My Beautiful yet Unusal Domme from Craigslist

I have shared my desire to submit to a woman and my struggles with my repressed homosexuality here and other places. Coming to terms with these things in my mind has taken quite some time. I have dabbled with these issues a little in real life. I had realized a few months ago that just fantasizing and talking about it wasn't going to fulfill me. I needed to make these feelings come alive with another woman. Until then, I feel that I am not being true to myself and will not be happy. The problem is that this is my intimate life and private. I am not the kind of person who would wear my sexuality or sex life on my sleeve. I want to share but in a private way.

So I cautiously turned to Cragislist. I am no dummy and know all about the risks and fakes in this venue so I proceeded cautiously. I did not share nude pictures and insisted upon immediate phone contact to weed out phonies and people who are not really interested.

I met one woman, about my age, who ended up spanking me for a while then we just had good old fashioned girl-girl sex. It was fun and hot, but not really what I was looking for. After another couple months, I met someone who truly intrigued me.

Her response to my ad was simple. She said, "I am looking for a girl servant. Please call me at 111-11-1111 to discuss."

I called the number and she seemed kind of nervous. She asked me about myself and I responded to her questions with "yes Ma'am" and "No Ma'am." She relaxed after a while and explained she wanted power over a domestic servant. She wanted me to come clean her house and serve her drinks and snacks and perform other simple tasks. I was thinking "oh brother, what the hell is this?" until she explained further. She said she gets a thrill out of the idea of ordering a young woman around to do menial tasks for no pay. She called it a subtle slavery. She said she thought of it as a harmless relationship between women who are not eaqual; one is superior and one is inferior. I had never really thougth of this but after a pause, I almost gasped. I was getting turned on by the concept as well. She suggested we meet for coffe to chat and see if we like eachother.

When I arrived at the coffee shop she was already there. She was breathtaking. She is 41 years old, tall with shoulder length brown hair. She dresses very smart and professionally. She is educated and a middle manager at a large corporation. She asked me to sit down and said "Please forgive me if I seem reserved. It's not like I do this very often." I nervously responded and said "I understand...Ma'am." As I sat down she extended her hand. I shook it and was overwhelmed with a warm rush. I know I blushed like crazy!

We had awkward small talk which soon became more relaxed. We talked about the places we go and the things we like to do, etc. At one point I laughed and called her by her first name at which point she paused and said, "Aubrey, I would prefer that you address me as Ms. Martin or Ma'am. Would that be ok with you?" To which I shyly smiled and said, "of course, Ms. Martin." She smiled down at me and we continued our chat.

At one point, she said "Aubrey, let's discuss what we both came her to discuss. I like you and I think you are ok with me. Would you like to talk about it now?" I smiled broadly and said "yes Ma'am."

"Aubrey, I want you to come to my home this Thursday evening at 7:30 promptly. Wear Jeans and a t-shirt. Something a maid would wear. You will do very light housekeeping under my direction and supervision. You will prepare me a simple snack. Then you will be dismissed. And to be clear, you will not be paid one cent for this servitude."

To my suprise, I was completely flushed by her request. I admit, I was thrilled." I said that would be ok.

"Ms. Martin, may I ask a question?"

"Of course, Aubrey."

"Forgive me, but I must ask. Because of the way we met, I was under the assumption that there would be a sexual component to this. I am still quite open to that. I just wanted to ask if you desire or expect anything sexual during our time together this Thursday."

She sat back and smiled and paused for a long time. "Aubrey, this is already sexual. Your cleaning my house under my direction is sexual. Your serving me is sexual. Yes, it is not conventional sex, but still very sexual. Do you understand.?"

"Yes Ma'am. I believe I do," I said sincerely.

"A more explicit sexual relatinship may develop between us. But if it does, it will happen over time and on my terms...with your consent, of course. Can you live with that?"

I blushed and beamed " I can totally live with that, Ms. Martin."

She clasped my hand while we both looked eachother in the eyes and smiled. Again, me blushing and trembling.

I dressed in simple tennis shoes, jeans, and a blue t-shirt. I arrived exactly at the appointed time. She answered the doorbell and ordered "come in, Aubry." She looked absolutely beutiful. She was wearing a silk blouse with a lovely skirt cut just above her knees, simple black pumps and a pearl necklass. God I was in lust. She pulled up a wooden chair infront of the sofa and told me to sit. She leisurely reclined on the sofa while I rigidly sat at attention on the chair. She very coldly and matter of factly listed my tasks. It was all really easy stuff. Wipe the counters, dust mop the hardwood floors, fold a pile of towels. Just busy work.

Once we were done with the listing of my tasks, I set about doing them. While I worked she stood behind me, arms crossed examining my every action. She corrected me and politely criticized me CONSTANTLY! She hovered over my shoulder and commented on every little thing I did. She micro-managed the hell out of me and I LOVED it. I was so turned on by her bossiness. She wasnt bitchy. She was feminine and confident. She ACTED like she was superior to me. I truly understood what she meant by all this and why it turned her on. It definitely turned me on.

When I was done, she ordered me to make her tea and toast. When I broght it to the sofa, she took it without thanks. She just smiled and said "you may sit on the floor while I eat." I liked this ;)

I kneeled infornt of her and sat on my haunches while she ate. She did not speak to me. I just kind of stared at the floor and stole glances at her legs and face. I really thought she was beautiful and better than me.

When she was done she asked me to scoot closer and we would have a chat. She asked me what I thought of the night. We both shared how fun and thrilling it was. We were both happy and excited. She caressed my cheek as she put a hand on my shoulder. "I would like to see you again, Aubrey." I immediately replied. " I would like that very much Ma'am."

"Aubrey, I do not want you to get bored with this. Do you have any suggestions for me for next time?" I replied after a pause. "Well, I really enjoy your being superior and my being inferior." To which she nodded.

I continued." I would enjoy doing my chores in my bra and panties...or even nude." I'm not trying to throw myself at you. I am just suggesting it. You can accept or reject my idea of course. You are in charge of all of this. Whatever you want, Ms. Martin. I will gladly return to your service."

She leaned back and smiled."Whew! I do indeed like you Aubrey. I like that idea and like where you are headed. I will think about it and tell you and give you my decision before next time. Are you available for service this saturday afternoon?"

I leaned forward and put my cheek on her knees and said, "Yes Ma'am, definitely."

She put her soft warm hand on my head, knitted her fingers through my hair, stroking my hair and massaging my head affectionately for a minute before she dismissed me."

I lauged to myself in the car on the way home "Damn. That was actually the best sex I've had in a long time!"

(more to come soon)