Forced prostitution in Second Life

I had a talk this morning with Myra, a colleague of mine. I read her profile before, so I knew she was very devoted to her roleplay. I didn;t know yet that part of her roleplay was being forced to have sex with strange men. All to the benefit of her mistress.

Myra is nicely dressed and I would not have guessed. She looks kind of classy for the role she fulfills. She told me that she works in 'various places', next to Wirtz she mentioned 'Slutland'. 'Her mistress was doing very well', thanks to her being exploited.
The subject came up after I met another girl earlier this morning. She explicitly, after some hesitation and the necessary blushes, asked me if I could pimp her out: move the men I don't like to her and force her to have sex with them. Maybe while I am watching.
I didn;t really feel like that. While I like to get into many sorts of fantasies and find most of them quite fascinating, organising a forced prostitution roleplay just sounded like a lot of work to me, especially with all the dependencies on specific people who like to be managed and bossed around by me.

No, that's not for me. I like to do my own things and engage in intimate one-on-one games. Or one-on-two. Or three..

The Joy Cock Club

Some man will have to explain this to me...

What indescribable joy do men experience when they open their zippers and hang their cocks out of their pants, in the middle of the street? Even in a street filled with hookers it does make a tacky impression.
Sometimes I wonder if these men, next to taking their pants off for sex, also detach their cocks for the occasion. After all. in Second Life a cock is just another accessory.

History of vehicles in Secondlife exhibition

Today I decided to have a look at another event that was annouced on the Secondlife login screen: the exposition of the history of vehicles in SL. It is said to feature over 130 different vehicles, from different periods in SL History.

The entrance of the exhibition was an original one. It used the Tardis, from the famous Doctor Who series. After exiting it, I noticed that this area was mostly about cars. And one or two bikes. I wondered if there would be other vehicle types. And yes, I was also the only street walker in the area. No competition. But I didn't think much about that, nowadays, business often comes in through IM for me.

Next I ran into something that looked like the kind of thing that happens when men look at me, instead of at the road. A Bethillac Impala, built by Bethi Catteneo. I liked the caar wreck scene, most of all, I think.

At the building I walked in next I saw some of the iconic stuff from the early days in Secondlife: prim vehicles, built using the original SL building tools. In some ways this is still the most charming stuff of all.

 Who would have guessed that Back to the Future would now be a thing from the past? It still looks pretty though.

This bug was built by Jetter AquaJet as a Kiss tribute model.

As I walked on, flaunting my assets on the road, I walked into the Flintstones car, and also a bunch of carriages from fairy tales. Santa's sled was also here. No Santa, I guess he doesn't show this time of year. Pity, I would have liked a ride on his back seat.

(to be continued..)

10 to 12 years of combined whoring experience

Chez, Stephanie and Tsai, 12 years of combined whoring experience

I am back from a little break and the day starts good: a quickie to get me started. Back in the streets I find my old friends Chez and Stephanie. They tell me that during my absence a girl got herself banned from the streets at Wirtz. Apparently she was a one-person army, with a bunch of whoring alts. The times I spoke with the banned girl, I got the impression she was a nice person. But well.. I suppose it makes sense not to have everyone around in duplicates. It's not nice towards the men.

And it's so nice to be out here with them: 12 years of combined whoring experience. We can squeeze cum out of a lead pipe. Much of this time was spent on the streets in this little piece of town. The three of us know the place and our jobs so well.

A great start of the day. Thank you girls.

Robertus Bobak, bicycle builder in Secondlife

I run into the most interesting people on a daily base. Like yesterday...

I was just calmly guarding my street corner when I noticed a Dutch-speaking gentleman drop from the sky. (Well, that is what people seem to do in Secondlife after all, so I just call it that way.) It didn't take long to figure out he wasn't in need of any of my 'services', but that's not always a reason not to have a chat with someone.
This person was the once-famous Secondlife bicycle builder Robertus Bobak, who still has a shop on the Amsterdam region. I never knew that he was a personal acquaintance of one of my old SL friends.Together with his former SL business partner, Gerrit Milner, Bobak used to run the bicycle business Bobak & Milner. Robertus built the bikes, Gerrit sold them.

Bobak;s business partner used to be a good friend of his in SL and did the craziest things. Robertus remembers a meeting, it must have been in 2007, when Dutch companies entered the virtual world cluelessly, when he teleported his partner into a meeting with real life banking executives, all dressed seriously. Milner entered the scene, falling from the sky in his horse avatar, still wearing his carrier bicycle...
That's what always made Secondlife fun, the characters, the weirdness. Even when we are serious. It's a pity some of our old friends left though. But we also found many new ones.

It's one of these days

You know what I mean? No? Well, just read this...

Weirdo: you sex me L$100
Tsai Cheng: 100?
Weirdo: yes
Tsai Cheng: you want 3 minutes of sex?
Weirdo: 20 min(s)
Tsai Cheng: that is 1000/30*20=666L$

Presses her heel against the doorpost and sighs...

In wind and rain, only the real whores stick around

When traffic goes down, only the real whores stick around. Some men know this and they put on their trench coats and walk to the square for a quick fix. Without the clutter created by hobbyists it's easy for them to make a good pick.

Of course it is a lonely business if you're one of the die-hards that waits in wind and rain for these last few drops that a horny lawyer, chimney sweep or accountant wishes to sacrifice to the goddess of paid love.
But it's always a rewarding business, after you found that man that you can send off to his home, his work, his wife again. They only take their memories, they only leave some drops of sperm.

Those are not so hard to wash off, if you know what you're doing..