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Escorts share their weirdest experiences while on the job

Being in the adult industry I've met a few girls who escorted and I always ask the same question; who has been your worst customer? I have a total morbid fascination with it so when I came across a thread asking escorts to share their strangest experiences , I simply had to share it with you guys.

I'm a pro Domme. My first pro session was terrible! He was a good client, however anything bad that could have happened did happen...Including cracking his rib during a trample session (very rare when everything is done correctly). However I never had an issue after that first session, ended up with quite a few wonderful regulars.

Former Pro-Domme here. Client wanted me to scald him in a tub until he passed out, revive and repeat for several hours. I said hell no.

Client had a fantasy about being forced into a leotard and legwarmers and forced to do jazzercize with my canes as motivation. I did that and it was awesome.

I had a guy lay me out on the table, take my shoes off, get out a set of dental picks and mirrors and electric toothbrush, and do a "dental exam" on my feet. For an hour. Checking for 'cavities', 'polishing', 'flossing', etc. I was supposed to play the whole thing straight as if it was really my teeth he was examining. Never did his penis come out of his pants. It was actually a totally great time, if a bit bizarre to start.

This gal had plenty of stories

had a very nice gentleman come in wearing one of those dust masks. Wanted me to get up on basis pieces of bondage furniture, naked, and pose/spread. Then he would come right up and put his face about 1 cm from my parts and stare intently for a few minutes, then have me take a different position. Never touched me, even accidentally, over the course of the hour.

had a gentleman who would book multiple girls, have us play completely dead, then whack us with riding crops and pinch nipples and stuff. If you grimaced or flinched our gasped, you were out of the (several hour, lots of money) session.

had a very muscular guy come in who would shower, then once he was clean, would flex and want me to sink my teeth into his muscles and gnaw gently. Was surprisingly fun!

Am a camgirl, as the name implies. Only saw this guy once so maybe he didn't like my art skills, who knows. He asked me to draw on crazy eyebrows, like stick straight pointed upwards 'angry' brows so I did. Then I needed a clown scowl. That was enough for the face so then he had me draw fangs on my nipples. Vampire tits haha. And then lastly, a face for my pussy. Complete with eyes, a nose, and mouth. We both had a lot of fun, I could see him and I don't think he was jerking it, just laughing hysterically with me. Wish he'd come back! Recently had a different guy ask me to just fart, like continuously. He didn't know that for fart porn vids the girls literally pump their asses with air. Yeah that wasn't going to happen...

I had an escort service a few years ago. One of the clients used to come with a plastic bag and a paper bag. He would get one of the girls to hold the plastic bag while he took a dump in it. Then he'd put it in the paper bag and take it to work. He said he would then hide the bag in various spots around his law firm, waiting for someone to find it and that was his get-off.

Former male escort here -

Had a larger, 50ish lady ask me to snuggle with her in a rocking chair. Wanted me to suck on her nipples as if I were nursing. She stroked my hair the entire time. It was really really weird and kind of sad.
Lasted for about 20 minutes. When we were done, she offered to jerk me off but I told she could do so if she wanted to. She said no, so I got dressed and went on my way.

This story is actually pretty sweet

My current SO was an Escort and we met through her work. I was her strange client. I was a law student at the time and had lost my previous SO to suicide. I really had a hard time "dating" (because of time constraints, etc) so, I paid an Escort to 'date' me. She would come over, and we'd made dinner, watch TV, fool around, take naps and generally be "boyfriend/girlfriend" on Saturday afternoon and evening.

We did this for over 6 months: every Saturday, she'd come over. She'd put on more comfortable attire and we'd decide on something to eat, either making it or getting take-out. Eventually she began to tell me what kinds of food she liked and what shows/movies she wanted to watch. I'd take initiative and tell her what kind of sex I liked... and she did too. After a few months, we'd take afternoon dates to the park or to the movies.
Six months in, she'd stop leaving first thing on Sunday morning and we'd instead have breakfast, or go for a walk. Then it escalated to her showering Sunday morning and spending most of the day. I didn't know if she wanted more money, so one Sunday I offered extra cash and she became quiet and said that she liked me and didn't want to do this anymore as she thought it was hurting me. I told her I liked her.....
.... seven years later, I'm an associate partner at a firm and she teaches high school English. No one knows how we met or what she used to do. It's like our weird little secret. We have this funny story that will probably go to the grave with us.

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