I have been submissive for as long as I can think. I sometimes tried to bring a little BDSM in previous realtionships, but it never really was what I dreamt of. It just felt like my partner were playing a role not really being themselves. Also, I have never really confessed how deep and dark my desires really were. This led to the fact that I never really was truly satisfied.   
Sometimes, when I was relly horny, I kept scrolling through hundreds of private ads, looking for someone who would tret my like the slave that I am. Mostly, the girls I kept finding were ripoffs, trying to get some money out of desperate guys. But I kept trying.   
One friday night, I stumbled upon an advert that I thought was really interesting. The title said 'Looking for a good boy that will treat me like a Queen'. What struck my interest was that she seemed to live about an hour away. Other than that, there wasn't much more info which made me think: 'great, another ripoff.' But somehow, I couldn't resist.  
Usually when I call the numbers on these kind of ads, I hide my own number just to be somewhat safe. So I dialed the number and waited. It rang, which meant, the number existed. It kept ringing. 5 times, 6 times, 7 times. I was about to give up, when she picked up and just said 'I am showing my number here, so it would be nice if you showed yours aswell.' Then she hung up. My heart was pounding. I was trembling. I was sweating. She sounded so strict and yet her voice was kinda.. cute? She sounded like she was older than me. I am really bad at guessing someone's age. But I'd say she was about 45 to 50.   
I was torn apart. Should I really call her with my nuber being visible to her? What if she was trying to expose me? What if she was just another scam? But then, what if this is what I have always been dreaming about? Her voice, I just couldn't resist....  
I went into my phone's settings and turned Caller-ID back on. Then, I dialed the number again. It rang, but this time, she picked up after the second ring. 'Hello', she said. 'H..Hi' I said. I have never been more nervous. 'Who am I speaking to?' her voice sounded through the speaker. 'Have.. have you placed an ad on the internet? I called you a few minutes ago.' I tried to say as calmly as I could, trying to hide the nervousness. She took a few seconds before answering. Then I heard a cute laugh on the other end. 'So you are the shy boy who tried to hide his number from me? Are you afraid what i might do with your number? Poor little slutboy.' It felt like I was being kicked in the guts. In a good way however. I have never been so aroused in my life. She then proceeded to say. 'Listen slut, If you are interested in treating me like the goddess I am, I will give you a chance. But you only get one chance, do you understand? Where are you from?' Without thinking, I replied to her and told her that I live about an hour away. It was like I was listening to my words without saying them. I had no control over what I was saying. 'Good' she said. 'It is now about half past six. This is what you are going to to. You are going to shave in all the important places and  you are going to take a shower. In the meantime, I will send you a text with the bar you will appear in, exactly at eight. You will wear a red shirt and sunglasses. I don't care that it is dark. This way, I will recognize you. And then, your first task begins. I will be wearing red Louboutins. This is the only information you will get from me. It is up to you to find me. Your first words to me will be: I am a slutty slaveboy. If you speak to another woman, this will be properly amusing for me.' She laughed and the asked: 'Did you get all of this?' 'Yes, I understood everything.' Then, she hung up and the only thing I heard, was the tooting noise in my phone.   


To be continued (maybe?)

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