Wrapping my coat tightly around over my body, I walked through the silent streets, the fairy-lit houses causing the frost on the ground to shimmer. I smile to myself, thinking about those people inside, cosy in their matching pyjamas. And here I was, just past midnight on Christmas Eve, having just played naughty Mrs Claus for two hours, making a client’s kinky festive dream come true.
As soon as I started working as an adult performer and escort, I noticed that, come November, my inbox and the requests within it, started to turn very Christmassy. Suddenly everyone wanted tinsel, fairy lights, and for the words ‘on the naughty list’ to be worked into their fantasy. I remember thinking, ‘Wow, people really plan their sex life around the John Lewis advert…’, before setting about making their fantasies into reality.
One of my first festive bookings was in a hotel: he’d brought Christmas music, mince pies, and a Santa hat with him. He wanted the full fantasy of the stressed-out businessman sneaking away from the office party. I turned up in red lingerie and stockings, and he put the Santa hat on me, before I uttered the words he’d been waiting for: ‘You’ve been a very naughty boy this year.’
It was cheesy, but in a sweet way. There was lots of flirting, snogging, and me teasing him about what he wanted for Christmas. At the end, he gave me a tip in a Christmas card, which I thought was adorable.
When arranging sessions with clients, I always ask what vibe they’re after first — is it cute and playful, or full-on filthy Mrs Claus? I’ll ask if they want any specific outfits, like a particular colour of lingerie or an actual costume, and whether they want role play, spanking, worship — that kind of thing. Naughty Mrs Claus is the classic. Sexy elf or office Christmas party role plays are also popular, alongside the idea of being unwrapped like a present.
I get a lot of outfit and stocking fetishes this time of year, and more requests involving props, tinsel, ribbon, and fairy lights. Some people like being called my ‘little elf’ or ‘Christmas toy’, while others just want normal sex with the festive trimmings and a mince pie afterwards.
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In terms of prep, my flat ends up looking like a festive dressing-up box! I have red and white lingerie, stockings, suspenders, Santa hats, sparkly dresses, ribbons to be ‘unwrapped,’ fairy lights, and sometimes even a tiny tree for the background if we’re filming. There’s also all the unglamorous preparation: clean sheets, clean towels, heaters on, make-up, music sorted. Clients see the end result — they don’t see me beforehand in my slippers, untangling fairy lights!
One of my favourite sessions was with a client who just wanted to watch me decorate a Christmas tree in lingerie while we chatted. It sounds tame, but it was such a funny, flirty atmosphere, and it reminded me that sometimes people mostly want company and connection, with a bit of sexy sparkle on top. When you think about it, Christmas is already a fantasy — it’s cosy, nostalgic, and full of rituals. Add in stress, alcohol, hotel stays, and family pressure, and people are desperate for an escape! A festive kink lets them step out of real life and into a story where they are spoiled, desired, and a little bit naughty.
There’s also something about the contrast: you spend the day being sensible at work or with family, then sneak off to see a tattooed blonde in suspenders and a Santa hat. It feels forbidden, which is half the thrill.
But that’s not to say there isn’t potential for things to go wrong — often in a hilarious fashion. I love couple sessions around Christmas, as there’s usually a bottle of fizz, Christmas tunes in the background, and lots of giggling. But I remember one booking where they wanted a full ‘caught by Mrs Claus’ role play. The idea was that I would hide in the wardrobe in red lingerie and heels while they started messing around on the bed, then burst out and tell them they were both on the naughty list.
In reality, they took ages to get going, so I was standing in this tiny wardrobe, sweating in suspenders, trying not to knock any hangers over. When I finally heard my cue and went to make my big dramatic entrance, my heel caught on a strand of tinsel on the floor, and I basically launched myself face-first onto the bed! Everyone just screamed with laughter — the wife was crying, the husband was wheezing, and I was in a heap in my Santa hat.
We had to stop for a minute to compose ourselves and redo my ‘grand entrance,’ like we were on take two of a very low-budget Christmas film. I’ve also had fairy lights die at the exact wrong moment, cheap Santa hats slip over my eyes mid-kiss, suspenders pop open - basically, all of it. You learn very quickly to laugh, stay in character, and roll with the chaos.
I have a handful of ‘Christmas regulars’ who show up every December for their annual festive fling. They disappear for the rest of the year, then pop up like clockwork asking if Mrs Claus is taking bookings again. But many are regulars who have found me through Vivastreet, my socials, and my content platforms. Once someone has seen me and feels comfortable, they usually come back.
I think people forget how much emotional work goes into this job, especially around the holidays. A lot of my clients are lonely, recently divorced, or just overwhelmed. Yes, there are stockings and Santa hats, but there’s also a lot of listening, reassuring, and making people feel seen.
For anyone judging from the sidelines: if you enjoy porn or fantasise about sex that’s a bit out there, you’re already benefiting from sex workers. We’re just the ones honest enough to put our names and faces to it — with a bit of tinsel on top.
Catriona Innes is Cosmopolitan UK’s multiple award-winning Commissioning Editor, who has won BSME awards both for her longform investigative journalism as well as for leading the Cosmopolitan features department. Alongside commissioning and editing the features section, both online and in print, Catriona regularly writes her own hard-hitting investigations spending months researching some of the most pressing issues affecting young women today.
She has spent time undercover with specialist police forces, domestic abuse social workers and even Playboy Bunnies to create articles that take readers to the heart of the story. Catriona is also a published author, poet and volunteers with a number of organisations that directly help the homeless community of London. She’s often found challenging her weak ankles in towering heels through the streets of Soho. Follow her on Instagram and Twitter.
