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Why a “Nice” Girl Like Me Became a Sex Worker

Sex work helped me escape the confines of the corporate world so I could pursue my creative dreams.

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When Celia, a dominatrix I met at a writer’s group, told me how much money she earned per hour, I was astonished. What she made in an hour on the job took me a couple of days to earn.




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Emme Witt

Emme Witt

Sex writer. Soccer mom. Part-time dominatrix. Treat me to a coffee:

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