How it all began

One of the questions most often asked of Professional Dominatrices is how they got started. This question can come from submissives, friends, family members, women interested in getting into the business, or people we meet at parties. Not a day goes by without someone asking me the question, whether online or in person. I've always loved hearing other people's stories, so here's mine. The short version anyway.

I've always been a very sexual person. I first got a lot of pleasure from my own body before I started getting pleasure from others. I also love to play. Those who know me well will tell you that I'm a thrill-seeker, always on the lookout for adventure and exciting experiences. BDSM elements were already part of my early sexual experiences, but I wasn't aware of them at the time. I practiced spankings, humiliations or games with dildo belts because it was exciting, a little taboo and it just felt good.

One particularly hot day in the summer of 2012, I walked into my local bookseller and bought "50 shades of Grey"(don't judge me, we'll talk about it later). I devoured the book in an afternoon, fascinated as I was by power exchangeand the idea that someone could give so much of themselves for sexual pleasure. I'm a curious person, so I quickly started reading up on the subject.

I discovered Fetlife soon after, and that was the beginning of my ascent to the top. fabulous world of BDSM. I then started attending munch, I went to swingers clubs for fetish evenings, met people, talked, played and read everything I could get my hands on. I was hooked.

A few years later, I was in Paris and very involved in the scene. kinky. I go to BDSM parties every week and have a few regular (and many occasional) play partners. I read a dating site kinky and get to know a foot fetishist. We talk for two weeks, but can't find a time to meet.

One day, he texts me to ask if I'm free, and I reply that I am. "How much?" he asks. How much? I wasn't expecting that. I wasn't expecting that at all! I just wanted a little pervert lick my feet for a while, maybe my pussy if all goes well. I text my then-girlfriend, who was and still is a sex worker, asking how much I should charge him. He comes over, sniffs my feet for a while, throws some money on the table and leaves. Brilliant! I've just made 200 euros for something I love.

I started talking to my friends, apprehensive about turning professional "for real". Making a little money here and there is one thing, defining yourself as a full-fledged sex worker is quite another. On the other hand, coming from the USA, I had social biases that influenced my vision of the sex work.

Even if I've always supported the cause that women should be able to use their assets to do what they want with their bodiesdoing it myself was something else entirely. I vacillated for months, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. It's incredibly satisfying to be paid to give pleasure, especially when it's to do what you love. I decided to take the plunge.

The early days weren't easy. I wasted a lot of time with fantasists who just wanted to talk to a woman. "true dominatrix"But I loved what I did, and being as stubborn as I am, I persisted. But I loved what I was doing, and stubborn as I am, I persisted. I was lucky enough to have people around me with whom I could talk freely about my decision. They gave me support and advice, and encouraged me to follow my own path. Professional dominatrix, and are still with me today.

I learned a lot about myself, about the difference between dominate your personal life and as a professional activity, about sexuality and its perversions (I never use that word in a negative sense), on power exchange and letting go, and finally on how to run a business. It's a difficult experience, but incredibly rewarding.

Just over two years have passed since I placed this ad on a website as a Domina Professional. I don't think I'll ever take it off.