Editor's Note: This book is a non-fiction memoir of a real-life dominatrix, and not a fictional romance novel.
Jenny Nordbak’s debut erotic memoir is touching, funny, and fascinating. This book is heavy on graphic descriptions of life as a dominatrix in an L.A. dungeon, so beware! The kinksters and perverts among us will love the details used to describe Nordbak’s clients and their various fetishes while the author embarks on a personal journey to understand and explore her sexuality.
In the vein of 2005’s Belle de Jour: Diary of an Unlikely Call Girl, Nordbak was an “ordinary girl” until she entered the world of sex work. Although she lives an alternative lifestyle and occasionally engages in what some readers may see as self-destructive behavior (minor spoiler alert: there is recreational drug use in this book), our heroine’s adventures aren’t mere titillation. Instead, they serve the greater goal of displaying the ways in which Nordbak learns about power, compassion, and even love through her time as a dominatrix.
One thing I particularly enjoyed about this book is that it describes the author’s journey into the world of kink from the beginning. We aren’t simply plopped down in the middle with no idea how she got to the dungeon in the first place. (Maybe she got lost on the way to the grocery store?). After all, who among us hasn’t wondered how to go about becoming a professional mistress?