Mrs Peel: Adrenaline Junkie

So why do I love this image so much? Ok, lets get past the obvious...It's Diana Rigg, the infamous Mrs Peel herself. Responsible for a few million viewers thoughts turning to jelly at the sight of her. And responsible for first inspiring my brain into it's kinky ways.

Emma was always seen as being in the spy game for the kicks. Highly capable and rarely rattled she was the 1960's thrill seeker. Even when facing the latest diabolical deathtrap or lunatic scientists/etc she kept her cool and either escaped or displayed the kind of calm that a zen buddist would kill for. One would almost thing she enjoyed being in danger and peril...? Take this picture. Here she is, strapped down and helpless yet the little smile and utter lack of panic, fear or even concern. It seems that she's allowed herself to be captured to take a break from herself. She can relax from being the tough martial-arts skilled spy and just indulge herself. Let her indulge a submissive side. So relaxed is she you'd swear she enjoys bondage and leather?

Of course, she could just be a sociopath who gets her kicks from near death experiences...

Wecome to the Dungeon

Hi there

Welcome to the dungeon, please excuse the cobwebs and rats..they're just there for dramatic effect.

So...allow me to introduce your humble Dungeon Mistress. Why would I run a dungeon where I wind up the captive as much as the captor? Well, I'm a little bit mixed up to tell the truth...beyond my upbringing I have always been someone with authority who's biggest and best fantasies lay in being the one who's authority is stripped away. Kinda strange for someone who runs a department with 45 people you'd think? Throw in a childhood watching Emma Peel show a strong and powerful feminine spy who ran about in a leather catsuit (though not nearly enough) and got herself tied up at the drop of a hat, mix it up with my growing realisation I got warm thoughts about cheerleaders rather than jocks and you get the makings of the devious, perverse and kink crazed figure who'll walk into her office in a severe skirt & blouse outfit, close the door to her private office, sit at her desk and cuff her own ankle to the chair leg before calling her unsuspecting secretary in to go over the days workload...

So welcome to the dungeon, grab a whip or pick a cell depending on your fancy and get comfy!