Special Report! Pennycumslut (& Friend) Hit Fantasy Factory in New Westminster, British Columbia in May, 2019 (w/PICS)

Doc here, a man who some say was the fill-in PA announcer for the Victoria Grizzlies of the BCHL for a 2 week period in 1996. 

It should come as no surprise that one of the breakout stars in this thing of ours in 2019 is the incredible Pennycumslut. This naughty redhead has blazed quite the trail across the Pacific Northwest, with her reports and photo shoot with your old friend in the white suit and aviators generating thousands of pageviews. 

In this Flash Report, Pennycumslut makes a visit to a new location: Fantasy Factory in New Westminster, BC, Canada.  Being new to Pennycumslut and her date, they stepped into the unknown at this location, and things were not as they appeared. 

Please enjoy the words and brand new pics from my good friend Pennycumslut!

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Hi Doc,

An adventure from earlier this year to Fantasy Factory in New Westminster BC in May 2019.

Fantasy Factory
New Westminster, BC Canada

We head out. Vancouver's version of adult theatres. I made him call in advance and they said we could. 

About halfway there I'm quiet, in my own head. He asks if I'm nervous and I concede that I am, a little. I tell him I may not do the talking and will let him lead this.

"L" is not my usual theatre companion at this point; in fact this is the first time he is taking me anywhere alone. I talked over a few points in the car; how I feel sometimes, things that I need, and that I have no idea what to expect at this location.

He is young, cute, and enthusiastic with a little edge of dominance when it comes down to it. I tell him he needs to hold my hand.

The parking lot is dark and seedy; it is shared with a pub and only a handful of cars are parked near the store.

Fantasy Factory

We walk around to the front entrance and it's locked; a note saying that after a certain hour to use the alternative entryway. A glass door and bright lights; a retail counter straight ahead and the typical porn and sex toys selection beyond that. A gate beside the counter reads theatre...

My escort steps up to the counter and says hello to the clerk. The guy is a douche. When asked about the peep shows he condescendingly states that it's where men watch pornography and masturbate.

We ask to be let in and he says no women are allowed. I get a bit pissed off at this point and manage to say that we called. "Called who?" -- "here!"

Ooooh, he is suddenly understanding, "haha". He tells us there's preview rooms and the awkward hateful back and forth continues as he makes us pick a DVD, tells us not to rush him, lets us in, and tells us first door on the left.

Fantasy Factory

I wonder if he hates all women, or just women whom he has decided are sluts. It's a new experience for me - a clerk at a place such as this making me feel ashamed. I shrug it off.

Through the gate there's darkness and noise further ahead. Where I want to go -- down the dark hall where the strangers are. It is not to be and we obediently step into the room on the left, sort out the lights and wait for the porn.

(For curious males, I sent my beau on a recon mission at a later date: it's dark, dirty and accessible; it seems fairly reliably busy and there are different age groups, and there are booths/gloryholes. He got his dick sucked and came out sweating.)

It is hot and dirty and airless. The room smells like cock and disinfectant; there's weird floral wallpaper on an overhead space, and a hole dug into the bench with the foam exposed.

Odd Wallpaper Choice
Fantasy Factory

Dirty.

Possibly actually one of the dirtiest spaces I have been in since starting to do things such as this, which is saying a fair amount and only adds to the charm...

We slip quickly into banter mixed with sexual aggression; he is dirtier here and rougher here in the dimly lit room with porn flickering on the screen. I'm on my knees on the hard, filthy concrete floor and he fucks my face; he slaps me and tells me dirty things; he tells me I'm a good girl.

Pennycumslut

We hear noises outside of our little room and the knowledge is there that there are other men walking past, hesitating when they hear us. 

You can hear the pause when I make noise. When L spanks me hard. When the noise is just wetness and fucking. The sound of the gate opening and closing to the main retail area.

Pennycumslut & L

I wonder what might have happened had we left the door ajar, and how quickly we may have been caught.

We last as long as we can in the hot, unclean space and step out when we are both dripping with sweat.

Pennycumslut & L

Back through the shop, the clerk is still an asshole. "Dude, you might want to button your fly," he announces loudly, as if to shame us.

I dissolve into laughter since L doesn't have a fly or a zipper on his pants and we step outside into the cooler air.

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Doc here once again... Many thanks to Pennycumslut for another great report (and also the pics) from the front lines in the Pacific northwest, and this time at Fantasy Factory.  Take it from The Good Doctor, a welcoming staff at an adult theater/ABS (best example is Secrets in Des Moines, WA), makes all the difference in the world. The staff at Secrets is THE BEST!

I'm sorry the surly staff at Fantasy Factory made things awkward for you, P & L.  And to the staff at Fantasy Factory in New Westminster, BC, come on, man!   Don't be a douche to my friends. 

Why?

They might just write up a Flash Report from a visit to your establishment, and I might just publish it.