We know first hand how pathetically sad we men can be. We get messages and emails too, like the boneheads who contact us as if we are some clearinghouse for desperate Dominatrices.
“Mistress wish to be used. Bondage cbt electric and more. Take me too limits of pain and pleasure.”
Why would you email that to a Mistress Directory? Why would you think that a Domme search site could just hook you up like that? Because your name is Scott and your pent up testes and dripping desire to serve has overtaken any sort of common sense.
Sadly, the message above isn’t the only email we have received from poor Scott:
“Mistress wish to serve and obey your every command like bondage torture electric. And to be totally used by you”
Indeed, poor Scott has lost his senses. All he needs to do is to use our website to search for a Dominatrix. Surely he can find a ProDomme near him who would be willing to torture his worthless body.
But, I digress. The point is, if we must wade through messages from confused, weak-minded men, we can only begin to imagine how full Your inboxes must be, dear Ladies. If the Scott’s of the world are resorting to sending such senseless messages to us, then we feel badly for You.
We, as the inferior gender, promise to try to do better. Some of us will. Some of us, like Scott, will continue to miss the obvious and beat our heads with futility against one wall and another.
Your beauty and sensuality beguile us, leading to this confusion. We fall victim to our own desires. We should know better, but in some moments we cannot help ourselves. We want You to own us, we want to show You our appreciation. We just get lost on the way.
That is why we need you, why we adore you, why we clamor for Your attention. You clarify our world, and You help make sense of the muddle in our miniature brains.
We love You, so please, please, please forgive us.