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Firstly, a bit of update.
I found a good place near my college, I was planning on moving over there a bit early, hopefully, can set up all my things before the summer term begins in June, and more importantly, I can check out the brothel I am planning to work, see with my own eyes if the place is any good, but of course, things did not go smoothly, the pipes were broken and they needed some time to fix, so no, I am still staying in my home for the time being.
Now, let's go to today's topic.
Prostitution is the very first profession in the world, selling, renting a warm body had been practiced throughout ancient and modern culture, it is the easiest way to trade what you want with what you have. Of course, there is much bad rap on this profession, and be honestly many of them are indeed legit accused, and nor I planning on defending those problems, the main reason for this blog is to answer the question I have been asked over and over again, why do I want to be a whore, hopefully, I can answer this once and for all.
Warning, the following blog is just a slut sharing her unhealthy obsession with being a professional prostitute, under no context should these reasons hold any academic value.
Sex
The first reason is very simple, sex, being a whore is one of the easiest ways to find someone to fuck, someone willing to fuck me, since they are willing to pay for it.
It is also the easiest way to find people with different kinks, high-class prostitutes are more than just another cumbucket, for their high charging service, they provide "Fantasies", living out your wildest dream, those fantasies you can't tell your wife. from girlfriend experience you long lost, BDSM you never try, to Incest...
As a prostitute, I got to try all that and get pay.
The humiliation/desired complex
No matter how you sugar-coating it, being a whore, high or low, is a culturally humiliating profession. At the same time, a whore is also a desirable person, men willing to pay high money to do a job which essentially they can do it themselves, with their own hands. They are wanted, desired, the standard of beauty, cultural sexuality preference. The antithesis is interesting as well as hot. As a degradee, this is what my sexual drive is fueled by.
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