How to start working as a PSO…. (or more to the point, why I did)

So, to keep it short and simple here is some information to start us off. I have just started working as a Phone Sex Operator and I have decided to blog my way through it and see what I come up with, feel free to read along.

I have never done Phone Sex before in my life (an ex boyfriend recommended it to me), nor have I worked in any other field in the Sex Industry, but I’m a big fan. I’ll spare you the details, but the last few months of my life have been some pretty shitty months and my personal and professional life both went from what I thought was the most amazing they had ever been…. being over.

When things are difficult for me emotionally I tend to get extremely internal and after these few months I was really feeling like I did not want to leave my house at all, at least not for a nice while. I just wanted to spend all of my time alone. So, I thought…. I don’t have a job (I need a job to pay my bills), but I don’t want a job. I don’t want to see any other human being, and I don’t want to leave my house. My first thought was Phone Sex and with those three qualifications it seemed like a perfect fit.

I had no clue how to start looking for a Phone Sex job, but one simple Google search, “PHONE SEX JOBS” turned up more than I needed. All of the companies that I found were US based, but even living in Canada it seemed incredibly simple to land a phone sex job. I applied to a few companies, and in a few days I had a phone interview (not as interesting as you may think, they pretty much just wanna hear your voice and that you are not an idiot and can carry out a conversation). Once the phone interview was done, I just had to send back in my contract and paperwork and then I could start as soon as I wanted to! Yay, I had landed myself a job. I start in a few days, I’m gonna have to practice my dirty talk I guess.

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The fictional play is based on a blog I wrote while working as a phone sex operator and I did that job over 15 years ago.

The blog you’re looking now.

Even then friends thought phone sex was kind of light and fluffy – how can there be any money in that? It already seemed old fashioned. A friend told me, he assumed I must have been lying and just didn’t want to admit that I was camming. I think that says more about what he was googling than where the money is in online sex work. 

I wasn’t lying and it wasn’t light and fluffy. You might assume now – 15 years later – phone sex… NOW it must be old fashioned. It must be a thing of the past like your  landline – the things that people wanted to talk about then they still want to talk about now. They are the things that often (hopefully) the closest you get to them are only in your mind. 

The blog was bad. It is bad… I’m cringing while rereading it now.

It was anonymous. My daily views were like zero to two. I sent it to a couple of friends who just expressed their concern for me and how they read some of it, but they weren’t able to keep reading it. 

One day, my phone was going a little berserk, and I was getting notification after notification. I freaked out. I went online and I saw that a more popular blog had found mine and reblogged it and in less than 24 hours it had been viewed like over 10K times. I logged on and I made it private so that no one could look at it. I know 10K doesn’t seem viral by today’s standards… I mean, I posted my mom on Tiktok and she got over 8 million – but it was different then and at the time, 10K in a day was way too much. Why put something online, if all you do once people look at it is hide it? I wrote quickly and badly. And I was writing honestly… and honestly… I…