Published: by melissa stadlmann |
permalink Yes, I was nervous, but mostly I was excited. It was my first day as Mistress Darkness, a professional dominatrix. As a black graduate student in her 20s who had previously held down employment as a gym teacher and library assistant, I surprised myself when I answered the ad on Craigslist. I needed a flexible, part-time job to supplement my graduate assistantship stipend and the $65-$85/hr compensation sounded like easy money. I had always been intrigued by the sex industry, but the thought of being a sex worker clashed with my feminist ideals. I decided to make an exception for this dominatrix listing, which seemed different to me with its strict "no sex or nudity" policy. I stood in my new office -- a dungeon surrounded by cages, whips and harnesses. Most of the equipment, I could still only imagine a purpose for. After all, I only had two days of dome boot camp. Despite the fact that I looked ready to play the part, I wasn't sure I felt ready. But I
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