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I wish to serve as a weekend slave

I have a busy life focused on work during the week. I cannot interfere with that. However, once the weekend arrives I would love to shed the responsibility of leadership. I seek a Dominant woman who can own me and use me as she wishes for the weekend.

I have a few limits
No Scat
No permanent marks
No underage people
No posting of photos of my service


Beyond that I place no requirements or restrictions on how my weekend owner uses me.

I wish to keep my anonymity, so I post no pics here. But am happy to use video to chat or share pics with a potential slave owner.

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9/5/2011 2:26:11 PM
Just a short piece of text describing one way in which I might serve, it is based on a couple of real experiences woven into one scene. Mistress opens the door to let me her into her apartment. She is wearing a red silk robe. She shuts the door behind and says "Undress". I do as instructed, folding my clothes neatly, for I know the price to be paid if I do not do so. Once naked, I drop to me knees and stare down at the floor. I wait, as Mistress leaves the room. She returns after just a few minutes, but I would have waited for hours without a word or moving. She hands me a bottle of skin cream. "My legs are dry". I open the bottle and put cream on my hands. She lifts her left leg and places on my thigh, the weight is a discomfort, making the kneeling position a little more difficult to hold. Working from her foot, I slowly rub the cream into her skin. My body starts to shake from the position I hold, but I utter no complaint. I am happy to be in her presence and happier still to be able to touch and caress her. After both legs have been moisturized, she walks away leaving me alone in the room. When she returns she carries a chain with clamps on either end. "Stand". I obey, keeping my eyes cast down. She pulls and rolls my right nipple, the applies the clamp. The pain is sharp and intense, I let out a moan of pain. She gives the chain a tug, I whimper again. She attaches the other clamp, both nipples now throb with pain. "Take the books out of those shelves, dust the shelves, and return the books in the correct order. Once you are done, I will remove the clamps." I dutifully undertake the work required, feeling my nipples throb as Mistress sits on the sofa behind me and works on her laptop. When I am done, I return to my kneeling position and wait for Mistress to notice. Several minutes pass befores she gets up, walks over and inspects the shelves. " you have mixed-up the order of some of these books. Raise your ass." I am sure that the books are correctly placed, but if Mistress says otherwise, I know not go argue. I raise my ass, the nipple clamps still throbbing. She walks to the table and lifts a flogger. She runs it across my ass and between my legs, extending the anticipation. Then she flicks it lightly, a mild sting on my ass. Gradually she increases the intensity until the blows are painful, my ass starting to throb. I let out moans and whimpers of pain, but I am aroused by the sensation and I harden. Eventually she tires, drops the flogger and says "Stand". I stand and she pulls the chain hard, yanking the clamps away and I let out a cry as the pain of the clamps is replaced with a more intense one. She laughs softly. She walks back to the sofa, picks up her laptop. I drop back to my knees, feeling pain in my ass and nipples. I wait for her next command.

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Daisygirl13
 
 Age: 48
  Ohio