But also, deep soul fulfilment. Find out why.
First off, let me explain what this story is.
I’m inviting other erotic writers to show what they can do on my Substack page. It is part of my evil plan to take over the whole of Substack with erotica! If anyone is interested in being my next guest, read this post, then DM me xxx
My twenty-first guest writer is Sapphire’s Sexy Stories who writes honestly and persuasively about her life as a sex worker. From my limited experience beyond erotic writing, I can relate to her central tenet that it is really like any other job, and should be treated as such.
For anyone on either side of this work, you’ll love what she writes. This is erotic writing and writing about sex as it’s most relatable despite the ‘taboo’.
Let’s start with an interview…
A little about myself…
I am a sex worker who loves my work! I have worked in the sex industry since the late 80s, in massage parlours, brothels and as an independent escort.
My mission is to help the world to understand that sex work is vital and important work, and that sex workers should be revered not reviled.
What are my stories normally about?
My stories are about my experiences of working in the sex industry. My specialties are working with people with disabilities, providing kinks and fetishes, role play and conscious sexuality.
I also plan to share some stories from the erotic trainings and sex parties I go to. I have so many stories to tell!
What inspired me to write erotica?
I love writing and I love sharing stories from my work. I want to show the world that sex workers are truly heroes.
So many people look down on sex workers or feel sorry for us. It is time to release this collective shame around sex work so that we can all truly embrace our erotic potential.
My stories are here to both normalise and glorify the sexy erotic power of this work.
How much of what I wrote is from lived experience?
All my stories are from my own life, mainly from my work as a sex worker, but I may also include stories from my personal life, the sex parties and temples I go to, and the erotic trainings I attend! So much juiciness to share!
You may also find me ranting about how important sex work is to the world, or describing some ancient history about the origins of sex work!
But I promise, none of it is made up! It’s all true!
Are you published elsewhere?
I am part of an anthology called Embracing Your Eros: Discovering Vibrance, Passion, Magic, and Abundance Through Embodied Sensuality.
My chapter is called Emerging from the Shadows: How Releasing Collective Shame Around Sex Work Sets Us Free.
Links to the book: amazon.com.au/dp/B0GRJ4GZZ6 Australia
https://tinyurl.com/4xr39nab UK Amazon
https://a.co/d/06I2cFYL American Amazon
At it’s most basic level, sex work is just that - work. It’s a job. Like any other job, it can sometimes be easy work or it can be hard work. Like most jobs, workers can be underpaid, or earn a fortune. Workers can be exploited, or empowered. There are risks, and benefits. Some people love their work and take exquisite pride in doing a wonderful job every time, and others couldn’t care less and are just doing it for the money. But that is the same in any job. Doctors, lawyers, financial advisers, builders, child care workers, salespeople, public servants, waitresses. Name any profession and these things are true.
When someone thinks of a sex worker, or meets one in real life, the most common question they ask in their mind, or sometimes even ask the worker directly, is; why? What made you decide to do this?
Do you ask this whenever you meet a doctor or a teacher, or a secretary? I doubt it. And why is this? This is because it is not actually a question, although certainly some curiosity might be there. It is a moral judgment. An expression of shock, disgust or pity. It implies the question; what terrible circumstances in life led you to this terrible state of degradation?!
Imagine a world where, instead of most people feeling shock, disgust or pity in the presence of a sex worker, people feel reverence, awe, and gratitude. Instead of “What made you do this?” people might say “Thank you for your service!”, with a smile, and mean it.
Because the truth is, sex workers have an important role in society. We are brave, self-sacrificing and show incredible strength and compassion. Sex workers provide touch, affection, a listening ear, sensuality, excitement, pleasure and care to people who would otherwise be deprived of these basic human needs.
People with disabilities, grieving widows, the lonely, the elderly, the frail, people struggling with mental health issues, people questioning and exploring their sexuality and/or gender; these are just a handful of the kinds of people who benefit from seeing sex workers. Sex workers are heroes and deserve recognition for our work in the world!
Let me tell you about one of my clients, let’s call him Noel. Noel reached out to me a number of years ago. Noel has a degenerative illness that is slowly robbing him of speech and mobility. Before this happened, he led an active life, holding two jobs and a busy social life and fulfilling love life. Now, he struggles to move around his house with his walking frame, and finds social situations difficult. Communication is slow, and people assume from his speech that he has intellectual disabilities. Noel is spiralling into anger, depression and frustration.
He lives in a lovely old house with his parents, who are always away when I come to visit. This home is complete with white picket fence and rose bushes, high ornate ceilings and wooden floorboards.
When I meet Noel, standing in his bedroom with his walking frame, he is all smiles; part nervous, part excited. We undress and lay together, talking and cuddling for a while, his favourite songs blaring from the TV screen. My wandering hands move down to his cock and within minutes of fairly light touch, his excitement finds release and I’m reaching for the tissues.
He stammers an apology, and I reassure him that all is well, we have plenty of time left, so we can keep exploring more. He relaxes, and as we begin again. This time, he wants to also give me pleasure. I open myself to his caresses, and respond with moans of delight.
This same man who struggles to walk, who finds talking sheer frustration, whose life feels like an endless ocean of exasperation, was rediscovering a way to communicate and connect, through the language of sensual touch, giving and receiving pleasure. His hands feel good on my body; strong, yet gentle. Fully present, drinking in every sound, sensation, sight and taste, Noel became immersed in bliss, but more than that, it felt like with every exchange of touch, he was reviving his dignity, his masculine presence, his aliveness, which had all been lost in a sea of despair.
While I straddled him and moved my hips to the rhythm of the 80s songs, looking down at his face showing pure ecstasy, eyes closed, lost in erotic abandonment, I felt such fulfilment. Being paid to give and receive pleasure is already such a wonderful gift, but when the exchange of pleasure means this much to someone, it feels like deep soul fulfilment. Sex work is work, yes, but also so much more. For many of us, it is a calling.
I have many more stories to tell, my loves, and I’m excited to share them with you. Stay awhile, relax with me, and you might learn a few more things from me about the wonderful world of sex work!
My website: sapphire-woods.com
Links to the book: amazon.com.au/dp/B0GRJ4GZZ6 Australia
https://tinyurl.com/4xr39nab UK Amazon
https://a.co/d/06I2cFYL American Amazon
I have great respect for the sex work profession. I’ve used the services of many sex workers and made friends with some. I have known some who passed away, some who made good money and sone who have continued to struggle. Thank you for writing about your experiences.
That's an amazing story and I'm glad it shows that side of someone who chooses to do that line of work! I can see why that is empowering! Thank you for sharing!