“Ok, bitch”
A quiet night at work can make a nice change. I had one of those last night. Only two clients, but the second one extended for another hour.
Both were polite, which also makes a nice change. The second client, let’s call him A, asked, before getting started with anything what he’s not allowed to do to me. A was quietly spoken, with decent English and he seemed to like to take things very slowly.
Let me pause to explain here that while I am a kiwi (well, partially – also expat German) I work at a Chinese house – I’m the only non-Asian there in fact. My clients are predominantly Asian, some Indian, and the other day I saw my first kiwi/european client since I started working again over a month ago. The English-speaking skills of my clients varies, so levels of communication vary also. From entirely non-verbal (as on my first ever outcall – a story for another day) to perfectly fluent English conversation.
A seemed quite content with lying on top of me (me face down on the bed) trying to get his cock hard by rubbing it against me, a bit of a blowjob, a few pats on my ass (and again, he asked politely if he would be allowed to hit it and was quite happy when I told him that no, I don’t do pain), kissing my feet… not my average client, but nothing I found unusual either. Perhaps there seemed to be a bit of a hint that he might be into SM, but, as I said, nothing unusual.
After a while, he gets down to the actual sex, still lying on top of me, and leans down to whisper something in my ear. I didn’t quite understand what he was saying, but something about callling me something. I told him I wasn’t sure what he meant, and he says, “you know, like bitch”. Well, sure, whatever floats your boat.
“Ok, bitch,” he says.
Maybe he was really as happy with me/his time with me as he seemed to be, or maybe I am right in thinking that he wanted a bit more out of it, but didn’t feel relaxed/comfortable enough. I’d like to think I can usually pick up that kind of thing. It seems to me that he would rather have enjoyed talking dirty to me, calling me names (more than just whispering “bitch” while still sounding marvellously polite), slapping my arse, having me get a bit rougher with him (admittedly he did ask me to bite his nipples – quite happy to oblige there!), god, perhaps even a bit of bondage, pain, etc.
You’re not going to get what you want from a whore unless you ask. You’re paying money for sexual satisfaction, so tell the person you’ve paid what exactly it is that you want! If you don’t, you could be missing out and simply not getting your money’s worth.
Sure, we won’t all agree to go along with every wish and fantasy, and the more… uncommon, shall we say… it is, the more important it is to call and ask whether the lady you’re potentially interested in provides the particular service you’re after (and if it will cost any extra), but you won’t know unless you ask. Often if you’re after something particular when it comes to sex and are having trouble finding someone who’s willing to explore with you, paying for someone who will is often one of your best options. Greta Christina talked about this in one of my favourite posts of hers. This post (and the comment discussion following it) brings up some other issues I’d like to think/write more about another day.
And contrary to the impression my list from the other day may have made, I love being asked whether or not I do something. It shows that a client is polite (asking is much more polite that assuming you can do something without asking!) and it helps to make sure that the client enjoys themselves as much as possible (as I said, you won’t get what you don’t ask for). I don’t, however, like to be asked the same thing over and over again. No means no. Yes, some ladies will change their answer for more money, and it could be worth asking one more time with an offer. But no means no.
