Strippers And Escorts Share Their First Day On The Job.
The first day on the job is always scary, but it’s a whole other ballgame for those in the adult entertainment industry. Strippers, escorts, and other sex workers are sharing their first day on the job and what it felt like getting so… close to people.
I was very nervous. No one in my life knew I was going to work as a SW. The madam at the brothel knew it was my first time but she gave me very little useable advice. An older experienced SW told me what I needed to know to get through my first client. My first client was a young man, he treated me well and the sex was vanilla. It wasn’t scary or anything. He made it easy. I think I had a few clients that night, I can’t remember.
Confusing and awkward. And advertising through craigslist wasnt easy either. I labeled it naked amateur massage. Lol. I honestly dont remember my first in memory because a lot has happened in several years. I have a lot of great times too. So the bad ones dont stick out to heavily anymore.
I’m an independent escort; I don’t work for any company or have a pimp. My first date was a car date (I know, stupid af). I was very nervous but the guy was really sweet and nice, clean and good looking. After the date was over I bought a few beers and chilled out. I was happy.
I was in a pinch for cash so I decided to try prostitution for a while. I was really nervous at first but honestly the people who requested my service were much more awkward than I was so I got over it pretty quickly.
Stripper here. Was a nanny before and one night decided fuck it at 18 yrs old. My first night was the night I realized how many guy have mommy issues. I was still breastfeeding when I started, a guy squeezed my boobs and for the rest of the night kept calling me mommy (so many guys wanted to buy my milk…. so many) Another guy whipped his dick out and said “just sit on it”. Oh oh can’t forget arm pit licking guy!! Stage was absolutely nerve wracking and I’m sure I looked like a newborn baby deer, possibly worse considering I had never walked in heels before that night. From being a nanny to kids – to being mommy to adults, let’s talk about a curve ball
First day as a stripper… Ahem, dancer: I had been working in a club near a military installation as a cocktail waitress, and I was killing it. Found out a new place was opening, in an area with potentially better clientele. Got hired as a cocktail waitress again. Showed up for day one, and started working… I’m taking orders, doing body shots, etc. The GM comes up to me about halfway through the shift and tells me to come into the office. Immediately my stomach drops, and I’m fully prepared to have some Casting Couch shit pulled on me. He didn’t make a move on me, but he informed me I would no longer be a waitress if I wanted my job. He said that it was the stage or nothing. I remember the way he pitched it was by appealing to my ego, “I can’t have a girl like you behind the bar and on the floor all night, running around. I need you on the big stage.”
So, I did it. He told me to pick out a song I knew really well, have a couple shots, and go for it. It surprised me how easy it was, honestly.
Barely hits the sex work umbrella I guess but interesting all the same. About 8 months ago I started sugar babying and selling pictures. At first I was pretty nervous as I was doing it as a survival job, but even after I got hired fill time at my current job I kept doing it because i started to enjoy it. It’s really interesting what men want sometimes.
My first day stripping was terrifying. I wore off brand stripper shoes so my feet absolutely killed me. I was scared out of my mind to talk to people I was a nervous wreck. Luckily the girls at the club were nice and helped me figure out what to do. I’m still stripping a year later and it’s pretty much second nature now I love it and i’m pretty good. I also do porn now and my first day doing that was addicting! I loved it I had so much fun it made me feel invincible.
Full service sex worker here. Don’t remember it. I was 19, just dumped and needed money. I think I did alright.
My first time I got paid $850 to have a guy smell my armpits. It took 15 minutes, and he drove me home. I was only was supposed to get $400. I need up doing the business for 2 years.
I got VERY lucky. My first ever client was an attractive, middle aged man who lived in a huge and pristine house. After all was said and done, I divulged that he was my first client. He looked me in my eyes and said ‘you shouldn’t be doing this.’ I only did it for about six weeks.
My first day as a dominatrix, I was so nervous but I have had acting training (in school, not for the job) so once I got ‘into character’ it went a lot smoother. Now it’s less acting and a lot more natural. It’s funny because I’m very introverted and kind of quiet, but when my domme rolls out, it’s a transformation. My first client wanted me to tie him up, humiliate him a bit and step on his face. It was fun for me, and surprisingly empowering.
First day on the job stripping—I was 19 and worked in a very tiny club (used to call it my shoebox club) with a wobbly pole from Lowe’s that went through a gaping hole in the ceiling. Had a panic attack in the dressing room before it was my turn to go on stage cause getting partially naked in front of strangers for the first time is very unsettling, and then came out to see people that I vaguely knew sitting by the tip rail (I used to live small city). I had actually biked past them on the way to get there! Proceeded to awkwardly roll around on stage and accidentally kicked an ash tray off the tip rail at them. Not my finest hour.
I once worked for a company where I would reply to explicit text messages. First day I thought it was really funny and kinda cool, I did it from home so I would tell my partner about some of the messages I would get. It was explained to me that I would handle several ‘profiles’ of women. I was sure the men knew it’s a fantasy line as the manager told me it was clear on their website. But she would not tell me what the name of that site was. Anyway as time went on I realised that the Johns were texting what they thought were real women. They kept referring to it as a dating website. I kept getting general emails from my manager repeatedly to say we must always say we “liked the idea of meeting sometime” but never agree to, and to keep saying we wanted to talk longer first to keep them replying for longer. Some of these men had been texting ‘one woman’ for YEARS, when in reality that profile could be handled by 20+ women a day. Found out from one John that it was advertised as meet local singles for sex, and they had to spend £3 per message and were getting frustrated that the women never met up.
So, I started off doing erotic massage back when I was basically homeless and just couch surfing my way around NYC, working any odd jobs I could find. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was living off stale food left forgotten in random peoples fridges, so I went for it. I posted an ad on a website with a friend and within a few hours got an inquiry. I didn’t screen or take any precautions because I didn’t know any better, and in retrospect I was INCREDIBLY lucky. I was so nervous. I got all dressed up in the only halfway decent thing I owned. I went to his hotel and when he opened the door my mouth nearly fell open. He was so fucking handsome and I was floored. He was a 30 something businessman from Iceland, in NYC for work. He was absolutely delightful. He was charming, intelligent, immaculate, and funny. I had an amazing hour with him and walking away with what I normally could make in a week working my ass off at a shit cafe getting abused by rich customers who were fine with spending $7 on a latte but not tipping a single cent. The 180° change in my job status was shocking.
I’m a dancer, my first day was kind of awkward but I think I got the hang of it quickly. I was interested in pole tricks before I started the job so I was pretty good at those already, but had no idea what to do for the actual dancing part. My coworker had to show me how to give a lap dance lol. Talking to customers was also nerve-racking but I quickly learned to just ask questions and they would spend the rest of the conversation talking about themselves.
My first day as a dancer was really eye opening to me. I was 18 and had just moved into a large city alone. I had never made my own money before and I was extremely naive. I had never seen or done any drugs before and was shocked that they were everywhere in the club. I did my first private dance that night and the man I was with had pulled out a sizable bag of cocaine and expected me to indulge with him- and was very surprised when I turned him down as if it was normal. Throughout the rest of the dance the man forcefully pulled me into him so I was rubbing against him and couldn’t even dance. Being that I was new I didn’t know that I should tell him not to touch me like that- and man did it feel super nasty. I worked fully nude and at first it felt really uncomfortable to have men looking at me, touching me, and bribing me for sex. However, I made about $400 that first night, the first money I ever earned, and it was incredibly rewarding.
Almost 4 years later I am still at that club dancing. Nothing shocks me now, I love what I do, and I definitely lay the law down with my guests.
Brothel receptionist here. Fuckin terrifying, didn’t understand what was going on, just that it was fast paced and confusing. I checked on a client before all the ladies had met by accident and one of them went off at me. Luckily that didn’t deter me, 5 years later I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. My bartending years gave me experience with drunks, cash handling, multi tasking and customer service and I’m very comfortable around nudity so it turned out to be a perfect fit. Added bonus of helping to provide a safe space for sex workers to do their thing, and being surrounded by beautiful ladies and sexual energy makes me feel all warm n fuzzy inside.
Not sure if it’s considered as a sex worker, but I do camming, I really enjoy it. My first day I did it I was so nervous and anxious the whole time, nothing exciting really happened but I was so nervous I was going to get some hate on there and people where going to be mean. I have realized about 98 percent of the people are really nice and fun, but the other 2 percent are so nasty. I have had people try to get me to talk about my children in a fucked up sexual way.. I have people demand things.
But overall I highly recommend it for a hobby and not a job.
Dancer here. I remember coming home with around 120$ on a Saturday and saying “Okay, not bad”. Now I’m not satisfied unless that’s a solid grand. Surprisingly, I wasn’t nervous at all about going on stage or being naked. Guess I’m a natural!
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