Welkom our sin city

I've been following the story of all the brothels and taverns being closed in Welkom.

This businessman Daniël Rune, who owned these clubs, lured girls and then held them against their will, using them like pieces of meet for his own greed. The girls ranged from 15 years old and up.

What kind of a man pays money to have sex with a 15 year old girl?

Daniël Rune, is the lowest of the low. A predator and a demon. It wasn't bad enough that he was trafficking these young girls to anybody with a couple of hundred bucks in his pocket, he also made life for them incredibly difficult.

He took 70% of everything they made, then made them pay him rent for the rooms they were kept prisoner in. Can you believe that? You do all the work. You are forced against your will to do all kinds of horrible things and then told to pay for it from the measly 30% they allow you to earn?

Daniël Rune: I hope you are raped over and over again in prison. I hope with every fiber of my soul that you learn first hand exactly what it feels like to be forced into performing sexual acts against your will.

As a matter of fact. I think I should start a collection. I'll raise money and pay the biggest ugliest bastard in the prison he's sent to do just that and more.

Well done to the cops.

OMG!!!!!

So one Tuesday I wrote about my mate looking for sexy SA content and I received about 12 e-mails from girls interested. Now I have a policy when approaching this sort of thing because I get plenty of mail from wankers with way too much time on their hands. I get the girls to chat to me on skype and then while we're chatting instruct them to take a picture of themselves on their phones with a personal message and mail it to me. It works every time.

Two of the girls, Vixen and Baby-Stace were two of these girls. After verifying they were who they said they were, they both mailed me about 5 pics each of themselves completely naked. WOW! Vixen for one is fucking sexy and Stace is a princess.

So I mailed their pics to my mate and he loved them. He's already sent me money to get the girls shot by a pro in three nude spreads consisting of 40 pics each shoot and arrange a 25 minute video of these two babes going at it!

I spoke to them both this morning and they are keen. They've been paid $1000 each as an initiation fee. It's to make them feel comfortable and if he buys the stuff, they'll make about another $5k each. Not bad for a days work. I will of course advise them to rather enter into a profit sharing deal with their content because they'll earn more.

Shit I'm excited. Guess what I'm doing on Saturday?

Could we be getting a porn industry?

Morning.

Sorry for the lack of a post yesterday. I'm hectic at the moment so don't expect too much today or tomorrow either.

A good mate of mine, Jordan Tate, who owns and operates a very successful porn site out of Miami was here in South Africa for the World Cup final. I met with him yesterday before he flew back to the states and the topic of conversation was porn.

What he plans to do is buy original content of South African girls on his site. It's a great opportunity if you're keen to break into the industry but have no idea how to go about it. You simply mail him your pics, if he likes them he can either buy them outright or if you're patient, retain ownership and earn money each time one of his customers downloads them.

His site is also linked to over 270 other porn sites and he'll act as your manager in the States and possibly book you for movies.

This is a great opportunity. I always tell girls that mail me about their interest in breaking into porn to be aware of the guy with a camera and an urge. There's so much more to it than that. If you want to break into porn do it properly. Don't waste your time with an amateur. Get paid straight away. If there's no money then walk away!

It's the intimacy

I sat down last night to think about what I was going to write in order to follow up on yesterdays post about Miss Shay. I've said everything that needs to be said about how this woman affects me sexually, but what about the woman herself?

One thing I always ask is "why?" I didn't ask her this for some reason. I think it's because she comes across as so self assured I figured that her reasons were honest. So I didn't ask.

What I can tell you though is that her views on her clients are where they're supposed to be. She focuses on intimacy, believing that the time spent with a client needs to be precious. She admits to loving her clients and ensuring that every minute spent with them is about them. A true courtesan is a healer. If you don't know what I mean then you've never spent time with someone who knows that a "date" is more than just the sex. A true courtesan will give you something you have no idea you were looking for, but once you've received it, you'll never be the same. You'll crave it all the time.

Can you think of the greatest feeling you ever had? Perhaps you got a promotion? The day you got married? Do you remember that feeling? It's the internal happiness that someone gets that is truly the greatest gift on the planet. Something that makes you feel so good to be you. The king of the world, unstoppable, a hero, a god. A true courtesan like Miss Shay will make you feel all this and more.

Don't believe me? Give her a try.

Sex Appeal Oozing off her like a wet sponge.

This is the only way I can think about describing Miss Shay as I watched her climb out her car.

I've met a few women in the industry, but none are as open, as friendly and as intelligent as her. We clicked immediately, the shackles and guarded expressions gone instantly. She has this incredible way of making you feel like you've known her for years.

Miss Shay is fairly new to the industry. Yes she's paid her dues, but she has a philosophy about life and about love that I can seriously relate to. Full of life, full of dreams and full of unexplained mystery that can draw a man completely in. She captivated me from the first smile, right through to the kiss goodbye. She's left me wanting and needing more of her.

Now normally when I meet a girl in the industry there is one topic of conversation. Sex. Not this though. We spoke about everything. It was fun.

But sticking to the theme of things today, here's my personal views of her from a sexual point of view. I'm a little tired having had four meetings today, starting from 7am this morning so I'll post more tomorrow on Miss Shay the person. So here's the pervert in me.

Miss Shay is sexy. She comes with the whole package. Good looking. Blond, green eyes that you can't help but fall in love with. I'm pretty subtle when it comes to checking a woman out and I hope I wasn't too obvious in the way I couldn't take my eyes off her body. If I was I'm not going to apologize. She has the type of body you want rubbing against you. The breasts of a goddess, the legs of an athlete and the ass...Lets put it this way. I'm not sure if she enjoys anal, but I wouldn't hesitate if I got the chance.

She's a total flirt and doesn't hide her sex appeal. Oh. AND she smells fucking great. The way a woman is supposed to smell. Not under a haze of exotic perfume. Just a clean feminine smell that drives a man wild.

I've been trying to think of a way to sum her up in a single sentence. Something that can relay the impact a brief get together of just over an hour can fully explain. Fact is I can't. So I'll end today's unscheduled blog off with this.

If ever there was a woman I've wanted this badly I can't remember it. In fact I want to go down on her. I'm willing to bet I just spent a little time with a BELTER of a babe that could easily blow my mind with her sexual abilities.

Meeting the Classy Courtesan

A quick one today, because I'm absolutely hectic. I'm working on four deadlines to get 3 different magazines to print by this afternoon.

I recently wrote about a gorgeous courtesan by the name of Miss Shay. I'm happy to let you guys know that her website is live and it's looking great. There's also some really nice pics up for all you perverts. So go have some fun. But please do me a favour. Check out her FAQ and price list before contacting her so you don't waste her time.

www.courtesanshay.co.za

I've had the pleasure of chatting to her via e-mail and I'm meeting her tomorrow for coffee and I can tell you she really is a classy lady. Well worth your time in getting to know her better.

So tomorrow there will be no post, but I will let you all know how my meeting with her went. We'll be meeting at a nice place for coffee so I won't be able to take advantage of her, but I will be taking in the full sight of her luscious curves. God this woman has the breasts of a goddess!

Till tomorrow. Have fun!

My 23rd birthday

Back in time here for me. 11 years to be exact.

When I broke into writing for hustler in the U.K, it was a career path my mother wasn't very happy with. "It's not like I'm in the movies or posing for the magazine here mom." That didn't mean much to her. It was the fact I was promoting and endorsing porn.

My dad though, was quiet on the whole thing. I knew why, he knew why. The reason I got a job was because I answered an advert I saw in his bloody copy of Hustler!

Now my dad was a simple man. He loved my mom. As far as I know he was faithful. BUT, he loved his kids. He also loved his porn. I got my first introduction into erotic movies at age 11 when me an d my older sister snuck a VHS copy of a movie called "Nurses" out his cupboard and slapped it into the video machine.

11 year old boys should NOT be exposed to porn. That movie affected me badly. I vomited four times in the space of fifteen minutes while watching these chics lick some hairy guys cum of each other. I vowed to never again watch that shit in my life again.

Fast forward and well. We all grow up.

When I turned 23 my parents threw me a small bash. Close friends and family. I remember a few of my friends back then were the likes of Adele Stephens, Maxine Dezel and the luscious Rachel Patty. Porn stars. My dads favorites.

Here he was, pouring a glass of wine for Rachel, trying not to look at her. What must he have been thinking? I never did ask him and now I wish I did. I know he had several of her movies and a dozen magazines featuring her. My mom kept a very close eye on him the whole night and after the party was done and everyone had gone home, my dad smiled at me and gave me a mysterious wink.

I wonder if he and my mom watched one of her movies up in their room while I was passed out on the couch downstairs?