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 smell of money

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?

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My First Rodeo

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?’

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Take a walk on the wild side

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?

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MY FLUFFY ANGORA BUNNY

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.

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Stay with me

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...

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The Whore Maker

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.

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Selling love

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…

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Party times

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”

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Intimate Memories of a Little Girl Smashing Chocolate Bunnies in Las Vegas

Intimate Memories of a Little Girl Smashing Chocolate Bunnies in Las Vegas

Djuna: What do you want to break?

Elsa: A chocolate Easter bunny.

Djuna: What was your most carefree, easy moment?

Elsa: Last summer: swimming naked in the ocean and then nestling my cold body against the warm rock.

Djuna: What would you like to experience with a guest that you haven’t yet?

Elsa: New Year’s Eve in Las Vegas.

Djuna: What do you love about Haetera?

Elsa: That we all are all a bit crazy and get to nurture it!

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Against violence

Against violence

The conditions under which women are always in danger of being considered as a whore, whether she wants to or not, are already in place before any decision can be made. The only choice that is left is to cower in shame and to assume a role characterised by an ever-insufficient humility – or to break with the rules. Prostitution as a result is the litmus test of feminism. Violence against women is violence against whores. Whether feminism is actually worthy of its name is ultimately decided by the question whether it is also the feminism of whores.

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