We had emailed back and forth for several days. I explained that I was looking for a submissive slut who knew her way around a cock. Someone who understood her proper place was at the end of my dick. She said she wanted to please me. So I went over to her place to try her out.

She answered the door as she had been told dressed only in her bathrobe and slippers. It was a ratty old bathrobe but at least she was starting off well by following instructions.

I pushed past her. "You're over dressed slut. Drop the robe and slippers and get on your knees."

After my slaves Cancer, she was no longer interested in anything that we use to have in common or share. I fully understand this and respect her needs and wishes. She no longer wants to be a slave, nor even have a man in her life.
I am seeking a new slave. I am 52, heavy set hairy and healthy. I am relocatable and very open minded. Experienced and want a slave who is also experienced or at least fully understands the mind set of a true slave.
Write me, lets talk.