The Last Submissive – A Femdom.Dating Testimonial (1)

We met on Femdom.Dating. My profile was male submissive, she was (obviously) a female dominatrix. Her profile picture was of a pair of long, perfectly sculpted legs in fishnet hose; on her feet, four-inch black patent leather high heels. I instantly wanted to get down on my knees and worship their owner.

I couldn’t believe she wrote me first. The way it mostly goes on BDSM websites is that you write to a dozen mistresses, hear back from one, and ‘she’ turns out to be a ‘he’—some asshole jerking around male submissives around for shits and giggles. Unfortunately, our alternate, kinky universe attracts a perverse collection of posers and scam artists who cycle through dozens of profiles each month, ripping images of sexy models from the Internet and luring the unwary sub with phony profiles.

After a while, you can spot the fakes; frequently, they recycle the same boilerplate text, only using a different image of some porn star or a pretty girl off of Facebook.

Alternate Lifestyle Websites

The alternate lifestyle websites try to detect and delete these fake profiles, but it’s impossible to keep up with the deluge.

So, it comes down to “let the member beware.” You really have no idea who you’re dealing with or where they are located. It might be some African teenager pretending to be a voluptuous blonde from Sweden. These scam artists prey on innocent submissives who long to obey their Master/Mistress, think it’s real and before long they’re hooked. Once the D/s relationship is established, they get reeled in like a fish on a line: “My husband died of liver cancer and I need help, wire money, slave.”

Submissives rightly become jaded and wary. And yet . . . and yet . . . hope springs eternal.

Hope Springs Eternal for this Submissive

For me, hope paid off. Mistress Hunter’s message leaped from my laptop like an arrow shot through the heart. Why? Because it was obvious that she had actually read my profile and that she was a real lifestyle Mistress . . . one with a plan.

She wrote:

“Hello slave, you state you want to experience true submission to a dominant woman, and that you want it to be real, more than a scene. You seem sincere and your profile suggests a certain depth of character. I’m currently in my selection process for a new submissive. I prefer candidates from the Metro D.C. area, and will review them over the next week, so do not delay. You must respond via the email address below. Enter ‘Candidate 46’ in the subject line. Attach a recent face photo and your real-life job résumé. Write a short essay explaining why you seek this position and list any prior BDSM experience. You will address me as ‘Ms. Hunter’ in all correspondence.”

Ms. Hunter

In my reply, I wrote that my BDSM experience consisted primarily of encounters with professional dominatrixes. I wrote that I was on a “vision quest,” seeking to transform myself, wanting to learn how to truly please a woman. I figured that was what she wanted to hear, and it was more or less true. But mostly, I wanted to worship at her feet.

I attached a face picture and my résumé with some misgivings, but knew if I didn’t, I might as well not bother. I sent off the email with a mixture of hope and trepidation. The next day I was thrilled to receive a reply.

To my delight, there were some pictures attached, four of them: the same Femdoming profile picture; a shot of her in a dominatrix outfit, a black mask over her eyes and a riding crop in one hand; a view of the same outfit from behind, straps criss-crossing her muscular back, a sculpted, heart-shaped bottom that I wanted to bury my face in; and finally, a picture of her in a sexy, tailored power suit with a naked man prostrate at her feet.

She was totally hot.

A True Lifestyle Female Dominant

The header read: “True lifestyle female dominant, the goddess you’ve always dreamed of and more. I’m currently accepting candidates who seek the honor of my attention. If I choose you as my next slave, you will take part in an arduous one-year training program. Only truly serious submissives need apply.”

Below that was a profile. There was feeling of authenticity to it, in particular the birthdate, which lined up with her age. No poser would ever admit to being 50; the fake mistresses are always in their twenties and the height/weight proportions often don’t match the photo. (For that matter, few posers would ever send an email, they always want you to text or chat.) I noted the profile was in the ALT.com format; I had an account and made a note to search for a Mistress Hunter. As for her kinky preferences, they were the usual stuff, all except for one, which had me a little scared (I’ll let you guess which one):

 

Mistress Hunter

Age: 50

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Birthdate: November 20, 1966

Marital Status: Divorced

Height: 5 ft. 8 in

Body Type: Athletic

Smoking: I’m a non-smoker

Drinking: I’m a light/social drinker

Drugs: I don’t use drugs

Education: Master’s degree

Race: Caucasian

 

Bra Size: 34 / 75 B

Speaks:   English

Have Children: Yes – but not at home

Want Children: Happy with what I have

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Hair Length: Long

Glasses or Contacts: None

Eye Color: Blue

Astrology: Scorpio (Compatibility)

Personality Type: Assertive

Purity: 95% Pure

I think about ALT lifestyle: All the time

Role: Dominant

Level of Experience: All my life

Dress: Business Attire

Social Orientation: Conservative

Safe Sex: Yes

Demeanor: Assertive

My Kinks:

24/7 total power exchange, anal sex, breath play, blindfolds, bondage, breast/nipple torture, branding, chains, chastity devices, cock & ball torture, confinement/caging, defilement, domination, handcuff/shackles, high heels, humiliation, lace/lingerie, latex, leather, massage, masturbation, nipples, oral sex, pantyhose/stockings, power exchange, shoes/boots, role playing, scent, sensory deprivation, spanking/paddling, whips.

Under this profile, there was a final line of text that read, “Mistress Hunter has received your response and will get back to you if you are selected for an interview. Thank you for your interest.”

My heart sank; it was an auto-message. Come to think of it, given that I was ‘Candidate 46,’ then there were probably at least 50—if not 100—wanna-be subs like me. This was a submissive cattle call. Oh well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. It beat corresponding with some poser from Mumbai.

 

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