Did you know that in Thai prisons the female inmates learn how to massage?
Well they do! During my stay in Thailand this summer I was lucky enough to find a women's correctional facility that trained inmates in the final year of their sentence with the skills of massage therapy. This sounded something so cool, so rare, so helpful to the female inmates of Thailand, and something so.....CONJUGAL! Of course this was something that I would have to experience.
On the way to the prison my mind boggled over all the possibilities. Would they bring me into a cell with a woman and would she massage me there? Would there be a ton of women around? Would they be a bunch of totally hot chicks or scary as hell gangster chicks? Would they be crazy horny and down to fuck? They would have to be, right? Being around other chicks all the time would lead them to get anxious in the presence of a man. I wonder of I played my cards right they would take me into a secret room and rape me. Women's prison rape! HAHAHA!
Cool.
I got there and found a tall wall with large metal doors and approached the front to find a window with bars. Would I walk through this massive door?
I poked my head into the bars. "I'm here for the massage," I told the security guard. She directed me across the street to the prison shop, the place where they sell the goods made by inmates and perform massages.
Drums and I walked on down past the sign to find a surly female guard who was not into chit chat or jokes. "You. Wait there." She said, directing us to a seat inside an open room that had polished wooden flooring, walls decorated with Buddha paintings and lotus flowers. The rows of massage beds in the middle, each with a patron and a masseuse, all very much visible to everyone instantly crashed my hopes of being held in isolation with a hot and horny massage therapist.
The girl assigned to me was indeed hot. Not super damn hot, but, yeah, I wouldn't think twice about going there kinda hot. We got to some fun chit chat. She was lively and the atmosphere was very fun. With Drums on the bed next to me and his therapist also making jokes, all of us weren't taking the massage too seriously.
Curiosity was overwhelming me, I really wanted to know what was going on with this girl. Why was she there? How long for? In my surreptitious way of extracting information without being direct and letting the girl offer as much info as she wanted I found out that she was 28 years old and was in the clink for a sentence of four years. She was on to her final stretch and would be getting out next month. Naturally, she seemed pretty happy about this. She talked about some clubs that she would be going to after she got out, the same clubs I had already been to. I was thinking that I would totally love to go to those clubs and search that girl out just to hook up with her if I were still in the country the following month. But alas, I had to go back to Japan. She spent some extra time working my back, specifically, my butt. And I noticed her let out the slightest giggle of satisfaction.
And that was the closest I got to anything erotic inside a prison.
Women's Prison Massage: if you have the chance, do it! For the sake of your muscular and bone joint health, and also to support the women training to reenter society.
