Mailbox

(Hee hee...another word with 'box' in it...)

Good morning fellow perverts!

Every morning, with my first cup of the fluid of life (not THAT fluid; coffee!!), I check My email. If I have a request for an appointment, I would rather know first thing than an hour past when a new applicant is desiring to serve. This morning, finding nothing in my Inbox, I was disappointed. My favourite pet is out of town and has been neglecting Me of late (and he will get a ferocious spanking over My knee when I see him next!!!), and I need to expand my clientele of regulars to make up for the Time Wasting Wankers. Out of the blue, I thought "I wonder if there's anything in my Spam box (hee hee!)". Sure enough, 5 emails that I would have missed had I not checked! As a bonus, at least 3 of them were written by supplicants kinky enough to make Me wet when I read them!

You see, I really do enjoy what I do. I don't need to be PHYSICALLY turned on by a patron to ensure that  both parties have a really good time, but there does have to be something I can connect to. (Kinksters get that of course. The guys that send Me pictures of their dicks, not so much.) So what turns me on in an email request?

I would love to worship Your pussy
I want You to abuse me
I want to be with an older woman; can You help me?
Will You make me your little sissy?

Why yes. Yes I will.