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A former Catholic schoolgirl from the South finds her calling in the big city, fulfilling one fetishistic fantasy after another. If Josie notices, she does not let on or she does not care. From the moment she walked into the cafe, with its ambient lighting and seductive lounge music, Josie knew this was not the place for her. But the money was good, real good. Can u come back early?

When she was a journalist, Olivia Troy decided to write a story on men who liked being sexually dominated. She accepted an apprenticeship with a professional dominatrix—and became hooked on the rush of power and uncensored sexuality. Now, after having spent several years as a dominatrix herself, Troy is a BDSM consultant, helping TV shows and Broadway productions tell accurate stories about kink. Troy views her career as part of a larger effort to empower women sexually, which she also believes empowers them in the rest of their lives. We spoke with her about what it's like to be a dominatrix and what happens when women gain control over their sexuality. I first thought, I'll just do this so I can learn some things and then I'll quit, because I was like, "I don't need to be a sex worker. I have a master's degree.

But by the time she was 19, she was tapping into both fantasy and rebellion, working in a high-class "dungeon" in midtown Manhattan as a dominatrix, bringing men to their knees in sexually submissive role-play games. I was infatuated with alternate realities and having the experiences of other characters' lives," said Febos, now In her new memoir, "Whip Smart: The True Story of a Secret Life," Febos describes her life as a "domme," numbing herself with drugs and playing out the sexual fantasies of the men with switches, restraints and verbal abuse.

In white thigh-highs topped with bows, four-inch pumps, a short plaid skirt, and a cropped blouse knotted at the chest a la early Britney Spears, I consider my reflection while twirling pigtails to amplify the innocent look. Save for a thick layer of rouge on her lips, the raven haired Boyer wears all black. With each passing moment I grow more nervous about the impending spanking session.