Portrait of a Courtesan (c. 1520) by Palma Vecchio

I always find it interesting to hear opinions on the classes of sex workers and who fits where.  As I mentioned in my post about ship girls, we ship girls were considered pretty darn low-class for having sex with sailors, yet I found that the clients were some of the loveliest and kindest men I have ever met, and the payment equaled or was better than some ladies made of an evening in a parlour.

The parlour girls and the ship girls both looked down on each other in a way that is not dissimilar to the way that strippers and hookers look at each other disapprovingly.  A man I knew who had been in love with a stripper told me that she had never crossed over.  When I asked him to clarify, he said that he meant she had never sunk so low as to have sex for money.  I see, I said with pursed lips.  While not wanting to offend the stripper community (after all, some of my best friends are strippers, haha) I myself find it more enjoyable having sex for money in the privacy of my own boudoir than I would gyrating around a pole and flashing my pussy to the many cheering men in a crowded room which may or may not include someone I know in my other life.

That was back in the day and it seems that nothing has changed, I still can not resist a sexy dude. Click To Tweet

However each to their own, I’m a bit jealous of the guts that stripping must take and the reality is that I’ve always been far too horny to be a cock-tease who holds off on putting out and I could never understand the reasoning behind saving my virginity for marriage either.  That was back in the day and it seems that nothing has changed, I still can not resist a sexy dude.

It’s the same with ladies who only do sensual massage.  I can’t see the point in their looking down on full-service girls.  It’s still intimate, you still get your clothes off.  Do you really think those that are not involved in the sex industry think you are any less sleazy because you are technically one step removed from a prostitute by not letting the other naked person in the room touch you?  I think not.  We’re all tarnished by that brush so what the hell.

Whore-class: defined by the status/wealth of the client you fuck, how much he pays, how the fuck for money is procured, how the sex worker is presented & where/how said fuck takes place. Click To Tweet

I would never claim to be a high-class hooker, despite having worked in places where they market themselves as high-class establishments and charge accordingly.  High-class is just not what I have ever aspired to be, even in my private life, I like to think I am not one who has airs and graces, although I admit to preferring beauty and comfort and some of my daily essentials like fragrance, for instance, are at the top end of the parfum cost spectrum, but those are mere material things, and I prefer a simple life rather than the extremes of consumption Michael Jackson style.  I scoff about those who try to live like that, (ok so I am not all sweetness and light) and I know that there is a world where high-class ladies discretely serve very rich men sexually, but in my travels I’ve only ever met one sex-worker who really was what could be called a high-class tart.

I guess if high-class sex work is defined by the status or wealth of the client you fuck and how much he pays, how the fuck for money is procured, how the sex worker is presented and where and how said fuck takes place, then my friend who I will call Serena, really takes the cake.  It happened that she already was a sex worker (that’s how I knew her) but also a very sweet-faced long-limbed part-time model, a cross between the elegant Grace Kelly and down to earth girl-next-door, who one day, in a night club was approached by a foreigner (an assistant to a member of a royal family) who was looking for someone just like her to be present at an island resort so that his employer, the royal family member, could pick her up and she would not know who he was, as she was not from that country, and he would seduce her and she would happily go along with it.  No regular, garden variety sex worker would do.  He was prepared to pay top dollar for a hooker who did not seem to be one and the client himself would not have to be confronted with any handling of cash, and any suggestion that he was paying for sex.

Funnily enough he had no idea that she was used to receiving money for sex, but the money that was on offer was very impressive.  It made the luxurious trip abroad profitable enough so that even a non-sex working beauty would have probably seriously considered it before storming off in a huff at the insult.  Serena was paid unbelievably well for three days of sex, her first class flights were paid for, she was given money for a new wardrobe with suggestions of which kind of items to select, and it all happened in amazingly beautiful surroundings, she had had a grand old high-class time.  But she was still a hooker.

If you are more fuckable because you are younger and prettier and generally more sexually desirable, all power to you. Click To Tweet

Every man I’ve ever known though who claims to have gone out with or known a sex worker I’ve noticed tends to make the distinction that she is high class.  I don’t have a problem with that really.  I think the intention is quite respectful in fact.  Sex workers who claim to only see high-class men though, thinking that it will make them seem high class by association, I find a conundrum.  The hope is that a higher fee will be able to be commanded due to the higher class client having a higher income, and why not, if you are more fuckable because you are younger and prettier and generally more sexually desirable, all power to you.

I find men of all socio economic groups very pleasing if they can bring a smile to my face one way or other. I like a naughty man who can tell me rude jokes too. Click To Tweet

In my experience, men come in all shapes and sizes regardless of whether that they are high-class or not.  Cocks all look fabulously similar once a man gets naked and I have found men in a variety of income brackets can potentially be equally skillful in the bedroom department.  As long as they take care of washing themselves thoroughly in my ensuite bathroom I find most men quite a turn on so I can usually take care of the rest, and it really doesn’t bother me if they are high-class by society’s standards or not.  In fact, I find men of all socio economic groups very pleasing if they can bring a smile to my face one way or other.  I like a naughty man who can tell me rude jokes too.  And I don’t even mind a bit of farting and belching, and that’s not even just by me!  The niceties of course do appeal to me: polite language and generally being a good sort, and a man who approaches the time spent with me positively and appreciatively will always be considered mighty fine by me.

Let's just enjoy what we are good at and create the scenario that feels right for us. Live and let live. Click To Tweet

Sex work is sex work, no matter what class of sex work you do, whether it is escorting to 5 star hotels or to celebrity parties, sucking cocks down the back in hostess bars, working in gentlemen’s clubs, sensual massaging with a happy ending, parlour work, street walking, pro domming, whatever!  Sex work even of the perceived highest class will always be looked down upon by those who feel a need to look down, but to quote a famous bloke, “let those who are without sin, cast the first stone”.  Most of us have a few little secrets that others could judge us harshly for.  Let’s just enjoy what we are good at and create the scenario that feels right for us.  Live and let live.