HE TOOK ME TO THE BED ROOM AND POLITELY ASKED IF HE COULD TIE ME UP….
I started out by doing work as a prostitute in a brothel and I really don’t have any fond recollections, the brothel had repeat punters that usually wanted to fuck the new recruit, the women competed for the punters in a sleazy manner and when you became popular with the punters, it turned problematic with the women as these same punters were seeing one of the others before you.
The brothel provided outcalls were you went out to the clients home or hotel and even though out-calls paid a bit more, they also had their discomforts as well. I was sent to hotels and I would have no clue what I was going to meet behind the door, I was often really scared there was going to be a party of guys and I’d end up being gang-raped.
I cant recall my first out-call but I vividly remember the 2nd, it was an out-call to a home in a posh area of London, the customer lived in a very beautiful house in a gated compound, every thing in his house was warm, the colours and smells were all neutral with a scent of cinnamon, the entire vibe was so calming I was quickly calmed to my core. He was a really handsome man with a gentle relaxed smile, his eyes were as sharp as polished steel and he welcomed me with a lovely gentle English accent. He poured me a glass of chilled white wine and even though I had been advised to never ever drink alcohol with a customer and under no circumstances with a new client, for some strange reason I started off by breaking this rule that evening with that client. Jim was very gentle in his behaviour, he walked me upstairs to his bed room and quietly asked if he could tie me up, promising it to be harmless fun, there was some thing about him that even then, I wasn’t terrified and I allowed, he then went ahead and firmly tied me up….
I had never seen or thought people would be kinky to that extreme, he did stuff to and with me that I had never seen or believed possible or hygienically appropriate, I was at his home for about four hrs in total and when I finally left, I was sore and bruised all over…
I rang the brothel on my 
way home to let them know I was taking the rest of the day and the following day off work to recover, suprisingly to me, when I got to my house and counted the money he had paid me, I was not sure I would say no if he called to see me next time, the two days I had taken off work had been extremely well compensated for and a lot more, Interestingly I never saw him again, I presume he only booked new girls on their first day…
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