I’m on a quest to understand strong women personalities in sexuality. Women who know what they want and let people know they are in charge fascinate me.

I’m not sure how much of this memoir is fact vs. fantasy, but it is a fun, easy read complete with black and white photos. From this book, I surmised that to be a Dominatrix I would need: a catchy name (beginning with Mistress or Goddess), some basic equipment, and an office. I mean, a dungeon. Which it turns out is not easy to come by and even harder to hold on to.

The book is about a woman finding her inner Dominatrix–what works, what definitely doesn’t, what situations to avoid. The stories, the personalities, and the peculiarities of kink made my eyebrows raise more than once, as Mistress Chloe feeds her appetite for kink in London in the 1980s and gains a following. As she says, “BDSM is fundamentally pretty hilarious.”

I don’t think I’ll follow in her footsteps, but you can still call me Mistress Kay and kiss my toes while you do it.