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What Murdered the Sex Industry?

What Murdered the Sex Industry?

The sex industry, not unlike most industries is going through a HUGE transition and these changes are leaving many folks scratching their heads. I personally don’t think that it’s any one particular issue it’s a myriad of them. I’ll break the few down that I have heard of but I know you’ll have your own.

Artificial intelligence has really gained steam in the last year or so, now men and women both can create their ultimate sex partner and in some cases even animate it to talk to them. This has severely hampered the cam and phone sex industry because why talk to someone who almost is what you’re looking for when you can just create what you want? This is having a devastating effect on the porn industry itself.

Gen Z/Late Millennials

This group of folks have weathered a lot in their short time here. The pandemic alone caused a near epidemic of social anxiety. More and more people have become isolated even after restrictions were lifted. But for Gen Z it goes beyond that. They were, in my opinion, done a disservice by their parents for over coddling. They are the most fearful yet the most ballsy – I know that sounds like an oxy-moron but it’s true. Parents of the no competition we all play for fun bent didn’t prepare their kids for the reality of life. Life IS competition and it left them with no coping skills when the shit hits the fan. They are so socially frightened that to even talk on the phone is too much for many of them. Once again there goes your cam and phone sex industry. Plus they are the primary users of AI at the moment and rightfully so, technology is all they know. But I want to put a caveat here and expand on my ballsy point. This mix of generations is also spearheading the change in corporations. By saying, “we don’t want to work like slaves like our parents did for little to no money,” they are actually going to be the catalyst to raising wages to where they should be instead at the 1989 level they stagnated in. Corporations are already feeling the pinch of no one wanting to work for them anymore for slave wages. So although some may see it as laziness, it’s not, it’s a come to Jesus moment for corps to realize that things are changing and the C-suite had better realize that the days of fat Mack Daddy paychecks are probably coming to a slow, painful end. And this NEEDED to happen.

OnlyFans

Now some of you may think, why OnlyFans they’re a pseudo sex site? Well for those online sex workers who didn’t vacate the platform after they threw us under the bus even they are seeing a dramatic loss in revenue. Why? Because now every D-list actor and actress is flashing their junk for the world to see making huge sums of money leaving unknown sex workers in the dust. Why wouldn’t a guy look at some chick he saw on t.v. growing up as opposed to a random woman? Think about it, you have a foot fetish and some chick you used to see online or on the tube is now selling pics and vids of her feet of course you’re going to go with her and not some rando. So once again, the rich get richer by stepping on us to get where they want to go but they are the first to point fingers. Keep that in mind.

The Economy

Let’s face it we are all either sinking or swimming and most are not only sinking they’re drowning. Some are able to tread water but for how long? So who is going to plunk down money on a video or phone call when you have to pay the rent if you’re lucky enough to have a roof over your head which many are not. So popping over to PornHub for free, if you’re lucky enough to be able to afford internet, is going to be the sex of choice at the moment. I mean really, Apple announces VR headsets at $3500 each, toys only for the rich. People are getting really fed up with this type of blatant, in-your-face wealth disparity.

The Governments

I used a plural on this because this is not an issue restricted to just the United States. Everywhere you look all levels of government are putting restrictions on what adults are allowed to see, watch and experience. No one has been hit harder than the LGBTQ community. Banning drag shows thinking they are harming children, cutting off internet access to certain websites which started with FOSTA/SESTA and has continued behind the scenes for the last five years. Websites where escorts and sex workers could look for clients have been abolished leaving them scrambling for safe ways to do business. And despite their insistence that it was all done to stave off human trafficking all it did was push it further underground making it harder for law enforcement to do their job. Whenever you hear, but think of the children, look for a law coming down the pike against some sexual preference or another.

Fundamentalist Christians

This is a last minute add that some of you might miss unfortunately. But after watching Shiny Happy People on Prime last night it’s clear that this is a huge threat. If you have a chance to watch it, DO IT! Yes it’s about the Duggar family and their weird lot but what is more important is the overall plan of the FC movement which it explains. If there was ever a movement that could destroy the world and send it backwards at high speed this is the one.

Like I said I’m sure you’ll think of a few other issues yourself and please feel free to leave your insights in the comments section (nicely). Now do I think that all of this will totally abolish the sex industry HELL NO! Try as you might you can’t regulate how people get off. And all the repression has just brought more of the taboo fetishes and such to the surface. By governments trying to regulate people’s lives they are in fact, making it all worse by creating more mental health issues. So now some of the sex workers both online and off are dealing with having to change their repertoire of services they offer to appease this type of clientele which in turn harms the sex workers own mental health but one has to put food on the table so nightmares be damned.

The sex industry is shit show right now. Women who are just jumping in thinking they can make $10,000 a month as they’ve been told they can, are realizing that it’s not only hard work but the clients just aren’t there. The money is trickling in and most can’t make a living now, even those who have been in the industry for decades. So for those of you ladies and gents ‘out there’ who are wondering if they did something to kill their business, you didn’t, it’s just the times we’re living in. It will come back, but it’ll be a long time before it evens out into something we can all navigate.

As with everything we will just have to weather this storm of madness and control efforts to see where it all lands. But now is NOT the time to do a deep dive, quit your day job and do sex work. The sex industry isn’t gone, it’s just changing like everything else, like it or not.

It was a Batty Christmas

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Since he’s been chewing impatiently at my ankle I thought I would tell you guys a story about Pauley, if for no other reason than to stop the little fucker from gnawing on me and it’s really the only Christmas story I have for you guys.

Little Pauley was fucked up at a very early age by his sister and by the one tv program that comes up over and over again when it comes to submissive males and their childhood is Batman. Yes don’t try to cover it up, you know that a vast majority of you little twisters out there were introduced to being under the spell of a sexy woman through Catwoman, and Marsha The Queen of Diamonds with her poison love darts. And that’s just Batman, what about Wonder Woman (gotta love that truth lariat)? There are just endless references concerning the psychology of fetish and pop culture. But I digress.

Pauley was a pathetic, annoying little brother and his sister made sure that he knew just how aggravating he was. You see little Pauley would run around the house all day dressed as Batman with his Batman mask on trying to be significant in some way by emulating his hero, the caped crusader. Problem is no matter what he did he was still just irritating little Pauley (and I might add he’s not changed much).

Pauley’s sister, being much older and more superior than her tiny, insignificant and deeply disturbed little brother, would take measures to drive him as crazy as he was driving her. Pauley’s sister would grab him, tie him up with his own rope and begin to tickle his feet until he couldn’t take it anymore. A couple of times he couldn’t take it anymore and little Pauley actually experienced his first orgasm while in one of these fits of intense giggling.

As time went on Pauley’s sister started to torment him with her friends. She and her BFF would again get Pauley tied up and the two of them would take off their own socks and stick their stinky toes under his Batman mask forcing him to endure their aroma all the while swearing they would unmask him and reveal who he really was. (See girls this is what happens when you screw around with your baby brother)

I guess it doesn’t take a complete idiot to see where this ended up going. Now poor, foolish, incredibly pathetic Pauley has intense sexual fantasies of being unmasked in his Batman costume (yes he has one as an adult). To be forced in to the homemade foot stocks he fashioned, barefoot and defenseless, while pretty young (Pauley is middle aged now and is still a pervert) girls tickle his bare feet and smother him with their bare toes wiggling under his mask.

Now really as fetish’s go his are pretty run-of-the-mill and ho hum. Batman, blah, blah we’ve all heard that one before, foot fetish, blah, blah, being barefoot and defenseless, ya da ya da, submissive guy wants to lose control, cal surprise. However somewhere in the midst of him becoming a man (omg I think I just blew milk threw my nose laughing at that word), Pauley, not unlike many of you weak boys out there, decided to look around at the fetish world and see what other kinky delights are out there to enjoy and while doing so tripped over FINANCIAL DOMINATION!!! Yes the dreaded FD rears its seductive head.

Enter the good Doctor. Pauley after being dissatisfied with other girls who say they’ll blackmail him and never do asked me if I would be so kind as to fuck him up real good. And of course, who am I to turn down a good wallet raping? I had him do my requisite thinking about it for 48 hrs and he still felt it would be, ‘fun’. So away I went with what little info he gave me and I actually came back with a lot on him more than usual. I had his wife’s name, he told me where she worked. I did some digging and got his home number and her work number and email. It was perfect.

Pauley really liked knowing I had all the info. It wasn’t a blackmail contract per se. We didn’t have set amounts, I would just basically rev his engine by getting him to beg me not to contact his wife with the plethora of incriminating pictures he’s sent me over time of him ‘fooling around’ with young girls (yes they were of age) who would tease him in the foot stocks and play with his mask with their feet. All of which his lovely wife didn’t know about of course.

As you have probably already guessed Pauley can be annoying. Did I mention, aggravating? And cheap too. He’s the kind of tool who writes you to tell you it’s his birthday and can you do a FREE call with him for his birthday. LOL like I care! And by the way guys, the best way to get under my skin is by asking for handouts.

Pauley had been out of work, a victim of the recent recession/depression. He had spent the entire summer on unemployment just indulging these barefoot and defenseless sexual fantasies. Not looking for a job, not contributing to the household. No just sitting on his ass playing with his dicklet. His wife at this time was pregnant with their 2^nd child. She’s gone through her entire pregnancy with him doing absolutely nothing for her. She’s out there busting her ass to bring home more money. Does he clean the house through the day? No. Does he pick up their eldest child from daycare? No. Does he attempt to make dinner? No she has to do that when she gets home. As a woman, no wait, as a compassionate human-being listening to this made my blood boil.

It’s December, and she’s due to have their kid soon. In other words, she’s very pregnant and bitchy and tired and fully entitled to be all three. All he did was whine about how depressed he was and how he just didn’t get along with her anymore and how he was re-thinking their marriage. Blah, blah, blah. He’s created this situation but can’t see it. So after several real counseling sessions and me urging him to get a shrink he does and I start teaching him how to treat his wife. Shouldn’t have to teach common sense but…

He’s still whining. I hate whining unless it’s for mercy. If it’s for self-pity then move along. It was obvious he just wasn’t ‘getting’ what I was trying to teach him, it was still all about Pauley so I decided to fuck him up real good. I told him he had until 2 days before Christmas (this gave him 2 weeks) to come up with $5000 or his wife would know everything he’s been doing while he’s supposed to have been looking for work. He thought at first that I was joking but soon found out I wasn’t and then his teeny, tiny balls started to curl and sweat. It got down to the deadline and even a few days before he went in to negotiation mode, ‘What if it’s only this much?’ I stood firm. $5000 or he’s a weekend dad.

Well he made the deadline by cashing in part of his 401K.Â And me being the least Grinchiest of Grinches didn’t do this to steal his Christmas. Why no. What did this Grinchy Clause do? I made him go out and buy a diamond bracelet to give to his wife on Christmas morning for being a selfish, retarded little Who. With pictures to prove it of course; you never can trust a cheap, skeezy Who.

See? Dr Sue Saved Christmas! 😉

I’m going to make an addendum to this story. To those of you who think this makes me weak. As a female supremacist I felt his wife was being disrespected and decided to get him to see the light the hard way. This doesn’t make me weak, it makes me true to my word. Sure I could have kept the money or made him send me the bracelet but I could care less. I don’t need his money.

The Story of Mark and Mary

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This is the first of many stories I’m going to relate to you guys. Anything in this category is based on real life situations that have been told to me by various clients through the years. Since I receive a lot of feedback about you nasty boys jerking to my articles I thought you might like to hear some real bedtime stories. (Names changed of course) This one was promised for Paulee, sweet dreams…

Mark was a client of mine who came to me looking for blackmail. Now if you’ve read my articles you know that I love blackmail. What I want you to take from this is the feeling of what he went through, not so much the actions of what I did.

Mark is a crossdressing sissy whose wife doesn’™t have a clue about his kinks. He decided financial domination would be fun and asked me to blackmail him. We chatted for some time on several occasions, me making notes the entire time. I had him do a few simple photo assignments. Nothing major or out of the ordinary, the usual playing dress-up with various toys and messages written to me in lipstick on his chest, you know the ‘usual’.

During our conversations he had told me his wife’s name and what she did for a living. He also told me other info about where he lived. Nothing specific just city and state, but this afforded me the ability to locate his wife’s work and lucky for me she worked in the health industry, physiotherapist to be exact. Didn’t take long to track her down.

I decided that for him to really feel the sting and enjoy that combination of eroticism and fear he needed to hear from me through his wife. So I called her at work. She worked in a large facility which was perfect because I knew she’d be busy as hell. I called and asked for her and told her I was Dr. Sue and that I had heard of her reputation for being an amazing therapist. I said that I wanted to talk to her about some freelance work when she had the time. She told me she couldn’t talk there, as I figured. I gave her a fictitious phone number and told her to call me the next day.

Now why did I do that? Simple, I know she’s going to go home and over dinner say, ‘hey I got a call from this Dr. Sue who wants me to freelance on the side.’ But in the meantime, just so that he had something to stew over, I had emailed him and gave him the name and phone number of her work just to let him know I had the information since he hadn’t given it to me. That caught his attention and yes she did go home and tell him, just as I figured.

I got a frantic email saying he couldn’t take it. He was scared shitless. He wanted out. He didn’t like this at all it was too scary. I told him to wait a couple of days before he made any rash decisions and let the fear subside and see what happens. Sure enough the eroticism of what happened kicked in along with the couple of beers he said he needed. He said he was so turned on it was crazy. Did he still buy his way out? Yes. But he did eventually come back and still does from time to time. You guys always do 😉

Moral of the story: Never call Dr. Sue’s bluff.

Oh yeah and he reads The Review so HI MARK!

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