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Ladies..discussion on why we chose this path...

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I see plenty of discussion on here about why and how men punt..Us ladies who are bright, sassy and in control, how did we choose our paths? Gone are the days of 'forced' WGs (well compared to old folklore, thank god)..now we are very much in the driving seat..My story is:

I travelled the world alone, chose not to have any ties and got fed up to the back teeth with the dating world back in the UK. I can honestly say that 80% of the guys I met, or who wanted to meet me, were disrespectful sex obsessed sociopaths dressed up in suits or designer jeans. There is a problem, in my own experience, particularly with guys in their 20s/ early 30s, with a serious lack of emotional intellegence, or plain old respect! I got so fed up of being sent unsolicited pics of cocks, filthy texts etc, and then with the ones who did pass the manners test and I met..they had just lied and wanted sex at the end of the first date after 2 J20's LOL. They thought if they said they fancied me and i was 'hot'..that was enough.DOH.

Coupled with a stressful 'high powered'career which was consuming my life..I set about putting some changes in place..

So...after much careful consideration, and feeling confident about 'me', self esteem in a good place, in my late 30s so in my prime..I thought I'd take control..hence men can find me 'hot' and love my 40Es but totally on my terms, and they can pay for the privelige. I only do sensual massage but if I feel like a little bit more on the odd occasion, with a very high quality, nice male..then I take control of the situation!

Im happier than Ive ever been, my confidence is brimming..I turn down any men who are ill mannered, I'm very choosy..and love making the lovely men who I choose to meet very happy indeed.

Now I never accept a date from any guy unless he is really exceptional...and I dont mean loaded, I mean single,warm, very open and nice, well mannered, quietly confident and, most importantly, respectful to me and others,and cool with my FBSM business. I'm very happily single,no ties, independent and doing everything on MY terms :))

Alternatively,when I see how some civilian women treat their men I'm not surprised at all how many men punt..but I'm not surprised how many bright, lovely women are in this industry either, and respect to all of us :rolleyes:)

Your thoughts/stories on how and why ladies chose this path would be very interesting..

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Personally i had just got divorced, i was going through a little bit of a "loose" time in that i had a few fuck buddies in my contact list, i was broke and one day i just though sod this. I left my exhusband with the kiddies and told him i was off to chat to the lady down the road, rumour was she owned a parlour. I knocked on her door and asked her, she invited me in for a coffee and i started working for her a couple of days later. She did own an agency, kisses massage of high wycombe. I made a shed load of money with her and had some very good times until she tried to rip me off over a couple of clients, when i pointed this out to her she texted me that she didnt want my "kind of girl" working for her , fine with me, i had already started to work for the old charlies angels escort agency too, i did very well with them also and had some of the funniest memories ever with them but then i met someone, fell in love and instead of having some gonads and telling him if he loved me he would have to put up with my job i meekly said "ok" when he asked me to leave my job. We split up a few years later and i was chomping at the bit to get back to work. I went to work for a parlour in woburn sands for a little while but they were so flippin unproffesional it was a joke so i left and went to hod. Now i work pt indie and pt parlour. I love my job, it has given me a huge confidence boost aswell as being a good living. There are aspects of it that i dislike such as smelly willies but i challenge anyone to say there is no aspect of their job they would change. Its my intentions to continue until i no longer can, then who knows , you may find a parlor popping up called ch...k... one day. lol., or maybe not, who knows.xxx

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Hi all

I see plenty of discussion on here about why and how men punt..Us ladies who are bright, sassy and in control, how did we choose our paths? Gone are the days of 'forced' WGs (well compared to old folklore, thank god)..now we are very much in the driving seat..My story is:

I travelled the world alone, chose not to have any ties and got fed up to the back teeth with the dating world back in the UK. I can honestly say that 80% of the guys I met, or who wanted to meet me, were disrespectful sex obsessed sociopaths dressed up in suits or designer jeans. There is a problem, in my own experience, particularly with guys in their 20s/ early 30s, with a serious lack of emotional intellegence, or plain old respect! I got so fed up of being sent unsolicited pics of cocks, filthy texts etc, and then with the ones who did pass the manners test and I met..they had just lied and wanted sex at the end of the first date after 2 J20's LOL. They thought if they said they fancied me and i was 'hot'..that was enough.DOH.

Coupled with a stressful 'high powered'career which was consuming my life..I set about putting some changes in place..

So...after much careful consideration, and feeling confident about 'me', self esteem in a good place, in my late 30s so in my prime..I thought I'd take control..hence men can find me 'hot' and love my 40Es but totally on my terms, and they can pay for the privelige. I only do sensual massage but if I feel like a little bit more on the odd occasion, with a very high quality, nice male..then I take control of the situation!

Im happier than Ive ever been, my confidence is brimming..I turn down any men who are ill mannered, I'm very choosy..and love making the lovely men who I choose to meet very happy indeed.

Now I never accept a date from any guy unless he is really exceptional...and I dont mean loaded, I mean single,warm, very open and nice, well mannered, quietly confident and, most importantly, respectful to me and others,and cool with my FBSM business. I'm very happily single,no ties, independent and doing everything on MY terms :))

Alternatively,when I see how some civilian women treat their men I'm not surprised at all how many men punt..but I'm not surprised how many bright, lovely women are in this industry either, and respect to all of us :rolleyes:)

Your thoughts/stories on how and why ladies chose this path would be very interesting..

My story very long so will save it till am sat chilled with my baileys but in the meantime welcome to Punternet.x

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My story very long so will save it till am sat chilled with my baileys but in the meantime welcome to Punternet.x

We'll all await that day with bated breath LOTM! :)

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Fantasised about it for years - literally years.

Went to a New Years party with my then girlfriend - I'd been manless for quite some time at this point and was missing the cock lol! It was a fetish party and after we had finished our play session and were snuggling up together for a cuddle and a chat I said to her - "That's it, I've had enough of being good. This year, I'm either having group sex or becoming an escort."

By April I'd done both; by May I'd done both at the same time. My girlfriend actually started with me - in fact my first booking was a 2-girl with her. She's sadly retired now :rolleyes: but I get to see her sometimes - we're still very good friends :)

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We'll all await that day with bated breath LOTM! :)

Speak for yourself :rolleyes:

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Speak for yourself :rolleyes:

Claire be nice now.... :) some of us are 'Interested'.... Lady enjoy your Baileys :)

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Claire be nice now.... :) some of us are 'Interested'.... Lady enjoy your Baileys :rolleyes:

I'm sure the story will be fascinating, long, complicated, with some quite surreal details. :):):)

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My now ex husband and I went out for a drink one night and met a couple who we ended up being very friendly with. The lady confided in us and said she was a wg, well curiosity was killing me so I asked her all sorts of questions. My fantasy in life at the time was to have sex with a complete stranger ( have fulfilled that fantasy over and over now lol ). My ex husband said to me I think you should give it a try, obviously all he could see at the time was the £ signs. I agreed and said I would try it and see how I went on and the rest as they say is history. It took a while but am now a happy single and enjoying it more than ever.

Shelly :)

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Reading a copy of "The Happy Hooker" when i was 16 sparked my first interest in this line of work. I was far too scarred to do it though and to be honest it neve occured to me that there were places such as brothels in the uk, or that you could stick an advert in a local paper to advertise such services, i was clueless. I wish i had known how to go about things back then because i would have gone for it, I thought you had to hang around in dark alleys or street corners which i certainly wasnt going to do.

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Reading a copy of "The Happy Hooker" when i was 16 sparked my first interest in this line of work. I was far too scarred to do it though and to be honest it neve occured to me that there were places such as brothels in the uk, or that you could stick an advert in a local paper to advertise such services, i was clueless. I wish i had known how to go about things back then because i would have gone for it, I thought you had to hang around in dark alleys or street corners which i certainly wasnt going to do.

I must admit, that book first aroused my interest in WGs too. Xaviera was quite a lady!

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Nothing too exciting.

Husband got made redundant last year, bills to pay etc.

Enjoyed it tho so still see a few regulars now that he's back in work.

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My story very long so will save it till am sat chilled with my baileys but in the meantime welcome to Punternet.x

Have Warner Bros been on the phone as yet ? I'm sure the movie version will be worth the wait. Who would you want to play you ? :(

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My ex husband said to me I think you should give it a try, obviously all he could see at the time was the £ signs

That is very sad :(

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Originally..... I started this work 10 years ago. I was married to a man... a Police man who before I married him, left out the part that he had £20,000 worth of debt.

I couldn't work out why?? when I was working myself and had my own young son (I had split with his dad when I was 5 months pregant... bringing him up a lone.... and also his son of 15 living with me... in a house that I had given up a home, where I was happy with just my son, I had fault Long & Hard for 2 1/2 years to achieve that home for me and my boy... and then to buy with this man.

Why?? I had to write down every penny I was spending? ... All finally came to light when he told me of his debts..... He would say everytime "When I retire my pension will cover the debt".

He would spend like there was not tomorrow on his obsession of that time.... one time it would Fishing.... another it would be bird watching.... with an added Range Rover..... and each time he would have to have the most up to date equipment for those hobbies..... and I wasn't overspending.... we would have less to spend each month....... and all the time he was still running up debts... which I thought were just Credit Card Dept.

I had never had trouble with money.... I used to work 3 jobs... one in a Wimpy Bar.... One working on an Ice-Cream van outside Victoria Park, East London.... and also a job working in a Petrol Station..... I made sure that all my bills were paid.... food was in my 3 year old sons' and my belly... had money to go out every other Thurs Night (over 25's) which is where I met him (999 Night at Faces....) and clothe us.... and here living with a spendaholic...... I did not know what to do... at the time he told me I was just working one job... in a Fish & Chip shop....

I sat and thought long and hard..... I could not face living in debt.... I realised that the only good money could be made in the Sex Industry.... I still valued my marriage.... and so I went and got myself a job doing chatlines... all legit and with husband knowing what I do. I would leave home at 7 every day..... up to the Docklands.... and then sit in a little booth.... with about 10 other girls along side me in their own little booths..... Talking 'Pure Filth' to men..... My name then was 'Michelle'. We were only allowed to read porn (which we hid our own reading material in).... we were not supposed to talk to each other (although we did).

It turned out that I was 'Bloody Good' at it...... I could talk for England... keeping them on the line. Of course there was the odd call.... where the Guy would just give a grunt as I said "Heeeeeeelllllllow" and then slam the phone down. We each had a P.O. Box number where we could receive gifts.... Michelle's Box was always filled up with some very nice goodies.... some of the men were great to chat to..... sometimes the odd Water Sport guy would come on the line.... and I would pour water.... on the table.... with all the porn on.... and splash it about..... and with a splash the caller would hangup (always made me chuckle~that one !!).....

Anyways it is coming up for my 'Witching Hour'..... I want to go for a splash myself at the local swimming pool in the morning..... so I will come back with that step closer tomorrow.... to how I chose this path ;)

Edited by LouisaPSUk
Added some words... sorry x

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Was at a human circus with friends the other night, think Circus of Horrors type event. Very good it was. Many of the performers at spontaneous heat of the moments throughout the show stuck their tongues all animal like ....yaaaaah !!!! All good theatre.

Come the interval myself and another girlie compared sticking out tongues, much to others amusement. She boasted a big one... I knew mine was bigger and wigglier. 'You'd earn good money with that' came the comments ...'I have !' said I. :D

The few who knew amused with me, the others just wondered..... ;)

Devilment allowed me to choose this path, a good head (careful !) keeps me on it.

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Originally..... I started this work 10 years ago. I was married to a man... a Police man who before I married him, left out the part that he had £20,000 worth of debt.

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Anyways it is coming up for my 'Witching Hour'..... I want to go for a splash myself at the local swimming pool in the morning..... so I will come back with that step closer tomorrow.... to how I chose this path :D

Yikes Louisa! Not nice ;)

looking forward to hearing about part 2..

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What a fascinating thread.

Well done to the OP; all the many WG's I've met have (with the odd exception . . .) been people I would be more than happy to have as friends with lots of great stories to tell.

Being happy in your own skin is the number one quality I look for in a woman & there are many of you out there.

Cheers, Ben xx

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Mmm, OK I'll share my "sob story" ;)

A combination of events really lead to it.

It started off shy of 10 years ago. Young and innocent with only 3 previous boyfriends (not even sure if you could really call them that). Probably not had sex more than 20 times in total - with 4 men in total.

Anyway - I had a job at the time I absolutely loved. My dream job. Sadly it only paid peanuts and I had £20 a month left (after paying rent for my room, food & transport - not even counting clothes or anything else).

So not so dream job after all, but I tried to make it work. At the same time boyfriend no. 3 was on the scene (my first true love) but the lying cheating bastard (confessed sex addict quite literally) then decided that he was not good enough for me and dumped me (funny to this day he still emails me to tell me it was the biggest mistake of his entire life - whatever...).

At the time I was devastated - utterly and completely shattered and didn't know how to cope with it at all. So much so that I literally became depressed and had to be signed off work for 6 weeks and put on anti depressants. 6 weeks came and went and I was no better (crying every waking hour) and was signed off for another 6 weeks. At which point I was so embarrassed that I'd have to explain to my work colleagues what happened, so I simply resigned.

At the time I had £1,500 debt (back then it was a mountain of money I couldn't imagine ever paying off) and suddenly no job. And no mental power or desire to get a job (and flipping burgers or going onto benefits wasn't an option in my mind).

Lamenting my sorrows to my best friend on my birthday - and the fact that I had no money - Or less than no money - out of the blue she said "have you ever thought of escorting?"

Nope, I never have (and she knew just as much as I did about the subject). In fact I never even ever looked at porn before and knew pretty much nothing about nothing.

But hey presto! That suddenly sounded like a very interesting idea! Not only because of the potential for money, but also for the fact that I suddenly felt I could get some sort of secret revenge on my ex. He'd have died a 1000 deaths if he knew - and that thought really appealed. Suddenly I was really excited.

So that night I went home and googled "escort agency". Picked what looked like the best (I thought: "in for a penny, in for a pound") and filled in a few online application forms, sent together with a silly little photo of me in a bikini.

The next day I got phone calls from them all. Only 1 sounded promising & sane (the rest sounded like sleazy men who could hardly speak English). Lessons had to be learnt real fast (as fast as I could on dial-up internet).

I met with the agency owner (stunning & sassy blonde Ozzie chick), had a 2 hours chat over lunch and the rest is history....

Suffice to say I paid back my debt in a matter of days (in fact my very first booking which was meant to be an hour, turned into an overnight) and took to it like a duck to water :D

After 2 months of escorting full time my brain kicked into action, I got off the anti depressants and got a very very proper job. Absolutely no regrets.

The rest is history...

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Originally..... I started this work 10 years ago. I was married to a man... a Police man who before I married him, left out the part that he had £20,000 worth of debt.

I couldn't work out why?? when I was working myself and had my own young son (I had split with his dad when I was 5 months pregant... bringing him up a lone.... and also his son of 15 living with me... in a house that I had given up a home, where I was happy with just my son, I had fault Long & Hard for 2 1/2 years to achieve that home for me and my boy... and then to buy with this man.

Why?? I had to write down every penny I was spending? ... All finally came to light when he told me of his debts..... He would say everytime "When I retire my pension will cover the debt".

He would spend like there was not tomorrow on his obsession of that time.... one time it would Fishing.... another it would be bird watching.... with an added Range Rover..... and each time he would have to have the most up to date equipment for those hobbies..... and I wasn't overspending.... we would have less to spend each month....... and all the time he was still running up debts... which I thought were just Credit Card Dept.

I had never had trouble with money.... I used to work 3 jobs... one in a Wimpy Bar.... One working on an Ice-Cream van outside Victoria Park, East London.... and also a job working in a Petrol Station..... I made sure that all my bills were paid.... food was in my 3 year old sons' and my belly... had money to go out every other Thurs Night (over 25's) which is where I met him (999 Night at Faces....) and clothe us.... and here living with a spendaholic...... I did not know what to do... at the time he told me I was just working one job... in a Fish & Chip shop....

I sat and thought long and hard..... I could not face living in debt.... I realised that the only good money could be made in the Sex Industry.... I still valued my marriage.... and so I went and got myself a job doing chatlines... all legit and with husband knowing what I do. I would leave home at 7 every day..... up to the Docklands.... and then sit in a little booth.... with about 10 other girls along side me in their own little booths..... Talking 'Pure Filth' to men..... My name then was 'Michelle'. We were only allowed to read porn (which we hid our own reading material in).... we were not supposed to talk to each other (although we did).

It turned out that I was 'Bloody Good' at it...... I could talk for England... keeping them on the line. Of course there was the odd call.... where the Guy would just give a grunt as I said "Heeeeeeelllllllow" and then slam the phone down. We each had a P.O. Box number where we could receive gifts.... Michelle's Box was always filled up with some very nice goodies.... some of the men were great to chat to..... sometimes the odd Water Sport guy would come on the line.... and I would pour water.... on the table.... with all the porn on.... and splash it about..... and with a splash the caller would hangup (always made me chuckle~that one !!).....

Anyways it is coming up for my 'Witching Hour'..... I want to go for a splash myself at the local swimming pool in the morning..... so I will come back with that step closer tomorrow.... to how I chose this path ;)

you can write for england too..

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I broke up with my boyfriend and lost my job at the same time. I had a bit of debt about £250 and horses which were an expensive hobby. A year earlier I had heard a few guys bragging in a pub I used to work in about how they were going to become male escorts and get paid to go out to dinner with women. I had been thinking about it ever since, getting paid to go to dinner sounded quite interesting so I made a few calls to agencies listed in the back of the local paper and was called back to arrange an interview.

I was put right as to what it was all about and told to call them if I wanted to take it further. I forgot all about it until they called 2 or 3 weeks later asking if I was still interested as they now had a day available at one of thier places. I thought I might as well try it and if I didnt like it no one would ever know. I made good money on my first day, paid off my debt and within weeks was able to buy a few luxury's which in itself was a bit of a novelty, shopping and buying rather than window shopping. The rest is history.

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Was at a human circus with friends the other night, think Circus of Horrors type event. Very good it was. Many of the performers at spontaneous heat of the moments throughout the show stuck their tongues all animal like ....yaaaaah !!!! All good theatre.

Come the interval myself and another girlie compared sticking out tongues, much to others amusement. She boasted a big one... I knew mine was bigger and wigglier. 'You'd earn good money with that' came the comments ...'I have !' said I. :D

The few who knew amused with me, the others just wondered..... ;)

Devilment allowed me to choose this path, a good head (careful !) keeps me on it.

A good story.... full of Good Character.... looking forward to meeting up again for a goodnight in London... roll on June x

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Yikes Louisa! Not nice ;)

looking forward to hearing about part 2..

Thank you..... hope you enjoy :D

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you can write for england too..

I know.... did you enjoy? ;)

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Ladies - the most sincere and genuine post I think I have ever read - I am just waiting for some stupid prat to spoil it with childish humour or snide comment - thank you all!

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