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Across the UK,

there are over 100,000 people working in the sex industry...

I'm meeting loads of different, nice, sexy guys

but I'm getting paid at the same time.

...making money in a business worth almost £9 billion.

A Ferrari just wasn't even doing it for me.

Social media and online platforms

have given rise to a new breed of entrepreneur.

We've had sex every day for a year.

Grabbing the chance to make a lucrative living...

If you want to see my nudes, pay for them,

they're too good to be sent for free.

...working from home or luxury hotels to satisfy

their clients' insatiable appetites...

Got to feed the fantasy they want.

What is it, eh?

...and providing sexual pleasure at a price.

Made about a grand and a half just on one night.

Get them bent over the table and snooker a few balls.

Shall we play the strap-on game?

Yay!

From cammers to strippers,

escorts to web hosts,

social influencers to dominatrixes...

Mummy's a sadist, darling.

...sex toy makers...

Earlier on today, I was working out girth of penises.

...to porn retailers.

Why is my £300 underwear set not working?

This is Britain's first real-life soap opera

from inside the sex industry.

Ellie, there's a car there!

Wahey!

Tonight...

Porn star couple Jess and Mike prepare to work up a sweat.

We're going to be doing a fitness workout then going into full-on sex.

Mistress Sophia has puppy tantrums at home.

Right, get on your knees.

Now we're going to have some fun.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

And porn entrepreneur Chelsea drops everything for the Dreamboys.

Let's see some cock!

Hartlepool, famous for its long association with the Royal Navy,

is also the home of 30-year-old

multimillionaire sex businesswoman Chelsea.

I was wondering, I literally don't know...

You want something, Chels? No, nowt.

All right.

Today, Chelsea, Dee and Sasha are creating new content for her

highly successful porn website.

Best friend Matthew isn't a photographer by trade,

but on occasions like this, he's only too happy to help out.

It's such a hard job, but someone's got to do it, you know what I mean?

We say he's gay but he's not. But he is.

Should we get some three now of us?

Dee?

We'll get some with three of us now.

OK.

Pictures, videos, boomerangs? justmyeah.

All of them. Yeah. All of them.

I always thought I was going to be famous or something.

They used to always say I was a character,

that's they used to say to me mam and dad.

"She's a right character."

I don't know if that was just code

for I was as annoying as fuck or something.

Ten years ago, Chelsea worked in McDonalds.

Now, she's running a multimillion-pound empire.

So, I've worked in the sex industry approximately ten years.

Stripping, done bits of webcam.

Selling nudes, obviously.

Before that, I was...

I was at uni when I first started, I was doing acting, actually.

I guess it makes you feel empowered as a woman,

because you're in control.

It's like, if you want to see my nudes, you've got to fucking

pay for them, they're too good to be sent for free.

So that's kind of like my attitude.

But creating great content isn't enough.

The money only comes in when her fans click on it.

Hi, guys, it's Chelsea, Dee and Sasha

and we are just taking loads of naughty pictures and videos...

So, the key is to titillate and tempt.

...so make sure you sign up,

because you do not want to miss this!

AdmireMe is a type of social media platform.

Girls or boys sign up, make a profile, set their own price,

upload whatever content they want and charge for it.

And then people pay to see it if they want to see it, basically.

But it's not all glamour.

Occupational hazard!

Come on, now, love.

Never work with dogs!

Arlo Kiwi is Chelsea's three-year-old chow

and he's keen to get involved.

Do you want a puppy to play with do you? Eh? '

Yeah. We'll do that, then.

O0psie!

Right, get on your knees.

Put your paws on.

What is it? Eh?

Mistress Sophia is one of the oldest working dominatrixes in Britain.

She's been doing it for the last ten years.

Right, hold your paws up like that.

Now we're going to have some fun.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

She lives in a Swindon suburb with daughter Amy and puppy Beau.

Every week, she receives about ten clients at home

in her fully working dungeon.

Although I'm a sadist and I do enjoy giving the punishment,

I also enjoy giving humiliation.

I do have a bit of a fetish myself for the masks.

Sissy is one of Mistress Sophia's regulars, visiting twice a week.

Their relationship is based on strong house rules and discipline.

Take your clothes off.

What have you got on, panties? No. Why not?

Boxer shorts. Why have you come here with boxers on, huh? I forgot.

You forgot?

I think we'll have pink to make the boys wink today.

Now it's time for Sissy to start her duties around the house.

Put your head up.

OK, stand up.

Come on.

Hoovering time.

You'd never win a beauty contest, would you? No, mistress.

Right, hoover, get on with it!

Ritual humiliation is all part of the service.

DOG BARKS

Beau!

Whilst Mistress Sophia checks her mail,

Sissy pays her for the privilege of cleaning her house.

Then the windows need doing.

But despite years of service,

Sissy can't help himself from making mistakes.

How long have you been serving me, Sissy?

Ages, mistress.

Do you remember, I owe you a punishment?

Well?!

Can't remember, mistress. You can't remember? No, mistress.

You can't remember I owe you a planing? No, mistress.

12 of the best, we said.

And when the rules get broken, there must be a suitable punishment.

Are you going to count?

Sorry, mistress. One, mistress.

To ensure Sissy knows...

Two, mistress.

...what a naughty girl he's been...

Three, mistress.

...he must count every blow...

Four, mistress.

CAT MEOWS

Lie down on the floor.

And now Mistress Sophia discovers yet another mistake.

Why have you left your clothes here?

Why haven't you put them somewhere, hmm?

Sorry, mistress.

Sorry. you're sorry?

Yes, mistress, sorry, mistress.

You are a slovenly little slut, aren't you?

Yes, mistress, sorry, mistress!

One of Britain's oldest dominatrixes, Mistress Sophia,

shares her semi in Swindon with daughter Amy

and six-month-old puppy Beau.

I'm nearly 70 but my work life is interesting and fun.

And hard work. I work hard.

But I love what I do.

With a working dungeon in the family home,

daughter Amy has had an unusual upbringing.

I do sometimes feel a bit awkward.

Like, him that was in with just knickers and a pink tutu.

Or that one that bent down in front of the fireplace the other day

to clean it and his bollocks popped out of his tights.

Sophia CHUCKLES

But whilst the family are used to whippings, spankings,

ritual humiliation and sadism happening in their extension,

even Mistress Sophia has her limits.

I might allow them to have an orgasm.

Now, that is done by their own hand, I do not touch them.

I'm there...

Why are you doing that? Because!

Why would you be talking to me about that? I'm not talking to you.

All right, I'm... I'm here and you're talking to me about it.

OK. But, aside from that, they'll suddenly say,

"So, are you going to give me a hand job?"

Or, "Are you going to finish me off?"

I'd finish them off!

But not in that way.

Because I don't do anything sexual.

But the requests for this kind of relief just keep on coming.

I actually had to put it on my website, I do not...

I do not give hand relief.

That's not something you want to say

when your daughter is sitting next to you.

That's not something I want you to say to me.

Well, be relieved in the fact that I don't do that.

I'd probably get a lot of money for it.

OK, no. But I don't do that, I don't do that, no.

And whilst Amy may be a little uncomfortable with

slaves in the house, her mother has no plans to retire.

And even if I won the lottery, I would still do what I do.

I'd just have more equipment.

I'd have my proteges with me, working with me.

I have something planned with a masochist.

Why are you smiling?

Well, because I'm a sadist.

Mummy's a sadist, darling.

I'm an escort, I've been in the industry now for three years.

19-year-old Ellie is one of the youngest

and most successful sex workers in the UK.

When I was 17, my friend sat there, and she was like,

"You know this site you can go on, there's loads of guys go on there

"to book all these girls, and you can get paid for it."

And we just signed up for it there and then.

Within literally about five minutes of putting my photos on there,

I was getting calls after calls after calls.

I was like, oh, my God, right, let's just book a hotel for the next day.

Went to the hotel and there was client after client

after client coming in.

I was like, what the fuck?

At the moment, Ellie still lives at home in Nottingham with her mum,

their joint collection of gnomes,

as well as bulldog Alfie.

It is a nice big, spacious house.

Me and me mum get a really, really well.

When Ellie first started escorting,

she kept it a secret from her family.

I said to my family I was meeting guys just for dinner dates.

Gave it a few weeks, they knew I was doing a lot more than that,

so I just told them. This is what I do and they had to accept it.

They said, as long as you're happy, as long as you're safe

and we know where you are, then that's fine.

But I do want to move out at some point, because, obviously,

I am going to be 20, so I think it's time I just have my own place,

doing whatever I want when I want.

Having who I want round, working when I want and just have fun

and just live a normal life.

For the moment, though,

Ellie is raking in the cash on her websites, as well as escorting.

You basically post whatever you like on there, it's your own porn.

I make off my OnlyFans 4K a month.

That's just by me sat there doing videos,

sucking a bit of cock or fucking.

Just think how easy that is.

If a guy walks into my door, and I'm like,

"Yeah, you're all right, you are, let's jump on OnlyFans,"

and they're up for it, let's do it.

But Ellie isn't the only one raking in the cash through websites.

There are thousands of people doing this every day.

Jess and Mike have been married for seven years

and live in Southend with their two kids.

They've been making sex videos and streaming them online

for the last 18 months.

When they met, it was love at first sight.

We met at the gym where I work, I'd just become a PT.

I remember looking up at the treadmill one day and Jess was there

and she was talking to the other lady I was working with at the time.

My initial thought was like, "Fuck, who is she?"

So we get all of this in view.

And then just film from this way. Yeah.

In my head, I was just blown away.

The only way to describe it is you look at life in black and white

and Jess was full-colour.

It's the only way to describe it.

Be all right, won't it? Pictures like that will be all right, yeah.

I said to her, "What are you doing this weekend?

"Maybe we could do something together one weekend?"

As soon as I've said that, she's giving it,

"Are you going to ask me for my number, then?"

Just butted in, didn't you?

These shorts are going to be all right, yeah? I can wear

these, these are gym shorts. Yeah, maybe just wear a vest top.

We made it apparent that we both liked each other.

Yeah, you text me, you'd give it,

"Oh, did you know that I liked you, then?"

And I'm thinking, there are no games or guessing work with this,

I ain't got to... Yeah, no games.

...try and decipher fucking what's going on.

Turn that off, just to see.

I don't think it'll make much difference, really. No.

We had our first kiss in the car.

And like, fireworks going off all around!

It was like that, wasn't it? Yeah. It was really good.

I just thought, this is it.

I said, "Look, I know this is really forward,

"but would you be my girlfriend?"

It was literally on the first date, and she said yeah.

Today, they're planning a gym-themed sex session.

Within hours, it'll be online.

But first, they have to set up the shoot.

So, the set-up is the ring light,

the camera stand for us to take pictures for lnstagram.

So, we're going to be doing a fitness workout,

start with stretching, then going into full-on sex.

We're not doing anything with anybody else,

we're not degrading ourselves in any way, shape or form.

Meanwhile, in Hartlepool...

...Chelsea has decided that today's upload

should be a bondage-themed scene.

But she's having a little trouble with her costume.

This won't even fit over me boobs.

People think this job's easy and it's really not.

It goes round your neck.

Dee and Sasha are also having a bit of lingerie trouble.

Eat me, I'm done.

Yeah, that's better.

What do you think, man? Much better. I need some powder.

Whatever they do, things just won't stay in place. Ah... What?

It's popped off again.

It's all right, I'll do it, it's fine.

It is lush, but it's just not practical.

Why is my £300 underwear set not working?

You know, people think I've got no problems.

I'm the face of the company, I'm the one who basically recruits girls.

Touch her tits.

I'm the one with the followers, so I'm always tweeting every single

day about the company, keeping it relevant, stuff like that.

Right, you lay back and I'll like, twerk on you, or something.

Every day, Chelsea has to come up with fresh ideas for the punters.

Right, it's getting fucked off now.

It's pissing me off.

Some people think that when you do sex work,

you must be shagging 24/7, it's not that at all.

I'm boiling.

And that a day's work.

We spend our days... Like this, really, in your Pjs. In your Pjs.

I'm a gamer, I fucking game 24/7, that's what I do with my spare time.

And Sasha... What do you do in your spare time?

People always go, like, "Urgh I can't believe you do this.

"You're such a slag."

Every single person nowadays sends nudes. Hands off.

Everybody sends nudes.

You might as well get paid for it.

Matthew is in two minds,

but so far he's not joined Chelsea's business full-time.

Like, having affairs in the office and the normal 9-5.

You know what I mean? That's very specific...

Has that happened before? I'm too hot.

Whatever people think of Chelsea,

she is now one of the richest young women in Hartlepool.

AdmireMe first launched in September last year.

It's been going for 14 months now.

I did own 90% and I give 10% to my cousin to run it.

But she worked so hard, so I was like, we'll go 50-50.

We turned over 6.6 million in the first year.

Back in Nottingham, 19-year-old escort, Ellie, has to keep

herself in mint condition to keep her clients coming back for more.

I prefer how you look now to how you used to look. Yeah, so do I.

My friends did used to tell me, though, a few of my friends used to

hide the pink blusher from me for me to not put it on.

Can you remember when you went to school though, and your mum used

to tell me that you got sent home and stuff, for your make-up and that.

I don't get how that affected school.

How about me looking nice would that affect my work.

Other girls out there who go to school scruffy,

haven't even had a shower, hair all over the place.

So what, does that affect their work, as well, then, yeah?

It just don't make sense.

I didn't need school anyway, because look at me now.

Making more money than all the fucking bitches

I went to school with, so it doesn't matter.

You know what I mean?

Ellie's escorting earns her a six-figure sum.

But her job is not without its risks.

I've literally been through so much shit this year,

I've had two boob jobs within the space of a year. Broke my leg.

How did you do your leg? Oh, my God.

So, I was in my hotel, got a brand-new red outfit,

wore it with massive red heels.

I was with a friend just drinking and stuff, next minute,

I had gone flying. They'd come in like, "You all right, Ellie?

"You all right?" I was like, "Am I fuck?"

Come to the morning, I was like, "Oh, my God,"

could not even get down to the driver.

I literally had to call reception to get a wheelchair.

I went straight to A&E, they did an X-ray and said I'd broken my fibula.

I was sat there mortified. I just thought I'd sprained my ankle.

I'm not wearing heels ever again after this. Ever. I mean ever again.

Heels are getting sold. Put you off for life.

Ellie's broken leg has temporarily put her services out of action,

but she's still able to earn a small fortune.

Are you worried about losing any business,

from this whole breaking your leg and being out of work?

Obviously, my regulars come to see me for one reason,

because they like me.

They could go and see any other girl on a website, they come to see me...

Because it's not me, at the end of the day.

So, yeah, you're going to wait and then you'll know what's good.

I've still got money coming in anyway from my OnlyFans.

What is OnlyFans?

It's basically a website, like, you can upload videos,

photos and your fans pay you a fee.

At the moment, I have 500 people that are on there.

I make about four grand on that a month.

All that money that's coming in, that's not stopping,

because the videos are still going as usual.

Bet you've got videos for days, haven't you? I've got backlogs of videos.

I can upload videos after videos after videos.

And her broken ankle has opened up a whole new revenue stream.

He was like, "So sorry to hear about your leg, I'm here for you

"if you need me. Let me send you some cash."

So I was like, "What do you want in return?"

He said he wanted a sugar daddy arrangement and,

until I'm better, he wanted to send me a weekly allowance, payment.

He was like, "300?" I was like, "lf you want."

All done. ls that both of them dry? Pop that one under again.

I couldn't do what you do, no. I'm not brave enough.

I mean, I would love the money, it would be great. But...

I'm just not brave enough. I don't see any wrong in it.

You don't shy away from what you do, and I think where people go

wrong is that they do it and they hide their life.

I can't stand that.

I think it's a bit fake. I will see you in the summer. Yeah.

All right, bye. See you later.

In Hartlepool, Chelsea's off to pick up a few things from the shops.

The Range Rover is too big to bother with,

so recently she got herself a run around.

A £250,000 Lamborghini.

I got this car about two months ago, I think.

I just fancied a fast car to play with, to be honest.

It's in my garage most of the time because it's not practical.

I can only fit two bags of shopping in, or something.

Who wouldn't want a Lambo?

A Ferrari wasn't even doing it for me.

I went to the garage and the Ferrari was 50 grand cheaper and I was

like, should I just get a Ferrari if it's just going to be my second car.

It's cheaper. It's still a Ferrari.

At 50 grand cheaper, a Ferrari is a bargain. Who knew?

But this one was just calling to me in the corner, like,

"No, pick me."

And I was like, "OK! I will!"

And it was love at first sight and it just turns heads.

This is the first Lamborghini ever to be in Hartlepool, that I know of.

If anyone does anything in this town, everyone knows about it.

Somebody will see me out today doing whatever and it will be the talk of the town.

In Hartlepool, sex entrepreneur

Chelsea is doing some chores in her Lamborghini.

The sex business has been good to her.

I've had every job under the sun.

When I was young, I would do anything.

I had the paper round when I was 13.

Got a one in a cafe when I was 15.

I was washing pots and making sandwiches.

I think I was on £3 an hour in that.

Since getting into the business, ten years ago,

Chelsea's life has completely changed.

This is one of the McDonald's I've worked in.

I've actually worked in four different McDonald's,

but this one is one of them.

Some of the best times of my life were working in McDonald's.

That's not even a lie, I'm not just saying that. I actually loved it.

One of Chelsea's first exploits was at the local bingo hall.

I got myself barred out of there.

Cos I got my tits out one time.

I didn't do it in the middle of the bingo, in front of everyone or anything.

It was like at the end of the night, when we were drunk,

full of jaeger, stuff like that.

And I got my tits out for a picture, like, #TitsAndBingo or something.

And then I left my bra in there, by accident, because I was drunk.

And then the next day, they called my auntie who happens to go

there all the time, so they recognised me on the video.

They looked on CCTV.

They were like, "Your Chelsea has left her bra in the bingo."

So I got it back, a big sparkly bra.

But then they basically said I was barred.

Her lifestyle has made her a local celebrity,

but she always has one eye on business.

My job is being Chelsea Ferguson.

Every single second I'm on my phone, it's to do with my job.

I'm always either recruiting other girls, or explaining to

somebody what they should or shouldn't be doing.

Every time I put my make-up on and get a photo

and put it on lnstagram, that's part of my job.

It's trying to stay relevant.

Every time I buy something, it's being relevant.

Every time I buy a designer handbag, I've got to post it.

It's what people want to see, they want to see what

you're spending your money on.

People are obsessed with what you're spending your money on.

Some people can't afford to have this life,

so they want to look in on other people who do.

Living her life in such a public way drives even more traffic

to her site and that means even more money.

Social media is the be all and end all of any company nowadays.

I share as much as possible.

It's not about boasting and going, "Look at what I've got!"

It's about going,

"Look at what I've achieved from McDonald's to millionaire."

I've done it, only because I try my best. Do you know what I mean?

In Southend, married couple Jess and Mike are also making a decent

living from uploading home-made porn.

Its amateur porn, what we do, but it's reaL It's not faked.

Nothing's ever done without passion, is it? No. Or desire for it?

Or for each other. Some videos go really well, and then some don't.

Like, he'll get, like, floppy, won't you?

And then you've got to try and build back up again.

Fitting it in around their kids' routine can be a bit of a challenge.

We know we've got a certain amount of time before the school run.

If we're running late... An hour. It's like 2:15. Right, come on.

And you know that that's the time. It's all going to go wrong.

We've had sex every day for a year.

I don't how many other couples can say that, seven years in.

And Jess's daily conversations with the other mums at the school

gates are not the usual ones.

When I talk to other women at the school run, they say,

"l can't believe you're doing that.

"My husband gets it about once every month."

With 40 billion porn site visits every year, there was

never any chance they would be able to keep their jobs a secret.

We knew we would be seen.

It was just naive to think that you could upload porn onto

websites that get 80 million hits a day...

And think we could hide it, for like... What did we reckon, like, six months?

I thought about six months.

We thought six months, we'll give it that. Someone might see us.

It was literally a month.

I'm getting texts from people, saying when they're five

minutes into a wank and realise it's me.

About to finish their load and they're looking at pictures of me.

Jess and Mike treat their work like any other job.

We have a whole schedule for this month.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday

and Sunday.

We write down what we're doing that day.

The stuff we could come up with was like a masturbation race,

masturbation in public, masturbation of each other

masturbation on our own.

It's just giving our page fresh, different content rather than just

going over the same old fucking regurgitated shit, week in, week out.

Fridays is filthy Friday, so...

The concept we've got is... Sloppy blowjob. Hard public fuck.

Gag face fuck.

And a golden shower.

When the cameras are there you are mindful of what the camera is

capturing.

Seeing a good dick going in. You want to get that right angle.

Yeah, cumshot. Little things like that.

Our favourite one is Story Time Sunday, so I'll dress up.

We'll get into a bit of roleplay.

Sometimes we have to go and buy stuff, buy new outfits.

We treat this like a business.

It literally is serious to us. Yeah, it is.

I don't see an end date for this.

We've not said, "Oh, by the time we're 40, we'll stop this."

All right, angel, you can come in now.

In Nottingham, 19-year-old escort

Ellie's broken ankle is finally on the mend.

She'll be back at work in a week, so it's time for a bit of maintenance.

Hi, love! Hey!

I want my lips, my hair.

What is it you wanted today, then, Ellie?

My lips and my cheeks.

A tiny little bit in your nose, is that right?

Yeah, just where the little dint is at the bottom.

OK, I'll get everything ready then, OK?

So we'll go for a ml on each side, is that right, yeah?

Big lips are one of the key things that her clients are looking for.

I actually get a bit scared...

Just because they are so big, at first they didn't hurt at all.

Now because they're so big, it hurts more.

Not many people like their lips as big as Ellie does.

She's a bit of a one-off, really.

I do know when to stop.

She's pretty good. If I say, you're not having any more in, you tend to listen to me,

don't you? Yeah. You've had a full syringe and then up to here.

Just so you know you've had as much as you wanted in your lips.

So I'll not see you now for at least two months for your lips. What?

At least two months.

They feel really stretched out.

I like them like this, these are perfect. Perfect size for me.

When the swelling goes down, I will be unhappy.

I like them with the swelling.

For Ellie's clients, everything has to be bigger.

A wife or a normal girlfriend won't have big tits or look like me.

I'm not being funny, but it's not that. So...

That's why they come to me.

I make a lot of money off it. So yeah, I love it.

My bum.

My lips. That's the selling point for me.

With her hair done, Ellie is joined by friend

Chrissie for a luxury pedicure.

And a chance to exchange notes.

Watch it. Do you like it?

It's just you being you, babe. It's nice, isn't it?

I think you're banned from the whole of Nottingham, now, aren't you?

The whole of Nottingham, I'm just fully, like, banned.

After several complaints about Ellie and her client's behaviour,

one particular city hotel has had enough.

We were just partying too much, weren't we?

Yeah. Shooting, and then having sex in the hot tub.

In Hartlepool, Chelsea and Dee are planning a special night out.

Are you excited for Dreamboys?

I am excited, because I've never been to the Dreamboys.

We've done Magic Mike. What are you wearing tonight?

I've absolutely no clue.

As a former stripper,

Chelsea is a bit of a connoisseur of what will make a good performance.

I want to see some cock.

I choked on my bread.

No, I've been told that apparently they get their willies out.

Which obviously, they don't in Magic Mike. Yeah, they don't.

Or in Chippendales, I've seen that, too. Was I with you, or Sasha,

when I went onstage and cried...

The last time Chelsea went to watch a strip show,

things didn't go as planned.

They pulled people up on the stage, some of them

were getting lap dances and stuff like that. I had a lap dance.

Yeah, you got a fucking good lap dance.

And then I get pulled up

and they're making it like more romantic, rather than sexy.

So my mam's funeral song comes on

which is Ed Sheeran, Thinking Out Loud.

Whenever I hear the beginning of that I just start to cry.

We are on the stage, right and he's trying to fucking waltz me around like this

and I just start crying on the stage in front of everybody.

And you will not believe this, honestly,

no word of a lie on my mam's ashes.

I said, "Sorry, it's my mam's funeral song."

And he put my head on his thing and he was like...

You couldn't make this up. Twice it's happened to me now.

Sorry, it's funny, but it's sad at the same time.

Oh, babe.

She just crops up when you least expect it.

I feel like she's out there, somewhere, sending

the song to piss me off when we're out places.

Chelsea's mum, Ann, died five years ago,

and was a huge influence on her daughter's life.

After my dad, she didn't really have a boyfriend, so I just used

to pay for me and her to go to Egypt for a week or whatever.

She loved Egypt. She went like ten times.

I was like paying my mam's mortgage when she got poorly,

obviously she couldn't pay it, because she couldn't work.

It took ages for them to diagnose her,

so they didn't know what it was. So she was on the sick for ages...

...until she got diagnosed, with like pancreatic cancer.

I'm having a full breakdown here.

It's cos I'm hungover.

I'm not usually this bad. She would be so proud of you. I know.

Although she probably wouldn't have let me get that Lambo.

She'd have said no.

But Chelsea isn't quite ready to change her lifestyle

and become a mum. I don't want kids, me. I've never wanted kids.

They're my kids, them two, there. They've got my hands full.

I'm just too selfish for kids.

I love going on holiday at the drop of a hat. Maybe one day I'll

change my mind, but I also can't keep a boyfriend for longer

than, like... My longest relationship

is 1.5 years and I'm 30.

So, I've put so much effort into a relationship, I think

I'm a good girlfriend.

So if I'm putting all that effort in, I expect it back and I think

they just get complacent and start taking the piss, or talking to you like shit.

So, Dreamboys! So, yeah, let's go and see some cock, eh?

Hello. Can you speak up?

In Swindon, Mistress Sophia is taking a booking from a new client who

knows what he wants.

Do you have a day in mind?

OK, then. So how about Thursday morning. Ten o'clock is fine.

Do you want a whipping bench or do you mean a straight bench,

which also has leather straps on it?

But before today's slave arrives for discipline,

Mistress Sophia's at the beck and call of her daughter's puppy, Bo.

I'm going to tell Mummy when she comes down now. You're in trouble.

Bo's the only one who gets away without with ignoring

the strict rules of the house.

She's had a wee. She came out and she had a wee over there.

You're just a lickle baby, aren't you?

You don't know you're doing naughty things.

Even a sadistic dominatrix can't tell Bo what to do.

Naughty. No. That was naughty.

It's like having a baby. Who's in charge now, Mistress Sophia?

I remember, where was it, sitting on the floor

and it looked like a Malteser.

One of my exes,

he'd been eating Maltesers and he went down and picked it up

and went, "Oh, my God!"

In Nottingham, Ellie's broken leg has finally healed

and she's escorting clients once more.

On Friday, I took myself to work which was the first

time in nearly three months. I was so proud of myself, so excited.

I tended to do really, really well in Nottingham,

which I didn't normally do that well.

I'd made about 1,500 on one night. It was really good.

Set up in the hotel room for the night, she is already raking it in.

In the space of like five or ten minutes,

I've already got two bookings come through.

I had a few pre-booked from yesterday.

A standard client for me would be around 25-30.

Not really many older guys book me.

Someone who I would see outside of work,

a lot of the time, but obviously when they're coming to me

for a booking I have to be professional and take their money.

It's true.

Ellie knows if she works hard and keeps it business-like

and discreet, the clients will keep coming back.

You have to put a lot of effort into the job. I mean a lot of effort.

It's not just a normaljob, you don't say hello and goodbye.

You know. The kind ofjob I do is very, very hard.

If my phone is ringing,

I will make sure I fit every single client in until it stops ringing.

Should I get ready now? Yeah!

I could start work at two o'clock in the afternoon and not finish

until two in the morning.

And that could mean, at times, seeing up to six men a night.

That is a very long shift and you have to meet each person.

You have to be nice to each person. Getting ready now.

But it's not always plain sailing.

A guy the other day, he saw me on the website.

He saw how big my lips are.

What my arse looks like. He comes in.

He's like, "Your lips are very big."

Obviously, you can see on my photos.

I start sucking his dick, the lipstick's going everywhere.

He's like, "l don't like a sloppy blowjob." I'm like, "All right, then."

I thought, first of all don't book me. There's a whole website full of girls.

Book one with small lips who doesn't wear lipstick,

if you don't want that kind of thing.

I've never heard that in my whole life.

Guys obviously love big lips and fucking lipstick.

In Swindon, 69-year-old dominatrix Mistress Sophia is enjoying

one of the perks of her profession...

...getting her clients to do her housework.

It's 10 years since she last had to clean her own house.

Though sometimes she forgets that not everyone is there to serve her.

KNOCK ON DOOR Well, go on, then.

I'll do it. I'll get it. It's all right, guys.

Come on, come on.

Sometimes you need to bear in mind

the fact that not everyone is a fucking slave.

Why? Cos that was really rude!

I was panicking about her.

What have you been ordering from Nasty Gal?

Oh, it's a present.

You don't even know which way it goes, do you? No.

Surprise deliveries from happy clients are just another

fringe benefit of being a dominatrix in demand.

It's a top. Oh, so close.

She nearly pulled my trousers down.

Also at home with her beloved dogs is entrepreneur Chelsea.

In Hartlepool, she and her friend Dee are getting ready

to see The Dreamboys.

But first, she must attend to her pooches,

Arlo, Kiwi and Arry Blue.

Hungry, are we?

SHE MIMICS PANTING Sit.

He's like, "l'm sitting, I'm sitting!"

Here, you have that one. It's got more in.

Here you go.

The girls are looking forward to tonight,

but there's one song Chelsea hopes isn't on the playlist.

Oh, I can't deal with me mam's funeral song

at another stripper event.

Let's see some cock! THEY LAUGH

Let's go see some cock!

With a few drinks sunk,

the girls set off for the 64-mile journey to Scarborough.

Oh, who's excited to see some bellends?

THEY LAUGH

Do they actually get them out? Apparently.

Do they get them out?! Apparently.

They've seen most of the male stripper groups out there,

bar this one.

Have you seen them in Newcastle, Chelsea?

No, I haven't. I haven't been to The Dreamboys before.

I can imagine it's just cringey, though. Yeah.

Funny.

No-one'll take Magic Mike's place in my heart.

If they are really, like they're dancing on there, it's not about stripping.

Yeah, it's not even about stripping.

They don't even take their pants off. Nah, they don't.

Nah, they don't. They've only got their tops off. Yeah.

Yeah, Magic Mike, yeah. The production's really good,

so I think this one's going to be more hen parties.

Dunno.

I'm sure it'll be fun, guys.

Yeah. Grabbing. Grabbing men. Yeah, true.

Yeah.

We know how wild hen parties can be as well,

so they're getting grabbed. Yeah. Like, the guy's get grabbed

and it's just fucking crazy. Yeah.

The Dreamboys are the UK's most successful male strip act.

They've now been going for 33 years.

This is the last show of the tour.

It's not like people just walk past us naked all the time.

Um, yeah, so...

He's getting ready.

Any chance I could use that towel?

That is Shane's.

So no, without asking him.

I just... I just used a top like a real man.

Backstage, creative director Jordan is hoping everything

will go according to plan.

Everyone's ready for the final show. Everyone's ready to perform.

Everyone's ready to get naked.

Most people are at the gym, really ready to get naked.

We've got a lot to do. We've got pre-meet and greets

so we can have pictures with audience members coming in.

We've got to make sure all the set is set

and everyone's costume is ready.

Halfway to Scarborough, Sasha's past comes back to haunt her.

She's dated one of the Dreamboys,

but she does know if he's there tonight, do you?

He turned into it after we split up.

Cos I was a stripper. And he hated her...

He hated me being a stripper.

Sasha isn't looking forward to seeing her ex,

and Chelsea is praying that her mum's funeral song

isn't on the playlist.

Tonight might not quite turn out as they'd hoped.

Probably rather go to a girls' strip show. Yeah, defo.

I'd get one with women in. Yeah, we were there not long ago.

Like, obviously, getting a dance off lassies is, like, sexy

whereas off a lad, it's just a bit...

Seeing a man twerk in your face, doesn't really do it for me.

With a jockstrap. With a jockstrap on, yeah.

Jordan and the boys are finally ready to hit the stage.

Let's have fun, yeah? This is what we do best.

ALL:

THEY GIGGLE

That's it, nice and tight, girls. Squeeze in.

Squeeze in, right in the middle, babe.

There you go, my love.

Shall I go and get the round in?

Cheers, hon. ALL:

Dutch courage sorted

Chelsea and her friends are ready for the action.

Let's go.

Oi, let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

A quick selfie for the 'gram and it's showtime.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to The Dreamboys' 2019 tour.

Make some noise if you're ready to be entertained.

Scream if you're ready to get hot.

Tonight for your guilty pleasure...

WHISTLES, CHEERS

Take a deep breath.

Ladies and gents, this is the moment you've waited for. Enjoy yourself.

CHEERING

Mistress Sophia takes on her latest protege.

Move your hand a minute.

HE MOANS

The Dreamboys find they're two men down.

Careful, he'll have your eye out.

He's working with a weapon. It wasn't a proper tool.

And camgirl Gemma's latest student prepares to go live.

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