A note to slaves who have met me in the past
By Elizabeth Swan onI saw a slave today who I hadn't seen since my time at the car park. It was bloody brilliant to catch up, it had been two years but we still had a connection. There was a lot of chatting and laughter during the session. Possibly too much. Never mind gagging my slave I should have gagged myself. (Note to self. Do not mention John Cleese while engaging in tie and tease. There is a very fast, erm, shrinking effect) Anyway there was a point to this blog now so what was it? Oh yes. He told me he hadn't contacted me for a while because he thought I was winding down my business. He had seen the post about me not accepting new clients and thought I had had enough of domination. I can see why he thought that. I did get pretty sick of those pesky time wasters and my tweets reflected that. And yes I do work less now. When I started I didn't turn down many bookings. You can't really if you have London rent to pay and a business to build up. But as I no longer have the outgoings I had before, I can now be a lot more selective about who I see and when I work. The rest of the time I am writing, performing, and watching bloody Netflix. (Have you SEEN The Bridge? God it's good) So if you haven't seen me in a while and want a session get in touch. I'm just the same. Sadistic, sexy, clumsy and comedic.