Bend Over Jessica

Last week I played a new role for me, at the request of a female playmate. Not only did I share the Dom role with He Who Must Be Obeyed (something that we have only done once before and I’ll cover in another post) but I took on the role of a stepmother.

Now, although I absolutely adore Uncle/Niece or Strict Guardian/Ward  play, I’ve never really got off on Daddy/Daughter to quite the same extent. Not sure why. I have no objection to anyone else’s kink – if you want to do Little Green Men from Mars/Earth Scientist or Fairy/Wizard play, that’s up to you. I’m not saying I won’t laugh very loudly and scornfully about it in private *but* that’s up to you. I’m sure that some of my play must seem utterly weird to others. But anyway, Daddy/Daughter. Hmmm. Not sure if it’s because I have a poor relationship with my own father, but it doesn’t really do it for me. And I felt similarly ambivalent when asked to be ‘Mother’ in a dom role.

Most of it was pure ego. I mean, I’m barely old enough to be anyone’s mother, never mind the mother of a teenager! But there was also a small part of me that understood that it felt a little bit taboo to me. My own mother is the most amazing person and would never lift a finger to me. So it felt..well, an odd situation! Anyway, I quickly realised that I would feel more comfortable playing a Stepmother than a real Mother, a blood relation. And so it was agreed that the young lady concerned would be HWMBO’s daughter and I would be the new, much younger Stepmother, saddled with a pretty daughter. Remind you of anything?

Yes you are quite right. Fairy Tales. Or specifically – Disney. And that was where my inspiration came from. I was going to channel some Disney Wicked Stepmothers. Specifically and my You Tube searches will prove it, Cruella de Ville from ‘101 Dalmatians’, the Wicked Queen from ‘Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs’ and the Stepmother in ‘Cinderella’.

Watching the clips was really fascinating, partly because it reminded me that I adore Disney and know most of the words to every single song. But it was such an interesting dichotomy. The heroines of Disney are pretty younger women, often blonde and with the honourable exception of Belle in ‘Beauty and the Beast’, pretty vacuous and wimpish, especially Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. By contrast, their stepmothers are older powerful women, usually dark haired and in the case of Snow White’s stepmother, beautiful women in their own right, eclipsed as their step-daughters start to come into their own beauty, reminding them of their own mortality and that their own star is waning. Which is presumably where the cruelty comes from – from frustration and anger that these step-daughters, taking their first steps into the realms of love, are where they used to be (often not that long ago) and enjoying something  to which they can never return. And then they are driven by jealousy to do terrible things, in the case of Snow White, poisoning her with the apple because the Wicked Queen can’t stand the thought that her step-daughter might be more beautiful than her.

So it was with these confused thoughts that I stepped into the role – made more poignant somehow by the fact that my ‘step-daughter’ is actually a year older than me! And as ‘Camilla’*, I was frustrated, deeply frustrated with my new step-daughter, who was naughty at school, who embarrassed me in front of other mothers at the school gate, who spent money that my husband should be spending on me, who took time away from my husband and I, and who, when I stripped her to give her a cold shower for spreading anarchist thoughts in school, whose beautiful slim nakedness was an irritation and a  jealousy. And it showed, it really showed in my play as I took sadistic pleasure in humiliating her ** and punishing her. I was really channelling Cruella de Ville, even moving in the upright, silent, sinuous way that is depicted on screen.

In short, I was a sadistic bitch, in exactly the same way I am when I am Juliet Aston-Beresford, my Head Girl – but with more power.

Afterwards, when there were cuddles and laughter and expression of enjoyment, I felt a little better. But it made me realise that I really do have a dark side. I’m glad I can control it.

But the power, the rush – now that is exciting. I’m going to have to do a little more….

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*Don’t get confused. I tend to recycle my character’s names!
**In a good way. We had discussed it first!