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Vi har avtalt medbrakt strap-on, og hun svarte: "Perfekt", og hun sa hun hadde god erfaring, når jeg fortalte hun hva jeg ønsket og om hun hadde erfaring innenfor det.
Avtalte tid klokken 1:00 (dagtid)
Får melding klokken 10:39 at jeg kan komme klokken 12:00. Svarer at jeg kan prøve å komme til den tiden, men rekker det ikke. (Jeg har 1time og 20minutter kjøretur, så jeg ville fastsette tidspunkt tidlig) Hun svarer: 12.30, OK.
Klokken 12:31 gir jeg beskked om st jeg utenforbi døren, kommer til en ytterdør (til fasaden) på komplekset hvor vinduet på døren er knust, og jeg må tråkke i knust glass gjennom gangen. (Greit nokk, ikke hennes feil men jeg begynner å bli skeptisk) Og var ikke informert på forhånd.
Finner døren til leiligheten og der står hun og slepper meg inn. Første jeg legger merke til, er at bildene er veldig forskjellig til hvordan hun ser ut. Hun ser mer sliten og medtatt ut. Nå vurderte jeg veldig sterkt å dra igjen, da jeg hadde en dårlig magefølelse.
Men jeg lot det fare, og fortsatte tiltross for skeptisismen.
Sengen er redd opp og ser bra ut, og jeg gir henne pengene som avtalt + 100 norske kroner ekstra, fra avtalt pris. Hun spørr om det er mitt første besøk hos en eskorte, jeg sier Ja. Selvom det er besøk nummer 2.
Vi setter igang, og hun bruker litt tid med å finne ut hvor den skal inn, og bruker først den minste dildoen, så en litt større.. Hun stiller så et spørsmål "om jeg drømmer om å ha sex med min mor". Jeg lukker øynene, og svarer Nei, jeg liker modne damer... Hun spørr så om jeg kjenner min far. Jeg begynte nå å bli kvalm, men jeg tenker hun har misforstått kommunikasjonen i forkant av besøk.. Jeg prøver å glemme hva hun sa, og vi fortsetter. Hun tar en litt større dildo og gjør inn-ut bevegelser så fort hun kan. Det blir mye (friksjon) som er vondt. (Jeg hadde tatt med et helt nytt strap-on belte men dette ville hun ikke bruke), Greit nokk, hun sier hun har bedre kontroll med hendene.
Ting går greit i 5-6-7minutter, selvom telefonen hennes er ringer konstant. Vi går så over til dildo nummer 3, som er litt større og hun skal bruke. Hun setter den inn, og jeg merker fort at hun ikke vet hva hun gjør. Hun presser litt hardt, etter den er gått inn, slik at jeg må trekke meg litt for å tilpasse.
Hun venter litt sier så: Jeg vil ikke gjøre dette, for du kan bli skadet. Så sier hun; Tid, ferdig.. Og forlater rommet.
Jeg ligger igjen og skjønner ikke helt hva som skjer, og blir ukomfortabel. Hun kommer tilbake, da spørr jeg henne om vi er ferdig. Ja, sier hun. Tiden er ute.
Jeg ser ikke på klokken, men skjønner fort at her er det ikke gått 1time, men ville bare dra da jeg følte meg ukomfortabel og utilpass.
Jeg kler på meg, og går ut ytterdøren og ser på klokken, den er 13:09. Så det er 38minutter etter jeg kom (39minutt fra 12.30 og tiden som til slutt ble avtalt)
Dette er mitt 2. Besøk hos en escorte, og sammenlignet med det 1. jeg hadde, så var dette en stor skuffelse på alle mulige måter. Hun ga beskjed på forhånd at hun hadde erfaring, noe hun helt tydelig ikke hadde. Og hadde ikke dratt hit i utgangspunktet om hun hadde vært ærlig og sagt at hun ikke hadde erfaring.
Hun spurte om jeg var fornøyd da jeg var på vei ut, noe som bekreftet for meg at hun kan umulig være frisk. Her kunne jeg sagt nei, men jeg var så ukomfortabel og dårlig i hele kroppen at jeg ville bare dra.. Hun ville bare ha pengene, og sende ut.
Jeg kommer så hjem og ser etter profilen hennes og ser at hun har 2 profiler. Den andre profilen (ikke denne) har andre som har skrevet om opplevelser som ligner min i nyligere tid. Ser at hun svarer de dårlige kommentarene veldig hardt, og går til angrep på de. De "gode" kommentarene er litt eldre, noe som sier meg at hun må ha forfalt veldig (utseendemessig og mentalt) over tid, eller så har de veldig lav standard og krav.
Jeg prøvde å finne noe positivt å skrive for å sleppe å sitte med anger, men finner ingenting.
Ønsker henne alt godt og vell, men dette var ikke bra på noen måter.
We had agreed on bringing a strap-on, and she replied: "Perfect", and she said she had good experience, when I told her what I wanted and if she had experience with that.
Agreed time at 1:00 (daytime)
Get a message at 10:39 that I can come at 12:00. Reply that I can try to come at that time, but I won't make it. (I have a 1 hour and 20 minutes drive, so I wanted to set the time early) She replies: 12.30, OK.
At 12:31 I give notice that I am outside the door, come to an outer door (to the facade) of the complex where the window on the door is broken, and I have to step in broken glass through the hallway. (Fair enough, not her fault but I start to get skeptical) And was not informed in advance.
Find the door to the apartment and there she stands and lets me in. First thing I notice is that the pictures are very different from how she looks. She looks more tired and worn out. Now I considered very strongly leaving again, as I had a bad gut feeling.
But I let it go, and continued despite the skepticism.
The bed is made and looks good, and I give her the money as agreed + 100 Norwegian kroner extra, from the agreed price. She asks if this is my first visit to an escort, I say Yes. Even though it is visit number 2.
We get started, and she uses a bit of time to find out where it should go in, and first uses the smallest dildo, then a slightly larger one.. She then asks a question "if I dream about having sex with my mother". I close my eyes, and answer No, I like mature women... She then asks if I know my father. I started to feel nauseous now, but I think she has misunderstood the communication prior to the visit.. I try to forget what she said, and we continue. She takes a slightly larger dildo and does in-out movements as fast as she can. It becomes a lot of (friction) that is painful. (I had brought a completely new strap-on belt but she didn't want to use this), Fair enough, she says she has better control with her hands.
Things go okay for 5-6-7 minutes, even though her phone is ringing constantly. We then switch to dildo number 3, which is a bit larger and she is to use. She inserts it, and I quickly notice that she doesn't know what she's doing. She presses a bit hard, after it has gone in, so that I have to pull back a bit to adjust.
She waits a bit then says: I don't want to do this, because you can get injured. Then she says; Time, finished.. And leaves the room.
I lie there and don't quite understand what's happening, and become uncomfortable. She comes back, then I ask her if we are finished. Yes, she says. Time is up.
I don't look at the clock, but quickly realize that 1 hour has not passed here, but just wanted to leave as I felt uncomfortable and unwell.
I get dressed, and go out the outer door and look at the clock, it is 13:09. So it is 38 minutes after I arrived (39 minutes from 12.30 and the time that was finally agreed)
This is my 2nd visit to an escort, and compared to the 1st I had, this was a big disappointment in every possible way. She informed in advance that she had experience, which she clearly did not have. And I would not have gone here in the first place if she had been honest and said that she did not have experience.
She asked if I was satisfied when I was on my way out, which confirmed to me that she cannot possibly be well. Here I could have said no, but I was so uncomfortable and felt bad in my whole body that I just wanted to leave.. She just wanted the money, and send me out.
I then come home and look at her profile and see that she has 2 profiles. The other profile (not this one) has others who have written about experiences similar to mine in more recent times. See that she replies to the bad comments very harshly, and attacks them. The "good" comments are a bit older, which tells me that she must have declined a lot (in appearance and mentally) over time, or they have very low standards and requirements.
I tried to find something positive to write to avoid sitting with regret, but find nothing.
Wish her all the best, but this was not good in any way.
Comments
And let me finally make it clear why I was asking this young man so many questions in the first place.
I am a grown woman, and I have a son. So when I see a 25-year-old man with such an extreme sexual request, it doesn’t amuse me and it doesn’t excite me — it genuinely concerns me. It is honestly frightening to see how extreme a young person’s sexual needs can become.
This isn’t simply about anal sex. We’re talking about a request involving THREE strap-ons, one of them approximately 45 centimeters long and around 20 centimeters in diameter, and of different shapes.
Men, do you ever actually stop and think about WHAT you are writing and WHAT you are asking your own body to endure?
The rectum is not an unlimited space. Objects of that size and that kind of mechanical pressure can cause mucosal injuries, tissue tears, bleeding, damage to the anal sphincter, and, in cases of severe trauma, even intestinal perforation. Damage to the sphincter mechanism can potentially affect a person’s ability to control bowel movements.
So please don’t tell me, “Everyone has their own preferences.” Yes, people have different sexual preferences. But when we are talking about such an extreme physical load on the body, I think it is completely reasonable to ask: WHY does a person need this in the first place?
That is exactly why I was asking questions.
I am not a psychiatrist, and I am not diagnosing anyone based on their sexual preferences. But if a 25-year-old already needs this level of extreme stimulation, and if he cannot explain why he needs it or where this need comes from, then I think it is perfectly reasonable to speak with a professional and try to understand what is going on.
And here I am going to be blunt: people can write as much shit about me as they want. I genuinely do not care.
But if the choice is between constantly looking for women who are willing to act out increasingly extreme scenarios and first taking some time to understand what is happening inside your own head — I would choose the second option.
A psychotherapist. A psychiatrist. A conversation with a professional.
And only then — everything else.
Because sometimes what a person really needs is not the next prostitute who is willing to fulfill his fantasy, but a professional who can help him understand WHY he needs that particular fantasy and that particular level of extremity in the first place.
That is why I was asking questions.
Not out of curiosity. Not to humiliate anyone. But because, in this particular case, I became interested not in the sexual preference itself, but in the person behind that need.
And let me finally make it clear why I was asking this young man so many questions in the first place.
I am a grown woman, and I have a son. So when I see a 25-year-old man with such an extreme sexual request, it doesn’t amuse me and it doesn’t excite me — it genuinely concerns me. It is honestly frightening to see how extreme a young person’s sexual needs can become.
This isn’t simply about anal sex. We’re talking about a request involving THREE strap-ons, one of them approximately 45 centimeters long and around 20 centimeters in diameter, and of different shapes.
Men, do you ever actually stop and think about WHAT you are writing and WHAT you are asking your own body to endure?
The rectum is not an unlimited space. Objects of that size and that kind of mechanical pressure can cause mucosal injuries, tissue tears, bleeding, damage to the anal sphincter, and, in cases of severe trauma, even intestinal perforation. Damage to the sphincter mechanism can potentially affect a person’s ability to control bowel movements.
So please don’t tell me, “Everyone has their own preferences.” Yes, people have different sexual preferences. But when we are talking about such an extreme physical load on the body, I think it is completely reasonable to ask: WHY does a person need this in the first place?
That is exactly why I was asking questions.
I am not a psychiatrist, and I am not diagnosing anyone based on their sexual preferences. But if a 25-year-old already needs this level of extreme stimulation, and if he cannot explain why he needs it or where this need comes from, then I think it is perfectly reasonable to speak with a professional and try to understand what is going on.
And here I am going to be blunt: people can write as much shit about me as they want. I genuinely do not care.
But if the choice is between constantly looking for women who are willing to act out increasingly extreme scenarios and first taking some time to understand what is happening inside your own head — I would choose the second option.
A psychotherapist. A psychiatrist. A conversation with a professional.
And only then — everything else.
Because sometimes what a person really needs is not the next prostitute who is willing to fulfill his fantasy, but a professional who can help him understand WHY he needs that particular fantasy and that particular level of extremity in the first place.
That is why I was asking questions.
Not out of curiosity. Not to humiliate anyone. But because, in this particular case, I became interested not in the sexual preference itself, but in the person behind that need.