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Asian female searching for her submissive, who will serve and obey her. Is it really that hard to find a sub who's professionally successful, educated with at least a college degree, handy around the house, and useful? I have lowered my age requirement to 40. He must be WHITE. He must have a clue about what it means to be a sub. He must be professionally employed, college-educated, have outside interests from D/S. He must be obedient and willing to go through what it takes to be trained to be the perfect sub. This is not a part-time, random, play situation. I am looking for someone who is able to commit to it and willing to be readily available. I am a high-maintenance woman who likes to be spoiled by my subs. As a sub, you need to be useful, whether it is around the house, in the bedroom, outside of the house. In many ways, a sub is no more than a tool to be used for the pleasure and comfort of his Empress.

Let me make this clear, either be in Arizona or NYC. If you are in neither of these places, Have the resources to get on a plane to meet me when I deem it appropriate.

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12/17/2017 10:44:03 AM
Why are there no subs who fit my qualifications in Arizona?

5/22/2017 7:29:20 PM
I thought I wanted to find Prince Charming so I could be a princess, but then I woke up and realized I'd rather be an Empress and rule and have men serve me.

4/18/2017 5:07:35 PM
I am looking for a submissive female who is interested in serving me and a male switch.    You should be in Arizona.  

9/11/2016 2:24:29 PM
Searching for a very successful, powerful man who has the need to be in a FLR. Being submissive needs to be in essential and the desire to serve needs to be overwhelming. Have you ever fantasized about your secretary leading you around by your cock? Forcing you to service her? Do you secretly get excited at the thought that everyone thinks you run things but it's really your secretary?

6/20/2016 7:14:54 AM
Currently, searching for a sub who can be of some use.   If you are an architect or are able to use software to do plans for home renovations/expansion, you could be my current sub. Email me and lets discuss your skills and what use you could be to me.

4/27/2015 9:07:29 AM
There is nothing better than a sub who has is useful.  Searching for a houseboy/handyman sub.  Do you have handy work abilities?

4/27/2015 8:53:54 AM
Empress Caitrona's Castle (Part 1)

It was one of those days, tiring and exhausting, where life and work were pulling me in a million directions.  By the time I got home, my neck, shoulders and back were in complete knots.    I was too exhausted to do anything including making or even ordering dinner for myself, and then with a smile, I thought--oh, yes, life is good!   This is why I have a sub.  

I quickly texted him and told him to put on my favorite outfit (which consisted of a pair of tight Seven jeans and tight-shirt that hugged his rugged and athletic body) and to get his tight, round ass over to my place and on the way to pick up lobster rolls and lobster bisque (my favorite go to comfort foods).  I knew that despite my exhaustion, tonight was going to be an excruciatingly erotic and satisfying night for me.

My sub was an exquisite man.  No one would ever imagine the dark and intense needs that he had simmering just below the surface.   No one would ever imagine that outside of the boardroom that he loved being on his knees and loved serving his Empress in any manner that would please her.  

My sub was beautiful, well over six feet, hair the color of dark chocolate, eyes as green as rolling hills of Ireland, a body worthy of a being a Michael Angelo's statue, and a cock that was perfection--8", cut, and thicker than my wrist.   The things I loved to do that cock....

He arrived in his Tesla, what he liked to refer to as his every day car.   I still find it funny that men are bound by ego when it comes to cars and that women are so captivated by a man in an expensive car.    Little do these women know that that they were of no interest to him.   He was collared and loved being under the spike of my Louboutin heels.  Funny how just the site of those red bottoms would make him hard as a rock.

He entered my home, put my dinner on the counter, and came into my room.     He knew that I would be lying down on my chaise waiting for him to greet me properly.    He immediately undressed, showed me his cock that was caged, and then came in front of me, and knelt before me.   He lovingly placed on my foot, which on this day was encased in patent leather, red 4" Gucci sandals into his hand.  He began to massage around the ankles, and then gently placed my foot into his mouth, sandal and all.   His tongue caressing the toes and then he placed the tongue under my toes and began to suck.   Foot play always got me wet. 

He continued to do this until, he instinctively knew what I was searching for.   I grabbed at his hair as I undid the belt of my silk robe.  I was wearing nothing underneath.   

"Thank you, Empress," and he was truly grateful.   He was so happy that he would be allowed to touch me, pleasure me, give me joy.   All these things gave him intense satisfaction and happiness.    He once told me that the most contentment and peace he had ever experienced was when I granted him the honor of being my sub.  

He placed his loving hands at my ample breasts, and began to massage and then pinch my nipples until they became hard as pebbles.  He then proceed to take my nipples into his mouth as he worshipped my breasts.   He sucked and bit the nipples as I opened my legs wide for his probing fingers.   "Thank you.  Thank you," he said as he continued to worship them. 

His hands were strong as he pulled me half-way off of the chaise, positioning me for what was soon to be the best oral I had received from him to date.   I pulled his hair and continued pulling until his head was bent backwards and only then would he let my nipple leave his greedy lips.   He looked into my eyes, and he begged, "please may I", and I smiled and opened my legs for him.  

"You have 2 minutes to make me cum," I told him.   "Every minute beyond those 2 that you don't, you will receive 10 lashes," I explained.  

"Start," I ordered as I pushed the button on the timer.  He wasted no time.   He put my legs over his shoulders and spread my lips open.  He knew exactly what tempo I liked and the pressure.  Had I been in a giving mood, I would not have fought my orgasm, but there was a need to beat his ass until it was as red as my Guccis so I tried desperately to keep the orgasm at bay.  

His mouth and tongue were voracious as he sucked and licked.  He flicked his tongue over mercilessly back and forth over my clit.   Fast and hard.     He bit down on my clit as his fingers entered me.  He had long and thick fingers, just lick his cock and he massaged and entered back and forth, trying desperately to stroke and massage my g-spot to bring me to orgasm.  This was not only his usual enthusiasm, but also almost a desperate determination.   I knew it wasn't the pain he was afraid of, but the feeling of failure if he couldn't "please me".   My pleasure and his were so intertwined.  He knew that even if he made the 2 minute mark, I'd find another way to beat him until the day's frustration was just a fleeting memory. 

We both heard the buzzer of the timer, and I laughed, and he groaned.     But he continued to flick my clit with his tongue as he inserted a second and then a third, which bordered on being almost too much, but he was tenacious.   My fingers clawed at his hair pulling and ramming his head closer to my pussy.  My legs opening wider to give him more access.  The pleasure of his tongue was amazing.  The strong stroking, the fast flicks, the fingers pressuring inside me was too much, and I came apart.  The pleasure was piercing as rolls and rolls of intense cumming came over me.   My strong thighs pressed against the sides of his head, my hands clenched in his hair and pressing his face into my pussy was preventing him from getting air, but I didn't care.   I wanted the intensity of the orgasm to continue, with the waves of pleasure going on and on, and I wanted his tongue to bring me to another orgasm, which he was more than willing to do.  

His strong hands pried my thighs apart as he continued his onslaught.    And just when I didn't think the pleasure could get any more intense, somehow it did.    He laved my clit and then bit down just as the wave of orgasm came over me, and I cried out in intense pleasure.  Over and over the waves of pleasure crashed over me.  Over and over until I felt wrung out, and I pressed my red heels against his chest and as the spikes bit into his upper chest, I pushed him backwards until he was lying on the floor looking up at me.   There was such adoration in his eyes, and though he failed on time, I knew that he had a deep seeded pleasure from the pleasure he had just given me.

I smiled my evil smile, and he though he knew what was coming, he smiled the smile of sub who had pleasured his Empress and made her very happy though he knew he had "lost".  He did not care about the pain that was to come.

"My bad, bad little boy.... " I began...



To be continued

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lilSEXYgirl
 
 Age: 27
 Green Bay, Wisconsin