I guess I'll start with the first freakiest session that I had ever had. I had only
been massaging approx. 3 months, I was extremely new to the business and quite
low mileage as the adjustment period from office assistant at a Plastics company
to "mpa" were overwhelming at first.
While I was continuing to work 9-5 in the office, I moonlighted as an mpa at night. Why all the sudden? 3 seatbelt and 4 minor speeding
tickets later, I found I was in a $4.500/year insurance bracket. I needed to drive
to get to my daytime job, but I also needed to seriously increase my income. I had
a small introduction to the exotic world as a dancer for about 6 months, but I found
that I was more suited to a 1 on 1 conversation with gentlemen, as opposed to 1 on 250
gentlemen in a club atmosphere.
Three months into massaging, with a close friend of mine who was willing to try
massage to refrain the bank forclosing on her home, we both set out to obtain
our $$ goals.
One day, during our shift, a man requested us in a double. Our first double ever.
Mucho akward. He asked for the usual light mpa caressing eachother and the session
seemed to be going along smooth as pie. He appeared to be a wealthy white business
man, head of his corporation, and the session winded down to the usual completion
without a hitch. Just as we were about to walk away from the table, the client
stated he had a small request. From under the pillow he retreived a small gold spoon.
My inexperience led to a very puzzled look on my face. Was this a tip? Was
this his baby spoon he wanted to show us? Was he about to eat some pudding?
The request was asked plain and simple and confident. Could we scoop up his
swimmers with the spoon and feed it to him!
OH MY GOD! YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!!!!
I looked at my girlfriend who had the same look of horror on her face!
"Sir, I'm sorry, but there is no way, ever, I am going to feed this to you and
not puke up my breakfast,lunch, and dinner"
He pleaded, he pratically cried, and would not leave the table until either one of
us did the deed. This went on for about 10 minutes.
"Ladies, if it's about money, I'll take care of you" he stated
"Sir, you don't understand, were new, we do massage, I've never even heard of
something like this, I mean, this is insane."(Please keep in mind how new I am
to any kind of fetish, kink, requests etc...)
"Listen girls, it will only take 1/2 a second, it will complete my session, or else I'll
feel unsatisfied, close your eyes if you want"
"FINE! I'll do it, just give me the spoon, were late coming out of the room, Jesus H
Christ, I can't believe this"
Sure enough, I take the spoon, quivering as I collect the aftermath as my hand
is shaking as I have half covered eyes, directing the spoon towards his mouth.
He pratically inhales the spoon, and receives it like a hungry child, complete
with "Hmmm's" and "Slops and slurps".
I am totally disgusted, shocked, disturbed, but the feelings quickly subside when
I know I am leaving the room. I had to leave the room to collect my thoughts and
escape the scenario that just played out.
My friend and I are dressed and ready to go when he says "Where are you going?"
"Sir, we have to go were late"
"Don't forget this" and he reaches under the pillow again.
He hands us 5 crisp $100 dollar bills each.
"Thank you ladies, your digust made the ending even more enjoyable"
Okay, now I am freaked out again. Is this guy for real? Maybe he's about to
kill me or something and rub the money in my blood! lol. Again, please understand
my inexperience, I had no idea then how harmless most clients are. Now, today,
it's just a fetish, back then, he was a crazy, loony, possibly escaped sex freak.
(Keep in mind, I had never received a tip of more that $20/$40 and I am stunned
that this guy would even bother. We were not expecting it, with our inexperience,
a $20 would have seemed sufficient. In retrospect, I guess he was one of those
very powerful figures in real life who usually are the opposite in their sexual
life. Plus later on, I probably felt that he realized we were not going to jump
at the thought of a tip, but more that the act itself was something we originally
intended not to do. I think it was a challenge for him to beg us otherwise.
I have always wondered what you guys think of these experiences. How does
a story like this rate as far as grossness to you guys? Is this a "no biggie" or is it totally disgusting to you guys. If I have to guess, I'd say the latter, but you
never know!
been massaging approx. 3 months, I was extremely new to the business and quite
low mileage as the adjustment period from office assistant at a Plastics company
to "mpa" were overwhelming at first.
While I was continuing to work 9-5 in the office, I moonlighted as an mpa at night. Why all the sudden? 3 seatbelt and 4 minor speeding
tickets later, I found I was in a $4.500/year insurance bracket. I needed to drive
to get to my daytime job, but I also needed to seriously increase my income. I had
a small introduction to the exotic world as a dancer for about 6 months, but I found
that I was more suited to a 1 on 1 conversation with gentlemen, as opposed to 1 on 250
gentlemen in a club atmosphere.
Three months into massaging, with a close friend of mine who was willing to try
massage to refrain the bank forclosing on her home, we both set out to obtain
our $$ goals.
One day, during our shift, a man requested us in a double. Our first double ever.
Mucho akward. He asked for the usual light mpa caressing eachother and the session
seemed to be going along smooth as pie. He appeared to be a wealthy white business
man, head of his corporation, and the session winded down to the usual completion
without a hitch. Just as we were about to walk away from the table, the client
stated he had a small request. From under the pillow he retreived a small gold spoon.
My inexperience led to a very puzzled look on my face. Was this a tip? Was
this his baby spoon he wanted to show us? Was he about to eat some pudding?
The request was asked plain and simple and confident. Could we scoop up his
swimmers with the spoon and feed it to him!
OH MY GOD! YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!!!!
I looked at my girlfriend who had the same look of horror on her face!
"Sir, I'm sorry, but there is no way, ever, I am going to feed this to you and
not puke up my breakfast,lunch, and dinner"
He pleaded, he pratically cried, and would not leave the table until either one of
us did the deed. This went on for about 10 minutes.
"Ladies, if it's about money, I'll take care of you" he stated
"Sir, you don't understand, were new, we do massage, I've never even heard of
something like this, I mean, this is insane."(Please keep in mind how new I am
to any kind of fetish, kink, requests etc...)
"Listen girls, it will only take 1/2 a second, it will complete my session, or else I'll
feel unsatisfied, close your eyes if you want"
"FINE! I'll do it, just give me the spoon, were late coming out of the room, Jesus H
Christ, I can't believe this"
Sure enough, I take the spoon, quivering as I collect the aftermath as my hand
is shaking as I have half covered eyes, directing the spoon towards his mouth.
He pratically inhales the spoon, and receives it like a hungry child, complete
with "Hmmm's" and "Slops and slurps".
I am totally disgusted, shocked, disturbed, but the feelings quickly subside when
I know I am leaving the room. I had to leave the room to collect my thoughts and
escape the scenario that just played out.
My friend and I are dressed and ready to go when he says "Where are you going?"
"Sir, we have to go were late"
"Don't forget this" and he reaches under the pillow again.
He hands us 5 crisp $100 dollar bills each.
"Thank you ladies, your digust made the ending even more enjoyable"
Okay, now I am freaked out again. Is this guy for real? Maybe he's about to
kill me or something and rub the money in my blood! lol. Again, please understand
my inexperience, I had no idea then how harmless most clients are. Now, today,
it's just a fetish, back then, he was a crazy, loony, possibly escaped sex freak.
(Keep in mind, I had never received a tip of more that $20/$40 and I am stunned
that this guy would even bother. We were not expecting it, with our inexperience,
a $20 would have seemed sufficient. In retrospect, I guess he was one of those
very powerful figures in real life who usually are the opposite in their sexual
life. Plus later on, I probably felt that he realized we were not going to jump
at the thought of a tip, but more that the act itself was something we originally
intended not to do. I think it was a challenge for him to beg us otherwise.
I have always wondered what you guys think of these experiences. How does
a story like this rate as far as grossness to you guys? Is this a "no biggie" or is it totally disgusting to you guys. If I have to guess, I'd say the latter, but you
never know!