Still, I was curious, so I kept looking. And I kept encountering the same problem: most wouldn’t talk, many were hostile (unsurprising, given their line of work), some struck me as outright fakes. It was hard going.
Then I connected with Princess Meggerz. Giving her age as “late 20s,” she lives in Brooklyn, seems forthcoming and down to earth, doesn’t take herself too seriously, and rakes in over $200,000 a year -- all of which she claims on her taxes. Her haul comes via cash and gifts from men who are happy to grovel online, fulfill Amazon wish lists, and send money via Western Union, all without meeting her IRL. They usually find the Princess through her website, meggerz.com, which commands, “Pay to obey.”
We met at a cocktail lounge near where she lives. She wore a casual skirt and a black tank-top that showed ample cleavage, courtesy of a devoted subject who ponied up $10,000 for implants. She’s got long brown hair, a girlish smile, and a wiseass demeanor. She’s sharp, and went out of her way to engage as she told me her story.