Last week, model Rie Rasmussen called out fashion photographer, Terry Richardson, for exploiting and degrading young women through the power of his lens. Rie’s rage came from an unauthorized photograph of herself that Terry had included in his latest book, Terrysworld. More over, Rie – who is also an advocate for women’s rights – said that Terry takes advantage of his position and bullies young aspiring models into performing unnecessary acts during photo sessions. Rie publicly yelled at Terry during a Paris fashion party. He fled the scene and later got his people to complain to hers. Classic.

Since this event, another woman has come out with her story about Terry’s ways. Model, Jamie Peck, detailed several accounts her had with Terry in a personal expose in The Gloss.

Jamie introduces her story by stating that she is not a model, but “just a vain girl with nice tits who likes to pose for the occasional cheesecake photo”. Jamie got to do some work with Terry when she was 19 – the magical age that seems to gravitate to Terry’s lens. Jaime was naive and unworldly (like every 19 year old on the planet) and in retrospect, realizes that the things Terry persuaded her to do were not acceptable.

“I told him I had my period so I wanted to keep my underwear on, and he asked me to take my tampon out for him to play with. “I love tampons!” he said, in that psychotically upbeat way that temporarily convinces so many girls that what’s fun for Uncle Terry is fun for them.”

The tampon incident took place during the second photo shoot she did with Terry.

“(I can just imagine him chirping, “Why don’t you wear these fairy wings while I fuck you in the ass? Wouldn’t that be like, so fun?” to some attenuated girl fresh off the boat from Eastern Europe. Either the man’s totally delusional, or he gets off on the fact that many of these things are not, in fact, very much fun for the girls.) I politely declined his offer to make tea out of my bloody cunt plug.”

Jaime then described how Terry got naked and exposed his penis to her, asking her to shoot photos of him naked as he danced around the room dropping names of high cultural currency. He then tried to get her to give him a hand job. She did it, reluctantly.

“I can remember doing this stuff, but even at the time, it was sort of like watching someone else do it, someone who couldn’t possibly be me because I would never touch a creepy photographer’s penis. The only explanation I can come up with is that he was so darn friendly and happy about it all, and his assistants were so stoked on it as well, that I didn’t want to be the killjoy in the room. My new fake friends would’ve been bummed if I’d said no.”

As these accounts of Terry’s behavior begin to surface, I can’t help but equate the domino effect of truth-telling to that of Tiger’s mistresses who all recently came forward with tales of his adultery. This kind of exposure is dangerous because most speculators are dicks. People are too quick to call the mistresses or in this case, victims of Terry’s dong, “liars” or fame-huggers. Girls who are just trying to get a piece of the spotlight pie. This kind of thinking – although completely unjust and insensitive – happens. It’s the kind of thinking that keeps people who have experienced unjustified sexual pressure or violence from talking about it openly.

Group therapy works for a reason. People are more likely to expose their stories of abuse when they realize that they are not alone. It’s easier to talk about an event in your life that deeply affected you and made you feel confused or shamed if someone else is saying, “yeah I get it” (that or cocaine, kidding). I’m glad these stories are being told.

No one said the fashion industry was a safe place for young women, but no where does it say “must take out tampon for Terry’s afternoon tea and later blow him” to end up in a magazine. Dude is taking advantage of his cultural position and treating women like shit. The problem isn’t that Terry fucks models, the problem is why Terry is able to fuck models and why they fuck him back. Maybe some girls were cool with his advances, but Jaime and Rie weren’t.

He deserves to be called out and then have his dick mutilated with a nail file. Slow and painful – like a forced hand job.