Friday evening August 2nd, Berlin was hot, humid and the streets were alive with humanity well into the wee hours of the morning. A perfect, if somewhat uncomfortable, night for a tour of some of the city’s well regarded sin spots.
I met K at a small cafe on Pragerplatz in the Schöneberg district of Berlin. He had contacted me via the blog about a week earlier and was in Berlin on business but wanted to experience some of the bordello night life for which Berlin is known. Initially I was a bit surprised at who I met. Most guys I meet through the blog are a bit older and closer in stature to myself, that is mid aged and portly. K was a young guy, good looking and reasonably personable. As we spoke though I could see that he lacked confidence, and by his own admission, had a hard time talking to women. Not that he did not put in the effort. He has an interest in, and a working knowledge of, pick up techniques (The Game) but admitted to feeling the need to find some sexual experience and thought the professional sex scene in Berlin might be able to give him this.
After a short introductory talk we went for diner at Tasty Vietnamesische Küche on Prageplatz. Note to visitors-if paying by credit card is important for expense account purposes always make sure that the restaurant takes credit cards. In Germany some don’t and this did cause a small hassle at the end of a very nice meal.
From here the evening’s search for sex started as K decided that a trip down to Royal would be a good place to start the evening. He decided upon Royal because of its reputation and the fact that they are open until 23:00 on Friday evening, hoping the line up would be reasonably decent. It was, though I personally felt the quality was slightly lower than one could expect to find at a club like Artemis FKK. K chose the first girl we were show, Amelia, and seemed to have a enjoyable, if somewhat muted by nervousness, time while I cooled my heels on Bundesplatz which was alive on this hot summer night.
Next stop on the tour was Monrouge in Willmersdorf/Charlottenburg. This bordello used to be a favourite haunt of mine back when they had an early bird special of €100/hr if you booked or arrived before 16:00. In recent times there has not been much information forthcoming about Monrouge so I was happy to have the chance to see for myself how it had changed. I was slightly apprehensive as I understood that prices at this bordello are beyond my means and more than K was willing to pay. I was pretty sure though that they had a bar where one can simply have a drink and check the place and the women out before committing to anything beyond a drinks bill.
We pulled up to a very crowded Willmersdorf and parking was hard to find. After driving around we finally found a spot and walked to the location on Liebnitzstr. Right next door and under Monrouge we passed Bel Ami, another bar/bordello whose glory days seem to have faded. Outside sat a collection of leggy models and a couple of swarthy gentlemen. They looked bored and gave the two of us barely a glance as we walked by.
We were buzzed in at Monrouge and were met by a pizza delivery guy and the Hausmuttie at the top of the stairs on the first floor. Every time I had been here before had been during the day for the above mentioned early bird special. Instead of being ushered to the left into the apartment we were this evening directed to the right and along a hallway into a large bar. There were 2 or 3 girls sitting at a banquet as we entered and found two seats at the bar. We were immediately greeted by an attractive and very friendly young woman who spoke perfectly accented English.
The young bartender’s named turned out to be Coco of eastern European origin (in the interest of anonymity I will leave it at that). Coco is both the loveliest and most attentive hostess any guy could ask for in a high class Berlin bordello. After serving us our drinks she asked if we would enjoy a tour of the facilities. The tour was non-rushed and showed us all that there was to see. We started in the second room off the main bar, full of plush banquets and glittering chandeliers, and moved to the VIP room just off the bar. The VIP room is a large suite in two parts with a shower built for performance shower shows and then a second room containing a big bed and plush furnishings. As I understood it there would be an extra charge involved in the use of this room above and beyond the cost of the girl and the drinks. Unfortunately I can not remember the full price menu of all the extras and services but let us say that it is all not exactly at discount bottom prices. That said, the atmosphere and quality all struck me as top notch.
From the VIP room we went through a corridor with rooms off of it and then through to the other side of the bordello, the one where I had before visited, via an inside entrance so that we did not have to go out again into the landing hall way. In this side of the bordello was another small bar, the bar used in the day time, a couple of small but nice rooms and the central “Kings” room. Since I had last been there the whole apartment had been renovated to look a little less old world and a whole lot more like a modern bordello. I have to say that in a certain way I regret the change as the old look had a certain charm that was undeniable. The Kings room, so called by myself as I always felt somewhat royal when perched upon the high bed centred in the room, still has the feel of a room built for fucking but no longer makes one imagine that Marie Antoinette could pop out from behind one of the tapestries at any moment. One can have a good idea of the look of the place on the web page, here, including a short film.
With the tour finished Coco led us back to the main bar where our drinks were waiting. We sat at the bar soaking up the atmosphere as a couple of the young working girls came by to introduce themselves and Coco proceeded to fill us in on the bar and bordellos price structure and a few details that I asked her about.
Monrouge is owned and run by Bulgarians and many, but not all, of the girls working there come from that country. It used to be, but is no longer associated with the downstairs establishment, Bel Ami. It is open from around noon daily (except Sunday when it opens only in the evening at 20:00) and the large bar, where we sat, is only open in the evening. All these details are available on the website but are a little difficult to find unless one roots around a little bit.
What is not available on the website is the prices for the girls. It seems that for a half hour basic session the price is a whopping €120. However, for the hour it is a much more reasonable, and in line with most of the higher end bordellos, €160. One can only suppose that this bordello really wants to encourage the one hour sessions with this pricing structure. Fair enough as this place does seem like the kind of place that the budget conscious monger will do well to avoid. The girls I saw all looked good and on the higher end of Berlin hookers and call girls.If the service matches the window dressing I can not think of that many other bordellos where it would be nicer to drop a few hundred euros.
I also think that a monger who wants his full money’s worth would be wise to show up with it in mind to buy at least a drink for the girl he choses and, if his wallet permits, maybe a small bottle of champagne to sip before heading of to the room. The basic small bottle (I would guess 750 ml) costs €125. Not cheap but again in line with other establishments and probably worth the investment if one wants the full treatment. Also note that as we sat at the bar we were in no way pressured to buy any champagne. Were a girl to have joined us though it would have been expected for us to at the very least buy her a glass or beverage of some sort. It is part of the game here.
Nice as Monrouge was it was too rich for my and my fellow monger’s blood. So after an interesting and fairly lengthy chat with Coco (in case you have not picked it up Old Angus was quite taken with this young lady) in which we discussed the Berlin sex club scene and attributes of the bordello scene, we [aid the bill and said our good byes. It is my hope that I have the opportunity to return there some time and can only recommend the place from what I saw and experienced there. And if management reads this-give your woman Coco a raise if she needs it. She is the perfect ambassador for Monrouge and has a rare quality of making even the lowliest of customers feel most welcomed.
From here we returned to the car, punched Neuköln into the GPS and were 15 minutes later walking the hot summer crowded sidewalks of this district to Apropos on Pannierstr. This small bar is connected to the bordello La Dolce Vita I and feature more or less the same girls you see on either site. Prices are on the low side, as is for the most part the service. While it is always possible to unearth a gem at this sort of place, generally one gets what one pays for and it is all pretty basic.
We were buzzed into the hot and stifling bar with a few tired, scantily dressed girls lounging around, looking up hopefully as we entered. On the other side of town to Monrouge, Apropos is the polar opposite in atmosphere. A unused stripper pole dominates the room and the place has more the feel of an autobahn rest stop toilet than a bordello. The hatched faced bartender in true grumpy Berlin fashion insisted on payment for the drinks as they were served and only cracked a smile when I mistakenly thought the drinks were €2 as opposed to 12. Coco, where are you when we need you? No tour is offered here and two girls,a tired gypsy looking Romanian and her somewhat younger bottle blond friend sidle up to try to entice us to the back rooms. The blond speaks no German and no English while the darker one manages a few words in English, at least enough to let us know the prices and conditions such as they are. I can see K is tempted by the blond but I feel the need to remind him that nothing close to his desired GFE will be available here unless he is very lucky. After a half hour of difficult banter with with the English speaker and an untold number of smouldering come hither looks from the blond, we dragged ourselves out of Apropos and found the car where we had left it.
Our final activity for the evening was a short drive round the street hooker scene near Nollendorfplatz. The girls were out in force, some of them looking quite tasty but for some reason K was reluctant to park the car and have a stroll around, always the best way I feel to engage the girls and find out prices. But in the end I can not say I would recommend the service here. The one thing that can be said is the prices are reasonable and if one can find a nice girl it can be a real bargain.
The night ended at around 01:30 back where we began at Pragerplatz. All in all it was a good night’s sight seeing and a fairly decent cross section of the city was experienced. Of course a more relaxing, expensive and ultimately more sexual night could have been had at the “Love-Bahnhof”, Artemis. But for this reporter it was an eye opening evening with respect to Monrouge, a place I had more or less written off as over priced and a bit of a rip off. My mind was changed there which made the night valuable and worthy of a long post.
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