I have been offered money to be a submissive.
Weird I know.
This was about two years ago, just after I moved to the city.
She was a woman in her late 40s or early 50s. We met via Alt and she had misled me from the very beginning.
When we met I noticed her first lie. She was not in her mid-forties as her profile said, she was easily in her mid fifties. I was 30.
Ok, no problem, most women fib about their age so I wasn’t too upset about that.
It was after maybe twenty minutes of conversation she confessed to what she was really looking for.
First off, she was married to a very wealthy man. She knew that he had a few girlfriends on the side, she claimed that she rarely saw her husband and had decided it was time for her to explore her dominant side. She had a few casual play partners but wanted something more. She wanted a boy to be on her beck and call.
She told me to think about it.
I would be given my own apartment close to hers, I would be free to do whatever I wanted with my free time. If I wanted to go back to school, she would pay for that as well. All of my needs would be taken care of.
I would be required to be available to her at all times. If she called me in the middle of something I would need to stop everything to leave and be available to her.
I would not have any limits and I would be required to wear a chastity device at all times.
She asked me what I thought of her proposal and I was totally speechless.
I won’t lie, I do enjoy the idea of being a boy-toy or a kept man.
The sad thing was, I actually considered it. I don’t know why.
I wasn’t attracted to her in the least, nor did I really feel submissive to her.
Maybe it was the opportunity for a unique experience or the intoxicating idea of being under so much control.
The fact that I even considered it for a minute surprised me. I was ashamed that I ever made fun of gold digging women who date guys only because of their money. I know more than a handful who have and have given them endless amounts of crap over it. Now I, if only for a second, was considering the same.
I sometimes wonder how different my life would be if I had taken her up on her offer two years ago. I wonder if my answer would have been different if I was attracted to her.
Instead of sharing a small apartment in East Harlem with one of my best friends, I’d be in chastity in Chelsea.
Note to self: If you ever are in chastity, you must move to Chelsea, “chastity in Chelsea” would make a great blog name.
Looking at it all now. I have to say that East Harlem was the best choice.
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I doubt there’s a pervert among us who hasn’t at least considered exchanging our sexual services for money. Some of us have even done it. But given that you say you didn’t feel attracted–or even particularly inspired to submit to–this woman (do those two go hand in hand?), I’d say East Harlem was the better choice.
*chuckles* Hey my name is Chelsea and I love boys in chastity. sweet.
I have come across that before, and usually it ends in disaster.You made the right choice.
Personally, I am always a bit amazed when I am offered money to do something. Reecently I was offered a summer holiday in a posh surrounding, swimming pool, all the shopping I could do and a willing servant. All I would have to do is wear a key around my neck to someone’s chastity belt.
Some “lucky” Domme will have a good life this summer. Me, I am spending it on cold and windy Iceland…
and even pay for going to school? that’s hot.
i think they are called patrons…
is there anyway i could get Her alt screen name? She sounds like a fascinating woman.
you know, money does create power. and power is intoxicating. i don’t think it’s sad at all that you considered it. maybe culture is what makes it harder for you to resolve your feelings about it– i think it would be a LOT easier for a woman to agree to such a plan. we’re not socialized quite so much to be our own people.
Oh my! How many times I’ve thought about the luxury of being a wealthy dominant woman’s pet. We all make decisions for a reason – and, in the end, we shouldn’t regret them.
john
I have had a similar offer two years ago, but in UK. The Lady in question is gorgeous and wealthy in her own right. She told me I need a rich Lady to look after me and I to be her slave. She told me she is that Lady.
I wanted this so much. I was told it would not become a reality for about two years. Now is the time. However, her priorities have changed. The position is no longer open.
So, thats life! Possibly I missed the one great opportunity to live my dream. Then again it might all have been a disaster.
Aqua