myotherself -> RE: Slaves with 'wierd' limits. (11/5/2011 7:30:14 AM)
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lol - for a while I had housework as a hard limit, particularly after a first visit to a guy's house. We had met online, met in real life a couple of times and seemed to get on well. I made it clear that for him I was 'sub' not 'slave' (no real M/s vibe). So the first time...I arrived. Dressed all purty in a dress and heels. Got through the door. Was told to pour drinks. Did so. Then I was told to hold his drink to his mouth and feed him the wine. Ermmm...ok.... There was a plate of grapes next to the sofa. I was told to feed him grapes. Riiiiiight... After a couple of drinks he asked for the phone. He called up a local indian takeaway. Ordered one meal. One. I asked him if he'd already eaten. He said the food was for him, and if I did a good enough job of cleaning his bathroom, then there was some yogurt in the fridge. I just stared at him. I got up, looked at the bathroom and nearly puked my lunch. There was a dark brown crusty ring on the floor beneath the toilet that extended a full foot away from the bowl. And embedded in this stale piss-crust was enough pubes to stuff a mattress. The shower curtain had started off pale blue, but was thick black mould halfway up its length. The bath...well, let's just say it would need to be sandblasted before the Mr Muscle could come out. I picked up my bag and my coat and left without a word. But even more weirdly - he called the next day to say he'd enjoyed himself and when did I want to come over again?!
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