I’m a sex worker for the rich and famous — this is what they prize above all else

There’s something Melissa Todd can guarantee (Picture: Getty Images/iStockphoto) Frequently I’m asked if I’ve spanked anyone famous. Why yes, I have. Lots of famous bottoms have found their way over my lap. Writers, actors, politicians. But I won’t tell you who. I won’t even play twenty rounds of Guess Who with you until you stumble upon the right answer. I know, I’m a rotten spoilsport. Partly this is for practical reasons: if I gave out the identity of my clients my career would be over. No one would ever trust me again, and trust is the sacred bond underpinning all kink. This is as true, incidentally, of the non-famous as the famous. Brian from Kettering is equally anxious his mum and mates shouldn’t know his kinky predilictions as the man whose antics would be front page news. But more than practical, I keep secrets because it’s the right thing to do. Everyone has a right to a private life. It’s a privilege to be allowed to peek at people’s most intimate, closely cherished vulnerabilities and desires, and immoral and unthinkable to share those desires with a curious, prurient stranger. Usually I don’t know a famous face is on his way. They call themselves John or Trev in their emails, then watch my jaw drop when I open the door. Men show up at Melissa’s door wanting discretion (Picture: Getty Images) I’ve learned not to say, ‘gosh, you look familiar, or heavens, has anyone ever said you look just like that bloke off the telly…?’. For too often it is that bloke off the telly, and he wants a day off from it. Sign up to The Hook-Up, Metro's sex and dating newsletter Love reading juicy stories like this? Need some tips for how to spice things up in the bedroom? Sign up to The Hook-Up and we'll slide into your inbox every week with all the latest sex and dating stories from Metro. We can't wait for you to join us! I get a lot of actors. I wonder if I’m on some secret trustworthy domme list kept in a secret vault in the West End, given how many kinky actors have rapped anxiously on my door, collar turned up against prying eyes. Ask Metro Use AI to go deeper into the stories you care about – powered by Metro and trusted publications. I used to feel anxious about role-playing with people who’ve been classically trained and appeared in Ibsen and Shakespeare. Anxious at the thought of them being forced to listen to my stumbled, ‘um, Godfrey, I’m simply outraged and baffled you keep being late for school, and have decided that a short sharp shock delivered to you bare buttocks this morning is the only possible…’. Now I don’t care so much. That’s the joy of getting older. They keep coming back, not to critique my theatrical technique, but to get their bums striped. Spanking for pleasure has been happening for at least 25 centuries. Some of my clients only want a pleasant glow on their backsides, while some want their pain to mean something. They want to act out a story. They’re there to submit, to surrender their autonomy, to find or return to some magical place that no one else understands. Now, I rather enjoy it. I stand in my stockings thinking, wow, you’ve acted opposite Olivia Coleman, you’ve won awards, but today you’ve got me. This is to give nothing away. Everyone has acted opposite Olivia Coleman, except me. I’ll admit she’s yet to visit my play room to be scolded for untidy homework, but give it time. Politicians too. Always Tory, or Right of Tory. I suspect an interest in politics is probably kinky in origin – who has power, who deserves power, what will they do with power if they get it – these are as much the preoccupation of the political class as the kinkster. Her famous clients want a day off (Picture: Getty Images/Connect Images) More like this... It’s delightful to see a man who can command a country, a company or an audience of thousands finding himself entirely at my mercy. But power doesn’t disappear when the door closes; it merely changes hands. And I’d no more betray that trust than I’d give away the identity of the man who begs me to take it from him. In this business, it’s discretion that’s prized above all else. What happens over my lap stays over my lap. Deals of the Day The Orlando holiday deal Disney fans shouldn't miss We're adding this discounted NEOM gift set straight to basket Want an LED face mask for less? This Black Friday deal could save you hundreds This teeth whitening sale could save you up to 64% before Black Friday These Simba Black Friday deals are too good for tired shoppers to ignore Always and forever. Do you have a story you’d like to share? Get in touch by emailing MetroLifestyleTeam@metro.co.uk Arrow MORE: The one ‘feral’ sentence that sent women’s vaginas into meltdown Arrow MORE: I leave my husband to have submissive and masochistic sex with another man Arrow MORE: The 3 types of ‘normalised’ porn that are now banned in the UK The Hook Up Metro's hottest newsletter, with juicy stories and tips for spicing things up in the bedroom. 18+