Hetaeras about hetaeras
Sexworker´s gossip. Contributions by Salomé Bathus and other hetaries. Too precious to be for sale. Without advertising – except for ourselves! All rights reserved – but distribution in Social Media are welcome.
The man from Adlon
He is bashful but we smile encouragingly. We are enjoying the game…
Life Changing Sex
The bespoken phenomenon
The smell of money
What if I find him repulsive? A client who doesn’t turn me on visually — or worse, disgusts me? What then?
My First Rodeo
‘How was it?’ they ask me curiously, blinking and grinning broadly. How was my first date as a hetaera?
‘Why don’t you give her a glass of champagne first?’
Take a walk on the wild side
He’s neither quite Joan of Arc, nor quite Fairy Carabosse, nor quite Rothbart. Will he free me from invisible chains, condemn me to a hundred years of sleep, or perhaps turn me into a swan?
MY FLUFFY ANGORA BUNNY
Every hotel room in this world is a gateway to non-time. You draw the curtains. And you see, the room is everywhere in the world at once.
Starfish
Juliette´s first time with a callboy
The whore in a schoolgirl
by Mika Salaí
Stay with me
by Mika Salaí One of my favourite things about heterosexual marriages is their cultural practice of playing Sam Smith’s song Stay with Me at their wedding. Because it just makes me wonder. Wonder wether they know. Wether they are laughingly aware of its...
The Whore Maker
Ever since I’ve launched this high-class escort service platform with a feminist touch, three to five women on average apply for a job with me every week. Because of me, they all want to become prostitutes.
Selling love
When people say people like me sell love, they touch upon an interesting linguistic ‘blunder’. After all, love is not buyable, and the fact that it can’t be bought is perhaps the inner contradiction of prostitution…
Party times
One should not be deceived by ambitious power politics and an overbearing desire for pleasure; both are symptoms of the blackest depression. Instead of striving to win a kingdom of heaven through religious zeal or a place in history through heroic deeds, all that remains is the modest desire to pass their earthly existence in lust: life as “nothing but the fattest possible last meal”