Prostitution kink and BDSM

[seela]

Locking your glasses away?


I guess it's too abstract at this point; but the orchestrated descent into prostitution and dependence (like...the way he is going to make you lose your job) might be fairly humiliating.

Locking my glasses away is a great example. I’ve posted about it at some point how taking away my glasses is the worst thing a PYL can do to me. I see a little bit but not well enough, it gets my frustration and imagination go overboard. It’s a lot easier and less scary for me to be blindfolded than without my glasses. Being without them leaves me vulnerable. Not to mention I think look more tolerable with glasses.

Taking my glasses off is a big deal. Having them controlled by another person… Yikes.

And yes, the end result and the descent would be humiliating even if I don’t find sex work per se humiliating.

 

[IrisAlthea]

It's somehow the opposite for me. I don't love her, (ab)use her submissiveness or love, for my profit and then...well, maybe not fall in love, but become so intrigued or entangled by her submissiveness that the result is hardly distinguishable from romantic love.
Hm.
Maybe it's not the opposite; but my version has more despair. Not the "I get to be so dirty, he is so awesome", but more the nymphomanic-like addiction of:"Why can I not stop doing this?"

My brain kind of got stuck on this and it has been rolling around somewhere in the back of my mind.
Most of what you write about here features in my fantasyland too -especially the despair about nymphomanic/animal/addiction like sexuality and the other person’s ”from the outside/objective” look at it but still with that fascination/entanglement.
It’s really just that ”for my profit”-bit that doesn’t do it for me.
I can’t quite wrap my head around why that is. Now that I have been thinking about it though, I realize that the scenarios I talked about in my first post (quote below) are about women not doing it for money. It needs to be Belle de Jour and not Raskolnikov’s Sonya for me and perhaps the money confuses it?

Later fantasies have been more about objectification, I think but not at all about a realistic version of actual prostitution. Not as romanticised as Pretty woman either though.
More about doing it as a role play kind of thing, now that I think of it actually.
Perhaps that was the attraction in that first fantasy too, come think of it.

 

[Primalex]

It’s really just that ”for my profit”-bit that doesn’t do it for me.
I can’t quite wrap my head around why that is. Now that I have been thinking about it though, I realize that the scenarios I talked about in my first post (quote below) are about women not doing it for money. It needs to be Belle de Jour and not Raskolnikov’s Sonya for me and perhaps the money confuses it?

Hm. I guess it's a different trope - closer to "Madonna to Whore" (or Virgin to Whore).

 

[IrisAlthea]

Hm. I guess it's a different trope - closer to "Madonna to Whore" (or Virgin to Whore).

Yes, a different trope, I think.
Not sure if I understand you correctly about the rest.

 

[MrRandyWatson]

My fantasy involves being so submissive to a Domme that She can whore me out if She wants - especially to men.

Bear in mind that, while what She could do may be commanded, it would always be within my rights to terminate it at any time. But I want to be so into it I never dream of doing that.

 

[Subsy]

A fantasy….an exotic imagining not likely to happen in real life. The real thing….a genuine possibility that comes true….sigh…… Having lived on the street…..getting by any way I could….I think I’m still alive only by luck.
Having left home to escape an unhealthy situation, I learned to signal a willingness to keep older men company. Cross dressing was my lure….in time hrt too. All I had to do was not much except to look or act cute. Eventually I met a couple….bi and married that liked to play. Their business caused the need for them to travel. We had become friends, real friends.
My opportunity to find a steady place to sleep arose when they invited me to house sit and take care of their little dogs. I was more than grateful. I had a bedroom to myself, a bathroom too. Life was getting better.
Part of the deal was to return to school, get a G.E.D. and then decide on college or other. I wasn’t allowed to bring anyone home or even to share where I lived. When I wasn’t sucking cock or other slut activity I studied.
Wren is a girl I met at continuation school. She was pretty, sexy and very smart. She asked my story….I told her part of it….glossing over the sex acts I did to get money for the hormones. She asked me straight out if I sucked cock. I blushed and she knew.
Wren had a few secrets of her own. When she needed money a public defender she went to for advice said he might be able to help her out on a traffic fine. Taking her by hand he guided her to. reach down to his crotch.
One handjob later the fine could be paid and Wren had a side gig. With her new means to an end she networked to find other attorneys. With her good looks and outgoing personality, she had what she knew was a very useful means to her many goals.
I mentioned that Wren was smart. It didn’t take her long to realize kink was profitable. She informed me she had a client that was interested in activities that could include me. “Was I interested?” she asked. When She told me how much I could made in one “date” I was very interested.

 

[eroticspank]

Oh, also. Back in the day, I had a one night stand, and when he left my place, he gave me money. It was so weird and funny. He was already sort of half way out of the door when he gave me the dough. I legit didn’t know now to react, probably stood there a while with my mouth open staring at the door after he left.

It didn’t make me feel bad in any way though, just puzzled. I bought a pair of cheap sandals and some yummy cheese with the money. I was a student, I couldn’t buy yummy cheese whenever I wanted. Good times.

I completely understand what he did on your one-night stand. As a man, there is something about giving a woman money I just met. Part of it is about keeping my distance. It is a way of me saying, "I really enjoyed myself, you were great, but that is it. I want to keep my distance emotionally." IF I pay you like a prostitute, that means I really enjoyed it and I want you to know it. It is not anything bad. Part of it is a turn-on, that I maybe become your first customer. The prostitute/girlfriend experience is one of my fantasies.
ES

 

[Subsy]

Doing almost anything to survive was just a means to survival…..those activities were just acting out, not for my pleasure. But I did obsess about submitting to the whims of an older woman and man. They both liked me e femme, dressed slutty and in need of attention.
Their name for me became girl, pussy, cunt. Oh gawd how those words were like magic. She ordered me to watch her play with him….I could only watch from a distance…until….while holding his very admirable cock…she smiled and said “come here girl”…….I was told to sniff..then to kiss….up and down his shaft…then his balls….until I pleaded to suck.
There was only a hint of bondage that night….but I was made to confess and beg for my true desires using filthy language. Having that cock in my mouth was heaven.

 

[seela]

I completely understand what he did on your one-night stand. As a man, there is something about giving a woman money I just met. Part of it is about keeping my distance. It is a way of me saying, "I really enjoyed myself, you were great, but that is it. I want to keep my distance emotionally." IF I pay you like a prostitute, that means I really enjoyed it and I want you to know it. It is not anything bad. Part of it is a turn-on, that I maybe become your first customer. The prostitute/girlfriend experience is one of my fantasies.
ES

Hmm, I never thought of it from his point of view very much, like maybe he got off on paying me.

It did occur to me that maybe he was cheating or something and used the money to make it seem more clinical and make him feel less guilty about it. But of course it’s entirely possible he got off on paying, too.

Thanks for the new point of view.

 

[Kumquatqueen]

I have a story where a guy meets up with a woman every few months for sex - one time he can't afford to come across the Atlantic to a conference so she pays, and it's a running joke that he's being her whore for the week. It turns out they rather like the dynamic created by this, but then in the sequel I'm working on, she has to disappear so delegates to her friend who she knows the guy likes.

He goes along with it - she asks him what he thinks about being a prostitute and he points out that they aren't treating him like crap, more like a professional providing a highly regarded service. "Like a tax advisor, say." He admits he's rather enjoying it. But she plays with the possibility of telling him what to do and finds a submissive side of his...

https://www.literotica.com/s/i-say-ass-you-say-arse-brighton

 

[eroticspank]

Hmm, I never thought of it from his point of view very much, like maybe he got off on paying me.

It did occur to me that maybe he was cheating or something and used the money to make it seem more clinical and make him feel less guilty about it. But of course it’s entirely possible he got off on paying, too.

Thanks for the new point of view.

Of course, thank you!
Yes, it is a turn-on for me but part of it is about emotional distancing and the money makes that easier. I didn't think about paying makes a cheater feel less guilty, I guess that is another aspect.

In a different scenario where money is discussed in advance, some women are highly motivated to make sure the guy has a great time and his expectations are satisfied above and beyond. This can be another turn-on for me. I am not talking about walking up to any woman and asking if I can pay her for sex. It is not about calling up a call-girl either. For me, it is one of those things that ends up being unexpected, the subject is talked about at a bar, and one day you decide to do it. We role-play prostitute and client
ES

 

[seela]

Of course, thank you!
Yes, it is a turn-on for me but part of it is about emotional distancing and the money makes that easier. I didn't think about paying makes a cheater feel less guilty, I guess that is another aspect.

In a different scenario where money is discussed in advance, some women are highly motivated to make sure the guy has a great time and his expectations are satisfied above and beyond. This can be another turn-on for me. I am not talking about walking up to any woman and asking if I can pay her for sex. It is not about calling up a call-girl either. For me, it is one of those things that ends up being unexpected, the subject is talked about at a bar, and one day you decide to do it. We role-play prostitute and client
ES

Getting paid for a service, and having it been negotiated beforehand what’s coming and how much… Oh the pressure.

For me the most difficult people to have sex with are people that I kinda know and have negotiated things with, but don’t really know that well yet. It fills me with absolute dread, because I feel like I can never live up to what’s been talked about, so I just clam up and go in veg mode unless the other person is very clearly in charge and tells me what to do. After a few times it gets okay and I can relax. And then again, with people I haven’t negotiated and talked with at length, I can relax just fine because there are no expectations.

I’d be a pretty bad whore for most people, I think.

 

[eroticspank]

Getting paid for a service, and having it been negotiated beforehand what’s coming and how much… Oh the pressure.

For me the most difficult people to have sex with are people that I kinda know and have negotiated things with, but don’t really know that well yet. It fills me with absolute dread, because I feel like I can never live up to what’s been talked about, so I just clam up and go in veg mode unless the other person is very clearly in charge and tells me what to do. After a few times it gets okay and I can relax. And then again, with people I haven’t negotiated and talked with at length, I can relax just fine because there are no expectations.

I’d be a pretty bad whore for most people, I think.

Wow, thanks for sharing. It sounds like that would not be something for you. For me, I see it as something fun that you both talk about ahead of time and end up doing in a role-play scenario. It has to be something we are both interested in trying and no pressure attached.

Another scenario that involves money and sex (which we already know I like) is the sex bet. Example: I bet you XX amount of dollars you can't make me cum twice in 1 hour. Or I bet you XX dollars that I can make you cum in an hour just using a rose. Perhaps you bet me that I can't make you cum orally. The possibilities are endless and IF you make it fun, no matter what, everyone wins.

I do understand it is not for everyone. I have some people say they don't see sex as a game and can't do any kind of bets or challenges. I get it. I have had some great partners that did enjoy this and introduced me to it. Now it is something I really enjoy.
ES

 

[wallstreetguy]

I remember reading in My Secret Garden decades ago that this kink was dead (though very popular for years before). I think it is because prostitution was a much more open and much more widely practiced profession in early and mid-20th century.

 

[petes478]

I remember reading in My Secret Garden decades ago that this kink was dead (though very popular for years before). I think it is because prostitution was a much more open and much more widely practiced profession in early and mid-20th century.

I remember seeing that book on my mothers book shelf. Makes me wonder …

 

[eroticspank]

This is a far as i've gone with the fantasy.

My husband dressed me in a open crotch fishnet suit with a half coat over as a cover. He dropped me on a dark street corner (not the real street where hookers stand, that would be too dangerous). Then he drove around the block to pick up our swing partner for the night then drove around to meet me. He parked on near the curb, whistled at me and asked me to cover over. Asked me to open the coat , spin around and bend over to inspect the "product". Then he asked me how much? I was so dripping wet with excitement at this point.

Did you do it right there or drive home and finish off?
ES