June 2011 continued

Where do I start?  So much has happened and so many first and I have a memory like a sieve.  I wish I had a way of writing down every time I have said, ‘Omg, I must write that in my next blog’ and then found more pressing things to do and promptly forgotten what it was I was going to write that would have been so enjoyable to both write and read.

It never ceases to amaze me how I meet the most wonderful people in this job.  Some of them impress me with their skill, some of them just fit perfectly and actually don’t have to do a lot to get my body where it needs to be for full satisfaction by both of us and others are just so close to me mentally I enjoy their company, as much as I have any partner in my life, if not more!

I have had a fairly traumatic time.  One of the reasons why I looked to AW nearly two years ago now, was due to my ex deciding that the money the CSA had awarded my son was no longer fair, as he had 2 more children by his current wife and he chose to divide it between the three, giving us a third of what we were used to.  Unfortunately I was having problems getting enough work in my chosen career and having a mortgage I had already got 2 CCJs on my house and was faced with losing my sons home and stability. 

AW has enabled me to continue paying the bills.  I wasn’t doing much to start with, just enough to cover my losses and as problems arose (such as the fence blowing away) I was able to get things fixed.  As time went by and I established a client base I realised that I could change things around by dedicating more time to the Escorting and less to my original job.  I am just at the point where I am able to start saving in order to pay some of my big debts off and my ex reduces my monthly payment to £1 without a word.

There is of course a story behind this, but it is more to do with manipulation and control than lack of funds on his part.  Me, I’m angrier that he could stoop so low and make silly accusations and worse still make them in the middle of the exams, where my son should be concentrating on doing well and revising.  I know not all men are the same, but by God it makes It hard to even consider getting close to anyone.  Perhaps, at least for the moment I am doing the right thing with allowing myself to enjoy the company of the men that I meet during Escorting and being able to see first hand, that my ex is not like everyone else, that other men can care for their children without using them or being manipulative and some of them give far too much and don’t get anything back in return.  We all deserve to be given some respect, some caring and loving and no one deserves to be treated the way my ex treats me and yet I seem to be witnessing it all the time, as well as experiencing it first hand.

Perhaps he wants to see me to sell our home and fail, perhaps that would make him feel better about himself, but I’m not going to give him the satisfaction, so he better have his gloves on, as he has a fight on his hands!

Whinge out of the way, what else has been going on?  I’ve had a few firsts this month.  I have a client who is short, but perfectly formed.  I have a soft spot for men with tidy little bodies, broad shoulders and waists that narrow down to the hips, flat stomachs, it’s just gorgeous.  The other day I saw a client just like that for the second time.  It was only meant to be a half hour booking anyway, but we got busy very quickly.  I realised as we were kissing stood up, that his cock was rubbing against my pussy through the material of my dress and it occurred to me that he may be able to fuck me stood up (he was also rather well endowed).  This is something I have wanted to do for a very long time, so I grabbed a condom and his hand and pulled him over to the wall, which I lent on.  He put the condom on, as I opened my legs to let him in and he pushed gently entering my pussy.  I could feel my heart beating harder and my body aching.  I kicked off my shoes, so I could get more of his cock in and he started to fuck me harder and harder and very quickly we both came.  It was an experience I would love to do again.  It’s just finding someone with the right size cock and height.  All clients welcome to give it a go lol.

The second first for this month was my first ever phone sex chat with an American from Boston.  While posting on a site called Adultworkforum I came a cross a lady who is from America and has an English number, so she can do phone sex with English men.  I’m usually quite shy with phone sex, but I thought it might be very sexy to speak to men with that lovely American accent and if I worded my advert properly, I could get them to tell me their fantasies and just enjoy the moment.  On Monday evening, right after my last booking the phone rang and it was from flirtnite, the company I enrolled to chat with.  The call lasted 18 minutes and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it.  He had a gorgeous sexy American voice and he was so dirty, before I knew it I was pleading with him to use his cock on me and to put it in my mouth.  He loved it!

I have also let Sophie out to play a little, although she is not finding it easy with regards to boundaries.  The problem is, she does not like pain and most Dom’s want to inflict it.  She does not want humiliation, or at least not in the way of being called names.  She enjoys giving and wants to satisfy people sexually.  She enjoys trying to take everything she is given sexually, although of course she is still working out her limits.  She is happy to address her Dom as Sir or Master and does not find this humiliating, but is proud to be able to use the title.  Once trust is established and ideas talked through, she likes the idea of being used for his entertainment, ie for him to watch her being used by other men, perhaps even blindfolded.  He may arrange for a stranger to attend their booking or ask her to arrange it and make her satisfy him sexually or spit roast her, even dp is an idea or forced orgasms, as she loves being given oral and face sitting.

I think sophie has a lot more fun to have yet and hopefully she will meet some people who understands her and use her to best affect.

My inspector has been back.  This time he was very naughty though.  He had stolen the key from the agency and entered the apartment without me knowing.  I was in bed sleeping while he looked through my knickers drawer and started to rub his cock.  While I was sleeping I was stirred by my nipples hardening, which led me to rub my clit, it was then I felt a tingle over my pussy and realised I was being licked out.  I jumped with a start and angrily asked him what the hell he thought he was doing?

This time he was very apologetic and instead of him being in control, I was!  I grabbed my leather paddle from my wardrobe, demanded that he pull his trousers down and bend over the bed.  I spanked him as hard as I could and told him to repeat after me, ‘I will never come into your apartment again without permission’ and for each word, he got another stroke of pain on his arse.  I then told him to lie down on his back and straddled his face.  He seemed to like licking my pussy, so  I was going to make him do it until I was ready for him to stop and I wanted to drown him in my juices.  This is when another first happened.  While I was making him lick me out, I heard a muffled voice warning me that if I didn't stop he was going to cum.  Of course I didn't stop as I was enjoying it and if I am honest, I thought he was saying it as part of the role play.  can you believe my surprise as when I got off and went to touch his balls I found them to be wet with his spunk!  I hadn't even touched his cock!

I wouldn’t say I was dominant by nature, but by God did I enjoy being in control.  I loved forcing my lips onto his face until he made me cum, I loved that he was desperate to please me and I took full advantage.  Even more I loved the mental power that I had over him, that was so strong he came without me even touching his cock.  How amazing is that?

I expect most of you will have noticed that I have some new pictures.  I bought a dress as retail therapy, when I found out about my ex’s actions.  Thankfully the dress only cost me £7 from TK Max, so it wasn’t a huge spend, but I do love it, so I am more than happy with it and I hope you will agree that it really suits me and my personality too.

Gosh, what else?  I think Escorting has entered into a new level for me.  I’m proud to be able to say that I have enjoyed the company of some lovely people and on an occasional basis have seen many of them throughout the time I have been Escorting.  Some have travelled from London and Oxford to see me and others I have met while on tour have found me out when they are in my area, including one delicious gentleman I met while in Northern Ireland.  Admittedly I don’t know these people in their entirety, but… I do feel that we share something special and I do hold a special place for each and every one of them.  One in particular is going through quite a tough time emotionally at the moment and I am so proud that he has chosen to confide in me and actually seems to respect my opinions.  Sometimes being an unbiased bystander can really be a good thing and I’m happy to help where I can.

I almost forgot to mention my most unsual booking of the month.  I had a booking on Wednesday that was supposed to be held at a local hotel, but sadly was cancelled (which was very disappointing, as I had paid for the hotel).  Then ironically, I got a call asking me if I could join the client at the same hotel, so I said yes, as I was at a loose end anyway.  When I got there I noticed a bike in his room and lots of cycling clothing.  He was cycling to raise money and really wanted me to ease his pain and asked me to massage his gluteus maximus and balls lol. 

I quizzed him on how much he had raised and what he was raising the money for and it was really a worthy cause and I felt a bit guilty taking the money from him, so I handed him £10 back and told him to put it towards the charity, so that was my good deed for the day.  I then proceeded to relieve him of his poor aching parts and a few others while I was down there lol.  He was a lovely man and I hope he slept much better that night, as he had another 87 miles to rine the following day and by the sounds of it, had a very early start again in the morning.

Today hasn’t worked out very well work wise.  I am in Oxford today and tomorrow and had 3 pre-bookings.  Unfortunately the first one had to be cancelled, as being a complete airhead I accidentally only booked for tomorrow and not the 2 days I thought I had.  The hotel that could not accommodate me were kind enough to let me use their internet connection and sort out another place.  It was much harder than it should have been, as there is a local event on and out of 3 pages of hotels there was just a fraction of one page with rooms and some of them were way off the motorway, which was no good for me in the long run.  I eventually found a place that looked ideal, although double the cost.  On arriving I was led to a huge room with a 4 poster bed, sofa and Jacuzzi!!!

I can’t believe I have this beautiful room and the phone hasn’t rang once!  Mind you, that could be due to the God awful connection here.  I can’t get the internet at all and the phone has one bar if at all.  Thank God I still have 2 bookings tomorrow and such a shame, as the room has its own entrance, which means I could take bookings right through the night, maybe tomorrow, lol.  I would definitely stay here again, but next time I will make sure that I have organised all my bookings well in advance.

I know I have missed a million things out, but I have already written so much.  I’d like to say thank you to my dinner date last night for my Thorntons and thank you to my Belfast friend for my yummy Welsh bread, marmalade and sloe gin.  The gin is to die for! (And I don’t like regular gin!) and generally thank you to everyone who has booked me in the last month and made my work so very enjoyable.

Update* The jacuzzi has not gone to waste.  After a quick drink in the bar, myself and a very dear reg of mine got in together and after a little bit of time waiting for the excess water to go down and then finding a nice comfortable position (or two) we had some amazing fun in the bubbly water.  I think I came at least 4 times in there and we managed 3 different positions, which I tell you was no mean feet, as it wasn't the biggest jacuzzi in the world.  That with a nice cold glass of Rosy was absolutely amazing and really made the most of the lovely room I have been staying in.  Thank you (you know who you are) for indulging me.

Kate x