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By the early 2000s, Shattuck was selling CDs, grossing around 0,000 a year, and living in Silicon Valley with her tech millionaire husband.(She and the panty fetishist had long since parted ways.) Everyone in her suburb simply thought she was another rich housewife; I imagine her like an audio-porn version of protagonist Nancy Botwin, a pot-dealing suburbanite.“A voice comes from within a person and resonates with their whole body.“ That immersive intimacy makes audio a particularly fruitful platform for porn performers and consumers, who can take full control of a fantasy.
Though she’s beautiful—her voluminous auburn hair and apple cheekbones look picture-perfect as she gives me a Skype tour of her Barbados home—it’s her singsong voice that has drawn compliments her whole life.Was it simply a lack of exposure—or was there another reason why erotic audio remained marginal?Who were audio porn’s fans and producers, and how did they ignore a sea of explicit imagery to end up as listeners, not watchers?(Everything she’d read told her men were visual, not aural, creatures.) But a few hundred dollars’ worth of orders came in immediately.
She wrote a few scripts, booked some studio time to record, and shipped out vivid audio fantasies to her clients—mostly married professionals who kept their kinks to themselves.
Then she added phone-sex operators, though she never liked the phone.