"The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

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"The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby sam » Wed Oct 07, 2009 9:10 am

Why I Slept with 1300 Women
The affections of a woman have to be won through the peacock dance of success and refinement, or through the deceit of lies. And then sustained for years through many strange virtues, or more lies. The price of love, above all, is monogamy. Sebastian Horseley decided to break free. And he slept with over 1,300 women paying them over £115,000. This is his story.

I remember the first time I had sex—I still have the receipt. The girl was alive, as far as I could tell, she was warm and she was better than nothing. She cost me £20.

I was 16 then and I’m 47 now. I have spent 25 years throwing my money and heart at tarts. I have slept with every nationality in every position in every country. From high-class call girls at £1,000 a pop to the meat-rack girls of Soho at £15, I have probably slept with more than 1,300 prostitutes, at a cost of £115,000.

I am a connoisseur of prostitution: I can take its bouquet, taste it, roll it around my mouth, give you the vintage. I have used brothels, saunas, private homes from the Internet and ordered girls to my flat prompt as pizza. While we are on the subject, I have also run a brothel. And I have been a male escort. I wish I was more ashamed. But I’m not. I love prostitutes and everything about them. And I care about them so much I don’t want them to be made legal.

In English brothels you shuffle into a seedy room so dim you can only meet the girl by Braille. But in New York last year I sat on a four-poster bed while 10 girls paraded in front of me one by one, like bowls of sushi on a carousel. “Hi,” they would say, “I’m Tiffany”, “I’m Harmony”, “I’m Michelle”, and I would rise and kiss them. It was so touching, so sweet, so kind. There should always, no matter what, be politeness. It is the way the outside world should work, selfishly but honestly.

The great thing about sex with whores is the excitement and variety. If you say you’re enjoying sex with the same person after a couple of years, you’re either a liar or on something. Of all the sexual perversions, monogamy is the most unnatural. Most of our affairs run the usual course. Fever. Boredom. Trapped. This explains much of the friction in our lives—love being the delusion that one woman differs from another. But with brothels there is always the exhilaration of not knowing what you’re going to get.

The problem with normal sex is that it leads to kissing and pretty soon you’ve got to talk to them. Once you know someone well the last thing you want to do is screw them. I like to give, never to receive; to have the power of the host, not the obligation of the guest. I can stop writing this and within two minutes I can be chained, in the arms of a whore. I know I am going to score and I know they don’t really want me. And within 10 minutes I am back writing. What I hate are meaningless and heartless one-night stands where you tell all sorts of lies to get into bed with a woman you don’t care for. The worst things in life are free. Value seems to need a price tag. How can we respect a woman who doesn’t value herself? When I was young I used to think it wasn’t who you wanted to have sex with that was important, but who you were comfortable with socially and spiritually. Now I know that’s rubbish. It’s who you want to have sex with that’s important. In the past I have deceived the women I have been with. You lie to two people in your life; your partner and the police. Everyone else gets the truth.

Part of me used to enjoy the deception. There was something about the poverty of desire with one’s girlfriend. Sex without betrayal I found meaningless. Without cruelty there was no banquet. Having a secret life is exhilarating. I also have problems with unpaid-for sex. I am repulsed by the animality of the body, by its dirt and decay. The horror for me is the fact that the sublime, the beautiful and the divine are inextricable from basic animal functions. For some reason money mitigates this. Because it is anonymous. What I hate with women generally is the intimacy, the invasion of my innermost space, the slow strangulation of my art. The writer chained for life to the routine of a wage slave and the ritual of copulation. When I love somebody, I feel sort of trapped. Three years ago, I was saved. I found a girl whom I could fall in love with… and sleep with prostitutes with. She sends me to brothels to sleep with women for her. I buy her girls for her birthday and we go to whorehouses together. I am free forever from the damp, dark prison of eternal love.

A prostitute exists outside the establishment. She is either rejected by it or in opposition to it, or both. It takes courage to cross this line. She deserves our respect, not our punishment. And certainly not our pity or prayers.

Of course, the general feeling in this country [the UK] is that the man is somehow exploiting the woman, but I don’t believe this. In fact, the prostitute and the client, like the addict and the dealer, is the most successfully exploitative relationship of all. And the most pure. It is free of ulterior motives. There is no squalid power game. The man is not taking and the woman is not giving. The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all.

Why does a sleazy bastard like me like whores so much? Why pay for it? The problem is that the modern woman is a prostitute who doesn’t deliver the goods. Teasers are never pleasers; they greedily accept presents to seal a contract and then break it. At least the whore pays the flesh that’s haggled for. The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money usually costs a lot less.

But it is more than this. What I want is the sensation of sex without the boredom of its conveyance. Brothels make possible contacts of astounding physical intimacy without the intervention of personality. I love the artificial paradise; the anonymity; using money, the most impersonal instrument of intimacy to buy the most personal act of intimacy. Lust over love, sensation over security, and to fall into a woman’s arms without falling into her hands.

Having an instinctive sympathy for those condemned by conventional society, I wanted to cross the line myself. To pay for sex is to strip away the veneer of artifice and civilisation and connect with the true animal nature of man. Some men proudly proclaim that they have never paid for it. Are they saying that money is more sacred than sex?

But one of the main reasons I enjoy prostitutes is because I enjoy breaking the law—another reason I don’t want brothels made legal. There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it desirable. When I have dinner every evening in Soho I always think: isn’t scampi delicious—what a pity it isn’t illegal. I’m sure I am not alone in this. Even Adam himself did not want the apple for the apple’s sake; he wanted it only because it was forbidden.

As for the girls, the argument is that making it legal will somehow make it safer, but Soho has one of the lowest crime rates in the country. Anyway, crime and risk are part of the texture of life. Indeed, Freud tells us: ‘Life loses interest when the highest stake in the game of living, life itself, may not be risked.’ Risk is what separates the good part of life from the tedium.

I decided to ask my Claudia, my favourite prostitute. I first spotted her in the street in Knightsbridge ten years ago and was so taken by her haunted beauty that I decided to follow her. There was an air of great quality about Claudia. The faces of English girls look as if there is not enough material to go round. They have thin lips and papery eyelids, box jawbones, prominent Adam’s apples and withered hearts. Claudia looks Mediterranean—her lips are full and curly, her nostrils flared, her eyes black and as big as saucers.

She walked and I stalked all the way to Soho and down Brewer Street. No. No way. She couldn’t be! She turned, and walked into a brothel. I couldn’t believe it. I could fuck Raquel Welch for £25.

When I ask if she wants prostitution legalised, she reacts violently: “No way! I tried to take a regular job a few months ago. After tax and national insurance I was left with practically nothing. So I came back here. On a good day here I can take £500. I don’t have a pimp, so after paying the overheads and the maid I’ve got more than enough.” There you are. Income tax has made more liars out of the British people than prostitution.

I know a little bit about the business side. Some years ago I became a madam and a male escort. I turned one of the rooms in my flat in Shepherd Market into a knocking shop and joined an escort agency. I went into prostitution looking for love, not money. That said, I always took cash. The women wanted company, someone willing to please at the midnight hour, and straight sex. It was nerve-wracking wondering if I was going to be able to get it up or get on, but at least I had a valid reason for liking my lovers—they paid me. I didn’t care if someone called me a whore and a pimp.

So you see, I have always been a prostitute by sympathy. As for the rest of society, prostitution is the mirror of man, and man has never been in danger of becoming bogged down in beauty. So why don’t we leave it alone? Or learn to love it, like me? Sex is one of the most wholesome, spiritual and natural things money can buy. And like all games, it becomes more interesting when played for money. And even more so when it is illegal.

Hookers and drunks instinctively understand that common sense is the enemy of romance. Will the bureaucrats and politicians please leave us some unreality. I know what you are thinking. That it’s all very well for people like me to idealise whores and thieves; to think that the street is somehow noble and picturesque; I have never had to live there. But so what? One day I will. Until such time, I have to pay for it. How else would someone young, rich and handsome get sex in this city? Yes, yes, I know. Prostitution is obscene, debasing and disgraceful. The point is, so am I.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby pisaquari » Wed Oct 07, 2009 2:43 pm

Where was this published?
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby sam » Wed Oct 07, 2009 3:04 pm

Originally in the Guardian a few years ago, but it gets revived every now and again, lately by Andrew Sullivan.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby berryblade » Thu Oct 08, 2009 12:10 am

115 000 pounds?

That's about $AUD204 000

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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby delphyne » Thu Oct 08, 2009 4:11 am

I knew it would be Sebastian Horsley the minute I saw the title. What a scumbag. He's pals with the IUSW too.

Mind you he is one of the very few out and proud johns.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby sam » Thu Oct 08, 2009 7:51 am

delphyne wrote:Mind you he is one of the very few out and proud johns.


Only because of sex negativity though, not because men feel any shame about legally paying for sex. Once abolishionist sex negativity is conquered we'll see hundreds of thousands of men who have legally purchased sex come out of the closet they've been pushed into by the unfair anti-sex stigma of their legal consumption.

Sebastian's attitude is reminiscent of nihilistic self-loathing as expressed in bad pre-teen poetry I've since burned, the kind that reeks of forced indifference to an obvious joy bankruptcy.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby laurelin » Thu Oct 08, 2009 9:17 am

I'd say this guy is the purest fucker of all.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby phio gistic » Fri Oct 09, 2009 2:57 am

I feel like the author is hoping that we will be so appalled at being on the same side of an issue with a sociopath like him that we immediately give up the fight against legalization?

I actually like the essay. It exposes kernels of truth - that johns are pathetic little monsters, that the author loathes women, and gets sexual enjoyment only from being cruel to them. I look forward to the day when he, rather than the prostituted person, is the criminal.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby sam » Fri Oct 09, 2009 10:32 am

phio gistic wrote:appalled at being on the same side of an issue with a sociopath like him


Privileged goth teen sociopath is a common breed; Mickey Z likes his porn "dirty, the way it ought to be."

The axis of Sebastian's personality revolves around paying for prostitutes, literally making him a dude who has to buy himself a life. It would be comical but that the lifestyle he's paying for is the right to rape.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby thebewilderness » Fri Oct 09, 2009 11:39 am

"The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"


The asshat is mistaken about this.
The purest fuck of all is when he fucks himself.
I think he should go fuck himself right away.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby feminamist » Fri Oct 09, 2009 7:04 pm

Oh such a way with words Bewilderness! Perfect. 8)

He is seriously, seriously deluded.
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Re: "The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"

Postby fullhumanity » Sun Apr 04, 2010 8:04 pm

thebewilderness wrote:
"The whore fuck is the purest fuck of all"


The asshat is mistaken about this.
The purest fuck of all is when he fucks himself.
I think he should go fuck himself right away.



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