Take for example Michael, the only real time slave I have owned. The responsibility I had for his needs ended up outweighing any pleasure he gave me. I should have considered the financial, emotional, and physical demands he would place on me, but his incredible good looks and his obvious adoration for me overrode my better judgment. Opposites may very well attract but pairing a serious, analytical, direct, ambitious and unemotional domme with a frivolous, passionate, polite, and emotional slave did not work for us. I count it as the least successful venture of my life. My private sessions with men I’ve met at a local dungeon have been much more successful. I have almost no expectations for them so I’m never disappointed and sometimes I’m pleasantly surprised.

So, I’ll continue my search for the perfect slave. Who knows, maybe I’ll find him on niteflirt. Stranger things have happened.