On a recent Disability After Dark podcast, Andrew Gurza talks about his experiences with sex workers. He presents a very adult, rational & frank look at his interaction with that market. I’m not a lawyer so I know little about the legalities involved. I do know that many ‘dating’ sites refuse to allow sex workers to use them as a venue for advertising. There was a time when some had an ‘escorts’ section but those were removed to avoid prosecution. Again I don’t know law.
So I hope Andrew doesn’t get into ‘trouble’ at iTunes for this explicit episode. SESTA & FOSTA has created a major chill regarding such ‘sensitive’ adult material, regardless of the context.
I’ve never engaged a sex worker. I’ve known several, some in 12 step recovery, of various genders & specialities. I didn’t realize there was a ‘pecking order’ until I heard a table dancer going on about call boys being further down on the trade scale. Doing phone sex is considered more respectable than … well, you get the picture.
I can’t say that I’ve never paid for sex or been paid for sex though. I’ve had guys give me taxi fare so we could meet up & as a result I’ve done the same for some guys. It gets to that old argument – he pays for dinner and you have sex after. Is that dating or prostitution?
The one thing I know though is the sex work is as discriminated against as disability. Cultural shaming around sexuality gets even more heated around the sex trade – which like same sex sex has been around as far back as recorded history – there are hieroglyphics.
I have fantasized about affording sex workers though. As Andrew says part of it about control – the payer can pick his player rather than waiting for the right guy to cruise on by. I have yet to fulfill a few fantasies – all involving hot dwarves 🙂
Slap Unhappy
my masochist lover wants to leave
I’m not causing him enough pain
he’s tried of merely being ashamed
of being seen with me in public
he needs more domestic humiliation
I reminded him
it wasn’t my fault
he needed an audience
in order to feel the depths of abasement
that got him off
besides I have rotor cuff tears from
spanking him every time
the dishes weren’t cleared away fast enough
testicular torture
aggravates my Carpel tunnel syndrome
tennis elbow from fisting
doesn’t get me off at all
the constant stream of abuse
I had to supply him with was so draining
I had no spite left
for people who really deserved it
like that asshole barista
who couldn’t make a decent soya milk latte
a sense of futility
flooded me with each sip
of that fucking no foam latte
I had no choice but to go home
and take it out on my masochistic lover
but that wasn’t enough for him
and now
my masochistic lover wants
to leave
because I don’t make him suffer enough
he feels I don’t care when I hurt him
that I’m not really into the brick-weighted
nipple clamps
into the cigar scarification
that I do those things with
too much detachment
I ask him why my not caring
doesn’t add to his sense of being abused
isn’t it worse when the abuser
does it out of boredom
and not out of passion
once he packed up his latex
I slapped him goodbye
then shut the door
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