My first day as a whore

In my last post, I talked about how I got to the stage of working as a hooker. I thought I'd write briefly about the first day – most of this is copied from my diary that I kept at the time. I had rung up for an interview with a couple of places that were listed in the local papers. I was pretty nervous going in to my first interview - I knew I was taking a big step and if I started working even for one day, it would change me.

The first place I went to, they offered me a 40% share. After going through how experienced I was with being fucked and seeing if I understood what I had to do, the guy interviewing me touched me up and told me to strip and show if I had tats and looked ok naked. He clearly wanted a sample run. I let him touch me a bit but said I wouldn’t do any more until I had decided that I wanted to work there. I didn’t mind that he was a sleazy guy – in fact it rather excited me that I was already being treated as a whore – but my feeling was that the parlour was amateur and probably I wouldn’t get a good deal.

I had a 4pm appointment at the next place. I was interviewed by the madam, a Chinese woman of about 40 years old. She asked me a lot about my experience and made sure I understood what the job was about – she talked a lot about blow jobs and letting a stranger fuck me. She was pretty dubious because I had only ever had 3 sex partners – but as I realise now she was always keen to get girls and if I failed, the worst that would happen is that she would have to comfort an unhappy client.

The whole thing was very professional – she offered 50% for me, 50% for the house, payable at the end of each week. The house supplied towels, condoms and lube. They set the roster one week in advance and I could choose within reason.

I was wearing a black leather two piece that made me look quite sluttish and the madam suggested that it would be a good working dress. We also discussed a working name – Grace was my choice but the madam said that they had had a Grace until recently and she didn’t like to reuse names too quickly. We agreed on the name Lily.
I then agreed to work there but then the madam told me that I should start working immediately – she said that she couldn’t put me on the roster until she had some evidence that I was serious – she had too many cases where a girl interviewed and got cold feet and didn’t come back. That left them short-staffed for the day.

I was put on the spot – up to now it had still been a bit of a fantasy – now it was reality. I felt butterflies in my stomach. But I felt that I had gone too far to turn back and so I agreed. She then showed me around – the place was an inner city terrace with about 6 rooms. Some rooms had bathrooms and there were shared bathrooms. The place was not well maintained and quite gloomy – this was not an upmarket brothel.

She explained that there were various services: 20 mins for $80, half hour for $120 and an hour was a $180. The basic service was a suck followed by a fuck with a massage or a second fuck and suck for longer periods. The house policy was to use condoms - if a girl chose not to use them, that was her business but a girl always had the right to insist on a condom.

Extra services were available. Some girls did anal – I said I preferred not to do it at this stage and the madam said that was fine. They offered doubles – and some girls did lesbian. I was quite curious about this but a bit uncertain. Some guys wanted just blow jobs and some wanted just fucking – but this was in the standard price. The girls should let guys touch them all over as long as they were not hurting. Dressing up or role-play were possible but since the place had no costumes, this meant the guy had to arrange everything – I was never asked for dressing up or role play there.

By the time, the interview was ended and I had been shown around, the night shift had already started (it started at 5pm) and I was introduced to my co-workers. There was a group of Thais who talked together, a couple of Filipinas and another Chinese girl.

As I sat there, I remember thinking that we were all sitting around just waiting to be fucked. It had an air of unreality.

Then the call came for us to present ourselves to a customer in the reception area. I was extremely nervous as the madam called me to go in and introduce myself. She stood next to me and said that this was Lily – she’s very new. I went over shook his hand and then went back to our waiting area. I was preparing to go and fuck the man when the madam called another girl – rather stupidly, I had not really expected to be rejected.

The next two clients chose other girls and I was beginning to think that my career as a hooker would be over before it started. The madam also carefully excluded one client on the grounds that he was not a good one for a new girl.

Then, a client arrived and I was shown to him. He didn’t look too bad. He had been told I was a new girl and he asked if I knew what to do. The madam said of course but if he was dissatisfied, he should tell. The way he was looking at me, I could tell he was thinking whether he wanted to fuck me. The madam was keen to get a first client for me and so she encouraged him by talking about how hot and sexy I was and that’s why she had hired me.

Finally, he said he’d try me and so I took his hand and led him up the stairs to the room. I was very nervous by this stage. I asked him what he wanted and he said an hour session, he wanted a suck and fuck first, then a massage then another fuck and suck. I said it was $180 and he gave me the money which I took down to reception.. I then went back up and he was already stripped. and was in the shower - the room was one of those with showers - and so I quickly stripped down.

I could see him watching me as I took off my clothes and it was quite exciting but also a little scary to be with a man who regarded me just as a fuck. I got into the shower and helped scrub him around his cock. When I knelt in front of him, I kissed his cock as I did with my boyfriend when I was serving him He was already hard and I saw his cock jump at the kiss – I looked up at him and tried to smile. He asked if I would suck him without a condom – he would tip me, he said and I said o.k. if he didn’t cum in my mouth.

So, we then finished the shower and moved to the bed. I started sucking him. Moving my head up and down on his cock as fast as possible – he told me to slow down – so I did and despite my request, he came while I was sucking him. I tried to spit it out but swallowed quite a bit.

I felt a bit dumb about trusting him but I decided not to show too much and after cleaning up, I gave him a completely incompetent massage and we has another suck and fuck – this time, I carefully put a condom on him – I was not very skilful at that since John and I never used them. I found I didn’t enjoy sucking with a condom on – the latex taste was not good.

Whole he was fucking me, I came – I was turned on by seeing myself in the mirror riding this stranger with his cock pushing his cock in and out of me.

When we had finished, he gave me a $20 tip and told me I was a natural. He said his name was Bill and he’d see me again.

I returned to the waiting area feeling quite special – which was really very dumb since all the other girls were doing exactly the same things. I sat down and wanted to talk about it. The Chinese girl, Sue, looked at me and said “Your first trick?” I nodded and we talked a bit about it – she laughed at me when I old how he had cum in my mouth. She was cynical but nice to me. She said that she had been working 8 years – which shocked me when I found out she was only 24. She said that we should become friends – I nodded.

She was called out for one of her regulars – and one of the Filipinas said to me when she had gone –“ be careful of Sue – she likes to fuck girls”. That made me more curious about her.
I had 5 more customers over the night – 3 half hour sessions and 2 hour sessions. A couple had come in too see the new girl since the Madam had rung them to tell about me. Most were pretty typical suck and fucks. Two of them wanted to lick my pussy – I let them of course.

Only one was different – he asked me to lie in front of me and spread my legs. He then examined me closely. Then he asked me how I liked being a whore, knowing my cunt was available to any man for a few dollars. He played with my pussy a bit and told me to beg him to fuck me. So, I begged him, “please fuck me”. Actually I was quite turned on by it. He then called me a horny little slut and told me to suck him. After that it turned in to a pretty standard fuck and suck session. But at the end he surprised me by asking me to marry him and he’d become my pimp - I didn’t know what to say, so I said I’d think about it.

At the end of the day, the madam asked me if I would come again and I immediately said yes. She then arranged my roster. I chose evenings and weekends, since John, my lover, would visit me often at lunch times and I didn’t want to miss these sessions – after all he was the reason I came to Sydney in the first place. I agreed to start the next day.

I went home very pumped up – I was a whore – I was a shocking slut - I thought of what my family would think. I saw my future as man after man used me, fucking my pussy or face – and, strangely, I did not feel shame, it excited me. I felt I really was a natural as my first customer had said.

To close off, I quote the end of my diary entry for the day written in the early morning after coming home. It shows the state of excitement that I was in.

“I am lying here, writing my diary in the nude – I can see myself in the mirror, I spread my legs so I can see where the cocks went a few hours ago when I was selling my pussy – I still look the same but I feel I have changed. Even while I am writing, I feel so horny. John will come in about 9 hours time and I hope he will fuck me like the cheap and dirty whore I am – it makes me wet to think about it. He says he is turned on by whores – god, I hope he is turned on by me – I need him to use me – and tonight, I will fuck more strangers – I am a slut – I should be ashamed but all I can think of is the cocks that will fuck my whore mouth or pussy – funny, I am even more excited by thinking about it than when I was doing it. Got to stop writing – I want to play with my pussy now, I am so hot.”

(John did come that lunchtime and he did fuck me hard and treat me like a whore but as I have found so often with him, he did it in such a way that still showed respect for me – he knew I wanted it and that I was too excited to act calmly.)


Monday 6 August 2007 - 09:26AM (EST)