E-mail Submitted by Robin:
Hellooooo,
I love what I’ve read, and seen. Would you like to earn some money $$$ while you study with your books, do homework, read a novel, sew, knit, listen to music, smoke a cigarette (if u do), etc)?
I will lie on the floor and you rest your feet on my chest wearing high spike heels (like a padded foot-rest). Yes, a little unusual, but once you get use to it, you won't even know I am there. ABSOLUTELY nothing else will happen - just love the feel of nice spike heels on me. Please be a dress size 6 or less. Please be a naturally born female. This is for real, not a gimmick for whatever - just for business & fun: I don’t want to date, no relationships, no hanky-panky, nothing weird, etc. This will only work if you really have something to keep you occupied.
Best,
Jacob
8 comments:
My friend "Angelicia" was a stripper at the Hustler club. She had guys pay her to let them come to her apartment, dress as a female maid, and clean for her. There were a few other bizarre kinksters, but she said they were always polite (usually older) gentlemen. With her tips from the strip club, plus these added "paychecks," she put herself through grad school and also got her Ph.D.
So, OP...you should maybe consider signing up for it!
"I don’t want to date, no relationships, no hanky-panky, nothing weird, etc"
So, asking someone to rest their feet on you for money is "nothing weird" to you?
^ not if your name is Matt
Do it. I command it.
I don't think this is weird at all. It's pretty average, as fetishes go, and he was very specific and polite in his request. He made sure to emphasize that he is not interested in a relationship or sex, just this particular kink fulfillment. Not gonna lie, I'd probably do it if I fit his criteria.
Yeah, this is pretty vanilla as far as kink goes. Hell, if I got that offer, I'd take it. After, of course, meeting the guy several times in public.
^ True.
One time I met this girl online who said she was into REALLY kinky stuff....which intrigued me!
When we got to my place, I decided to take a shower. I was only in there for about 15 minutes and when I came out she was putting on her jacket to leave!
I asked her what was up, and she said "Thanks for the good time....I shit in your bed, blew your dog and masturbated with your cheese grater...I'm outta here!
Sadly, I never saw her again.
Oh, Howie. How heartbroken you must be to live every day with the knowledge that your True Love was also The One Who Got Away...with shitting in your bed.
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