Telling tales

Machinations and sordid gossip abound. Our dominatrix grapevine (like a normal grapevine only more gothic and with sourer fruit) has sprouted delicious stories which we couldn't help but share with you. At the London Munch this week we met a Domme who knows the Domme who organised the Max Moseley "Concentration Camp" Sextravaganza.

Rumour has it that not only did she charge far less than the going rate (£100 quid an hour is cheap at half the price), she also personally arranged for the pretty German submissive to join in to add a little 'Arbeit Macht Frei' je ne sais quois. And if all that foreign language makes your head hurt like ours, just know that nothing hurts as much as Max's buttocks did that day. Let's have a little reprisal just to check. Yep. Ouch.

On top of all that 'ouch' is the sad revelation that the Dominant vixen in question knew all about the News of The World set-up. Glitter would have liked to hope that kinksters would band together in avoiding the moral scorn and potential tirades of the press, but sadly not. Mosley has been outed by a pro, and forever will his face burn in shame.

The moral lesson to be learned from all of this, kids, is that if you happen to be famous and richer than God himself, you should always be suspicious of a sex-worker who offers you a cut-price orgy. But you probably know that now anyway.

Photo courtesy of flickrfan69 on...well... Flickr.

Written by Nikki on 29 Apr 2008 9:34 AM. Permalink