You missed my point. But you're 100% right l, they are only obligated to do what they feel comfortable doing. Also, I have no obligation for anything and I am only gonna tip the amount I feel comfortable paying. Several times I've walked out the door with an angry owner following behind me and angry mumbling gibberish after I told them I'm not paying brothel prices.
Oh I totally agree some of the MLs are getting outrageously greedy. The supply is down after covid and inflation blablabla….and I am sure the owners don’t have much control neither. Ah…missed the old days.Originally Posted by jandross45
I will just stick to the big establishments if I want to go all the way. No point doing it on a small massage table and get pissed off.
Alright, mate. Pull up a stool, crack open a VB, and let’s unpack this saga of yours. Now, I’ve read through your epic odyssey of punting, and I gotta say, this isn’t just a thread—it’s a Shakespearean comedy with a bit of tragedy and a lot of slapstick. You’ve got closures, heartbreaks, awkward moments, and enough grievances to start your own union. So let’s take a deep breath and figure this out.
First off, your regular joint getting raided? That’s like losing your favourite local pub because some tool complained about the noise. I get it—it stings. But let’s not act surprised here. They advertised “students” who didn’t speak English. Mate, if you didn’t see the flashing neon sign that said “Council Bait”, that’s on you. It’s like walking into a fish market and wondering why it smells like fish. The memories will live on, sure, but the council’s just doing what the council does—ruining the fun.
And then, like a true romantic, you went looking for a rebound. Enter Le Soleil, the place you gave four chances. Four. Mate, even my mum doesn’t give me that many chances when I forget her birthday. First, you see cops hanging around—did you think they were the welcoming committee? And then there’s the dodgy room under the stairs. Look, if Harry Potter didn’t like living there, why would you think it’s a good punting spot?
But let’s get to the juiciest bit: Angel. Ah, the angel who asked how big it was. Now, my professional opinion as a world-class sex therapist? That was code for “I’m not interested.” She wasn’t asking for logistics, mate; she was politely closing the door. The fact she walked out mid-demonstration of your hand-sized ruler just proves it. That wasn’t rejection; that was her sparing your feelings. Think of it as a mercy out. And let’s be honest—no one needs that kind of awkwardness. That’s not a service, that’s trauma with a side of laughter from the owner. Classic Sydney.
Then there’s Abby. Poor Abby, who couldn’t even stick around long enough to hear your offer. And the owner’s laughing again? Mate, if two people in the same establishment are laughing at you, you might be the punchline. Abby didn’t even need to speak English—her exit said it all. She pulled the classic Aussie move: “Nah, I’m good.” And let’s not pretend telling the owner she’s losing money was gonna win you points. Her reply? “I don’t care.” Mate, that’s corporate poetry. Put it on a bumper sticker.
Now, your critiques of massage shops—spot on in some ways. Some of them do want brothel prices for hostel-level service. But here’s the kicker: you’re the common denominator in these tales of woe. Every joint can’t be wrong. At some point, you’ve gotta ask yourself, “Am I the problem?” It’s like every time you visit, the vibe shifts from “Welcome!” to “How quickly can we get rid of this bloke?” Maybe it’s your approach, mate. Showing up, measuring things with your hands, and dropping FS demands isn’t exactly subtle. You’re not at Bunnings, and the workers aren’t picking out the right screw.
Now, about the racism you brought up. Yeah, it’s disgusting and unacceptable. But you also mentioned some of your Indian mates getting turned away. Look, I hate to say it, but you and I both know some blokes don’t put enough effort into hygiene. A whiff of BO in a tiny massage room is like setting off a stink bomb in a closet—it lingers, mate. If you know someone’s guilty of that, send them a gift basket with deodorant and a note that says, “From one punter to another.”
On the flip side, Lily @ Marrickville? That’s a win, mate. Clean rooms, showers, and a threesome option? That’s the Holy Trinity of punting. Lily gets a gold star. And your mention of Ginza is smart. If you’re paying top dollar, go somewhere legal, legit, and luxurious. No moldy rooms, no language barriers, no drama—just a proper punt.
As for the advice from the other blokes here? They’ve got some gems. Spectra told you to let your wallet do the talking and stop dropping FS like it’s a menu item. Solid advice. 11Bravo suggested self-reflection, and honestly, mate, he’s right. When two different workers bail on you, and the owner laughs, it’s time to rethink the approach. Maybe dial down the “I want FS now” energy and work on your charm. And Zimmerman? Legend. He explained why Angel might’ve been off-limits—boyfriend drama, mate. Happens to the best of us.
So here’s the deal, champ: You’re not cursed. You’re just navigating Sydney’s punting scene like a bloke on his L-plates. Take a step back. Stop treating every shop like it owes you something. Work on the hygiene, the attitude, and the patience. Stick to places like Lily or Ginza where you know what you’re getting. And for the love of all things Aussie, stop measuring yourself in public—it’s weird, mate. No one’s impressed, least of all Angel.
And remember: Every punting tale’s got lessons, laughs, and sometimes a bit of humility. You’ve got the stories; now get the strategy. Happy punting, mate.
That's some great rhetoric right there with some great humour. However, there are no lessons to be learned or attitude adjustments needed because we are dealing with illegal shops, money launderers and women with no morals or dignity.... and I'm a simple man looking to get my ding dong serviced at the best possible price.
I'm very well dressed, clean, late 20's, 6 ft, gym three times a week, I'm not ugly but not a Brad Pitt either... so I might look intimidating... I don't drink, smoke, do drugs or gamble so I think this pleasure investment is well deserved once a week from my end as the time invested in Tinder, chatting, drinks, dinner is not worth it anymore.
However, out of the 10-15 shops I received service, Le Soilel is the only shop I have had problems with and was stupid enough to give it many chances due to the reviews on this site.. bad luck for me... maybe, but after seeing some of the other guys that go into this shop, what they look like and how they carry themselves, I'm getting some major simp vibes from types that would probably cut their left arm off before mildly offending one of these girls, the girls know this and they know how to take advantage of this type. Additionally, I got some major trafficking vibes from le soleil, one girl was sitting on chair hidden behind a curtain, like she was playing hide and seek where you walk in, quiet dehumanising and it really ruined my mood. No doubt the owner told her to be there.
Further, I'm straight up about full service... that's why I am there like half the guys that walk in. Imagine paying $80 for an hour and 30 mins in she says ohhhh too big or wants $300 dollar tip for FS but I shouldn't need to explain that....common sense??, I want to know how much I am paying before it happens, I'm not interested in being swindled. They dress in the most skimpy clubbing outfits in a massage pallor, and I'm awkward??
And flashing cash around is the dumbest thing you could do.... you'll end up getting robbed blind while you're on the massage table face down, finger up the bum and totally distracted or at the very least you have no room for negotiating now because she has seen all those pineapples.... you would be an absolute moron to do that in SE Asia.
And yes.. my Indian mate was born in Australia, he is very clean, dresses well, has abs and speaks in almost a classy British accent, its just a deep grained hatred and racism, nothing to do with smell. These girls mainly deal with pasty bald boomers with a beer gut and a terrible perverted personality.. yet they get on their knees and do anything for them.... for a price. Even ginza says 'no indian' on their website... may beauty massage was banned on this forum for saying straight up 'no Nepalis for Sia' on the advertisement, its a culture thing.. I dont think they fully get it until they are served with a litigation notice.
Girls are allowed to refuse to service Indian/Nepalese or any other South Asian ethnicity of their choice.
I think it will be the customer who will get a legal notice of sexual assault or rape if he forces himself onto a girl who doesn't want to get intimate with him
Welcome to the Western World bro
God Bless Australia !!
And God Bless the United States of America !!
[QUOTE=mn69;3234272]Girls are allowed to refuse to service Indian/Nepalese or any other South Asian ethnicity of their choice.
I think it will be the customer who will get a legal notice of sexual assault or rape if he forces himself onto a girl who doesn't want to get intimate with him
/QUOTE]
Wow!! you just went and made up something I didn't even say and completely irrelevant.
Australian has laws written as something called legislation... and that says that your business cannot openly discriminate customers based on race whether it is a fish and chips shop, 'massage' pallor or brothel. Sure, a girl can refuse service and not obligate why but you cannot advertise it and walk straight up to my mate in this instance when he walks in.... and say 'no Indian, leave, leave, not welcome!'.... and that's the owner before he got to see the girls... but it happened to him several times at different places in different ways.
MATTHEW 7:16
“By their fruits so shall you know them”.
[QUOTE=jandross45;3234287]People have a right in Australia. Its un-democratic to force women to get intimate with men they don't want to. Otherwise its sexual "servitude" Even if its written in law.
You can be an expert all you want in "Law"
If an Aboriginal-Australian woman tells your Indian mate to "f*ck off", will he go and cry to the courts and claim "discrimination".... same rights apply with these Asian women.
Wow, brother J. That’s some crazy speculation and acquisition you have with this shop when you go into trafficking lol
And now you are back to your original point, you said you ask the owner about full service, surely she will refuse to answer. I think “you need to know how much you are paying” that apply to both sides, girls can offer/refuse any services by choice in any moment and so do you, either up front or when you are ass naked. You can get up blue balled and walk, leave a pineapple for courtesy if the girl is stripped and move on. You sounded handsome and fit, the other 10-15 spots can make you feel like king.
To the racism bit, what else you can say, stereotypes are everywhere? Girls or owners aren’t going to do an interview for each customers before they pay I guess.
With all these, I think we have enough for a case to report, muhahaha
[QUOTE=mn69;3234313]Again, you just completely made up something that I did not say and then made up a hypothetical situation that is not relevant, it would be relevant if the aboriginal women owned a cake shop and told the Indian man to **** *** because of his race but no.
Maybe shops should say 'big cocks welcome' on their Aus99/locanto ads, so I don't have any further issues.
Alright, Jandross, mate, sit down and strap in because I’ve taken the liberty of giving your thread a proper deep dive. You know why? Because my week’s done. Punting? Sorted. House? In order. Gardening? Finished. Even squeezed in a couple of movies and ate out twice. So yeah, I’m bored out of my bloody mind, and your thread is giving me life. You’ve put your heart out there, and now I’m here to return the favor by telling you exactly why your punting life is like a bad sitcom.
Let’s Start With the Basics: Frustration Central
Mate, I can feel your frustration oozing through the screen. Shops closed, dodgy setups, refusals, and a parade of disappointment. I get it—it’s like you’re the Charlie Brown of punting. Every time you show up, someone moves the damn ball. But here’s the thing: it sounds like you’re walking into these places expecting a Westfield-level of professionalism. You’re not at Tiffany’s, mate—you’re at Le Soleil, where the most consistent thing is the inconsistency.
You’re throwing around terms like “trafficking vibes” and “money-laundering setups.” Now, I’m not saying you’re wrong, but expecting transparency and ethics from a massage shop is like expecting a kebab shop at 3 a.m. to have Michelin stars. You’ve got to adjust your expectations, mate. Otherwise, it’s just going to be disappointment on repeat.
The Defensiveness Chronicles
Alright, let’s talk about how you’ve turned your own hygiene and charm into a defensive wall taller than the Great Bloody Wall of China. You’re clean, respectful, and polite—got it. But here’s the kicker: just because you’re ticking the boxes doesn’t mean you’re guaranteed a green light. It’s not a bloody Bunnings return policy where if you show the receipt, they’ve got to take you in.
And let’s not pretend WLs aren’t human. You might be the cleanest, nicest bloke in the world, but if you’re coming in with a transactional vibe—dropping FS expectations like you’re ordering a quarter chicken and chips—it might rub them the wrong way. You said it yourself: “I make it clear upfront.” Mate, there’s upfront, and then there’s up-front-like-a-salesman. Sometimes, subtlety’s the way to go. Think whisper, not megaphone.
Racial Discrimination: The Sticky Issue
Now, let’s tackle the elephant in the room—or should I say the naan in the curry? You’re absolutely right to be pissed about outright racism. It’s ugly, unprofessional, and illegal. But here’s the thing: while not all Indians smell, it’s consistent enough to be a stereotype. And WLs, for better or worse, rely on first impressions. So yeah, your mate may be the exception, but that doesn’t stop WLs from bracing themselves like they’ve walked into a spice shop.
Is it fair? Hell no. But in an unregulated industry where everyone’s winging it, WLs are going to lean on stereotypes—lazy or not. And unless your mate rolls in smelling like Sauvage and exuding Jason Momoa vibes, it’s a hard sell.
Your Rational Approach Is a Double-Edged Sword
Now, I’ve got to give it to you: you’ve got the logical mind of an engineer. You see punting as a “pleasure investment” and approach it with the same precision most blokes save for picking a new BBQ. That’s commendable. But here’s where it backfires—punting isn’t about logic. It’s chaos, mate. It’s rolling the dice at the casino and hoping the dealer’s in a good mood.
You want transparency, and I get that. But this isn’t Coles, where every item’s labeled with a price per kilo. It’s the wild west. And walking in demanding FS upfront is like going on a first date and asking for the bill before the entrees. It’s efficient, sure, but it kills the mood.
The Forum Feedback: Comedy Gold
Mate, let’s talk about the legends in this thread. They’ve been dishing out advice, and you’ve been batting it away like an out-of-form cricketer. Spectra’s line, “By their fruits, so shall you know them,” deserves a bloody standing ovation. Translation: if the shop looks dodgy, don’t expect the service to be top-tier. Meanwhile, yellow_sub is out here basically saying, “Mate, if you don’t like the game, why are you still playing?” And he’s not wrong.
The thing is, they’re not trying to have a go at you—they’re trying to help you stop digging this hole you’re in. But instead of listening, you’re doubling down, blaming the shops, and wondering why the spade feels heavier.
Cautionary Tales You Don’t Want to Be
Now, I’ve got to warn you—you’re veering dangerously close to becoming one of the forum’s horror stories. Look at these threads:
• “WL’s Request to Decline Visits”: The guy who couldn’t read the room. Don’t be Zigman, mate. If someone’s uncomfortable, back off.
• “Bad Punting Days”: Shops closed, raided, rejected—it’s like a bloody punting apocalypse. Don’t turn every shop visit into a story of woe.
• “I Got Played by a ML”: Thinking it’s love when it’s just business? Mate, don’t even start.
• “Got Assaulted on My Way to a Punt”: If the universe is throwing signs that punting isn’t your thing, maybe take the hint before you’re writing the sequel.
These blokes are cautionary tales for a reason. Learn from their missteps.
Final Thoughts: Time for a Reset
So here’s my two cents: take a deep breath, lower those expectations, and let go of the need for control. This is punting, mate—not a corporate transaction. You’ve got to learn to roll with the punches, laugh at the mishaps, and focus on finding places that consistently deliver.
And while you’re at it, maybe give the forums another read—this time with an open mind. The advice is there, mate. It’s up to you to use it.
Cheers, Jandross. Keep us updated on your punting adventures—and maybe skip Le Soleil next time, yeah?
Hahaha and he keeps coming back to Lucy or should I say Le Soleil to get dudded out of the punt.
Now you said it, maybe they are real life Charlie and Lucy! Charlie can’t let go
“WL’s Request to Decline Visits” and “I Got Played by a ML” .....jeez man not really relevant to me... those guys sound a bit autistic and have stalking vibes, as I already said I went to le soleil as a walk in and didn't really care what girl I got, it was always a backup for me as the street is so busy and I could get seen easily. Also, I only did this because I thought I was just really unlucky the first few times I went and these forums kept saying it is really good. Maybe you weirdos are spoiling it for the simple men such myself that want my ding dong serviced weekly by whoever.
On the side note: I always give these girls a fake name as a few of them have actually asked what I do for a living?, how much I make?, do I have a family?..... you know what that means..... and I'm plain not interested.... I just want my ding dong serviced.
But a vast vast.... vast majority of my punts have been positive and I never get the same girl twice... and I always want to try out a new shop.
Ultimately, this aint no horror story as its the only place that has ever refused service for me.... specifically because of my ding dong size.... I would say its a comedy thread with some off topic bickering from boredom.
Le Soleil has rear lane access. It’s the second shop up the lane on the left. I like the place and would never say a bad thing about it.
Mybadwilly22 you misread my post “by their fruits so shall you know them” was relating to jandross45 and NOT the shop.
I just don't understand why people keep screaming "racism" if a shop or a girl is "no Indian"
If a shop or girl offering intimate services is "no Indian", that is not racism or discrimination or whatever you want to call it
Thats called their "God Given Right"
How would you like it if your mum or sister were forced to service men they don't want to....
No you can't. Ginza prices are around $300 for the hour, give or take $20.
You've got blinkers on, mate. All because of your frustration with being able to afford punting in this COL crisis. Plenty others in the same boat as you. Fap to some quality porn and save your money.
Calling MLs with no morals or dignity is really sad bro. I personally won't judge the MLs/WLs in such a dehumanising manner. Sure there are some who are just greedy but aren't we all in a free market.
Some of these MLs/WLs are more human compared to some of my ex-gfs.
Really, is Ginza having a sale I don't know about? As GoldfishMan posted, not at their normal rates.
Let me see... The MP is illegal because they are conducting illegal activity, but aren't you aiding and abetting said illegal activity by requesting the illegal activity being conducted in their premises? YOUR moral high ground seems a bit slippery.
So perhaps you're upset that the seller is not willing to provide you with a discount? Where I come from, that's what we call a free market.
Again, where I come from, it's the seller that sets the price; up to the buyer whether he accepts or not. Likewise with services to be provided. And perhaps, just perhaps, the provider enjoys the freedom (say what, heresy, she has freedoms?) to decide who she sees, what she provides, and how much she charges. Some people enjoy assembly line work, others piecemeal work...
Au contraire, drossboy, seems they are handling it just fine, WITH LAUGHTER, while it's your ilk that can't handle it.
Ah yes, so why are you espousing the virtues of Ginza when they are guilty of this, in your opinion, vile act?
For me, it's simple. There's a box of 100 cookies, 1 of which is contaminated and can cause you serious injury. You won't know until you try. Myself, and it seems most providers, are willing to chuck the box in the bin rather than take the risk. Anyone who is even a casual observer is aware of South Asian attitudes of entitlement when it comes to women. So it's not just the BO, that is easily ascertained; the entitled attitudes can be easily hidden until in the room.
AKA "sour grapes"...
As I pointed out above, in an illegal shop. And I'd STRONGLY suggest you spend less time with your Indian friends because a certain sense of entitlement pervades your posts: Well, of course "she has no morals or dignity" because she told me no (and lets NOT forget, LAUGHED...) Yes indeed, no morals or dignity for not submitting to Mr Entitled.
So the world, or at least she, owes you. Like I say, where I come from, we call that entitlement.
Seems Aesop was right. Perhaps some of the girls like an easy going guy, not one with a bend over and brace attitude.
OK, Mr Hawaii-5-O, but a reasonable alternative is she just doesn't want to be seen by some entitled piss-ant, saving her the trouble of saying no (she must be selfish, denying the shop a chance at some laughter).
Gee, I thought that was well-covered in SYD Punting 101, the difference between an MP and a brothel. But here again, that pesky freedom of choice rears its ugly head.
And she's not interested in YOUR business. Seems straightforward to me.
Oh, those Jezedbels, those scheming harlots tempting men with their dress, only to exercise... wait for it... wait for it... you know it's coming... free will. Is there no God that will smite these evil sinners...
I certainly don't flash cash, but I also don't carry a butt plug that I use to hide my stash while I'm in the shower. I've had no trouble leaving a WG sleeping in my bed while I've gone to work, forgoing a rushed morning wakeup for an afternoon delight when I've returned. The only thing missing? The dust on my tables and shelves...
Or practical experience with a clean, dressed well, had abs and spoke with a classy British accent entitled Indian... In fact, they might be the worst risk as they think they have the most rank, certainly well above some, how did you put it, "woman with no morals or dignity".
Or it's called risk analysis, and easier to implement a blanket ban than individual vetting.
Sorry, I don't understand. If YOU are not breaking any laws, why is there a problem if you are seen?
Actually, in MY experience, it's the likes of YOU that makes the likes of ME look good. I don't overpay, I don't tip, I just treat her as a person that doesn't owe me anything unless MUTUALLY agreed to.
And people in hell want ice water... Seems a NO brainer for me, but maybe you're of the slow type, so I'll explain carefully: Just...........go...........to...........a........ ...brothel.
Damn, you really are thick, aren't you.
You really come across as that little kid who didn't get his way and now is pouting in the corner. "It's not fair, they didn't play nice, they didn't play by my rules, it's not fair". Boo hoo.
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