< Dear Melissa,
I would like to apologize for clogging your inbox with this message, but I found your profile on myspace.com so irresistible that I had no choice but to write to you.
My name is Trent and I recently moved to Tallahassee. I have only known one true happiness in the world, and that is the unmitigated joy of a woman. My life's passion is to give everything of myself to a woman—to devote my every waking thought to her happiness and to endeavor to play a part in the fulfillment of her life.
I began my journey in high school as I approached women about being their submissive maid and errand boy. What began as a simple rendezvous to clean their house would almost inevitably find it's way into transcendent conversation. To this day I still speak to several of the women that I served in my formative years.
I followed this path through college. My personal life would vacillate from dating a sorority girl for six months, to becoming deeply involved as a woman's servant for the next six. There wasn't much rhyme or reason to my movements—I would just follow what felt natural at the moment, but I began to find that the relationships where I acted as a woman's slave were remarkable. No two encounters were ever the same (whereas I found you could often mark the geography of a traditional relationship with a map—understanding where you would find yourself after the third date or second month). What initially began as a simple arrangement of my doing a woman's errands and chores would inevitably lead somewhere else. I might find myself hiking to the top of a mountain at dawn to do yoga, training a woman for a marathon or hosting a cocktail party for her friends.
It took a while to place my finger on the pulse of the situation, but, when I finally found it, the truth was simple: By building a relationship on utter honesty, devoted to the sole purpose of finding a way to be a part of a woman's happiness, we both found a place devoid of the usual constraints of inhibition. By freeing myself of any desire except for a contribution to the woman's happiness, by making myself her slave, she began to grow in a completely unbounded way.
Throughout college I worked for as an assistant to a lawyer, but one day we spoke of submission, and the relationship morphed into slavery. I acted as assistant, sissy maid, errand boy, cook, chauffeur and personal trainer to her and her daughter. It was perhaps the most fulfilling 18 months of myself, and what drove me forward in the world.
I found myself living with two dominant women this year—as their roommate to the world, but slave in actuality. I truly enjoyed my time with them, but one of the women became seriously engaged to recently and asked that I simply be her flat mate. I find such transitions too painful, and so I came to Tallahassee for graduate school.
I am seeking a woman to take me as her property. I am eager to be your maid, assistant, errand boy, chauffeur, masseur, personal trainer—literally ANYTHING you ask of me, will be done. To the world I will simply be your employee and friend, but you will know the joys of having a handsome man cleaning your house in the outfit of your choosing. The ability to wake me from a slumber at 3am to bring you a favorite snack; an attractive man to work like a dog for you and your friends’ amusement, and a true and constant confidant. Through this time I will be completely devoted to you, but you will be free of any restraints to pursue your romantic desires.
I suppose a little more about me would be nice. I am a 23 year-old Jewish man. I love music, theatre, movies, sports and literature. I am clean-cut and well spoken. I have a great relationship with my parents and have worked as a personal trainer and personal assistant at the highest levels.
Would you have any interest in allowing me to be your slave?
Uhh... have any of the rest of you guys gotten something like this before?