"The gang bang, the strap-on, the 'walk naked through the house,' it become common," Limas says matter-of-factly. Everything."Still, there's one story he relays with evident glee.It's about a regular, a businessman-type, very proper and buttoned up.
In 2012, during the UN's Rio 20 sustainability conference, Centaurus was raided and shut down.Full of beautiful women and XXX behavior, Rio de Janeiro's Centaurus has enticed celebrities, soccer stars and anyone else willing to pay a fee and go inside.We go behind the doors of a scandalous sin palace After four years of tending bar at Centaurus, the most elite brothel in the sex-for-pay melee that is the recklessly beautiful city of Rio de Janeiro, Sergio Limas — 47 years old, pleasantly gruff and handsomely handlebar mustached — had become unfazeable."There was no legal motive," the public defender on the case, Clara Prazeres Bragança, said about the bust."But perhaps in [the authorities'] head, there was a moral motive."A place like Centaurus — which makes no effort to hide, decorating its front entrance with a giant, glorious rendering of its titular half-man half-horse — is blatantly illegal."He always comes to Centaurus," Limas says, "with a chocolate bar — the name is Chokito.
It's a candy bar with rice flakes, very texturized.
He always gets two girls and he always has this candy bar. And the secret is — the girls shove the candy bar in his ass." Limas pauses, smirking.
"And then he has to eat the Chokito, to satisfy him 100 percent." The staff nicknamed this man hen, last fall, the fumbling libertine Justin Bieber tried to sneak out of Centaurus undetected by paparazzi — covered, in a bit of droll surreality, head-to-toe in a white sheet clearly marked Centaurus— it was a moment of international recognition for the sex house. " Years after these adolescent fumblings, Pelife would graduate to celebrating his bachelor party at Centaurus.
meet Ruvolo in Vila at a lavender house with a wide New Orleans-style porch populated by wrought-iron chairs with floral tops, a peacock tapestry and several women in their thirties and forties in high heels and frilly lingerie.
This is where her friend Aline, a 12-year Vila veteran, is working today.
And so, before I march into the hallowed halls of the mighty Centaurus, I figure it might be good to give some other parts of town a spin.