For anonymity, my name is E and I am a Russian escort. I work in Kazan and specialize in providing fetish and unconventional services. Rarely do I have sex with clients. Its just, they don’t hire me for that. As one client put it ”I come to you to get what I am ashamed to ask from my wife”
9:00 p.m. Three of us (all escorts) traveled to a hotel close to an international tourist event in Kazan.
9:30 p.m. The Asian man who booked my service called to come over to his room.
9:40 p.m. He is a short man. His height can’t be more than my shoulder.
9:45 p.m. I lifted up my skirt as instructed. He looked at my face and smile.
9:50 p.m. I lifted it higher so that aside of buttocks is now visible. He nodded.
10 p.m. My top is removed and he is caressing my body. His hands are rough, must be a rich farmer or something.
10:05 p.m. He is taking off his trousers. I thought to myself, at last, we are getting down to business.
10:07 p.m. He is coming closer. I am ready to be pushed to the bed or bent to touch my toes.
10:10 p.m. This man is licking my arm and armpit simultaneously. My armpits are quite hairy and messy. Again, its just what my clients expect from me.
10:15 p.m. He is rubbing himself on my exposed thighs. He withdraws his hand every time it touches my breast instead of the armpit or arm.
10:20 p.m. You can see the weird look on my face. I placed my hands on his head, he instantly dodges it and said not to touch him.
10:30 p.m. He came holding his penis and licking my armpit faster like a thirsty dog. I keep my armpits hairy because this is what my clients love but never had experience like that before!
2:30 pm I visited a client at his home. He was sitting in his study room with a dental table at a side.
2:40 pm We briefly talked about a book in his study which I have read before.
2:50 pm He told me his wife won’t be back till Wednesday next week and that he is a professor in one of the prestigious Russian university. He needs an escort service to keep his company and also satisfy his sensual fantasy.
3 p.m. I am laying on the dental table. He grabbed my left foot with and scrubbed it with an electric brush.
3:10 p.m. Prof. is examining my foot-fingers and murmuring some dental terms. “Cavities okay, need flossing.” I curved my foot like clenched teeth. He dropped the tools and licked it in the clenched state.
3:20 p.m. Prof. never bothered to mount me and enjoy more of his money. I was surprised I will be getting paid for a dental foot massage.
3:30 p.m. He came in his pant and returned to his study table. I sit opposite him and we discussed more topics on my favorite author before leaving.