About me…

I retired, divorced, and sold my house on Long Island in December of 2019 in order to move in with Mistress Suzanne full-time. This allows me to be far more useful in serving her. I love, respect, admire, and adore her.

I am allowed two rooms in the house. My quarters are just off the kitchen. This is where my clothes are kept. I share the space with the laundry, food freezer, and cleaning supplies. My ‘man cave’, my permitted ‘fortress of solitude’ is a tiny space just off Mistress Suzanne’s medical play room.

I truly believe my purpose on earth is to serve. I’ve felt this way my entire adult life. In a turn of the century butler’s handbook, I once read an entire chapter dedicated to the honor & nobility of a life in service. It fit well with my image of the male submissive as the Queen’s loyal knight.

A Christian up-bringing left me with two distinct tenets – humility & service to others is divine and “All are created equal before God”… though later in life I came to accept the corollary to that axiom – “but some more equal than others.” Women were the more equal in my mind. Do not underestimate me, I am no a wus. I am a sober, successful, intelligent man, reasonably fit, and more than a little bit capable. I am a problem solver. But I choose to surrender my gifts to my Goddess to command and direct as she desires, because I worship women. Pure and simple.

I once wrote out my sexual history, that doesn’t belong in this article, but it detailed all the events in my life that essentially ‘programmed’ me into submission to dominant females. It is a permanent and unbreakable part of my pysche.

Some percentage of readers won’t read all the way through this article, so I want to say first & foremost, what I do for my Goddess isn’t as important as the underlying fact that my life centers on her. Her needs, her wants. My first and last thoughts every day are about her and how to improve her life. Yes I whine and pout sometimes when our wants clash. I’m human. BUT I have a pretty good success rate at sublimating my ‘self’ to her will.

About my service

A long time kink acquaintance of mine half jokingly described the nature of my service as that of ‘a 1950’s style housewife’. Yes, true. Fortunately for everyone, without the desire to wear a skirt & heels. ( I would look frightening cross-dressed!) But Suzanne keeps me around for the “manly” stuff as well. To snake out the bathtub drain, build a deck for her hot tub, dig a pond in her garden, install pocket doors in her dungeon… and to open the occasional pickle jar. I guess you could me her Wubby. 🙂 Here is a peek at the life I choose to live in service to my Goddess.

Every day service

When not being disciplined with chastity, I spend time edging myself each morning. I am not permitted orgasms. I worship the dominant female that I find in images and stories – beneath a wall covered with all her diplomas & certifications and surrounded by big 3′ by 2′ posters of her. (okay, I should just say “I masturbate”. I tried to make it sound like something slavey and glorious but really, it’s an old man jerking off to porn. HOWEVER. In my defense… the life we experience is all about context and starting my day off this way sets the tone. Honestly, a hot, sexy femdom story or image can carry me half way thru the day of the boring stuff that makes up a servants existence.)

Next, I update her ads daily on various sites to keep their ranking and visibility high and check each of her websites for software updates or issues. I proof read her posts a well.
I tidy up the living room (usually the last place we are each evening, and we simply leave everything for the morning.)
Organize cat feeding. (I won’t mention how many cats reside with us. You’d be alarmed. Trust me.)
Then I prepare her tea.
Check her computer for needed updates or issues
Clean all the litter boxes and sweep. (A LOT of litter boxes!)
Check on ‘Social Secretary’ stuff for Mistress.
‘My’ time. I pay bills – (‘my’ money is used to pay all our bills. Her money is for her to use as she chooses.) and generally have a quiet moment or two to myself until she wakes up and it becomes ‘her’ time.

All this before she awakens, so you can imagine I’ve learned to move about very quietly indeed! Ninja maid! Hiiii-ja!

Once she gets up, I make her bed. I think she loves to annoy me by making it herself sometimes or by ‘helping’ me make it. It simply isn’t important to her, so walking past it all day seeing the sheet hanging crookedly out from under the bedspread and the pillows just tossed in a pile at the head of the bed irks me to no end, but I always thank her for her kindness and generous spirit towards me. 🙂
Make her breakfast if she desires one.
Exercise – this is new to me. I am not obese, but my health had been on the decline the past several years, culminating in a stent in my hip and open heart surgery. To say this was upsetting to my Goddess would be an understatement. She curtailed my smoking, started me on daily exercise, and lectures me regularly on improving my nutrition and dietary habits. Nothing says ‘I care for you, you are mine!’ more than 3 miles on the treadmill and a Keto dinner. 🙂

While she is busy reading through her morning mail, I shower – Ha! You’re thinking this isn’t a slave chore, right? It is! I keep my face smooth shaven because I know for a general fact that 20 grit sandpaper on the inside of a woman’s thighs isn’t conducive to her arousal. Similarly, fingernails with motor oil and yard dirt aren’t often welcome around or inside wet spots, so I keep mine neatly trimmed at all times. I lotion my hands to keep them from feeling too rough and trim my pubic region. I also squeegee the shower walls when done with it. Of course all this takes time and Mistress rides me about how I spend so much time in the bathroom in the mornings… <eye roll>
General cleaning, tidying, dishes , load & empty the dishwasher follow.
I do the laundry as needed, including folding and putting everything away.

Mistress will then generally decide the day’s tasks. This can include anything from intense cleaning to repair work, painting, construction, gardening & yard work, plumbing or electrical repairs, car repair or cleaning, or just a good brisk cardio walk! 🙂 If she has no plans or is busy with work, I’m free to do as I please, but I generally stay close in case something comes up that she wants me for. Of course if I have something I’d like to be doing, I respectfully ask her it she is okay with me going off to do it.
I prepare lunch and dinner as well. (We are experimenting with ‘Hello Fresh’ and ‘Dinnerly’ lately which helps me out by cutting my shopping time down and is also increasing my repetiore of meals…)

Other Service as needed

Check the Ph and chlorine levels in the hot tub. (My alter-ego, Rolondo the pool boy!)
Grocery shop

Put out the trash, including hauling the bins out on trash night and putting them back once they have been emptied.
Vacuum, Scrub the floors, Dust

Mow the lawn, weed the garden sitting area

Pickup/clean the dungeon after client sessions.

Give her massages. I purchased a 2nd massage table so I can give her a massage upstairs or down without a lot of drama moving stuff around. She has had me watch massage technique videos while giving her a massage so I can improve my skills.

Pedicures – A Pro-Domme needs pretty toes for a lot of her clients, let me tell you! I have my own pedicure kit and consider myself skilled at pampering her feet. A pedicure to me begins with a warm foot soak, exfoliating her heels and soles, removing any stray hairs, and of course, all the things that make a pedicure look perfect. 🙂

So it all sounds like pretty unskilled labor, right? You’re probably thinking, “I could do all that!”?

You probably could, but not as well as I can. That’s not ego talking, what I’m referring to are the years of observing and noting every little detail about the woman I adore & serve. I know how she likes her rope coiled. How she takes her tea. A lot of times, I know when she wants a tea before she even asks for one. 🙂 I know she hates seeing electrical wires all over the place and no matter where she leaves her purse, I know the first place she will look for it , and I will always move it back there. I know her insecurities and work towards removing any cause for her to be anxious in her life. And the toilet seat! OMG. The scariest sound in my entire life is the sound of the toilet seat dropping into place, because that means I left it up! A mistake I’ve made exactly 6 times in the past 3 years. NOTHING is as important as the position of that toilet seat, trust me!

Travel – we travel frequently for pleasure. I never take a carry-on, because Mistress always needs two, so I am free to carry hers. My idea of a vacation involves a comfy lounge at the beach, cool drink, and warm sun. Mistress enjoys adventure. Ziplining, parasailing, kayaking, snuba and snorkeling. So we compromise… and do the adventurous stuff. Her happiness, not mine. In the end, I confess, I almost always have a good time doing everything she wants, if only because I love seeing her happy. 🙂