On Sex Workers' Rights Day, there would be many reasons to criticize Finland's current legislation, but today I decided to focus on the better aspects of sex work. In October 2023, I received a message from Miss Jade asking if I accept colleagues (I answered: yes!). A year later, in 2024, I sent a similar message to another colleague. Thanks to my colleague Jade, booking my own session was easier. That's why I want to share my first session experience as a client and encourage all colleagues and clients contemplating booking a session to take that first step.
I've been considering purchasing sex or a session for a long time, but I hadn't previously found anyone who evoked that "this is the right one" feeling – not to mention having the budget for it. If money or flight miles weren't an issue, I would have already met New York-based Mistress Fae (https://mistressfae.com/) or Vancouver-based Adrienne Kay (https://www.adriennekay.ca/). A few face-hiding Finns have also caught my interest, but when we've met in other contexts, the mystery has revealed an acquaintance. Buying a session from a friend has seemed odd – although I've toyed with the idea now and then.
But then, in October, almost by chance, I found that "just right" service provider. I had known about them distantly for a few years. When their work profile appeared on Instagram and I realized they also do this work, I didn't hesitate for a moment. Well, in reality it probably took four days before I sent the first message, but those who know me understand that four days is a blink of an eye for me in these matters.
I felt nervous but also excited. What would it be like to experience the world from a client's perspective? What would I learn about myself and my own needs? Would I be able to enjoy myself with someone I barely knew? Would it be worth all the anticipation?
Jumping straight into a session would have been impossible for me, so I first booked a 1.5-hour meeting just to talk. The conversation alone felt like taking a deep breath after a long time. I immediately felt I was in the right place, with the right person. I had planned to book a session for January after my annual leave, but during our first meeting I felt so good that I booked a session just two weeks away.
I know you're burning to hear: "Who is it that creates this feeling in Devi? Who excites the Goddess like this?" Though I'd really like to praise this person, I want to keep the specific details and their name, at least for now, my own secret.
After booking the session, I realized I had desperately needed something like this. I noticed a change in myself even beforehand – a sense of peace that came simply from anticipation and imagining future encounters. It was like permission to pause and give myself time and space. Time to breathe, time to fantasize, time to think about my own needs. Although sometimes it feels like I have several pervy radio channels playing simultaneously, this was different. I noticed myself returning to my teenage fantasies for the first time in ages, and the following week I began writing a completely new fantasy world for myself.
My session took place in late November, at the beginning of my vacation. I don't want to share its details because I want to preserve them as my own joy – to savor them in my mind again and again, to remember every moment just as it was. If I were to tell about it, at some point I would only remember my story, not what I actually experienced. What I can reveal is that the session was hedonistic pleasure centered around one of my kinks, without power play. The time for power play may come later. Perhaps someday some lucky cuckold will get a glimpse of what we did – but not yet.
Only a week after the session did the most intense afterglow begin to fade. For a week, I constantly experienced fun, wonderful flashes of the session. Three weeks after the session, I was finally able to write about it. Earlier, when I tried, my mind would just wander in session atmospheres and future ideas. Now, three months later, I'm finalizing this blog on Sex Workers' Rights Day and I'm excited about booking a new appointment. (I admit that finishing this blog is somewhat difficult, as I keep returning in my mind to that moment when the stars aligned and someone else supported the situation and me at the height of my pleasure.)
At the same time, new thoughts about my own work arise: what details could I develop, how could I fine-tune my skills, and how could I serve my clients even better.
This experience was also a reminder of why I do this work. We sex workers create spaces where another person can be vulnerable, liberated, and completely themselves. Now that I've been on both sides of the table, I know even better that I'm in the right field. I truly hope I can bring the same sparkle to my own clients.
If there's anything I'd like to share from this, it's that the courage to step into something new opens the door to a deeper understanding – not just of yourself, but of others as well. Put less profoundly: don't overthink it anymore, just book that session, it will do you good for a long time. A big thank you also to Miss Jade for becoming my client, as after that, seeing myself as a client too was considerably easier.
Although this experience was private and I want to keep the details as my own joy, the idea of someday telling about these adventures too is tantalizing. Deep down I'm always a hotwife and I savor the thought of making some sweet cuckold or caring client blush. And on the other hand, I want to praise this wonderful service provider, although sharing their name at this early stage still feels too intimate.
Happy Sex Workers' Rights Day especially to all colleagues!
