Well it seems my profile on Genuine Swingers seems to be garnering a fair amount of attention. At the last count there are ten messages sitting in my inbox, all proclaiming that I get in touch with a promise that our contact can lead to wild and sensuous indulgences. Now in my profile, which contains a particularly attractive picture of oneself, there is a note, a disclaimer none the less, which says anybody reading said profile should read all of it. I thought that would be a nice obvious place to put it. In it, it states anybody who would like to contact me, should do so at a hotmail account, as I am a non-paying member who is unable to respond to mails from this website.
Low and behold not one of these females who have gone to all the effort of writing an email on the website have bothered to read my profile properly which would have more than likely gained a response to the contact they made. Now the obvious question that arises in my mind, is the one which asks are women who proclaim to needing a hard cock and have a predilection for a manifest nature of sexual desires and peccadilloes, are actually so eager in their haste to get their hands on a fine specimen as myself, that they can not control any rational ability to take on board what they have read. Now there is a possibility, no matter how remote, that these women may all suffer from acute attention disorder, dyslexia, or any manifest number of ailments which would prevent responding more directly, or, there is something decidedly fishy going on. The conclusion of which at this moment I am not completely certain. I have gone to the efforts of making it even more obvious how to contact me, so one waits with bated breath, to see how these so-called lusty wenches respond.
I should point out at this juncture that I did actually receive a response to one of my exploratory emails the other day. Only one though I should draw your attention to. This came from Mistress Stephanie. It seems our Mistress is a dominatrix of sorts. She tried to make it particularly clear that she is the one in control, and that I would be there solely for her pleasure, to use and abuse in her own way and time. Now I can see a particular attraction to such an arrangement. In her dictatorial way, as is her want I'm sure, Mistress went on to say how she would like to see me kneeling down in front of a picture of her, in her full gear with a pair of her panties in my mouth. Her orders went on to say, that I should get myself to climax then stop and imagine her standing in front of me, with one of her colleagues Mistress Katrina none the less holding a whip over my arse. Only then would I be allowed to come over those panties of hers. Again, a little bit different, but who said difference was a bad thing. As they say, I am game for a laugh, if nothing else. Then we come to the hitch, in order to continue with the possibility of such fun and games, I need to write to this mistress, enclosing a cheque to cover the cost of said panties which would be stuffed down my throat. I can understand this direction, but really should I go out of my way to pay for the undies of this young lady. An agreement I seem somewhat reluctant to reach. I think I will write to said Mistress, asking her to waive this cost on this occasion as the reward she will receive, in terms of myself, would be a small price worth paying.