Here’s an excerpt from a surprisingly endearing article in the NY Press by Jessica Wood, erstwhile Pro-Domme wannabe:

‘…Mark lived with his new girlfriend, who worked as a professional dominatrix, and when I walked into their apartment that day, Mark’s girlfriend was there. She looked up at me from her typewriter, and her eyes lit up. Besides being a famous dom, she was also a very well-known author of fetish and S&M books. “Hey, you’re hot, young and blond, how much you making at your job?” asked Mark’s girlfriend.

She was something. Fire engine red hair down to her waist, huge breasts, tiny waist (in corset) and 7-inch, black stiletto heels. She walked over to me and circled like she hadn’t eaten in awhile. “Nice to meet you, too. Mark, you here?” I said peering around their dining room table. I was still out of breath from the five-flight walk up and now I was nervous I’d have to be alone with this lady. “Mark’ll be right out… What was your name, darling?” She had a voice like Catwoman, deep and smooth and suddenly I wanted to relax and get to know her. “I’m Jessica, it’s nice to meet you finally. Mark’s told me so much about you.” I felt dwarfed. “He sure didn’t tell me you were such a dish,” she said, sounding like a Russ Meyer movie…’

Read more here.