A day in the life of a webcam model
You wake up around 11am, not too pleased to have to get out of bed and start your day. Some people call you lazy for sleeping till practically noon, but the real reason is because you stayed up late the night before working webcam shows, then another 2 hours doing emails before you passed out sometime between 2-3am.
Your whole body is sore from the acrobatics you did on cam the night before. Some people say your job is to simply look pretty and lay in bed all day, little do they know sometimes you feel like you are doing cardio plus yoga while stuffing all 2 of your holes full of different sex toys your entire webcam shift!
Your knees and elbows are all red and sore from shaking your ass in doggystyle so many times that sometimes you wish you could wear knee pads on camera. Your right arm which has carpel tunnel is KILLING YOU but you have no time now to ice it. Yes, you can get carpel tunnel from chronic masturbating for 5 years straight.. some people think it’s a punchline.. you don’t think it’s so funny… Especially when your chiropractor stammers that you should “do your job with your left hand as much as possible” while blushing..ugh! Your skin is slightly broken out from all of the makeup you put on last night to try to look tan despite the slightly too bright hot professional lights that you have set up all around you bed. Your house is freezing cold because you have to keep the AC cranked at all times just to maintain a decent temp in the studio room, which is prob 10 degrees hotter than the rest of the house.
The first thing you do after you get out of bed is go to your computer. You log onto your website and your yahoo email. You have 25 emails on your site and 78 on yahoo. Some are from photographers who want to shoot you or have already shot you. Most of them want you to work for free or next to nothing, and you def don’t have time to sort through to figure out who is worth your time and who isn’t. The rest are from fans. Some are asking for free pics, or trying to proposition you to pay you for sex, and some are really sweet. You delete the 4 emails that are spam (look, you’re already being productive!) and vow to get to the rest after you’ve made some $ today. You announce that you have woken up on Twitter then walk away from the computer for a bit..
You give your dog a quick walk and run errands: First you have to go to the post office to mail out 4 packages that contain used panties and autographed magazines. The you run to CVS for makeup, enemas and lube like you do every week (what the people who work there must think!) and hit up the tanning salon before rushing back home.
You are starving since you haven’t had breakfast yet but deduct that you don’t have time to eat right now since you have to log on in 90mins, and it usually takes you 2 hours to get ready!
You jump in the shower and shave off 75% of your body hair.. your armpits, legs and pussy have to be perfectly shaved for your cam show tonight. You notice you have razor burn from shaving the last 8 days in a row but shave over it for the 9th day, hoping it won’t show up on camera. You blowdry then straighten then curl your hair as fast as you can with one hand while applying a shitload of make up with the other. A friend from back East calls but you let it go to voicemail since you don’t have time to talk right now. All of your friends back East think you have all of the time in the world to do whatever you want since you “make your own schedule.” They also call you “miss money bags” and “pornstar” assuming since you live in SoCal and work in the porn industry, you must be both.
With your hair and make up looking good, you rush into your studio and change the sheets on the bed and throw all of your dildos into the bathroom sink and wash them one by one. It’s amazing how much of your life is spent cleaning sex toys. With the bed made and toys all lined up, you are almost ready to go. Your yahoo IM is lighting up, already there are messages on your screen form 32 diff guys asking “when are you logging on?” “can you give me a show on the side?” or “when are you going to fly to ____ and fuck me already?” you ignore them all since you don’t have time, you have to log on in 5 mins..If they want to chat with you, they know where to find you when you finally log on, right?
So your dog is giving you a dirty look so you take him for a quickie walk around the block and by the time you are back home, you are 5 mins late logging on and your hair is flat and your makeup is already melting from the heat. You rush into the bathroom and spend another 10 mins fixing it, then you give up and put your hair in pigtails. Fuck it, they’re not looking at your hair anyways you reason..
You finally get settled with your ipod playing the right playlist, the door to your studio closed, shutting out your dog who is still giving you dirty looks and the cellphone is in the other room so it can’t distract you. So easy to get distracted when you work from home!
You feel a twinge of nervousness right before you log on even though this is WHAT YOU DO, “I hope I make a lot of $ tonight, I hope everyone is nice to me” you think and click “LOG ON” —->
You start out in freechat and keep on thinking over and over “plz let someone click in soon, plz let me first pvt show be long, I hope my chatroom isn’t empty today.. did I wear the right outfit? These guys will prob hate the pigtails..”
So your chatroom fills up and 90% of the guys don’t chat with you. You have about 40 chatters in your room but only 2 chatting. You wonder how that looks to everyone watching, that they must think your room is empty, but really you know everyone is just trying to get off for free and they are too busy stroking to type.. So you try to show them enough to tease them but not enough to make them blow their load.. you smile you shake your butt 5 times in a row and you let your bra straps fall till it shows your nipples while you laugh like it was a mistake for the 10th time.
Then your 1st pvt shows comes. It could be after 5 mins, or 55 mins in freechat. “Hi hunny! Oh thanx so much for clicking in! So what are you in the mood for today?” you say as you get naked as fast as you can. A minute then 2 go by and the chatter doesn’t say anything. You begin to wonder if they are even there, or if they are waiting for you to make another move, so you start to masturbate. “Pussy” pops up on the screen. You smile a little because you know this customer is only going to talk to you in 1 word phrases. You can’t blame him, he’s got one hand on his cock! So you zoom in on your pussy, then you wonder if he might not like the close zoom so you zoom back out, unsure what he wants to see. “Ass” he says, so you obediently flip over and shake your booty. “Do you wanna fuck it?” you say.. “Dildo” he says back.. so you fuck your ass and its a very tight fit and it’s very sensitive but feels very good.. GOOD MORNING! It is 2pm and you are def awake now! The ass lover guy clicks out after 2.5 mins. So far you have made about $4. Hopefully it won’t be your last show this hour!
You get thrown back into freechat.. for 10 seconds, 10 minutes, or sometimes an hour. You try to sneak a snack with your ass shoved up in the cam so they cant see you stuffing your mouth full of food. You doubt you are fooling anybody but hey you are hungry what can you do? You answer the question “where are you from?” with the sweet reply “SoCal hunny!” 50 times in a row, the 51st time someone asks you, you try to switch it up and say “from your fantasies baby!” “why are you being a smartass?!” is their reply.. so much for humor.
The next guy that clicks in wants something a little different than you are used to. His name is Jim and all he wants you to do is pretend to be his wife, Debbie, who left him recently. He wants you to look into the camera and beg for him to come back. You kinda feel bad for Jim and wonder how you can have him leaving this pvt show happy and not upset and thinking abt his divorce. So you look into the camera and say “Jim, I’m sorry but I don’t want you back. I know you are way too good for me, and I blew it. Your big beautiful cock belongs to the world now, and you need to go screw all of the pretty young girls you wanted to screw while we were together. I’m sorry I hurt you and I will be miserable for the rest of my life because of it. Plz move on and don’t ever think of me again.” Then you get naked and spread your pussy and smile. Jim clicks out without any reply after 9 mins, and you have no idea if he liked or hated the show.
The night goes on, you use various toys on various holes.. you meet a crossdresser, a 45 yr old virgin, a butch lesbian and a woman hater who tells you you are going to hell for what you do for a living, after you make him cum. You meet guys that cum after 2 minutes and guys that have you fucking yourself for 45 mins straight while you are wondering “are they really stroking it for that long or is this an endurance test?”
At the end of the night you are exausted, your entire body is humming and you are starving. There is a pile of dirty dildos to be cleaned on one side of the bed and the clean dildos you haven’t used on the other. The dirty dildo pile is way bigger, you prob used 25 different toys tonight, and each one felt different than the others. Some feel good, some just LOOK GOOD on camera.
Your dog is giving you more dirty looks from neglecting him all day. Your emails are still there waiting for you and your yahoo lit up with 30 more comments after you log off. They say things like “why are you logging off?” “can we do a show on the side now?” and “why don’t you ever reply to my yahoo messages, are you mad at me?” You check your Twitter really quick and there is a message from a fan asking you “why don’t you ever pay attention to your members? Are you a bot?” you start to reply angrily then delete the message before it gets posted (sometimes!:)
You walk your dog and microwave some crappy meal. It’s 1am and you really need to get to those emails. You sit down on the couch and turn on the tv for the first time that day. You get through half on an episode of whatever is on the tv before you fall asleep on the couch, exausted from a long day of webcaming…
You wake up the next day and do it all over again..
