Bagdad Brothel
- 3 years ago
- 25
- 0
A Visit To Germany's Sex Doll Brothel free porn video
Meet Elena, 168 centimetres of flame haired sex doll complete with ample bosom and a butt tight enough to crack the toughest of nuts. Sadly, she is not my doll, but I did enjoy the pleasure of an hour and a half in her company, thanks to Germany’s only bordello staffed by dolls. Elena, for want of a better description, is a working girl, a TPE temptress who turns tricks.
Elena entertains her clients at the aptly named Bordoll, a brothel hidden away in the suburbs of the industrial city of Dortmund, a place best known for its football team, Borussia Dortmund. For the uninitiated, it is not the easiest place to find but, with a stopover in the city and my Bordoll booking confirmed, I set out armed only with Google Maps and a stirring in my groin.
Leaving the sanctuary of the city centre, I boarded the underground at Stadtgarten and travelled the U41 line south to Hörde. Better prepared, I would then have caught the 440 bus from the stance outside the station and, for a few Euros, it would have delivered me to Erlinbachstrabe, the stop just a 10-minute walk from my destination.
But instead I hailed a taxi. The driver was unsure of the address but punched it into his GPS and we were soon on our way. Unfortunately, road works sent us astray but, after looping in and out of suburban streets, he deposited me at the end of a rather unpromising gravel track. This, he assured me, was Bickefeldstrabe. I stepped out of the car, 15 Euros down and not entirely convinced I was in the right place.
Sure enough, a sign confirmed the rough road was Bickefeldstrabe so, with a hint of trepidation, I crunched through the gravel, passing old factory buildings until, with some relief, I found the place I was looking for. Bordoll, it transpired, occupied an unassuming two-storey office-style block in the heart of an industrial estate that, curiously, included an old red British telephone kiosk.
Buzzer pressed, I waited a moment or two before the door clicked open. Stairs led me up to the first floor where I was greeted warmly by the hostess who was reassuringly human and spoke excellent English.
She ushered me in with a smile, past dark but elegantly furnished bedrooms, to a cosy seating area where I met Elena, perched on the arm of a chair, and four of her co-workers. I gratefully accepted the offer of a coffee and, while the hostess disappeared to prepare my drink, I sat nervously with the girls. Conversation, it must be said, was a little muted. Perhaps they only spoke German.
Established in 2017, Bordoll is part of a traditional brothel. Initially the dolls only worked on Sundays but, as their popularity grew, so too did their hours and they are now available seven days a week.
Coffee brewed, the lady of the house introduced me to Elena and the other dolls and, even though I had booked Elena online, she gave me the opportunity to change my mind if I wished and introduced me to the rest of the harem. In total there were a dozen dolls to choose from, including one male and one transgender. All were beautifully presented and immaculately turned out.
After swift but careful deliberation, I stuck to my guns and stayed faithful to Elena. Money handed over, we were shown to our room. Ever the gentleman, I ushered – or, should I say, carried – her into our boudoir. She was quite a weighty lass and, with a sigh of relief, I lowered her on to the bed while the hostess popped the remnants of my coffee and a plate of Mars Celebrations on to the window shelf, sustenance for the adventure that lay ahead. Before she left she outlined the only real rule of the house – use lube (which is provided) and plenty of it, for the benefit of both doll and client.
Lights dimmed and with some soft but otherwise indistinguishable music drifting from the stereo system, we got down to business. Elena was in great shape with no obvious markings or damage, other than slightly wonky eyes and some rather unruly lashes. Neither were particularly off-putting and, clad in white stockings, knickers and camisole (Elena, not me), we spent a happy and, thanks to the generously set heating, rather sweaty hour and a half together.
Ten minutes before full-time, the hostess knocked on the door, a gentle reminder to wrap things up. Along with lube and some sex toys, tissues and baby wipes are provided and there is a shower and toilet.
Dressed and leaving Elena to compose herself in the room, I returned to the reception area where I enjoyed a Coke and another handful of Mars Celebrations while chatting to the hostess. As we talked, I spotted a young lady wandering about the hallway in her undies, a reminder that the march of the dolls has yet to completely usurp the human touch.
To get to Bordoll travel the U41 underground line south from the centre of Dortmund to Horde then take bus service 440 east to the Erlinbachstrabe stop (opposite Penny Supermarket). From there, walk down Erlinbachstrabe, cross the railway level crossing and continue up the road ahead. Bickefeldstrabe is the next street on the left.
Bree
- 01.09.2020
- 49
- 0
Empire of vampires 1 2 5 Brothel
- 4 years ago
- 44
- 0
Transexual Brothel
- 4 years ago
- 25
- 0
