January 2024, Central London
Oh the Sisters of Mercy they are not departed or gone
They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on
And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song
Oh I hope you run into them, you who've been travelling so longThe Meet: dinner and then overnight at a central London hotel.
The Ladies:
Miss KDD -
External Link/Members OnlyWhite Swan -
External Link/Members OnlyBoth are well reviewed and well described. White Swan's pictures on her AW are entirely accurate and give you a good idea of her appearance. KDD has been the subject of debate. I will just say that I find her physically and facially very atrractive.
The Cost: about 3K all together, including dinner (I was staying in the hotel anyway).
Yes you who must leave everything that you cannot control
It begins with your family but soon it comes round to your soul
Well I've been where you're hanging, and I think I can see how you're pinned
When you're not feeling holy your loneliness says that you've sinnedIt had been a long time since I had seen an escort. Work issues, money worries, health problems - all had conspired to keep me out of the game. It's not just sexual frustration - it's social too. Living alone with a disability can be very isolating. Popping out to the shops is a major undertaking. Travel into London requires detailed planning.
That's why I try to go for longer meetings, usually dinner and overnight. I know a lot of people don't see the point, or see the expenditure as 'wasted' - the "you could have four punts for the cost" argument. But to me the whole package is the point - I'm buying an end-to-end experience. I get to dine in a nice restaurant with some attractive companions, drink decent wine, gossip and swap stories, and then back to the hotel for relaxed, unhurried, creative play, with no set time limit, drifting off to sleep when we are ready, with the promise of an encore in the morning.
It's not fluffy. I don't see it as a relationship, or even the pretense of one. It's a full-service package, an immersive experience. It's the difference between looking at pictures of the Parthenon and being there at sunset.
So after steak and wine (I keep forgetting that KDD doesn't like steak - she had the fish) it was back to the hotel.
Side Rant: wetroom bathrooms. I am gratified that so many hotels now have wheelchair-adapted rooms. But you can't just rip out the bath from a normal bathroom, stick in roll-in shower, retile and call it a wetroom! Laying a wetroom floor is a specific skill. It needs to be done properly, so everything drains. If you don't do this, all that happens is that the bathroom instantly floods the minute you turn the shower on!
Such was the case in my hotel, which was a shame as wetrooms are also excellent for watersports (you just rinse it all away) which is something to which both ladies are partial. However, faced with the prospect of it going everywhere, and us tracking it onto the bedroom carpet, I decided to pass and move on the bed for fun and games.
I lay down beside them; I made my confession to them
They touched both my eyes, and I touched the dew on their hem
If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn
They will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stemIt was perfect. Again, I don't mean that in some fluffy romantic way. I mean it was exactly what I wanted and needed. I was in the hands (and other parts) of two supremely professional service providers who remembered what I like, read the situation, worked as a team, and provided a service that lacked nothing, giving themselves without reservation. Lots of cuddles and kisses interspersed with bouts of total filth
* spanking WS hard, as she had been late, and making her beg
* both riding cowgirl, grinding hard while the other rubbed the rider's clit
* KDD switching to anal cowgirl and squirting everywhere
* DPing and spitroasting a begging WS
* dominating WS and making her lick up the various lube, squirt and cum
* rimming from both women that would put a prostate exam to shame.
When I left they were sleeping - I hope you run into them soon
Don't turn on the light - you can read their address by the moon
And it won't make me jealous if I head that they sweetened your night
We weren't lovers like that, and besides, it would still be alright
We weren't lovers like that, and besides, it would still be alrightFalling asleep with two lovely women, knowing that when you wake they will still be there, and still slutty on demand, is wonderful. It's all part of the package.
These women are very, very good at what they do. I appreciate it is not cheap, or within everyone's budget. Like the steak and wine, it is an occasional treat. But sometimes, in the darkest of times, you need to treat yourself, to remind yourself what pleasure and happiness feel like.
Or, to quote another Leonard Cohen song entirely
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah...