I’m back in an old city, and getting to see my favorite client ever in a few hours. It’s been a few years, and I’ve missed him. The thing about sex work is that you can get so close and intimate with people with no real life repercussions. Sometimes it takes a lot of lies and superficiality to be completely real, you know? Anyways, this guy. I liked him a lot. He liked for me to hypnotise him and take his money. Once Davka and I even kidnapped him. But how much could I have really liked him, considering that he was always just sitting there hypnotised? In just a couple hours I’ll be seeing it all with new eyes.
In any case, there’s something about having a naked hypnotised man who is wildly turned on by any little thing you do that’s really good. It might be part of my current big ego, and I highly recommend it for all women. It prepares you for your own awesomeness.
He must be even more crazy busy with work now than he used to be, because the email he sent me about our session was short, just a request for the usual. The usual? This from a guy who usually sends me five paged emails with detailed instructions? I had to refresh my memory so I started digging through those old emails. As far as I can tell, this is an abbreviated version of the usual:
The scenario will begin much like last time, with you
“stripnotizing” me. You can use the first part of the
striptease to sort of relax me, and get me preoccupied
with what you’re doing – basically, you want to make it so
it’s extremely difficult for me to think about anything
else – indeed, difficult to think rationally at all – by
the time you’re done… Once you’re ready, you can hit me
with the “full-on” breast induction to put me under. Aside
from possibly taking a bit longer, this part can go much
like our previous meeting.Once under, you’ll give some deepening/rapport-building
suggestions, such as “Yes, that’s it … sleeping so nicely,
so deeply, for me … take a few moments to just enjoy
the way I’m making you feel … relaxing, enjoying the
pleasant sensations … feeling yourself slipping deeper,
and deeper … allowing yourself to surrender to the sound
of my voice, as it guides you deeper … with each passing
moment, you slip deeper and deeper into sleep … easily
and comfortably … knowing that each time I put you to
sleep, it becomes easier, and feels more natural, to just
let yourself surrender to me completely … just relax and
sleep … you’re doing so very well … and you deserve to
be rewarded for that … in a moment, I will allow you to
open your eyes … but even though your eyes are open, you
will remain under deep hypnosis … I will then ask you to
remove some/all (your choice…) of your clothes … and
I will do a very special dance for you, to reward you for
how well you’ve done … I don’t normally dance for anyone
in such a state of undress … you’ll know that you are
receiving something very, very special … and you’ll remember
this reward, and surrender more quickly and easily, the next
time I put you to sleep … and when I say ‘Nap Time’, you
will instantly go back to sleep, just as you are now …
open your eyes … now.”
Once my eyes are open, you’ll direct me to undress to the level
you are comfortable with, and begin a sensual dance the way
you did last time, though it’d be nice if this part lasted
a bit longer too. During the dance, your suggestions should be
oriented towards pleasure and arousal, such as “Just relax, and
enjoy what I’m doing for you … as I dance for you, you may
notice that you are getting an erection … a pleasant, comfortable
erection … as I touch you, waves of pure pleasure course
through your entire body … starting from wherever I touch
you … flowing into your penis … making it harder …
stiffer … as you relax, and enjoy the dance … relax,
and enjoy the pleasant sensations in your penis …” You’ll
need to flesh this part out on your own – this is the general
theme, but it’s getting late enough that the details aren’t
coming together the way I’d like… As before, you don’t need
to be speaking the whole time.
Once you think I’ve had enough of this (if there could possibly
be such a thing as “enough” 🙂 ), it’s “Nap Time” … Please
do make this part of the session last a while, though – it
was so incredibly nice last time, I really enjoyed it …
You’ll move me to the bed, and have me lay down. You’ll sit
down on the bed with me, and prepare me for some foot fetish
play to finish things up. You’ll suggest that if you put your
foot (or your shoe, if you prefer) on my face so that I can
catch it’s scent, that my body will immediately go heavy and
limp, and I’ll begin to feel very drowsy – but instead of falling
asleep immediately, it will happen over time, and will take
two or three minutes to put me to sleep. And, that the
scent will cause me to get an erection, with the same feelings
as during your dance. You’ll then tell me that you’re going to
wake me up, but when I awaken, I won’t remember what you just
told me while asleep.
You have me open my eyes, and we can chat for a few minutes
about the session, or whatever you like. After a bit, you’ll
start to tease me with your foot, touching me with it, sliding
it slowly up my body, until suddenly it’s covering my nose
and mouth… You’ll then do a “teasing” re-induction, such
as “Mmmm … you look like you’re feeling sleepy again all
the sudden … yes, that scent relaxes you, doesn’t it …
it makes you rather drowsy, in fact, doesn’t it … ?” If
I’m still wearing underwear at this point, you’ll arrange
for them to now be removed, or opened up like last time, in
whatever manner you choose. You’ll continue, “You’re so
sleepy, but it looks like your penis is wide awake … erect …
aroused … yes, your penis is awake, as the rest of you is
falling asleep again … it would be so nice if you could
masturbate right now, wouldn’t it … but you’re so sleepy …
your body feels so heavy … you’re so sleepy that you can’t
masturbate … and you want to so very much … just relax …
I can help you … but first, you have to go back to sleep
for me … the sweet scent filling your head is helping you
fall asleep …” If you feel comfortable with this, you’d
continue, “You’ll fall asleep faster with a sort of ‘pacifier’
in your mouth … something nice to suck on … like this …” –
and then, gently push your big toe between my lips… If you
aren’t comfy with that, you’ll continue here: “Just relax …
close your eyes, and sleep … now I can help you with that
erection … relax, and imagine that I’m masturbating you …
yes, I know you’d like that … just imagine what it would be
like … my hand sliding up and down your penis … slowly …
up and down … up and down … you can feel it, as if it was
really happening … like a vivid dream … just sleep … and
enjoy your dream …”
At this point, you can begin to dress and get ready to leave.
On your way out, you’ll leave me with whatever suggestions
you think would be fun – for instance, that I’ll remain asleep
for some period of time, that I will or won’t remember the
events of the session – and that, upon your departure, I’ll
continue to dream about being masturbated – that the dream
will seem so real, it will feel like it’s really happening –
that I may cum during the dream, and if so, that’s OK …
You’ll depart – “I have to go now. You just relax, and sleep,
and enjoy your dream … you’ll wake up in a little while …
bye-bye …”
As always, feel free to change this around, change the order,
add things, remove things, whatever you think would be fun.
“oh jasmine i’m so excited. this is the first time she’s ever let me touch her feet.”
I didn’t even know that existed. Wow. And whoa. He seems sweet enough, but I find him too… controlling. I get a “topping from the bottom” vibe from him and that’s something I’ve never liked. I think he’d creep me out just a little bit…
But if you like him, more power to you. I hope he leaves you feeling very happy…. relaxed… comfortable….. financially.
Anna
ps: the site is showing a bit out of whack still (though I’m so happy you are able to post, that’s what counts). just wanted to mention it
Those are some long instuctions! 😯
I thought I was supposed to be under the impression that not ALL strippers are whores? WTF? You’ve just lost a reader. 🙁
Nice: so, I’ve been following the adventures of a prostitute who lives in a van all along. Cheap, very cheap. Goodbye. 😡
Dodger- since you’ll have free time now that you’re not reading this blog, go do some research on why you like to attack and demean other people.
I really liked that this guy’s fantasy was so focused on pleasure and relaxation without a strong overtone of humiliation or degradation. It makes me think men’s sexuality is a lot sunnier and sweeter than the media packaged for them would suggest.
wow, did you naysayers notice that she doesn’t actually touch his penis? hmmmm. would you call that prostitution or stripping? i say it lands squarely in the realm of what she professes to do. i’m sure her heart’s not broken that you are no longer reading. get a clue.
thanks for sharing tara, that was very interesting.
oh, poor dodger…doesn’t he know that putting anyone on a pedestal only ensures that eventually, they will topple off it?
or, maybe deep down he does know this and was subconsciously waiting for the time to post a mean spirited victim post.
as Zora would have said at Big Daddy’s, “Bless his heart.”
I’ve been reading Tara’s blog long enough to realize that she’s contradicted herself with her “not all strippers are whores” (paraphrased) declaration. Last weeks entry about letting a man pay her for spending the night and buying a laptop with the proceeds was the first tipoff that she’s not being real. Not at all. This reader has been hoodwinked by what I had thought was an naturally intelligent and gifted writer. Turns out, she’s just an itinarant prostitute who lives in a van. Boring, cheap and derivative.
Stripnotizing!!! That’s my new favorite word. When my friends used to watch me being stripnotic at work, they would say i was “Casting the cute spell”.
I can definitely see the appeal of this guy. When I did private shows, I liked the ones who had really particular scenarios that did it for them. They were high-maintenance sometimes, but I liked them better because they were so easy to please if you got it right, and more interesting than the guys who were just like “Get me off.” and left it to you to figure out how to push their buttons.
haha A WHORE!! A WHORE!!
This made me picture the Monty Python scene where the ignorant townspeople carry the woman with a carrot on her nose, yelling “A Witch! We’ve Got A Witch!”
Dodger, don’t you know in this day and age, “prostitutes” are called sex-workers? Tsk Tsk. You’re really behind the times.
Did her writing suddenly change now that you think she’s a “whore?” Or have you found it suddenly difficult to appreciate the excellent, intelligent writings of a “whore” because your judgemental, misogynist brain cannot handle the reality of a “prostitute” being wicked clever and intelligent? I think that’s what we have here.
Being a huge sex-workers’ rights advocate, I doubt Tara wants someone around who calls women whores. Goodbye, fair gent. Have fun at your next strip club and remember, lots of whores lurking in your shadows waiting to chomp your dick off with their razor sharp teeth.
Lol, Tara, you sacred quadishtu whore goddess shamaness wanderer, I love you- wake up and let’s go get coffee!
So a writers work suddenly becomes unworthy because you choose to judge the experiences the writer has had…?
Hmmm
I guess I better stay away from anything written by people who have a license to kill, or tackle other people for a living, or drink themselves silly, use heroin, sell drugs, or join a war (sorry Hemingway, you are just a soldier out to kill)…or work in sales…while I’m at it I better not watch movies with scripts written by card players who are card mechanics…
or
I know, I could just continue to be compassionate and interested in the human experience….especially when it is written with such artful skill.
Judge is a heavy role to take on dodger-
Still, I’d read your writing even if you were an actual judge- as long as the writing is good reading.
Meanwhile, I doubt this blog will suffer much without you. I certainly hope not, as it offers so much to so many of us.
Gotta love how people make giant moral distinctions between one kind of sex work and another. Ever so enlightened.
Tara, I love your blog. Don’t ever let the haters get to you.
he will keep on reading because he’s completely intrigued despite himself.
dodger, didn’t you write tara emails asking her for naked pictures of her breasts? are you calling her names because you’re an angry little boy that didn’t get his titty?
lol. good riddance to bad rubbish.
hey tara, you whore- hurry up and get here. we’ve got writing to do, chickadee.
Davka-yup, sure did. My mistake was asking for pics of Tara’s tits for free. Every whore has a price. I might have even paid a few bucks to see ’em. You know, as if I were sitting there waving a dollar in front of her at the titty bar. If Tara was going to be genuine and real she would have admitted by now that she’s a prostitute. Instead, she’s contradicted herself and it cheapens her writing. I was willing to overlook the atrocious grammar and phrasing as long as it was the real article. Nope. Tara is a poser like most everyone else. Hey, at least I never said I wasn’t interested in seeing Tara’s tits. These responses are amusing to me. I might stick around a while and let you entertain me. That is until Tara delete’s my posts…which I’m sure will be any minute now.
Seriously, stripnotizing is fucking genius. And dodger is a chode.
dodger is the quintessential cosmic titty sucker. he comes into the club and expects the girls to give him freebies and when they don’t he suddenly becomes nasty and dangerous- demanding to know why they will show their tits for a dollar, but not for free because women are cosmic mothers and we were born to let him suckle his blatant small-man syndrome insecurities away. this is great material.
dodger, go eat your hater tots.
go drink your haterade.
Scout! You’re reading! How cool that this is your first comment on my blog. 🙂
Anna, can you explain “out of wack?” What browser are you using?
PS – Davka and I are sitting at a coffee shop writing about cosmic titty suckers right now. Just thought y’all would like to know. 🙂
Oh wow,this comment drama reminds me of something that happened the other day.
This little boy was drawing a picture of quite scraggly person and I made the poorly thought out inappropriate comment that the man in his drawing looked like a bum. He quickly informed me that “some people call them bums, I just call them PEOPLE”.
Some people (ahem, dodger, even the 8 year old could school you) might choose the word whore, but i think I’ll stick with person. Person with great writing skills, I might add.
Davka – sex worker.
Tara – sex worker.
Gee, thanks for clearing that up for me.
Here’s the shocker (not really): Tara is a ‘typical’ stripper: A man-hating prostitute and lesbian. Next thing you’ll tell me is that Hobostripper is a drug addict and a fugitive. Please say it isn’t so.
Tara’s fatal flaw is revealed in her very own writing. She revealed her predictably true self by admitting she’s a prostitute, while trying to convince the reader at the same time that “all strippers aren’t whores”. It now seems it’s true. And, I have zero respect for whores. A stripper who claims to not sleep with men for money and writes about the stripping life doesn’t have the intellectual license to be contradictory.
Bravo. Are you a serial killer? Do you kill whores for God and feed them to your pigs? Yikes!
Keep reading Tara’s amazing essays, Dodger. I know they’re not titties, but they’re free!
Kelsey, that’s amazing. Thanks for sharing that.
Dodger-
Hmm. I’m not a sex worker, man-hater or lesbian and I love Tara’s writing. She writes about her life, and I find her life interesting.
Last time I checked, you weren’t in charge of what’s ‘right’ or ‘wrong’.
*laughs* this sounds a lot like what I delt with when I was Domming (but less dancing & less specified instructions)
Wow, this is awesome…who knew Tara that your writing would bring so much animated conversation…this is GREAT!
I continue to enjoy reading your blog, both for your interesting thought provoking stories and also for your sharing of your alternative lifestyle….
Too bad we did not get a chance to meet up when you were in Alberta….but maybe someday….
Blessed Be and looking forward to your next piece of sharing of your life 🙂
Keep it comin’
❗ Dodge Obviously Either Does not comprehend when he is reading or he did not read it all the way through and just skimmed the post! Shame on you Dodge!
Now, I must say It is def. an EGO boost when you can truly please somone and they come crawling back for more! I have had soo many exboyfriends try to come crawling back to me once they realized WHAT They missed and how Good the sex was. Esp. my oral sex skillz! But yeah I tottally agree with you have a guy like every little thing you do and want it again and again and again is awesome!!!
Keep it up! ;D~ (love the blog btw!)
ah shucks, you mean I can’t get a license to be contradictory with my entertainers license?
Ok, let me get this straight.
1. Tara has said “not all strippers are prostitutes.”
2. Tara has clients who she occasionally sees privately and who pay her (really well, sometimes, maybe always) to indulge their particular kinks.
3. Dodger thinks that #2 means #1 is false.
4. ??? Is Tara every stripper? No.
Anyhow, is the boundary between stripping and prostitution really that big a deal? I guess for some people (strippers and non-strippers alike) it is. In my mind, sex work is on a continuum, and ideally the people in the industry would have enough self-knowledge and freedom to locate themselves along that spectrum wherever they are comfortable, drawing the lines they want to live inside. You know?
Jennifer, I don’t think I’ve actually said “not all strippers are prostitutes” (tho certainly that’s true). I’ve definitely never said that strippers aren’t whores – if you work with your body, your social or sexual or mental energy, or just your self, I think you’re a whore.
whore-power!!
dodger isn’t a whore, he’s a dirty little slut.
Scout! haha…it’s a small world, this blogosphere. I kept forgetting to leave you a little linky-link to tell you about Tara’s blog, thinking you would like it.
And I love the stripnotizing! My special friend would love it, if you happen to be out West Coast way, I’d sign him up lickety-split.
For all we know Tara is a frumpy housewife living and blogging from her tacky kitchen in Indiana.
Doger,
You said you were going to leave. Yet your continued comments to this thread show that apparently, you are just an attention whore. You won’t be missed.
I don’t care what the facts are beyond the stories as long as the stories contain the insight they do. But my own experiences say that one has to know what they speak of to write the way Tara does.
Tara, thank you for everything!
Haha. I’ve been reading off and on since you started. I really like your blog! I hadn’t been over in a while and I hate weird assholes like dodger so I couldn’t resist to comment in your defense. 🙂
Gee, I sure hope nobody takes ownership of hobostripper.com when your registration expires on March 13th. 😆 😆
That would be ironic, wouldn’t it? For you to have to pay a man to regain your false identity? ❗
Maybe you can turn a few more tricks and idle next to a Starbucks 24/7 to beat the next owner of the domain hobostripper.com to the punch. Or, has that domain already been secured? Hmmm. It’s a mystery isn’t it?
Only 5 days to go, Tara…
Wow. Is Dodger a secret computer hacker now too? Sent hell bent on destruction because the cosmic tittie mother hasn’t given him ‘his due’?
Actually Dodger, we do know that Tara’s not a ‘frumpy housewife in a tacky Indiana kitchen’ because “we” (and I’ll thank you not to include me in your new imaginary battalion) leave our freakishly dark and dank bachelor den computer holes and go out in the world to meet one another. Good person to good person.
Davka’s right Dodger, you are a little slut. No one’s paying you for the your hate spewing skills, you’re just giving it away for free. You should really value yourself more young man.
😈
Shana- It’s not hard to find out where a domain is registered & when it expires. Most registrars have a “whois” page where you can look that up. I’m sure Dodger was crushed to learn that it’s registered via proxy to provide privacy against just such ‘net stalkers. I’m sure he’d also be crushed to know that, even if she’d forgotten to renew, most registrars give you about a month’s grace period to re-register before putting it back on the market.
(btw, I wasn’t ‘net stalking when I checked her domain details — I was looking to see if she’d renewed, and, if not, whether her registrar offered gift certificates. 😉 )
Oh, hey, that remind me…
Tara, is there a reason you aren’t selling pics of your titties (or vids, or anything else) online? If it’s something you think you might be interested in, but just haven’t checked out yet, I can hook you up with a few links to payment processors & such.
I would be honored to pay for your domain registration. I have no clue what that costs but your writing is worth supporting in my humble opinion. No I don’t want or need anything except perhaps in some small way helping to continue your journey down the path you have so chosen and which you so evocatively describe. Email me and I will do what I can. Supporting the arts is important.
You do appear to have attracted some petty criticism from the knuckle dragging faction re your lifestyle. How anyone can criticize any one else’s …oh human nature again…those who takes risks and expend effort are almost guaranteed to be sniped at by those with limited cognitive ability …who would rather whine about their perceptions being stretched. On the positive side…it does illuminate the genuine support from your fans. I am one of them.
Tryingtolearn
Oh my, I can see I missed all the excitement!
“Not at all. This reader has been hoodwinked by what I had thought was an naturally intelligent and gifted writer. Turns out, she’s just an itinarant prostitute who lives in a van. Boring, cheap and derivative.”
I love how the writing somehow changes based on the readers perception. Her writing stays the same, it’s value some how lessens. Hello? Is there anybody in there?
Where does the line come between ‘stripping’ and ‘sex’? It’s a wide grey stripe at the very least, to me. A rub of the tush against a pantleg; a rub of a toe against a chin – how do they differ?
Only in the mind of the receiver. To one person, it’s ‘sex’, to the other, the same thing is just a mildly teasing lapdance. It’s all sensuality, something that most of us don’t seem to get enough of, no matter what our circumstances.