A guest post from Northern Master, read more…

In business, any business, its a good idea to try and put yourself in the customer’s shoes from time to time. And let me tell you there are MANY times, even after nearly twenty years together when I look at Minx aka Tees Valley Mistress & hold her close, before & AFTER she’s seen clients & I say ‘Wow!….I’d pay good money to come and see you!!!’
‘Objective observation’ I hear you cry! Well, yes and no. When we’re escorting together as a couple, [either fun50couple or double domination by Mistress & Master] men are always telling me I’m ‘a lucky man’. Some guys can’t get their head around how I can ‘share’ her with others. Our profession is an odd one characterised by people not used to following the fold but unlike the legions of amateurs, many of whom charge extortionate fees while performing for ‘under the bed money’, we, are full time service providers. It’s our livelihood, working as a couple or more usually solo. We’ve been doing it for close on 14 years now, which makes it all the more remarkable (in my humble opinion) that I still think the way I do.

I’m a born ‘business and numbers’ person, driven by targets with a ‘Kaizen’ mentality so it’s little surprise we’ve endured. The adult business is evolving continuously; its always been a leader in tech and adept at finding ‘ways around’ prejudice and censure. Few other industries compare. I’d say online escorting peaked around 2019. FOSTA & SESTA killed off trade in the US, ‘Nordic models’ have suppressed prostitution in other jurisdictions (like Ireland), and as the years roll by Millenials & GenZ’s outnumber GenXers and Boomers. The younger cohorts won’t pay & won’t communicate properly either, expecting to do everything by text on their terms and their terms alone. It seems they don’t really realise it’s skin-on-skin SEX with strangers they’re contemplating (in reality) therefore it might be wise to SPEAK to each other before meeting for reasons not limited to discretion, compatibility, expectations etc. A good many of them have no intention of meeting anyway, they’re just after a phone wank. How do we know that? Heavy breathing is a giveaway, but more so are the same old words & phrases trotted out time and time over… some of them must think we just got off the banana boat. Oops! Did that offend? If so, turn the page👋🏻

There are exceptions of course, like the 24 year old kinkster we play with sometimes. He’s an old head on young shoulders and been into BDSM for close on a decade with very high limits too. He keeps in touch between meetings, which is refreshing #communication #NoConnectionNoErection. Rest assured we NEVER solicit past visitors but if they want to message us after meeting with us in person then that’s fine by us, we welcome the dialogue. So although numbers of clients have declined in recent years, business as such hasn’t, due to repeat custom and lengthier sessions booked by ‘lifestyle’ players (in contrast to the quickies favoured by the ‘straight bi-curious’ bucket list brigade). Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy those meets too, but they’re getting scarcer and scarcer. It seems ‘living dangerously’ isn’t really a thing for those born after 1985.

All these factors run through my head constantly, not least because this time of year it’s tax return time. We used to suffer accountants & their constant whining over seasonal workload; some won’t touch escorts either, THEIR LOSS. Our money’s just as good as anybody else’s but you know how it is…the UK’s a nation blighted by the ‘establishment’ and prejudices against ‘working people’. Not that politicians are even able to define what a ‘working person’ is nowadays. So we do our own returns… that’s why its called ‘Self Assessment’. Some people get fooled into thinking its impossible but it’s not. True we might overpay a tad, but we’ve no ridiculous fees to fork out either. So yeah, all in all we’re doing okay, despite the customer demographic declining. We entertain guys aged mainly between 40 & 80 odd…yes… eighty year old’s have sexual needs too! We’ve met more than a few octogenarians well able to outperform *men’ three or four decades their junior. I never forget an ex professional footballer 80 years young, never been with an escort in his life, never had a bisexual experience of any kind either…the meeting was wild & I’m not just referring to his ‘manhood’ which stood proud at nine inches plus.

The biggest percentage of visitors are aged 49 to 69, a twenty year span. So guys, if you’re reading this and you’re wondering still, after all these years ‘shall I shan’t I pick up the phone’, first and foremost remember: Look after Number One (YOU). Life isn’t a rehearsal. If you’ve a little seed in your head that steadfastly refuses to go away…whether it be to experience a threesome, or visit a genuine dominatrix, Mistress, pro domme whatever you like to call her, then #DoItNow before its too late. We hear so many tales of disappointment especially from men who’ve visited trans escorts so we understand if your skeptical. When I embrace Minx/Tees Valley Mistress either before or after ‘a job’ I have to pinch myself… not least because I’ve spent a lot of time recently researching truth, in a world shaped by perception and fakery. I’ve done this to make sense of my own thoughts about ‘conspiracy theories’ most of which have been proven to be anything but, over 5-10 years.

If I was a punter looking for a service provider I’d expect at the very least that they communicate properly with attention to detail, I’d want to finalise arrangements by phone so I can weed out chancers, I’d want someone well turned out and experienced and I’d hope for WOW factor; its different strokes for different folks obviously, but some of those things seem non negotiable IMAO. A lady with curves in all the right places, who looks the part in close fitting latex/satin/or leather, with a sunny personality & a glass half full mentality is a great start. Some-one who clearly enjoys her job, skilled at putting clients at ease while subtlety preparing them to ‘push limits’ is another ‘must have’ in my eyes anyway; and did I mention her scent? No, not ‘that’ scent! I’m referring to her Black Opium eau-de-parfum, (extreme) by YveStLaurent; liberally applied across her cleavage & ‘other’ little places, a heady cocktail that’ll have you captivated trust me, hooked like a drug. That is the mark of a true professional good at her game. So what are you waitin’ for….?