Mistress,

I am sorry that I did not contact you earlier, at least to explain my visitation upon your profile and my reasons for not seeking you. I hope you will forgive me for taking up your time to read this.

I the hunger for submission revealed itself to me last winter, and I cannot stop yearning for it since then. The thought of making my only focus the desires and wishes of a strong woman to the exclusion of anything else seems blissful to me. Choices make my brain numb; the more there are the more numb it gets.

Service is my reason for seeking this type of relationship. To focus on you, to meditate on your presence, is what I would desire to give to you. I really have no sexual need to “get off” for myself. My interest would only be in what pleases you.

It might be fun to know your wishes and tastes so well that when we could go to a restaurant, and it would seem as if I was an alpha male because I am ordering for you. Both of us laughing inside knowing it is sooooooo not that.

I am not needing a primary type relationship. Whatever time you wish to have my presence and service would be my wish.

I am sad because I do not think I am worthy of your attention. I am somewhat overweight (about 20 lbs), and my life is in flux (got a life coach to help me with that). I live with my mother. I perform a valuable service for my community, but could not afford to live on my own. Lastly, I have breasts. I have loved breasts for a long time, and when it became clear at one point in my life that female companionship was remote, I grew some for myself. I just love the way they feel. I am not a crossdresser, particularly because I would look silly and I do not wish to desecrate the female form by trying to emulate it at my age and bone structure.

So, I look upon your profile, wishing I could be the boi you are looking for, yet knowing that I am not.

Thank you for reading this. Best wishes on you search.

SingularDvotion