Sex Work & A Fabric Tree

11/11

 

A very long prostitute dream, odd for me as I rarely dream about sex, and this didn't include much sex either... Despite the context. 

The setting is a huge grand house, with a tower close to a beach in an unfamiliar village.
Narrow streets of homes with bakery's and coffee shops.
I had a small apartment in the village but worked at the large house.  Mainly domestic help.
An older woman had a few females who did sex work for her, and she was recruiting me to.  It wasn't optional providing I was satisfactory, I'd be well compensated with the opportunity to move into the large house.
I wasn't sure how I felt about it and seeing my hesitance they had arranged a trial with a regular guy.
Her and one of her working girls helped me get ready.  A warm bath in one of the buildings luxurious bathrooms was a novelty to me, very different to the cold shower I had in my apartment at home.  Then they helped me into the underwear that had been selected for me and the other female provided make up and perfume.
I wouldn't be having intercourse on the first occasion, just foreplay and they would stay and watch.
The guy was gentle, and the experience though strange went ok.
I was to return to them the following day.

Hesitantly I did.  This time they left me to dress alone,  The older woman brought me a large drink to settle my nerves. 
I was to see a guy at 10pm then another at 11.
What unnerved me the most was outside the room... A gathering of guys at a large window, many with cameras with strange looking lenses.
The younger of the females closed the curtains, but explained the camera lenses worked threw the curtains and I would be observed.

 

It was a while till 10, and the room was to be used by another female first.  So I was permitted to look around the house.  Escorted though, by yet another female... I think they wanted to make sure I didn't take off.

The building was huge, with large function rooms where people were eating meals and dancing.  
The building had it's own car racing track too, the cars were old style race cars mainly dark green.
Sort of old fashioned hotel or grand house vibe. 
I'd gone out onto the street too... Into a strange ally way in the dark.  
The other female with me... But she left me when I spotted something unusual and I promised I'd return.

 

The thing I'd spotted was a holographic projector projecting 2 mice out of blue light, as I'd approached the mice left the light box and hopped onto a small brass sea-saw where they started to play before splitting into 4.   They played together in a cross pattern and I watched before heading back to the house.
I'd entered the room to find myself alone and curled up in the armchair there to wait.  I was laying on a guys leather coat.   It smelt unfamiliar, leather smoke and some kind of cologne  - was comforting in a way though and I'd fallen asleep.

I awake in the same room, but it's slightly different now.  Rather than guys the older woman arrives.  She tells me it's Christmas eve, and there will be no work tonight.
She's going to sleep in the bed there, she's in a nightdress with fluffy slippers and a crossword book.
A guy dose arrive, but not for sex.  He presses up against my back and puts his arms round me where he shows me a pile of leaves, they were made of thin bits of various leather and fabric all the same shape and size, and he flicks threw them... Showing me the texture and pattern of each....   He wants me to help him stick them to the wall where we will paint the trunk of a tree.