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BDSM Escort
(Domina Martine)

When I was a young student going to university, I did have a lot of fun. I really enjoyed life to the fullest. But what I really enjoyed most was sex. In fact, some of my friends would have said that I had some sort of sexual addictions. They might have been on to something, that I myself failed to admit. However, after graduating with a liberal arts degree in Elizabethan Literature with a minor in music appreciation, the job market looked pretty bleak. I was lucky though in finding a job after graduation as a clerk in the local library. Unfortunately, between my huge Student Loan debts and my terrible spending habits I soon found myself in a bit of a bind. I had to find a way out of the debt spiral I was in. 



While surfing the internet I came upon a news story about prostitution. It had said that many students had taken up the world's oldest profession as a way to pay off their Student loan obligations. So I got to thinking as I sipped my morning coffee and I searched for even more info on the internet, just out of curiosity of course. I was surprised to see a number of escort agencies. Some of them actually looked downright glamorous. I could say curiosity ended up killing the cat since I took the plunge and wrote to a couple of them, sending a few summer photos of me by the pool or beach. I had doubted anything would come of and even if they had, I wasn't sure that I could make such a career change. So I soon put it out of my mind.



When I got home from working at the library, I checked my email and was surprised to find that I had three replies in my mailbox. Both replies were very intriguing, but I couldn't do it, or could I? I did enjoy sex, but how could I have sex with a total stranger, even if they were really good-looking. What if they were fat, and ugly? Well at least it didn't matter if they were male or female since I had a few experiences of both back in college. Then again, when I looked at the money they were offering a minimum of $250 an hour, tax-free. Damn! I could sure use the money! Just a single client a week would pay me enough to pay of my debts in no time. If I had more than one, who knows what I could do with all that money! This opportunity seemed too good to be true. Besides, I really did enjoy sex. Why not just try it out for a few weeks?