Here’s a list of my favorites and most requested role-plays for those of you interested in spicing up your session play, just getting started, or just want a giggle or two at the implications.

The Amazon Queen vs. Tarzan

Yes, you have to dress up if I do. Major cookies if you beat on your chest and holler. If you’re not familiar, the Amazon wins. I have, like, 4 animal print bikinis.

Ms. Police Officer, Ma’am

Spread ‘em, boys. Shouldn’t everyone wear aviator glasses and a badge? Ever see Reno 911?

9 to 5

One of the reasons I love my job…I couldn’t do a full-time in a cubicle. If I did, I’d be certifiable within a week. In the 9 to 5, I get to experience the classic job interview scenario but with a role reversal, meaning I am interviewing you for the job. The only way you get the position/promotion/contract is if you can stand the leg scissors, the humiliation of trash talk and/or teasing and whatever other flavor you want to throw in.

Villain vs. Superhero

If you’ve read or talked to me at all, you know I have a major soft spot for comic book nerds. Yes! I will gladly dress in black or leather or latex and kick your ass. There’s no asking me twice. If you have added details, ie I have your lover, family member, co-worker tied up in the basement and I’m going to blow them up if you don’t “rescue” the invisible victim, ALL THE BETTER. If you dress up like the superhero of your childhood idolatry, I will give you a discount.

Rockstar and Paparazzi

Not a Michael Jackson scene, kids. More like a booty-luscious diva having to show a naughty camera boy where he can shove that wide-angel lens.

Catholic School Girl vs. Bully

This is where those school girl pins come in handy. I like plaid skirts. I even like pigtails, but the tresses aren’t long enough to accommodate, so you’ll have to imagine. I wasn’t a bully as a kid but I was always bigger and meaner looking than the other girls. Old habits, and all…

The Goddess Isis

Well, duh. I am a goddess. This is not the same as diva worship, since divas are mortal and goddesses are not. The vibe is more reverent and fearful with a “I spite thee!” or “Come, lay your head on my bosom” split personality.

Dominatrix on a Power Trip

Usually this works out the same way. You have a very dominant woman, with or without the leather, latex and spikes, although those do set an automatic tone. I always ask for specific dialogue since the power of word an important and reverent part of any play. Humiliation being what it is, not only much I deliver the lines at the appropriate time but truly feel them. Anyone can be made fun of, ridiculed, reprimanded the same as anyone can whip, spank or beat. Delivering is everything. I will repeat this until I’m blue in the face so you know how serious I am: Delivery is everything. In general, the Domme comes in, takes control immediately and bosses the shit out of her submissive. This can mean the lightest of slaps and shoves to the hardcore brutality of punches to the gut, heels to the penis, etc.

Courtesan Revival

I prefer the term courtesan over escort in this scenario. Escorts in this day and time mean one thing: sex. I do deal with sexuality but not intercourse and the like. In my book, companionship should always be included to matter what the scenario. If you don’t feel comfortable with me, you won’t trust me. If you don’t trust me, I can’t fully get into the fantasy. That being said, my courtesan scenario looks like this: I am a lady of leisure that enjoys the company of men, but my client is used to power, used to a submissive woman giving him what he wants, when he wants it. My role is to take him down a notch. He’s there looking for sex but I get to teach him how to respect a woman and serve her needs. Foot rubs, massages, and the all encompassing mindfuck.

Assassin

This has to be my most requested scenario in both my private sessions and my fetish film life. I don’t know. Maybe in a parallel universe, I’m a true mercenary hunting the villains for plenty of paper, Swiss bank accounts, espionage and the ultimate power trip---taking another life. While I believe we’re all instruments of karma once in a while, my acting has more to do with storming the castle, kidnapping and taking my hostage captive, torturing him to his described brand of fun, exhausting him, making him beg and spill his guts over whatever secret I’m supposed to gather.

For more shits and giggles and thanks to my loyal acting fanatics….Other scenarios I’ve either fantasized about, been asked to do or have heard other sessionists performing.

• Molly Flannigan capturing an English ship French Revolutionist peasant capturing and torturing Royal elitist swine
• Nurse Betty slapping on the latex to give her patient a thorough exam
• A hot space alien (circa Star Trek) testing her male specimen
• A sultana test driving the stamina of a potential male slave
• A wife punishing an unfaithful or neglectful boyfriend or husband
• A witch capturing and bewitching a Salem judge
• A sister catching her sibling/cousin/playmate spying through her window and then teaching him not to be a Peeping Tom
• A royal Monarch disciplining her cabinet for lackadaisical behavior
• A Victorian/Southern belle teaching a would-be suitor how to respect a lady
• And finally, a scenario I’ve never had to deal with but have deep fondness for… An author getting revenge on an editor, reviewer or plagiarist.