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Worst Punter When You Haven't Pushed Them Out The Door

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I was just reading the "Worst Punt when you haven't walked" Thread...and I thought I'd do one for the Ladies (but the Guys can join in if they like, we'll let ya ;) ).

I was just wondering if any of the Ladies have any horror stories of Punters/Clients/Guys that have been so awful but you have put up with them anyway...??

I think mine has to be a Guy that was sooooo sweaty that he was literally dripping onto me as we shagged....and then he lay down and when he left the bed was saturated with sweat, down to the Mattress!! But he WAS a really lovely Guy...

Another one is a Guy that is THE most awful kisser ever...he literally sucks either my bottom or my top lip right into his mouth and kind of chews on it....But again, he's a lovely Guy and after he's cum he enjoys sitting around chatting with me...

Of course there have been the smelly cocks, bad kissers, the ones that think shoving two fingers inside me when I'm dry is going to work and obviously the ones that do the whole "I've only got *** quid, will you do it for cheaper"...

It's a good Job I love doing this... :lol:

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I was just reading the "Worst Punt when you haven't walked" Thread...and I thought I'd do one for the Ladies (but the Guys can join in if they like, we'll let ya ;) ).

I was just wondering if any of the Ladies have any horror stories of Punters/Clients/Guys that have been so awful but you have put up with them anyway...??

I think mine has to be a Guy that was sooooo sweaty that he was literally dripping onto me as we shagged....and then he lay down and when he left the bed was saturated with sweat, down to the Mattress!! But he WAS a really lovely Guy...

Another one is a Guy that is THE most awful kisser ever...he literally sucks either my bottom or my top lip right into his mouth and kind of chews on it....But again, he's a lovely Guy and after he's cum he enjoys sitting around chatting with me...

Of course there have been the smelly cocks, bad kissers, the ones that think shoving two fingers inside me when I'm dry is going to work and obviously the ones that do the whole "I've only got *** quid, will you do it for cheaper"...

It's a good Job I love doing this... :lol:

Haven't been in the job that long but did have an older gentleman who took me around his home showing me pictures of his mother ( :o ) and then had to get a tape measure out every five mins or so and measure the length and circumference of his cock. Worst of all was when he noted in his 'special' book the largest measurement at the end of the booking. He wasn't rude or unpleasant just weird really.

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Haven't been in the job that long but did have an older gentleman who took me around his home showing me pictures of his mother ( :o ) and then had to get a tape measure out every five mins or so and measure the length and circumference of his cock. Worst of all was when he noted in his 'special' book the largest measurement at the end of the booking. He wasn't rude or unpleasant just weird really.

His name wasn't Norman Bates by any chance? ;)

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I was just reading the "Worst Punt when you haven't walked" Thread...and I thought I'd do one for the Ladies (but the Guys can join in if they like, we'll let ya ;) ).

I was just wondering if any of the Ladies have any horror stories of Punters/Clients/Guys that have been so awful but you have put up with them anyway...??

I think mine has to be a Guy that was sooooo sweaty that he was literally dripping onto me as we shagged....and then he lay down and when he left the bed was saturated with sweat, down to the Mattress!! But he WAS a really lovely Guy...

Another one is a Guy that is THE most awful kisser ever...he literally sucks either my bottom or my top lip right into his mouth and kind of chews on it....But again, he's a lovely Guy and after he's cum he enjoys sitting around chatting with me...

Of course there have been the smelly cocks, bad kissers, the ones that think shoving two fingers inside me when I'm dry is going to work and obviously the ones that do the whole "I've only got *** quid, will you do it for cheaper"...

It's a good Job I love doing this... :lol:

If I was to start with a list I'd be here all day so I'll go with the best of them, the man who was having some missionary fun with me when the top row of his false teeth fell out and landed on my forehead. Classic.

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His name wasn't Norman Bates by any chance? ;)

:lol: I missed the bit in Pyscho were he obsessively measured his manhood!!!

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I think mine has to be a Guy that was sooooo sweaty that he was literally dripping onto me as we shagged....and then he lay down and when he left the bed was saturated with sweat, down to the Mattress!! But he WAS a really lovely Guy...

gulp! - I hope that wasn't me!!! ;-)

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If I was to start with a list I'd be here all day so I'll go with the best of them, the man who was having some missionary fun with me when the top row of his false teeth fell out and landed on my forehead. Classic.

OMG, that is comedy. I've heard/experienced slipping out during sex but never due to lack of fixodent!

Also the creeepy guy sounded like a right weirdo!

Ah the stories you ladies must be able to tell.

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I think mine has to be a Guy that was sooooo sweaty that he was literally dripping onto me as we shagged....and then he lay down and when he left the bed was saturated with sweat, down to the Mattress!!

Whoops, guilty of that. In the last two day is not just the great shags that have left me gasping. One girl was not a fan of sweaty me, judging by the amount of kitchen roll she used to mop my chest during oral.

I gotta started checking the profiles for GFE, OWO, Kissing, 240v Ceiling fan.

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The worst guy I saw, was one that an agency sent me to when I first started out. He was very overweight, completely incoherent due to the amount of coke and alcohol he'd taken, and wanted me to act as a 12 year old school girl, while he played my uncle. Not to mention the incredible halitosis. I still wonder how I didn't walk out of that one (naive I guess). :rolleyes::unsure:

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gulp! - I hope that wasn't me!!! ;-)

Awwwww I'm sure it wasn't hun...But I won't mention any names just in case :lol: (hehehehe..Just teasing you!)

Gosh, there are some horror stories here....especially the last one about the Guy wanting to role-play the WG's uncle!! :angry:

I remember a particularly creepy Guy that was up front enough to tell me he wanted to be Dominant, that was fine, he asked my limits and I told him what they were (don't mark me, you can't tie me up, etc) and then when he comes he makes an issue out of my weight (he got off on me calling myself a fat dirty slag) and proceeds to shove his cock in and out of my mouth while spitting on me...I can honestly say it was one of the worst hour's of my Working Life....The problem was that he hadn't gone over the line ... he was just (in his head) being hugely dominant with me...I should have been clearer...Needless to say if Guys ask me now what they can expect if they want to be Dominant I am a lot clearer!!

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On an outcall a few years ago a man asked me if he could do a bit of spitting on me... on my clothes.

I said I wasn't very happy about this so he showed me to his wardrobe where there

were a row of ladies satin blouses in a variety of colours and sizes.

He asked if I would like to choose one to wear so he could spit on me thus saving my own nice

top from being sullied :rolleyes:

Some men are just disgusting aren't they!?

The depths they will go to just to satisfy their filthy desires.

Absolutely horrible and I thought he was just a low life.

I chose a nice lilac one

;)

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Wow those are two really bad stories. Obviously there is alot more danger for WG's, and i guess with most cases, punters and WGs, inexperience and not going with your gut feeling has lead to a bad time. I now women are renowned for the "sixth sense" but as a WG you really need it!

Got a lot of respect for the all successful WG's, there are good at their jobs/careers and look forward to spending many many hours in their time.

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gulp! - I hope that wasn't me!!! ;-)

Nah I reckon it was Lee Evans.

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In an old fashioned part of town, in an old period house,lined with floor to ceiling bookshelves, tapestry curtains etc, I personally doinked Santa Clause up the bum with a dildo. He was a clean, perfectly circular from every angle, fluffy pure white of beard,head and pubes guy but the fact that he looked like every fake santa WISHED they did kind of made it more than a little bit icky. That was 8 years ago and he STILL pops into my head every damn christmas (arse up).

There was the guy on the outcall, gave me a photo tour of a very smelly house and the picture's of his dead wife who he claimed sucked him like dyson and swallowed the lot. I can only assume she was his method of cleaning cock because once on the bed and faced with it I almost gagged. No it wasnt cheesy, that had already turned rock hard around his cock which I tactfully as possible pointed out. I thought "i am not sucking that even if he washes it" but I need not have worried as he didnt bother, he just grabbed said cock with his hand ripped of the crusty stuff Sand wiped it onto his palm then the bedsheet beside my leg....it was a short booking after that. So you see guys, you dont have to pay for a cock warmer...you can cultavate one of your own.

There was the guy who emptied his colostomy bag all over the toilet LID at number 67 last christmas which was unpleasant but thankfully he wasnt my client. I did have the pleasure of holding his trousers up all the way up 3 flights of stairs though as they kept falling down and I gave up trying to buckle them up after attempt number 4, just steered him via his trousers to the room.

Then there was the guy who stank of wee as I opened the door, thankfully with another girl so we could lean on each other in shock. He wanted dfk, owo and a good rogering up the bum. He got the latter although after one plunge in and out it became clear that A) he hadnt evacuated earlier and B) he had the raving trots...again...eeew.

Mmmmm....banged someone up the botty with a baseball bat once whih was funny at the time if a little messy...scaryx

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In an old fashioned part of town, in an old period house,lined with floor to ceiling bookshelves, tapestry curtains etc, I personally doinked Santa Clause up the bum with a dildo. He was a clean, perfectly circular from every angle, fluffy pure white of beard,head and pubes guy but the fact that he looked like every fake santa WISHED they did kind of made it more than a little bit icky. That was 8 years ago and he STILL pops into my head every damn christmas (arse up).

There was the guy on the outcall, gave me a photo tour of a very smelly house and the picture's of his dead wife who he claimed sucked him like dyson and swallowed the lot. I can only assume she was his method of cleaning cock because once on the bed and faced with it I almost gagged. No it wasnt cheesy, that had already turned rock hard around his cock which I tactfully as possible pointed out. I thought "i am not sucking that even if he washes it" but I need not have worried as he didnt bother, he just grabbed said cock with his hand ripped of the crusty stuff Sand wiped it onto his palm then the bedsheet beside my leg....it was a short booking after that. So you see guys, you dont have to pay for a cock warmer...you can cultavate one of your own.

There was the guy who emptied his colostomy bag all over the toilet LID at number 67 last christmas which was unpleasant but thankfully he wasnt my client. I did have the pleasure of holding his trousers up all the way up 3 flights of stairs though as they kept falling down and I gave up trying to buckle them up after attempt number 4, just steered him via his trousers to the room.

Then there was the guy who stank of wee as I opened the door, thankfully with another girl so we could lean on each other in shock. He wanted dfk, owo and a good rogering up the bum. He got the latter although after one plunge in and out it became clear that A) he hadnt evacuated earlier and B) he had the raving trots...again...eeew.

Mmmmm....banged someone up the botty with a baseball bat once whih was funny at the time if a little messy...scaryx

OMIGOD........

Makes my story seem tame :)

I saw a guy at my flat about three years ago. When I opened the door a massive bunch of roses was thrust into my face, followed by a little man who literally fell in because he was very physically disabled. He told me he had Arthritis, but it was more than clear he did not. He had a walking stick and he shuffled past me into the living room giving me a blast of his reeking body odour as he did. The smell was stifling. He said he could not shower because he could not get in there so I had to wipe his sticky smelly crusty genitals with baby wipes. His underpants were filthy and brown with skid marks.

I have never gagged at a smell before. I could not kiss him, but I did give him a full service. I should have kicked him out at the beginning but the Roses were his way of getting in. His clothes were minging and he was even more minging. The appointment was for one hour but because I could not bear to go near him at first, and then he took an age to get both undressed and dressed again - it lasted for three hours of which he paid for the one. After he had gone, I smelled like a polecat, my sofa smelled, my bedsheets did and the flat felt dirty. I cleaned the place up, showered and went home. I did not return to the place for two weeks after this.

Later upon reflection, I thought he must have done this to other girls in Leeds, and I fear he does it deliberately to get off on the girl's discomfort. He only saw me the once and I'll bet he only sees every girl once - that is if they are stupid enough to allow him in in the firsdt place. The huge bunch of flowers is a clever tool for getting through the door, and abusing the girl with his noxious body smell.

He made me question my motives for working. He made me feel cheap and disgusted with myself, but that was probably the general idea. Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

Edited by Sarah Summers

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This is not my story and it isn't the worst punt but it is unusual.

A friend of mine has a client , whom she has been visiting for sometime, that likes a specific scenario. Once a week he books her for two hours and when she arrives his front door is left open and just inside on the hall tale is an envelope containing the money, a pair of handcuffs and the key. She is required to take the handcuffs and proceed directly to the bathroom where she finds her client in the bath. She has to handcuff him to the taps, piss on him, throw the key out the window and leave without saying a word.

I can not, for the life of me, work out why he pays her for two hours, but he does. Every time. Takes all sorts! :D

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This is not my story and it isn't the worst punt but it is unusual.

A friend of mine has a client , whom she has been visiting for sometime, that likes a specific scenario. Once a week he books her for two hours and when she arrives his front door is left open and just inside on the hall tale is an envelope containing the money, a pair of handcuffs and the key. She is required to take the handcuffs and proceed directly to the bathroom where she finds her client in the bath. She has to handcuff him to the taps, piss on him, throw the key out the window and leave without saying a word.

I can not, for the life of me, work out why he pays her for two hours, but he does. Every time. Takes all sorts! :D

There is a guy in a localish village who starts off his punting evenings by picking up a local girl or two at the pub. Once at his house they strap him to a chair with duct tape, tape up his mouth and write slag slut and a whole other load of abuse all over him. He has an escort booked to arrive for half an hour after they leave. The front door is always open, the lights are always off and there he is, in the middle of the lounge, trussed up like a turkey. You have to humiliate him, untie him, lay on the wooden floor with him and comfort him then tape him all back up again as he has another escort booked to come just after you leave. I bumped into her on the way down the road as I left a bit late and she arrived a bit early. I often wonder what would happen if one of them no showed....and just how many times he plays this scenario out each time..how many escorts stroll up each time lol.

As to the spitter. I had my head thrown back mid shag once and the guy hanging over me spat into my mouth, I spat it straight back in his face and said "you can fecking keep that ...wtf!! His response was "oh, is that not okay????

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Oh what happy memories this thread is drenching up lol.x

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Oh what happy memories this thread is drenching up lol.x

Unbelievably bizarre stories! I think I would want to forget that lot!!

No wonder they say that WGs aren't shocked by anything.

I feel very conventional & boring now!

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This is not my story and it isn't the worst punt but it is unusual.

A friend of mine has a client , whom she has been visiting for sometime, that likes a specific scenario. Once a week he books her for two hours and when she arrives his front door is left open and just inside on the hall tale is an envelope containing the money, a pair of handcuffs and the key. She is required to take the handcuffs and proceed directly to the bathroom where she finds her client in the bath. She has to handcuff him to the taps, piss on him, throw the key out the window and leave without saying a word.

I can not, for the life of me, work out why he pays her for two hours, but he does. Every time. Takes all sorts! :D

Who releases him?

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Who releases him?

I am so glad you asked that because I was wondering the same! :lol:

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Some of these tales have made me laugh, others have made me almost want to puke. You ladies deserve a medal for what you have to put up with at times.

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The worst ones were probably the two most painful incidents.

One bit my lip so hard when kissing that it swelled up and turned blue and the other went for a very painful bite on my nipple.

Edited by Danish Pia

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Some of these tales have made me laugh, others have made me almost want to puke. You ladies deserve a medal for what you have to put up with at times.

Oh it all makes for the rich tapestry that is being a wg! :rolleyes:

If truth were told I think most of us are rather happy that we have experienced these things

( ok with one or two exceptions )because if all appointments were humdrum run of t'mill..... we wouldn't be able to look back

and have a smile at some of the bizarre and diverse folk who cross our thresholds.

The unusual clients and appointments can sometimes be the best!

I have posted on this next one before I think..... but for those who are new to this forum:

I was sent by my agent to a scrapyard containing a caravan. Now as we know scrapyard dealers can be

wealthy men. No doubt this client had a house in them thar hills which was worth a fortune but his

meeting with me was at his place of work, his office! ( aforementioned caravan ) and it was absolutely mingin' man

I mean really mingin'! :unsure::D

It was a hot summer day and the flies were a buzzin!

The client was non too fresh either and it was one of those times..... it was so bad it was hilarious!

Edited by ADELE

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