I would have LITERALLY punched him in the face at the 20 quid episode and then set light to his poxy 20 quid whilst dancing around the tiny flame like a mental devil, just to show him how little I wanted his money (even if I actually wanted it ).

Wipe his bum with it, and see if he's prepared to deal with his shit to get his paws on it.

My phone beeps.

"Dear Sam, I just wanted to check that you are not feeling too bad about what happened earlier. Im sure you want to apologise but maybe your pride is standing in the way which I completely understand. Dont beat yourself up about it and maybe have a think about some of the advice I kindly offered. Stay safe and I wont be leaving any negative feedback so you dont need to worry about that. What a shame things ended up being so disappointing".

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Rarely have I read anything that's made my jaw literally hit the desk, but this time I'm almost lost for
words. Sorry, but what a TWAT. 

God what I wouldn't do for five minutes alone with him and my electric prod, he would leave the room a
changed man. 

I know it's of little use now, because I bet you sprayed your chinese at the time, but with hindsight all you
can do is laugh at cretins like him. If he feels THAT bad about his own self that he feels the need to belittle
others to increase his own sense of self worth, God love him.

Was his name Brian by any chance?

I think it must be something in the water, I had an idiot try this type of crap this weekend. It didn't end well.
It was a callout. I arrived there for him and his friend, I knew this ahead of time. The min I arrive, he starts to negotiate my fee. I smiled sweetly, took several deep breaths and waited until I got the money from them both. The I turned around to the little dipshit, and told him: "I have the money now, and if I wanted to be a bitch I could walk right out that door with your money in hand, and then what will you do then?" To finish off I walked up to him and smaked him on the back of the head and told him not to be such an asshole. I then took the other one in the room shagged him senseless, and left without shagging the one who was behaving like a jackass.
I did feel rather delighted!  

I think it must be something in the water, I had an idiot try this type of crap this weekend. It didn't end well.
It was a callout. I arrived there for him and his friend, I knew this ahead of time. The min I arrive, he starts to negotiate my fee. I smiled sweetly, took several deep breaths and waited until I got the money from them both. The I turned around to the little dipshit, and told him: "I have the money now, and if I wanted to be a bitch I could walk right out that door with your money in hand, and then what will you do then?" To finish off I walked up to him and smaked him on the back of the head and told him not to be such an asshole. I then took the other one in the room shagged him senseless, and left without shagging the one who was behaving like a jackass.
I did feel rather delighted!  

You go girl. 

Anyone who decides to try and mess a lady of your stature and presence around is either incredibly mentally challenged or secretly submissive and into hardcore punishment. 

Wow what jerks! Narcisstic personality disorder springs to mind! I loved your replies to his messages though! Haha.

Worst I've had is a client who is mid 40s, fairly attractive, wanted to keep me exclusive to him (I'd be well paid) but couldn't grasp the fact I actually enjoy my work and would rather be meeting new people than committing to him 3 nights a week!
So he books me anyway last monday and the whole time lectures me! Actually lectures me on sex health and if I were exclsuive to him I wouldn't have a problem etc etc. I told him I'm screened regularly and I've so far never had anything as I'm very careful with protection! He still goes on! Anything I say he doesn't listen to. "I'm right you're wrong attitude!"

Ahhh what got me was the 20 minute lecture on how I should declare my income. I am an accountant, I have been for the last 5 years. I plan on declaring it, I keep all my receipts and write everything down, get taxi's to give me recipts etc etc. I told him this, serveral time. Still he says I need to declare it. Always wanting the last word!!

So we finally get down to it, after his unattractive behavoir I can't get any arousal from myself (usually not a problem), can't even face kissing this man as he's kiSsing me so I switch off. Then he doesn't want to wear a condom.

Now you have to be fucking kidding me. I said fine call me a taxi I'm leaving. In the end he did what he needed to do, I was probably a shit lay yet still he wants to see me 'every night I'm free' I have to text him if I don't have bookings and he will see me.

I, Thank god, do have bookings pretty much every night as I'm quite popular on aw and have my regulars but even if I had no work for a week I wouldn't see him again!

At least he wasn't rude to me but these men have such a sense of empowerment they think they own you, have a right to belittle you.

Then you get the lovely ones who treat you like a princess and are just happy you've agreed to see them again it all balances itself out.

I hope I havnt gone on! Just venting and relating I guess!

Xx

OMG what an absolute tossser!!  Woe betide anyone who tries that with me! After a 100's of calls from Doms and Masters replying to his slave ad on various websites where he expresses a desire that he be used and abused as a no limits wanton fuck toy he might just think twice!  I have the ways and means of doing this without being traced and it would be so very tempting to do it.

In my first few weeks of escorting I had a guy who called and made a 1 hour booking.  He sounded nice and friendly and genuine and I accepted.  He then texted me to say that he wanted to film our session to which I responded that that would not be acceptable to me and did he still want the booking.  He replied saying that he understood and that yes he did.  On the day he arrived punctually and we went into the lounge to have a drink and a natter first.  After a few mins I suggested we get the business part out of the way so that we could relax.  He then picked up a laptop bag that he had brought with him and took out my fee and a video camera.  He did not hand me my fee but placed it on the arm of the sofa.  He said that unless I agreed to bareback sex and to him filming the session that he would only pay me half my fee!  Stuff that for a game of soldiers!  I really needed the money as I had only just started but there was no way on this earth I was going to let him do that.  I told him in no uncertain terms what I thought about him and told him to leave. I was quaking inside but outwardly maintained enough assertiveness to get him to leave.  As he pulled away I memorised his car and number plate just in case and it was a good job that I did because he texted me later to say that he was going to leave all sorts of negative feedback everywhere.  I told him that if he did then I would have no choice but to trace his home and personal details and would make sure that his wife got to know all about his extra curricular activities.  His next text scoffed that I would not have any way of tracing him from his car info but I assured him that I most certainly did and I would have done so too had he done what he threatened. 

On the upside after he had finally gone I found my fee on the floor at the side of the sofa where he had been sitting lol

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