No need to tell you who it was. Her and her pimp are sitting in a jail cell and won't get bail until Tuesday. Phone is in evidence. The pics weren't hers.
I will spare you the boring details leading up to it. However there is an invaluable lesson to be passed along here...the cops are on our side in this.
Incall at an upscale hotel downtown. Chick takes my money, goes to the closet and puts it in there somewhere while I get undressed.
Chick comes away and then tells me that she can't provide the service. WTF?!?! OK...so I get dressed and demanded my money back. Chick tells me that she can't do that. WTF?!?!? I demand my money back again and again she tells me she can't.
So I walk over to the closet, open the door, and the big scary black pimp jumped out and starts chucking knuckles. And then as he's doing this he grabs my shirt and starts dragging me to the door as she opens it, and starts yelling at the top of his lungs to get out of their room.
I'm sure the thinking these morons had was that most guys would be just too embarrassed to stay around for all the bullshit. Why get into an altercation when the hotel staff are gonna come up, and then involve the cops, and then deal with the aftermath and all that bullshit and then explain why you were there? Better to just get out of the room, write off the money and go away with your tail tucked in between your legs and write it off.
Nope. Not this time. This time I went berserk on the scumbag. He got the first 5 or 6 shots in on me, and ripped away on my shirt when I didn't know what was happening. After that I laid a bloody beating on that piece of shit. While this was happening the girl decided to take a few shots at me in the face while I was busy with him - so she got blasted in the face multiple times for her troubles (and it wasn't pretty). I won't talk about duration or quantities or anything else because of course this is under investigation right now. But let's just say that all the blood all over the carpets and walls in the hotel room and hallway was both of theirs - and they deserved everything they got.
And then when the hotel manager ran up I eased up on things, I mounted the faggot and held him down with a forearm to his neck and or throat depending on which way up he was squirming, and kept him under wraps until the cops came. I was nervous about this part because of course you never know how they are going to treat you for what part you did in the whole thing - but I told them the exact truth including the details of why I was there and what I was doing. They took photos of the entire text messages leading up the appt so there's no mistaking what it was I was doing there.
And thankfully they didn't pass judgment on me and they didn't turn things around on me.
At the end the detectives arrested the two of them - the girl and the pimp - and told me they were in a cell over the entire long weekend because they were a flight risk and a bail hearing wouldn't be available until the long weekend was over, and they were being charged. He said I wasn't in any trouble at all and they were all very, very happy that these two decided to pick on the wrong guy and that I was able to beat the shit out of them instead of them doing it to someone else who wouldn't be able to defend themselves.
The outcome was pretty satisfying all things considered. I managed to be able to dish out some street justice on them and not suffer the repercussions of the law which seems to happen all too often these days.
Let this be a lesson to you assholes out there that do this. The cops won't protect you if the guy you're assaulting decides that he doesn't give two fucks even if he's there for a "massage".
I will spare you the boring details leading up to it. However there is an invaluable lesson to be passed along here...the cops are on our side in this.
Incall at an upscale hotel downtown. Chick takes my money, goes to the closet and puts it in there somewhere while I get undressed.
Chick comes away and then tells me that she can't provide the service. WTF?!?! OK...so I get dressed and demanded my money back. Chick tells me that she can't do that. WTF?!?!? I demand my money back again and again she tells me she can't.
So I walk over to the closet, open the door, and the big scary black pimp jumped out and starts chucking knuckles. And then as he's doing this he grabs my shirt and starts dragging me to the door as she opens it, and starts yelling at the top of his lungs to get out of their room.
I'm sure the thinking these morons had was that most guys would be just too embarrassed to stay around for all the bullshit. Why get into an altercation when the hotel staff are gonna come up, and then involve the cops, and then deal with the aftermath and all that bullshit and then explain why you were there? Better to just get out of the room, write off the money and go away with your tail tucked in between your legs and write it off.
Nope. Not this time. This time I went berserk on the scumbag. He got the first 5 or 6 shots in on me, and ripped away on my shirt when I didn't know what was happening. After that I laid a bloody beating on that piece of shit. While this was happening the girl decided to take a few shots at me in the face while I was busy with him - so she got blasted in the face multiple times for her troubles (and it wasn't pretty). I won't talk about duration or quantities or anything else because of course this is under investigation right now. But let's just say that all the blood all over the carpets and walls in the hotel room and hallway was both of theirs - and they deserved everything they got.
And then when the hotel manager ran up I eased up on things, I mounted the faggot and held him down with a forearm to his neck and or throat depending on which way up he was squirming, and kept him under wraps until the cops came. I was nervous about this part because of course you never know how they are going to treat you for what part you did in the whole thing - but I told them the exact truth including the details of why I was there and what I was doing. They took photos of the entire text messages leading up the appt so there's no mistaking what it was I was doing there.
And thankfully they didn't pass judgment on me and they didn't turn things around on me.
At the end the detectives arrested the two of them - the girl and the pimp - and told me they were in a cell over the entire long weekend because they were a flight risk and a bail hearing wouldn't be available until the long weekend was over, and they were being charged. He said I wasn't in any trouble at all and they were all very, very happy that these two decided to pick on the wrong guy and that I was able to beat the shit out of them instead of them doing it to someone else who wouldn't be able to defend themselves.
The outcome was pretty satisfying all things considered. I managed to be able to dish out some street justice on them and not suffer the repercussions of the law which seems to happen all too often these days.
Let this be a lesson to you assholes out there that do this. The cops won't protect you if the guy you're assaulting decides that he doesn't give two fucks even if he's there for a "massage".
