In my early days as a PSO I had a very sweet client for a short amount of time. He was submissive; I’ll call him Sweet Slave. SS was very frank about what he was wanted. We never did any sort of fantasy or role play. He wanted to be a live in slave.
When SS asked if I was looking for a live in I told him no and that I was married. That’s not my normal answer because most of the time clients don’t want the truth. I have many guys who say they want to be my live in. This is just a lead in to a fantasy. They hint what they want and I pretend they’ll become my slave, weaving their kink into the fantasy.
But SS was different. Right away I sensed his feet were firmly planted in reality. He sounded very lonely and sincere. We still did calls even though we both acknowledged I wouldn’t be his real life Mistress. Since we both were kinky we talked about the lifestyle instead. He told me about his past history of serving Mistresses. Talking with him felt more like a therapy session than a phone sex call.
One day I had a message from SS. He said he wanted a session and asked me to call him at a certain time. This was perfectly normal so I did just that.
But Sweet Slave didn’t answer. Another man answered and I backpedaled and said I must have the wrong number. The man instantly got testy, asking if I was calling for [Sweet Slave’s real name].
This made me feel panicked. This was during my first year as a PSO and nothing like this had ever happened to me. What to do?
Again I said I had the wrong number. As I was about to hang up the man started snapping at me. He told me he knew who I was and his brother wasn’t allowed to talk to “those kind of people anymore”. He continued to tell me that his brother was “sick” and they were going to get him some help.
SS had told me he was living with family so I believed this man was his brother. I knew better than to pick a fight with him. I did tell say “I don’t think he’s sick.” He snapped back and told me that he was and that I wasn’t to call again.
Did I put the slightest dent into his brother’s condemnation? Who knows. But I had to say something. His judgmental tone was horrible.
Sweet Slave never called me again.
Sex Work And Compassion Series
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Sex Work and Compassion: Self Hating Client
Sex Work And Compassion: I Show No Compassion
Sex Work And Compassion: Death In A Client’s Family
Sex Work And Compassion: A Call From Baghdad
Sex Work And Compassion: A Client Shows Me Compassion
Posted by Vixen as PSO Confessions at 11:05 PM CDT