Since Health Centers are a relatively expensive option, I went out on a mission to find some lower end options. When asked, most people in the know will say the cheapest sex can be found along the chowkit area, unfortunately this area is riddled with illegal and unwanted immigrants making this area known for criminals and druggies alike. Supposedly, the police were afraid to come down to this area. The taxi driver I connected with earlier in my trip also told me of wild stories where alledgedly there are theses short time places where somehow the wall where you hang your clothes revolved while you’re busy and distracted having sex with your pick of the day. The criminals will then take your money and then revolve the door with your pants in the same place except sin dinero. So here I am thinking, revolving walls, cheap sex…..I must check this out for myself!
In preparation of this exploration, I took only what I was willing to lose which included 100 ringgits in one pocket, a stash of 50 ringgits in my belt, and a cheap cel phone with picture taking abilities. The taxi driver head into the main drag and points down a narrow alley and says that is where the druggie prostitutes can be found and pleaded with me to reconsider my notion of exiting the taxi in this particular area. I bid him farewell and begin to head down the alleyway.
The scene in Chowkit seemed to consist of two small one way streets separated by a park and some buildings. At first glance, there seemed to be quite a bit of action on the streets with scattered groups of what appeared to be ladies in front of their respective ST complex, not a hotel but more like concrete spaces made into ST rooms. Very jail like in construction and ugly as hell as you might expect. On closer inspection, older transvestites made up the majority of the street girls, with some regular girls mixed in. Most girls were either Thai or Indonesian and many were hard drug users as I noticed track marks on many of the ladies ranging from early to mid 20s to over 40 years of age.
I rule out any girl that does hard injectable drugs, so I ventured up the alley to look for different options. There was a convenient short that looked like a front for something else. I walked up and the old man in front said no girls now, come back later tonight. Apparently there is some sort of ktv upstairs. As I walk further up the small narrow street, I was approached by an older Chinese-looking guy that asked in mandarin if I wanted to check out his selection of local girls. I agreed and was lead down a small staircase into this underground type area that lead to a small steer door entrance. With a knock on the door from the papasan, you could here multiple locks being undone before the steel door creeked opened. The interior appeared to be a concrete wherehouse with high ceiling and a small staircase leading to a room with a hole in the ground for toileting as well as a sink for clean up (it turns out, this is the only place with running water). Another long a narrow staircase lead up to the ST rooms. There were 2 local malay girls about 18-21 years of age there and relatively cute. Cost, 50 ringgits for a fuck. A guy was just finishing up and seemed to have been satisfied. He left via a backdoor exit which was a long sliding steel panel like structure secured with multiple locks in place.
I decide to go for it so I pick a girl and we head up the staircase. The rooms were shaped long and narrow with all the walls everything being constructed with concrete except for the wooden panel type wall which was on the right side of the room. An abnormally tall massage table was against this wall and at the foot of this table there was a wooden partition that made a makeshift cubicle that was out of site when laying on the massage table. Red flag number 1 occurred when the girl insisted that I put my clothes there. Instead, I rolled up my pants and put it on the bed. The girl yells something in malay, unlocks the door, and in comes a gnarly stung out looking dark-skinned malay tough guy asking me what’s my problem. I tell him, I’d rather have my clothes where I can see it. He angrily orders me to place my clothes at the foot of the bed. I’m completely naked and vunerable at this point btw. I say ok, and he leaves. Red flag number 2. So, as per usual in sketchy environment, I use my rolled up pants as a pillow that way I can keep track of it. Quickly, the girl is profusely pleading with me to put my head on the other end. I don’t back down, and she once again calls out and I’m thinking fuck, here we go again. This time 3 low lives rush in and tell me to put my head on that end of the table. Here I am arguing with these thugs about which direction to lie down during sex? Ridiculous. I tell them that I’d like to cancel and expect to refund and hope to get out alive at this point. As I attempt to put on my pants the thugs rush towards me and forcefully take my pants away from me, throw it to the foot of the bed, and aggressively push me againt the wall. At this point, all the guys are posturing as if they are ready to gang up on my to kick the living shit out of me. The lead guy gets an inch from my face and tells me “YOU ARE HERE TO FUCK, YOU MUST FUCK!!!” At this point, I’m scared as I realized held in this shithole against my will and they will stop at nothing to separate me from my cash whether it be the easy way or otherwise. I opt for the easy way and say “OK, I will fuck!”
Ok, so I go along with their game, put the clothes at the foot of the massage table and wait to see what happens. The girl is all over me trying to distract me with a bj and push me down so I can’t see what will happen, I push her aside and continue watching. Sure enough, 15 seconds later, the panel of the wall slides open and before you can even blink an eye, my stuff is taken! Now I’m stressed. I stuck in the middle of nowhere, locked up against my will, naked, and without any money. I’m fucked! The girl is still trying to get a session out of me, but I’m to distressed over the whole situation. As I sit up at the edge of the bed, I notice my clothes are already on the floor! I quickly retrieve it and get dressed. Everything is in place except for my money meanwhile the girl is whining about why I won’t fuck her. Relieved that I’ve recovered my clothes and it appears I will make it out of here alive, I pull out my cel phone to try to take a picture of this bitch, she yells out something and quickly leaves the room with the door wide open. Afraid the guys will revisit, I put away my cell and head out. The place seems to be a ghost town now with noone in sight. I head downstairs and a peasant worker that I’ve never seen before opens the locked gates and lets me out. Whew! I go to my belt to retrieve my money stash and head back to the bukit bintang area with a new story to tell. On the way, I speak to a local Indian malay taxi driver and ask him where the action is. He points out some girls on the main street and says those are regular girls that sometimes comes out to make a few extra bucks. Apparently, they will go to safe ST rooms at the nearby hotels for about 100-130 ringgets for about 2 hours. He then points down the alley I just came from and advises me, never to go to the ST places down that way as they will only rob you there. I had a bit of a chuckle on the inside as we head back to the safety of the bukit bintang area. Now, I’m wondering if I had only gone with a 50 ringget note and my stash money, if I could extract a decent session and without losing any extra, but that thought soon disappears as I recall the images of the angry thugs. You’re just too much at their mercy once you enter that place and because of that, I shall never return. I will return to chowkit to check out the legit street scene but never ever to those small alley streets.
Chowkit entrance
