in this society where women rule our minds (every advertiser will throw a bikini babe to sell a beer), where orgasm is bombarded as a motto into our brain, we are tantalized evryday with the fun, the joy and the pleasure of babedom.
Movies, tv shows, and even bare pierce navel scream: ain't this great? Ain't she cute?
And then you end up all day with your dick in your hand because this is not the real world: women don't throw themselves at us every minute like the fiction we are force fed every day suggest.
So paying for sex evens the score, suspends our disbelief and alleviates (for a short time) the addiction we are forced into all day.
i'ts also a way not just to have sex, but sex the way we want it, without passing for insensitive or egotistical. I like to politely tell my SPs what to do to me. I like them to dress up, role play, be the fantasy stereotypes (innocent girl next door, naughty librarian, horny bridesmaid, submissive secretary, kinky MILF) that the sex industry dangles (no pun intended) in front of us. paying for sex is the ultimate video game: you get, for a brief fugitive and illusory time, to be someone you'll never be; in control of your sex life with a partner of your choice, and able to change it as much as society suggest you do and tells you not to do if you do it for real.
Sorry, I hope I made myself clear
