So, I figured I'd post a little scenario of what a particular evening in my services would be like for any sub out there interested in knowing a bit more before contact is made.  The Academy is the place I go to learn how to hit people in the head.  It eats up several hours of my day, three days a week, and it generally leaves me sore, sweaty, and feeling quite manly =)  It also means I generally don't have much time to waste when I get home, and this is where my sub/slave would come in.

The Scene

It starts with a call or text message as I leave the Academy saying simply "Meet me at the door".  As I enter, you are waiting there for me on your knees.  You take off my shoes and my socks, then help me out of my shirt.  You carry these items, along with the rest of my gear to the laundry room.  You put the contents of the bag in their appropriate place as I but on a fresh shirt and say hello to the mutt.  Once everything  is set up, you will bring me my dinner.  It doesn't have to be anything fancy, could be a sandwich or some reheated left overs, although you can score some major brownie points for cooking me something special.  As I eat, you will kneel beside me and hold my glass, saying nothing unless spoken to.  After the meal, you will join me in the shower, where I will bathe you, and you will be responsible for washing my back, hair, and beard.  Once cleaned, we will move to the bedroom, where I will lay down, and you will give me a rub down to help massage any pain out of my body.  After that, should you have performed well and I be pleased with you, you may join me in the bed.  If your performance was simply adequate, or less so, you shall sleep on the floor beside me.  If you were truly bad at your duties, or angered me in any other way, you will be confined to the closet to spend the night.

   At any point in time throughout this, you will be expected to perform any duty to my pleasing.  I may come home ready to go and fuck your mouth the second you open it to say "hello". While in the laundry room, I may hoist  you up on the dryer and bury my face between your thighs.  Should the entertainment during my meal prove unsatisfactory, I may have you lean back and gratify yourself on the floor in front of me.  Or, if I am enjoying what I am watching, I may use you as a footstool to prop my feet up so I can relax and enjoy the show.  During the shower, I may bend you over the side and take you from behind.  I may interrupt the massage to have you climb on top of me and grind away till we are both satisfied and spent.  You will be expected to be ready to perform any of these duties, or more, at any point in time, on command, without hesitation.

Well, my first journal entry's going to be pretty lame, but I recently got around to reading this little story off of Fleshbot, and, well...if you're a sub, and this article rings true to you, let me know.

http://fleshbot.com/5826195/flogged-and-fucked