I Was A Dominatrix

By Rosa Campbell

I was a dominatrix for a while, when I really needed the money! I think that’s about as alternative as you can get. I got the job one day by looking at those sex ads in the back of the NOW magazine.

At the time, I was just so broke and scared, and the last thing on earth I was going to do was go back home. I’d still be damned if I’d do that. I guess I was like 18, completely broke, and I read this ad in NOW for dominatrixes — they just wanted people who were good actresses and I said to myself: hey, I can do that.

So I went down to this place, this house that these two fags owned and I got hired. I was making a lot of money and I got a lot of my inner frustrations out.

When I had bad days, I would hope somebody would call so I could beat them up. They wanted to be hurt — that’s what they were paying for. Oh yeah, well, some people didn’t want to be hurt, they just wanted me to humiliate them. People are sick.

The thing is, do you know who these people were? All guys in suits driving Jaguars and Mercedes Benz and BMWs — heads of companies, stuff like that. This one guy worked for IBM, this other guy was a super-engineer, one was a doctor, there was a principal of a private school.

They were all like 40 or so. Rich — they must be because we charged $150 for a half hour, and $300 for an hour. Plus they’d give me $50 tips and buy me clothes.

It was crazy. I didn’t even have to do anything except humiliate them and tell them what jerks they were and beat them.

It was great for a while, then they wanted me to get sexual with them, which was not part of the deal. I was like, oh god, these people are running my city and on their lunch breaks they go and get beaten by a dominatrix because it’s the only way they can get an erection. At like ten o’clock in the morning! Who the hell would want to get beaten at ten o’clock in the morning.

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