Femdom dating is a crap shoot, emphasis on the ‘crap’ sometimes.
I’m not sure I ever wrote about the submissive in the US I said “No thanks” to.
He emailed me, was too young, had no way to afford even a single visit. He was just curious and wanted online attention and shenanigans while pretending he wanted something else.
After I said ‘no thank you’, he contacted me using another name, same IP address (amateur mistake). When I challenged him, he said, “No no I’m just staying with that other guy you talked to, I’m definitely not HIM! I live in Australia, I’m just visiting over here :)!”
Him: “Anyway, I saw he blew it with you and I looked you up. I’m submissive also, and I’m SO VERY INTERESTED. Plus, local. Just not right now :).”
I asked him where he lives then. He found a place on a map and told me, using the full name like no local would EVER do.
“Mmhmm, okay, so when are you back here?”
“Two weeks :).”
“Mmkay then, when you get home, send me a photo of you standing in front of [local landmark] :).”
“Oh, I will. I’m not lying! It’s the truth. The truthiest truth you ever heard. Honest! You’ll see! And I’ll definitely do that the minute I’m back. I can’t wait to meet you!! So excited!”
Oh how I waited, dear readers, all breath-holding on my tippy toes with excitement over this amazing submissive who definitely 100% wasn’t lying.
(I know you’ll be shocked. SHOCKED!!)
I NEVER HEARD FROM HIM AGAIN.
Oh how I cried and cried.
And then cried some more.
This story and many others, lead to this:
I’m getting some really great emails recently from smart, interesting submissive men (I know! C-19 is reanimating them or something!) and my first instinct is not to go ‘whee! :D!!’.
It’s to go ‘I don’t believe you’.
And you know what? I hate that.