I’ll never forget my first time.

It was phenomenal. Not my first time having sex with a guy — because let’s be honest, that particular experience for most of us falls somewhere on a spectrum between mediocre and awkward. I mean the first time I got to fuck someone with a strap-on. The first time I got to feel the addictive rush of bending someone over and hearing her moan as I pressed deep inside her.

While working at the dungeon, I began to discover some of my own fetishes by getting to explore what my clients were into. Sometimes something unexpected would turn out to be my obsession for months to come, but I rarely got to fulfill my own favorite fetish since it was against the rules.

I may not have gotten to unleash my strongest desire with my clients, but in my coworkers I found a... Read More