Not a very long story.
I was 20, about to turn 21. An acquaintance of mine decided it would be a good idea to go to the strip club. I agree. Keep in mind during this time period i was not on meds, and i was a raging, self deprecating, extremely depressed alcoholic. Empty inside.
I walk in, see all these whore foids dancing on tables and shit. Idgaf i sit down and these bitches finally sit down with us. They don't want me, they want my money. This is nothing but business. I don't care, I want to touch their bodies and hopefully fuck. This i merely transactional and i can pay the price.
This white emo foid whore 8/10 slut sits next to me and starts making small talk. There's no words to describe how much i don't give a fuck.
I tell her "Cut the BS, how much do i have to pay to see you naked right now?"
She says: "Give me $400 and we'll get a room for ourselves, a whole hour, and a bottle of champagne."
I've been so starved of female attention, that i immediately think we're gonna fuck, I agree. We head to the back, she gets naked and asks me to put some music she could dance to. Out of curiosity i play BMTH to see what she does. She gets naked, i touch her tits, her ass, her body.
She says "If you give me $150 right now i'll take everything off, even my panties"
At this point i'm already kinda drunk, i accept. I'm $550 dollars in. My acquaintance wants to join with another slut foid but has no money, for some FUCKING REASON I PAID FOR HIS ROOM. $950 dollars in.
She takes off her panties, i feel the shaved area of her pussy, im so aroused i cant describe it. she starts bouncing on top of my pants as if she was fucking me. i still have my clothes on. im thinking "Finally, it's time" I thought we would for sure gonna fuck. The hour runs out, but im sure they took advantage of the fact that i was drunk to tell me it was, when in reality it wasn't. I wanna fuck. I pay another $400. Now im over 1k in.
Same shit, dance dance and drink. But at the end of the night, no pussy for me.
I paid about $800 fucking dollars for her FUCKING COMPANY AND STILL DIDNT FUCK.
Next day. Acquaintance wants to go back. I agree. I was so depressed, lonely, down in the dumps mentally, on the border of suicide (once again) that i didn't care about the money, i thought maybe this time she will fuck me.
Long story short, she didn't. I ended up spending about $3000 on champagne, lapdances, and the fucking rooms but not a single goddamn stroke.
I gave her all this money, she completely used me, manipulated me (to be fair i am very at fault as well but oh well) and still didn't fucking fuck me.
AM I REALLY THAT DISGUSTING?!?!?!?!?! AM I REALLY THAT UNFUCKABLE!?!?!?!?!?
Yes i am at fault too because i agreed to go in the first place but fuck man. I was so down in the dumps. She made me feel loved, cared for, i felt the warmth of her body against mine. I know. Fucking pathetic. But deep down i know damn well it wasn't real. she was just taking my fucking money. a facade. The saddest part is that at the end of it i thought it was worth it because even though i didn't fuck at least i had a conversation with a foid, and held her in my arms. albeit it was all a facade for money.
Im still maidenless, except now im more blackpilled and pretty much have accepted that ill more than likely be bitchless for the rest of my life, so ive decided to focus on other things. ive stopped trying. ive also stopped drinking, and im taking meds. i dont feel as bad, but im still in pretty much the same situation.
fuck everything. her stripper name was teddy.
I was 20, about to turn 21. An acquaintance of mine decided it would be a good idea to go to the strip club. I agree. Keep in mind during this time period i was not on meds, and i was a raging, self deprecating, extremely depressed alcoholic. Empty inside.
I walk in, see all these whore foids dancing on tables and shit. Idgaf i sit down and these bitches finally sit down with us. They don't want me, they want my money. This is nothing but business. I don't care, I want to touch their bodies and hopefully fuck. This i merely transactional and i can pay the price.
This white emo foid whore 8/10 slut sits next to me and starts making small talk. There's no words to describe how much i don't give a fuck.
I tell her "Cut the BS, how much do i have to pay to see you naked right now?"
She says: "Give me $400 and we'll get a room for ourselves, a whole hour, and a bottle of champagne."
I've been so starved of female attention, that i immediately think we're gonna fuck, I agree. We head to the back, she gets naked and asks me to put some music she could dance to. Out of curiosity i play BMTH to see what she does. She gets naked, i touch her tits, her ass, her body.
She says "If you give me $150 right now i'll take everything off, even my panties"
At this point i'm already kinda drunk, i accept. I'm $550 dollars in. My acquaintance wants to join with another slut foid but has no money, for some FUCKING REASON I PAID FOR HIS ROOM. $950 dollars in.
She takes off her panties, i feel the shaved area of her pussy, im so aroused i cant describe it. she starts bouncing on top of my pants as if she was fucking me. i still have my clothes on. im thinking "Finally, it's time" I thought we would for sure gonna fuck. The hour runs out, but im sure they took advantage of the fact that i was drunk to tell me it was, when in reality it wasn't. I wanna fuck. I pay another $400. Now im over 1k in.
Same shit, dance dance and drink. But at the end of the night, no pussy for me.
I paid about $800 fucking dollars for her FUCKING COMPANY AND STILL DIDNT FUCK.
Next day. Acquaintance wants to go back. I agree. I was so depressed, lonely, down in the dumps mentally, on the border of suicide (once again) that i didn't care about the money, i thought maybe this time she will fuck me.
Long story short, she didn't. I ended up spending about $3000 on champagne, lapdances, and the fucking rooms but not a single goddamn stroke.
I gave her all this money, she completely used me, manipulated me (to be fair i am very at fault as well but oh well) and still didn't fucking fuck me.
AM I REALLY THAT DISGUSTING?!?!?!?!?! AM I REALLY THAT UNFUCKABLE!?!?!?!?!?
Yes i am at fault too because i agreed to go in the first place but fuck man. I was so down in the dumps. She made me feel loved, cared for, i felt the warmth of her body against mine. I know. Fucking pathetic. But deep down i know damn well it wasn't real. she was just taking my fucking money. a facade. The saddest part is that at the end of it i thought it was worth it because even though i didn't fuck at least i had a conversation with a foid, and held her in my arms. albeit it was all a facade for money.
Im still maidenless, except now im more blackpilled and pretty much have accepted that ill more than likely be bitchless for the rest of my life, so ive decided to focus on other things. ive stopped trying. ive also stopped drinking, and im taking meds. i dont feel as bad, but im still in pretty much the same situation.
fuck everything. her stripper name was teddy.
