In her own words:
I suppose I do owe my fans an explanation for being away for the last year and a half. I have a drinking problem. When it's under control everything is fine, when it isn't, I can be the nastiest bitch alive! One night two years ago it almost ruined my career, at what should have been a high point. At a party, which was a combination of my birthday and coming out party for my newly enhanced tits, at Paddles, in New York, the alcohol and my temper got the best of me.
I had worked for Carter for almost ten years and thought it was time for me to have more control. A major argument soon turned into a cat fight with Mistress Francesca in the street, which I naturally one. My relationship with Carter Stevens seemed to be over.
That was fine with me. I was tired and bored with being on the road and I wanted to be my own boss. I had my boyfriend and a stable of slaves to take care of me and a job managing a successful dungeon.
Things were going great for awhile. After a few months the dungeon owner wanted a more mainstream advertising. I advised against it, if there's one thing I know it's that the majority of people still are not ready to accept people in the S&M business as legitimate, let alone in their neighborhood! So I quit, as it turned out , the authorities raided and closed the place about a month or so later. Being right gave me no satisfaction, I was still out of a job!
Now I had to rely on dancing. I am a great dancer and an exhibitionist, but, I am an entertainer, not just a go-go dancer who shakes her tits at every drunk with a dollar. Without a good booking agent this limits the places to work. I did a couple of weeks of shows with my slave at the one local club that will allow and act like mine. But this too, soon dried up.
In time my disposition became intolerable for anyone near me. I started to lose my slaves, and what is a Mistress without slaves? The drinking got heavier, I was getting more and more overweight and depressed. If it wasn't for the help of my boyfriend, whom I've been with for years, and my personal slave this time could have been more unpleasant.
For making money and getting back into shape, a couple of lower level dancing gigs had to be taken. Hey, I was the one who fucked up so I didn't mind paying the price. Slowly my mind, body and spirit were coming back together.
There was one last thing to be done, a drive up to the Summit to see Carter. Carter has had his own health problems recently and I was anxious to see him. I had to convince Carter that things had changed. I was into AA and had stopped drinking. I was exercising regularly and I was getting back into even better shape than I was when I went off the deep end. Carter understood that the Booze had made me do things I would never have done otherwise and once I convinced him that Alcohol was a thing of the past, he welcomed me back just as if nothing had ever happened between us. It's good to be back and in the month's ahead I will be selecting a new stable of lucky slaves to serve the new improved Mistress Cherri and will be sharing my adventures with you all. I am also getting back into dancing and I will be traveling once again, so if any of you slaves out there want to serve me while I am in your town contact me today. CHERRI