A frustrating experience of prostitution

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On Saturday, I drove my online friend Xue, who lives outside the city, home. Xue is a beautiful girl I've always liked, but our relationship is purely platonic. It's not that I don't want to develop it further; there are many reasons. Perhaps I'll write an article specifically about her
sometime. Since this isn't about her, I'll just mention her briefly.
It was already past 10 PM when I finally got a taxi back into the city. Xue's indifferent attitude fueled my desire, so I struck up a conversation with the taxi driver: "Hey buddy, where can I find some girls? Give me some recommendations."
(If any of you reading this post are looking for girls but don't know where to start, asking a taxi driver is definitely the right thing to do. Taxi drivers know the area best, no matter the city. But there are a few things to keep in mind, which I'll mention later.)
"Want some sex? Easy. The hair salons on X Star Road are full of girls, and the sauna center on X Lake is pretty good too. Where do you want to go?" The taxi driver perked up immediately and enthusiastically introduced the options.
"How much are they? Can you recommend one?"
"If you want something cheap, go to X Lake Sauna Center. Less than 200 yuan an hour, all-inclusive. If you want to stay overnight, go to X Star Road, find a prostitute and book a hotel room. The prostitute is 150 yuan, the madam is 50 yuan, plus the hotel room, it'll be 400 yuan."
Ladies and gentlemen, which would you choose? The cheaper one, of course!
"Let's go to X Lake then."
To thank the driver for his enthusiastic recommendation, I voluntarily paid an extra 10 yuan, my mind filled with fantasies of the erotic experience to come, unaware that I had already fallen into the driver's trap.
Less than half an hour later, we arrived at X Lake Sauna Center, where a gentleman greeted us.
The driver asked through the car window, "Do you have prostitutes?"
"Yes, what kind?"
"Pretty ones."
Hearing this exchange, I secretly rejoiced: it seems I've found the right place. Looking at the sauna center, it was quite large and glittering, so I figured the service should be good. So, amidst the chorus of "Welcome!" from several doormen, I strode confidently through the door.
After a quick shower, I entered the room. A moment later, a massage girl in a red dress entered. She was about 1.65 meters tall, a bit older, but still quite pleasing to the eye. My first words after settling into the bed were, "Miss, is this okay?"
"Sir, this is a legitimate sauna, we don't do that, but we do offer oil massages."
"Oil massage? How do you do that?"
"Where? Like, a handjob." The girl was quite frank.
I was rather disappointed, vaguely feeling I'd been tricked by the driver. But since I was already there, I figured I might as well go for it.
"Does the oil massage cost extra?"
"No, it's already included in the hourly rate."
Hearing this, I thought, "Not bad, quite fair." Reassured, I let the girl massage my back first and casually chatted with her. The girl claimed to be from Heilongjiang and hadn't been in the business long. Hearing I was from the north, I was somewhat pleased, even though I knew she was using the conversation to slack off, I didn't mind.
The phone rang shortly after. The masseuse said an hour was up and asked if I wanted to extend the session. My back wasn't finished, and my front hadn't even been touched, so I figured I'd extend it. Thinking this masseuse was incredibly lazy, I urged her to hurry.
She quickly finished the massage, and I knew it was time for the oil massage.
She first removed my loose shorts. I was a little nervous because the windows and doors were transparent, and I was worried about being seen. She reassured me it was fine, so I went along with it.
She climbed onto the bed, applied massage oil to her palms, and then applied it to my penis. My penis looked dejected, because I really wasn't interested in masturbating. I continued talking to the masseuse.
"You do this every day, you must have seen many of these things. What's different?" I asked with a smile.
"Of course there are differences, some are big, some are small, some are long, some are short."
"So what do you think of mine?"
"Hmm, not big. I once had a foreigner, and his was terrifyingly big! -- But it was beautiful."
I chuckled. It was true, while my penis wasn't small when erect, it wasn't large in its normal state. I was somewhat aware of this, but I didn't feel inferior. As for her praising my beauty, it was probably just a comforting remark.
We chatted idly, and gradually I started to feel something. My penis started to rise, but it wasn't very vigorous yet. Because of the lubrication, although it was slippery, the stimulation was reduced, and coupled with the distraction of talking, the feeling wasn't very strong.
The woman continued to slowly and deliberately stroke me, and I continued to talk slowly and deliberately, not deliberately controlling myself, but I just didn't feel like ejaculating. About twenty minutes passed like this, during which my penis rose and fell several times, but I still couldn't reach the peak.
I was already quite disappointed with the massage, but then the phone rang again. The woman dried her hands with a towel and said, "You're amazing, taking so long. Want to extend the time?"
I was secretly annoyed: two hours and she'd barely done anything, and she already wanted me to extend it! I was already in a bit of a rut!
Seeing that I wasn't going to extend the time, the woman haphazardly dried me off and handed me the slip to sign for a tip.
"How much?"
"Two hundred."
Damn, what a rip-off! So, two hours would cost me nearly five hundred yuan, and all I got was a few light scratches like she was tickling me.
I pointed to the words "tip as you like" on the slip and asked, "Isn't it supposed to be as you like?"
"No, it's two hundred according to the rules!" The woman's tone immediately changed; it seemed she was about to turn hostile.
"But I'm not finished yet!"
"If you want to continue, it'll be another hour; if you don't want to, this is the only option."
At this point, I was seething with anger, knowing I'd been tricked. What could I do? I had to accept it! I didn't say a word and handed her a 200 yuan tip.
The bill at the front desk: 468 yuan after the discount!
Later, when I left in a taxi, I found out that taxi drivers get a 20 yuan cut for bringing customers here. No wonder that driver was so enthusiastic in recommending it, even daring to leave his phone number so I could call him to pick me up! I really wanted to call and give him a piece of my mind, but I held back. Better safe than sorry; it's just a little extra money, right? But now my anger was burning even brighter; resolving this issue was the most urgent thing.
Brother, I'm reminding all friends looking for fun to be careful of this kind of thing!
[The End]

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