The following weeks and months were a whirlwind. Sarah's few hours of dancing at the club had earned her over three thousand pounds, on top of her already hefty appearance fee. This was an unheard-of amount of money for us, in such a small space of time. She was still worried about stealing the limelight from the other girls, so ended up giving most of it away to them, which made her even more popular.
Nevertheless, there was plenty of cashflow to ensure a very successful launch of our website. I'd been releasing new content very regularly, and Sarah insisted on being personally involved with almost everything. She has her own admin login for the site, so effectively everything I was uploading she would be commenting on, her members would be commenting on, and before long she'd be engaged in filthy discussions.
She'd also, at her own insistence, created a gateway to the site which was not behind the paywall. This was, as she put it, her welcoming new members of the site, and making sure anyone who was curious, or who simply stumbled across it, received a personal welcome from her, and an insight into what could be expected, should they become a member. This took the form of a video, which started playing as soon as a non-member arrived at the site.
Sarah sat on a stool, looking stunning in jeans and a branded 'SarahClarkSex' t-shirt.
"Hi! Welcome to my website. No matter if you've come here after reading about me in the newspapers, or seen me in Aphrodite magazine, or if you've never heard of me, I just wanted to let you know what you can expect if you become a member here."
I'd gone for a professional approach, with three very high-quality cameras trained on Sarah from different angles. I'd also invested in two green screens which allowed for us to put various backdrops behind her.
"Until a few months ago, I was a teacher. But after I got together with Dan, my boyfriend, I found myself turning rapidly into an utter, utter whore. I'm not blaming Dan - everything I've done has been absolutely my own decision. But as soon as we found each other it was like the shackles came off and I was able to become the slut I was destined to be."
"Dan loved nothing more than watching me do everything I dreamed of - because he dreamed of it too. And I loved nothing more than fulfilling all of his fantasies - because they were also mine."
"So I lost my job after everyone at my college found out about all the people I'd been fucking. What's a girl to do? You are looking at the answer -- welcome to my site."
"At the time of launch, all of the content on my site was taken from before I was a 'professional'. So absolutely nothing you see me doing I got paid a penny for. It's all just me being a slut, and Dan encouraging me."
"So, what can you expect to see me doing? Take a look at some of the sample pictures. You'll see me stripping off, spreading my legs, fingering my tight little pussy. You'll see me suck cock after cock after cock. You'll see me getting a beach-full of men rock hard, and letting each one fuck me, again and again. You'll see me fucked in the cunt, in the arse, taking cock after cock down my throat, getting my throat used like a pussy."
If you had the sound turned off, when the final effect of a professional looking studio was added over the green screen background, you could be forgiven for thinking you were watching a prime-time entertainment show with the quality of the production, rather than a filthy slut advertising her dirtiest activities to anyone who would pay the fee. She turned to the main camera again, a serious look on her face.
"And you'll see me take cum. I get sperm in my face, all over my body, in my mouth, in my arse, up my cunt, I get completely covered with cum from multiple men, again and again.
"You'll also see me get pissed on, soaked with piss from whole groups of men. Again, this isn't some seedy old men paying a naive little teen to act out their dirty fantasies. This is a confident, sexy, dirty whore who is doing everything you see because she wants to do it. Because I love it."
"As well as giving you all of this content from the past, I also want to make sure I keep everyone happy moving forwards. So, you'll see me very active on my site - I'll take your requests, pose how you'd like to see me, do what you ask, if it turns me on. And you know I'm a slut, so I'm sure I'll be fucking plenty of my members too, if the situation arises!"
"So, I hope you'll join me, living out all of my dirtiest fantasies, and maybe some of yours too. The price isn't much more than the cost of a pint, once a month - that sounds like pretty good value to me!"
She winked at the camera with a sexy smile on her face, and the video faded out.
Sarah had wanted to make it a lot more blatant - she wanted to do the whole thing spreadeagled on the floor, whilst fucking herself with Dobbin, her enormously oversized dildo. But I'd managed to persuade her that having the contrast between her understated, sexy teacher look and the filth that lay under the surface would serve us best.
I had to create a new section of the website almost immediately, as Sarah wanted to upload some more personalised stuff - fulfilling member's requests on demand, essentially. Rather than the anonymous pictures we'd done in the past, holding up a sign or writing a name on her body, Sarah was now free to look right into the camera, and send whatever filthy messages she desired straight to the recipient, and all of her members. She was loving this freedom.
"Hi Clive. I'm thinking you'd really love this to be your cock, wouldn't you? Deep inside me."
"David, thank you so much for wanking over me. Please don't ever stop, I'll always be here for you to shoot your sperm over."
"Sam, you are right, I am a special kind of whore. I just love cock so much."
Sarah was also very taken with the imagination of her members giving her new ideas. For example on the afternoon we went live, she'd chatted to an operator at our utility company, asking for an explanation of the bill, whilst I fucked her and ejaculated into her face.
There were a couple of things we had to change, though. Firstly, we'd already had to move out of my house into a rented place some distance away. This was because it had become known that this was our residence, and there were always people hanging around outside. The phrase 'don't shit on your own doorstep' that I'd run past Sarah many months ago was ringing true.
Whilst our new home was very nice, and very private (it was gated with entry to residents only), we were also saving towards a home of our own. This had become much, much easier with our new career. Sarah had got us off to a flying start with her lap dancing club appearance, and I was in the process of selling my house.
Giving up my job had seemed like a bit of a risk until we saw the proceeds from the first few weeks of SarahClarkeSex. In the first twenty-four hours, Sarah had attracted more than four hundred subscribers. Not a bad start, I'd commented - that was over two thousand pounds a month. But as Sarah grew the site, the subscriber numbers grew exponentially. By the end of the month, she had over twenty thousand, and it was still growing. Whilst initially the majority of subscribers were in the UK, we gradually saw other areas starting to gain interest.
So, I worked my four weeks' notice. Essentially, they were paying me to keep our website updated, and occasionally provide a stunt cock where appropriate, for Sarah's fan's fantasies. Our swish, three-bedroom apartment in our gated community was very nice, but we wanted our own home.
We'd investigated the possibility of getting a mortgage, but sadly our new choice of career wasn't one which lent confidence to lenders, so we were just going to have to save up. And, despite the pretty exorbitant monthly rent on our place, the money building up in the business account we'd set up for the website was clearly going to give us plenty to buy somewhere within months, rather than years, should we decide we wanted to do so. But it also gave other freedoms.
