

This was just some words, expressing feelings I’ve had on the topic following a brief conversation about this stuff with my web bitch. Hope you found it insightful! 

Until Next Time: Princess Bella

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