I was very sceptical about it because, how would one trust a person whom one has not seen, and more importantly how would one discuss sex on a virtual...footing? This was the main point of my thoughts that kept me from registering at such sites.Eventually, I succumbed to the online bug. I had registered in various dating sites. The Indians literally treat a dating site as an extended sexual site. While most of the responses were more from women asking for paid meeting, starting from INR 13000 for. I walk languidly, feeling the dampness seep into the fabric of my suit. The crowd dissipates and he and I are alone. He is shy, and I have to look at him and smile an invitation for him to come to me.He is perhaps 30, probably married, and blushes as he asks to take my picture. I nod yes, and his paunch jiggles as he circles me, snapping again and again, as if he is afraid I'm a vision and will disappear before he is through. Satisfied (or perhaps out of memory) he breathlessly asks to sit with. A few moments later, Mom's door opened and she came out, followed by Eric. They walked down the hall and were gone.Pam snuck back across the hall to Mom's door and peered in. Everything in the room was perfectly neat, as if nothing had been disturbed, but the smell of sex filled the air. Eric had fucked Mom.Pam hurried downstairs and saw Eric alone at the buffet table, piling a plate full of food."Hi, Eric," Pam smiled as he crammed food into his face."Pam," he nodded, and walked to the table.. She orders me to squat all the way to the ground and pick things up with my cunt. She is probably more sadistic and creative than my owner. I think she is only limited by her general apathy and lack of sexual interest in me. If she is bored and feels like teasing me, though, she knows I won’t put up any fight with her. I know she is trying to poke me until I do but I don’t want to give her the satisfaction of being right when I lash out. My daughter often tells me thinks my submission is just.