I was going on my seventh month of unemployment, when I decided to become a Dominatrix. I had worked as a personal assistant, long-distance operator, and a customer-service clerk, but there was nothing on my resume to suggest that I’d be good at fetish work. I was just so frustrated at not having a job, and having to fend off debt-collectors, that I was willing to try almost anything.
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