They Always Find Me

I was enjoying a night off from pervery this weekend at a music event. As usual wearing impractically high heels and had sought sojourn backstage. Perched atop the arm of a sofa I chatted to some of the musicians whilst a young boy massaged my feet.

I should elaborate here that the event featured several loud, rock/punk bands, all of whom were crammed into one dressing room. I was also on the team for the event so don't go assuming I'm a groupie who clutters up the precious backstage resources, it was my dressing room too!

Anyway, as I chatted to a large, muscled and tattooed, mature punk singer I was approached by a sweet young boy who offered to rub my feet. This was backstage at a non-kink event, in a testosterone filled dressing room. I was not attending as "Madam Brodie" and in fact keep my ProDomme persona entirely separate. Yet somehow he knew. All my life submissive men have found me, they know, I know, we can sense each other.

He was only a slip of a lad, early 20s I'd say, slim with long hair and clever hands. As he sat on the floor at my feet, lavishing them with attention and soothing my aching arches, I was impressed by his dedication to his passion. At a kink event no one would think twice about such a scenario but here he was eagerly serving a stranger in a very macho environment. That made quite an impact on me.

It gave me a little thrill to know what he didn't, that usually one would have to pay good money for the privilege of rubbing Madam's feet.

"Aren't you a good boy?" said I.

Looking up at me with big eyes and earnest expression he mouthed the words "Thank you".

I went back to chatting and drinking with my previous companions whilst the boy busied himself with my tootsies. Every now and then I would look down and catch his eye and every time he would mouth his thanks. He was so grateful, it melted a little part of my cold dead heart ;) How joyous for someone to utterly know their place and to facilitate a chance for them to occupy it.

The footrub was good, so I thanked him and went upon my merry way, in all likelihood never to meet again.

They always find me and it brightens my day.

Review on Mistress review by mouse

Little mouse wrote a charming review of his time with me, on Mistress Review.

"It is now two weeks since my first visit to Madam Brodie, after much initial discussion.As a xenophobic English man I was suitably humbled to be in the power of such a glorious flower of Scotland. Madam had a look of pure evil in her eye as she exploited me mercilessly. Oh, for more!There are many aspects of fetish, and Madam Brodie caters for me very precisely - She can no doubt do the same for you. As for me, I am looking forward to my next medical and trial for enrolment in the Brodie Academy!" - mouse


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