I was thinking about My past. When it all started. Back in 2001. In 2001, I became a Dominatrix and a Model. It truly seems like yesterday …………I remember the interview at the house (dungeon in Chicago). I parked my car, my hands were shaking, I was thinking, “What am I doing?” But, I nailed it. I was hired. I learned a lot from the other Women there (I am still friends with two to this day). We all started at this house. A friend of a friend told me about the dungeon. Prior to being hired, in 2000, I was trained by a Master/Mistress couple. To make a long story short, I approached them at a goth club, I wanted to learn about the BDSM lifestyle, and they were eager to teach me ‘the ropes’. I attended private dungeon parties with them, and I instantly knew, “This is where I belong”. I’ve seen a countless number of scenes, and participated in a few, Myself. I remember the atmosphere, the location, and a few kinksters. Before meeting the couple, I learned about the wonderful world of BDSM in high school out of all places. Ok, 2001. August 2001. The first day at the ‘house’, I remember being a humid day. I was asked to watch different scenes taking place with each Mistress & their slave. Some scenes, I was asked to participate. For instance, “Help make up the sissy”, etc etc. I couldn’t wait to have my own one-on-one scene. So a week or two later, I had My first one-on-one scene. I was… to be honest…. so nervous! I’m trying to think… was it a Crossdressing scene? A foot worship scene? My mind draws a blank. I just remember the nerves. I thought, “I have no time to be nervous. Be myself”. Fast forward to 2019. Holy shit, I live in NYC now. Holy shit, I’m not in Chicago. I’m still a Dominatrix. This is great. This is fulfilling. This is who I am. And I am loving it ! I will write more soon.
