Meet Lady Teryn Snow

Hello my beautiful submissives, I felt your curiosity from miles away.

My name, you will memorize, Lady Teryn. You will address me as Lady or Lady Teryn.

You are here for several reasons, whether it is curiosity or another reason you are here, and I shall tell you an amazing story.

As you may have gathered, I am a Dominatrix. What you may not know, is that I am a Professional Dominatrix who resides in Canada.

Many women, due to the recession, have begun to join the industry, they generally do not start as I did, they start at the beginning. Escorting, adult massage, or what many of the girls I know are proud to say: being a hooker.

Whether you want to start off like they did or jump right into the fetish side like Lady Teryn, there are several things that you will need.

First, do your research!

Please do not just jump right into this job. Find someone to talk too. Visit a massage parlor, talk to ladies that are working in the industry. Ask their stories, their experiences. Get the tips and tricks that they have. You can also just continue to read, I will be providing you wonderful secrets into the industry as well as juggling clients, other girls, and advertising.

1. Do you live where it is legal?

Obviously, there are many places that being a working girl/boy is not legal but it is still very present, hidden in the dark parts on the internet, being labeled as "companion," hidden back alley doors that are pointed out by cabbies and business cards that are handed to you on the side.

2. Where do you want to work?

Generally, in Canada, there are 2 types of Working Girls: Incall, and Outcall. Incall is where the clients come to you. This is normally a massage parlour or studio. There are 2 different ways these places work.

Receptionist Run Studio: This is the type where a lovely receptionist will greet the client at the door. She will ask them if they want something to drink and bring them to a "meeting room." In these rooms, they sit and wait for X number of women to come and say 'hi' and give their name. Once the client sees all the available ladies, the receptionist will come back and ask if they are interested in talking with any of them. If the answer is yes then she will take them to another room. If not, then have a great day.

In the other room, the will be able to talk to the woman who piqued their interest. Many clients will then act weird and skittish at this point or possibly try to take advantage of the ladies, especially if they are newer to the industry. They will normally, in their very creepy "sex" voice say "What is on the menu?" On the menu, like you are dinner, like you are literally just a piece of meat just waiting for them to come and take a bit out of you.

Lady Teryn's general approach is simple. She walks into the room, looks at these men with disgust and then says, "Hello, why are you here today?"

Other non-fetish working girls will go in, pop their most flirty and sexy voice on and say, "Hi! How can I help you today?"

Clients will then look the girls up and down like a piece of meat and begin to drool. Luckily, if they did that to Lady Teryn she would grab them by the ear, force them onto the ground, crush their balls, demand money and then leave the room, telling them on the way out to get some manners before they come back.

Sadly, that would not work with the non-fetish clients. They try to grab you, feel you up, kiss you, do anything they possibly can before they hand you any money. Think of them as a poor man's version of Trump. He will try to grab your cervix, he will think that you enjoy it, and if you want to keep regular clients, you have to fake happy. That client is paying for a service. For a fantasy. They are looking for a girl that loves it when they sloppily lick up and down your neck, dive their tongue so deep into your ear that it feels like they are licking your brain. They will want to eat your cookie until it is raw, no matter how many clients you have serviced that day. They will want to eat you out. *Shudder*

Prices vary depending on what city or town you live in. Talk to the other girls that work at the same studio. Stick roughly the same range that they do. BE SAFE! Condoms and dental dams! Never kiss, never let them eat you out without protection, never let them put their penis anywhere near any part of you without a condom! EVER! This is very important. No matter how much money they offer you. No matter what they say. Do Not Do It!

Clients are liars! They will find any possible way to tell you that they are clean and disease free. Do not believe them. They are here, looking for sex from a hooker. How many girls do you think they have fucked this week? This month? The past 10 years? How many times do you think they get checked? If they had anything do you think they would tell you anyway? Probably not. You are a working girl; they probably think you are diseased anyways!

At the parlor that I work at, your average Non-GFE (Girl Friend Experience) Working Girl charges the following for Full Service (Sex): $180/15 minutes $240/30 minutes $300/1 hour.

If the client wants anything else, they have to pay more. Do they want to eat out your cookie and make out with you, again? *Shudder* Yes? OK, that is an extra $60+.

They want fetish + full service, that is an extra $100+.

These prices are not set in stone, you are able to set your prices. Does he give you a creepy vibe? Did he actually grab your boobs or try to see up your skirt before he gave you money or talked about prices? If so, charge more.

As a working girl, you always have to pay the house to use the room. If there is a receptionist, you not only pay for the room but you pay the receptionist for their time as well as for cleaning the room after the client leaves. On average, it is about $60-$100 for you, a working girl, to "rent" the room; always take that into consideration when giving "deals."

There have been several instances where the client puts his hands up and gives you the "look at me" motion. They will then proceed to say, "Look at me. Look at how good I look. You would be lucky enough to fuck me. Come on babe! Give me a deal."

This is where many girls will laugh. I have heard them. I have seen it, "This is not Wal-Mart Sweetie. I do not need sex. You came here because you are horny, you want to do something that your girlfriend, wife, or your right hand will not do. You think I need this? No, I do not. Go to Studio X, Y, or Z where they charge less because they are diseased, in the sex trade, or so old that they could be your grandmother." This has been said. Sometimes in nicer, flirtier words. But it has been said.

The clients either say, "Sorry, too expensive," then they begin to leave. They look at you like any second you will say something, anything, like "Wait! Sorry! Yes I will fuck you for free, you are just oh so hawt, I am dripping wet just thinking of your small penis, your gross hands pawing and groping every part of me and the next 15 minutes where I am faking that your penis is so good and yes, that is where the clitoris is." Or, they will sigh and say, "OK, I will give you the money. Lead the way."

I will tell you stories of behind the doors another session.

The other type of studio has no receptionist. Their fees are a bit lower, but that is because they will clean up after each client themselves. So their prices will not be as high as studios that have receptionists. The issue with this is, the studio itself may be... a bit dirtier.

With those ones, the client will enter and it is all about the UP system. So, whichever girl showed up first gets the first client, then girl 2 and 3. Now, if the client has an appointment with girl 3, then she will go and girl 1 will get the next one. If the client is not attracted to girl 1 he can ask if there are any other girls that are available. Yes? Then he will get to meet the other girls that are available and choose which girl he wants. Rinse and repeat from above.

OutCall: This is your typical escorting. Whether it is an agency or an independent escort, clients will find their number on Backpage or another website devoted to escorts. They will text or call the number and order a girl. If it is an agency, they generally will ask what the client is looking for. No reputable agency will send you a Non-Fetish Girl if you want Pegging (Strap-on), and they will definitely not send you a Non-Service Fetish Girl if you want GFE.

Their prices again will be comparable to the studio prices but a little bit more, due to having to pay a driver and agency fee.

When doing OutCalls, you have to be flirty and fun but also have a backbone. You have to be able to say, "No, stop that. I do not like that."

There is also the possibility that they may attack you. This is why you should have a driver that you trust, one that checks in on a regular basis and you have items in your purse that you can use to defend yourself.

3. Your Working Name and Items Required for Work

Pick a name that is easy to pronounce, remember, and is not anything close to your name. This name should be sexy and unique. Make sure to check Backpage for any girls that are currently using that name. You do not want the same name as a girl who has bad reviews, you are building a business, a reputation. Do not start off on the wrong foot.

The following items you will need as a basic beginners kit:

• Condoms! Buy in bulk or online. I feel like this is something I shouldn't have to put on the list but will anyway.
• Dental Dams. If you want those GFE prices you better have some Dental Dams. You CAN get an STI from someone who has an STI eating your cookie! It can happen, it has happened. Protect yourself!
• Makeup or Sea Sponges. This is not for what you think it is. During your time of the month, if you still want to make money, you will need these.
• Hand Sanitizer
• Lube: Water, Silicone, and Coconut Oil. All 3 are a must.
• Dry Shampoo
• Small Aerosol Hair Spray, this can double as mace ;)
• Perfume
• Makeup
• Body Lotion
• Music
• Extra Panties
• Water
• Fetish Kit
• Vibrator
• Strap-on with multiple sizes of dildos
• Toy Cleaner
• Rubbing Alcohol
• Medical Wipes
• Fetish Clothes/Outfits
• Boots
• Candles and Matches
• Flogger
• Cane
• Anal Plug
• Paddle
• Elastic Bands

Now that you have a list and a starting point, head out into the world to make money doing pretty much nothing. You will learn how to be an amazing actor and at the same time be able to go too far off worlds all while making sexy moaning noises.

BEGINNING FETISHES

Good Evening, little subs.

I see that you have returned from your pathetic lives to discover more about me. Wonderful.

My day as Lady Teryn is set in a very strict routine. Wake up, coffee, morning yoga, then preparing for the day.

I check all of my toys and equipment to make sure that they are in good condition, clean and safe; then look over my appointment book for the day.

*Which little subs have booked with me and how they are wanting to serve me? Mmm, I have a 'hard' body worship/smothering session at 11 AM and a 2 hour 'happy/humiliating' sissy/flogging/pegging session at 4 PM. Excellent.*

**Once a session has started, I will refer to myself as Lady Teryn/T, and talk in 3rd person.**

Lady Teryn works out of a beautiful massage parlor that has a large dungeon in it. The walls are mahogany with black satin curtains, with a very large shower in there for watersports and scat play. There is a large cage, a cross, and a bed with satin red sheets and bed straps to tie up the subs.

Lady Teryn plans to wear her PVC catsuit with 6-inch red heels, long red hair up in a high ponytail, and dark green lips.

The first sub is a large, burly man. He is covered in tattoos, has a fluffy red beard that is perfectly trimmed. The receptionist brought him to the dungeon and left him alone to prepare. Lady T never goes in immediately, she will always wait. All of her subs have an initial pre-interview before they are allowed to book a session. Lady T knows all their expectations and they know hers. After 15 minutes of them in the dungeon she enters, water bottle in hand. Lady Teryn glances down at the floor. There he was, on his knees, head down wearing a blue lace thong, hands behind his back.

She moves around him, inspecting him, dragging her nails across his back, his chest, a hiss escapes his mouth. "Dear little sub. Why have you decided to visit me today?" She kept her green eyes locked on his downward eyes: *Look up bitch. I dare you.* As if he heard her thoughts, he glanced up, his eyes locking with hers. A loud smack echoed across the room, his head snapped to the side, a red handprint began to warm his face. She grabbed him by his hair and yanked his head back, spitting on his face. "Who told you that you were allowed to look me in the eyes, slut?" Lady T's voice was dark, angry, and seething with annoyance. This time he kept his eyes down, as much as he could, while quickly getting out an apology. She tugged on his hair a bit more until a groan came out. Smirking, Lady Teryn wandered over to her chair where a novel and her cell phone lay, sitting down She picked up the novel and began to read.

A few moments later, she snapped her fingers. "Give me a massage slut." The sub crawled over and began to massage Lady T's feet and legs as best as he could with her shoes still on. She went back to reading her novel, barking out orders every few minutes about how he fails at giving a proper massage. After finishing off the chapter she slammed the book down, she grabbed her cellphone in one hand and his hair in the other. She drags him across the floor on his hands and knees then pulled him down to the ground. Kicking his shoulder, he fell onto his back, his penis was rock hard and his body was trembling. Lady T put her foot on his balls and pressed down hard, twisting it like she was putting out a cigarette. Begging for release, she moved over and sat down on his face, her body covering his mouth and nose. Leaning back, she twisted his nipples while counting internally. once she hit 60 seconds, Lady T leaned forward just enough that he was able to catch his breath. Just as suddenly as providing him air she took it away, sitting firmly back down onto his face, twisting his nipples even harder.

Lady T repeated his process before switching to bending back even further and grabbing and tugging on his balls. Twisting and stretching them, digging her nails into them as hard as she possibly could. Her eyes were perma-locked onto his right hand, the safe-word. The second his hand began to twitch and raise itself up the released his balls and gave him a second of air. After sitting down again she grabbed her cellphone from the small table beside them. *Time's up.* "Sitting up slightly and providing him the much-needed air that his lungs were begging for, Lady T spoke. "Now, you have been a sufficiently well-behaved slut today. Your massage was as adequate as a pathetic little girl could do, so... You may cum, only if you cannot breathe. The second I give you air you must stop jerking your little cock. Do you understand?" Lady T felt his head nod from between her thighs. "Perfect. Let us begin." She sat down on his face, this time not watching his safe-word but watching his hands on his cock, jerking his dry but rock hard penis. She sat up, air flew into his lungs quickly and his hand stopped. Sitting down quickly she waited, the second his hand began to move. She sat up again, his hand thrust 3 times before it stopped. Lady Teryn grabbed his balls and crushed them. "Bad slut," she purred, "Did you not hear me? What are you supposed to do if you can breathe?" It was a struggle to get the words out, but when he did Lady T could barely hear them. He was holding back the urge to just throw her off and jerk himself to completion. She knew that if he wanted to he could do it immediately. She also knew that if he tried, she would grab her Loopy Johnny that rested so quietly on the table beside her; if he so much as bucked, she would beat him faster and harder than he ever felt before, leaving marks that would stay on him for weeks. Patting his head, "Good little slut. Let us continue." After 3 minutes of games, Lady T finally allowed him to cum. Once done, she stood up, picked up her cellphone and wandered over to the rack of towels. "Clean yourself up. I will return in 5 minutes."

Once I left the room I was no longer Lady Teryn, I was a woman who was craving coffee.

The second was session was not as hard on them, but that is a story for another day...

CANCELLED APPOINTMENT

Vermin. Slut. Pathetic excuse for a slave.

Oh... Hello. I didn't notice that you wandered in without announcing yourself. Have you learned nothing about proper manners? You caught me at a time where my blood is boiling. Some pathetic slaves never show to their appointment. They do not call or text, they just waste my fucking time.

So while I seethe with anger, drink coffee, and block the offending client from ever booking with me again, I overhear a few of the girls talking and laughing about clients that they've had throughout the day.

Jaina giggled. Her long brown hair was twisted back into a very thick braid, she sipped on her Starbucks and waved her hand back and forth as Raine's anime-like voice chittered on quickly trying to get the whole story out before she broke into fits of laughter.

"—And then, he began COUNTING DOWN!" Raine stood up and began thrusting, "5, grunt, grunt, 4, grunt, grunt, 3, grunt, grunt, 2, grunt, grunt, 1, grunt, grunt, cum baby cum!"

Jaina struggled to hold in her laughter, her eyes grew large. "And? Did you fake it?" Raine just snickered.

"No, I looked at him like he was having a stroke. Whatever girl faked it when he did do a countdown did not only him a disservice but every future girl he fucks."

Jaina put her coffee down, "Well that is true but—"

"Oh! And I didn't even tell you the worst part!"

"Oh god..."

"He started telling me to beg him for his cock."

"....but....it was already in you...wasn't it?"

Raine fell back onto the couch, holding her stomach, her laughter, "Yes! But he pulled it back out and then looked down at me and tried to look sexy. Bwhahahah! Do you remember him?! Short, tubby, brown curly hair and coke bottle glasses. First, telling a normal girl to beg for it is one thing but a girl you paid, a hooker. Telling a hooker to beg for it? Seriously?! I have seen a lot of cock in my day and I do not think there was a single one that I would have begged for."

Jaina looked deep in thought, "I begged for it once, but that was with an ex, he was edging me for a good 30 minutes or so, at that point I just was begging to cum in general. God, he was talented." Raine shook her head before she looked over at me.

"Teryn?" I glanced up from my phone. I was deciding between going to get my nails done or just go home and play Overwatch. "Have you ever begged for a cock before?"

"You cannot ask a Domme if she has begged for a penis, Rai!"

"What?! It is not like she is always in 'I am going to rape your ass while your children watch' mode. I am just curious."

I sighed, "I was a sub for 8 years. The things that I have been forced to do would make you cringe." Jaina looked at me, her big doe eyes were begging for more, I can see why she is so popular with the clients. "Like what? I heard abused subs make very creative and sadistic Dommes. Is that how you became a Domme Teryn?" I put my phone down, I was not only unable to get my frustrations out on a sub's ass, but now I also was going to relive my past because the girls were bored?

"If my Master was bored, and he was bored a lot, he would use random objects around the house as fuck toys, shoving them deep inside every orifice that he could, with or without lube. He would humiliate me by making me beg in full sentences first and most of the time very loudly, in front of friends, just because he felt like it." Both girls cringed and unconsciously covered their girly bits before Raine asked, "What type of objects?"

I shrugged before gathering up my items, "Use your imagination, whatever you think of, try again, his was worse."

I left. I needed to go kill things.

Perhaps I will have a proper story for you tomorrow.

PAIN SLUTS

A loud snapping sound echoes across the room was followed quickly by 2 more. The clicking of her heels made his body tremble as Lady Teryn walked over to the table that held all of her lovely toys.

A growl crawled out of her throat as she picked up her Neon Wand, sliding the metal contact plate under her PVC bodysuit; it nestled between her bra and skin. Lady T picked up a metal flogger, turned on the wand and wandered slowly back over to the saran wrapped sub.

His ass was high in the air, his thighs were wrapped tightly together with saran wrap while a spreader bar kept is ankles wide apart while his feet were firmly planted on the ground. Black leather cuffs held his wrists and forced them to stay the floor, he balanced in a very uncomfortable downward-dog like position. Every time he tried to pick up a foot to readjust, Lady T would grab his balls, twisting them hard then smacking his face, laughing as he tried to get back up off the ground.

The soft hum of the wand could barely be heard over the music that kept her focused on her task. This moment, "Comaduster's Hollow Worlds" filled every corner of the room with the electronic melody. It was perfect. Lady T's hand twitched slightly, the metal flogger tingled. She ran the metallic beads over her sub's exposed ass; his skin twitched, he groaned in pain. Her chuckle was filled with pure evil.

"Dear little puppy. Why do you twitch? Why do you move?" She ran the electric beads over his exposed balls, the tops of his feet then over to his shoulders and face. The groaning became louder and he moved away from the shocks. Lady T hit him hard on the shoulder blade with the flogger, electricity shot across his skin.

"How dare you move!" She hit him again, he cried out but did not move this time. "Not only did you ignore my questions but you misbehave and moved without permission!" Her hand grabbed the spot that she hit and dragged her nails across the warm skin, sparks of electricity shot from her fingertips.

After several more minutes of the electric torture, Lady T turned off the device and placed it gently back onto the silk table. She then grabbed a baggie that had a small tube at one end, She shoved it into the sub's ass and squeezed. A clear liquid filled his anus. Pulling the tube out, her heels clicked as she wandered over to the garbage and threw it out. Lady T could feel the sub's eyes on her. Her head snapped quickly and made eye contact with him.

"You dare look at me?!" Quicker than he thought she could move in heels, Lady T had shoved the larger of her dildos into his ass, without warning, without foreplay, just with seething anger in her eyes. The dildo was deep inside when she pressed down hard on a pressure point on his shoulder. The sub cried out in pain.

"Do not cum. You will not cum. You cum and you will never be allowed back, do you understand?" As he nodded she fucked him hard. There was no pleasure on Her face, just anger. *What kind of ill-trained sub would act like this? Pathetic*

This was only the second time that Lady Teryn had seen this particular submissive. He had spent 20 minutes with her the previous month, filling out her questionnaire and letting her know what he was experienced in and what he was looking for. He portrayed himself experienced and wanting a harder, more sadistic hand. This actually made Lady Teryn happy, most of the clients that she had were ones who said they wanted a hard hand, that they were experienced, and then as they began the scene their inexperience would come to light.

This sub was different. He actually could take the hard sadistic side of Lady Teryn.... To a point. There were still some kinks to work out of him to make him a perfect sub, however, perfect subs are boring. If he was perfect then Lady Teryn would become lazy, and that would be no fun at all.

The timer beeped in the background. Its sharpness cut through the music and told her that his time was up, it was time for the cooldown, time for a blanket, a warm shower and a gentle hand.

After he came down Lady Teryn would leave, allowing him to dress in peace. Once she left the room she was just Teryn. Grabbing a coffee and her cell phone, she would sit and wait the appropriate amount of time, allowing him to gather his thoughts and his clothes.

Another day, another slave, another puddle of pre-cum on the floor that needed to be cleaned up.

Disgusting men.