Abusive childhood, long story, end result I am crazy for really dominant women, and soon found out that they are usually much older than I am. I'm 18. I answered an ad, which talked about a "powerful woman seeking a young, obedient, submissive single male" and I am still in a state of shock, after our first face-to-face meeting. She is a well-preserved fifty, trim and athletic, a higher-tier manager, degreed, well-read, well-traveled, and works mainly from her home. "I want a pretty boy, just like you, who will want me to dominate him to DEATH! I have such an appetite for sexual pleasure that some would accuse me of being close to clinical nymphomania! I don't know what your views or experiences with bondage are, but any reluctance would be an instant deal-breaker! You say you want to be controlled by a demanding woman, but do you understand what that really entails? That you would have NO say over any aspect of your life - you would even have to seek my permission to relieve yourself, to carry it extremes. Any lack of instant and total obedience would be punished by, oh, I don't know, confinement in a tiny coat-closet for, a weekend, the first offense, a week, the second, a month the third...get the picture?" She smiled at me, but it never reached her pale blue eyes, studying me over the top of her stylish 'business' glasses. "What do you think, so far?" she asked coolly, glancing at her watch. "Sounds exactly what I need!" I said, calmly. "I have to tell you though, I need a merciless woman, who will love me but conditionally, like a faithful dog, or such, and will be okay with keeping me hooded most of the time. I really like to have my head locked into a really heavy leather hood, with only two little air-holes at my nose, no other openings. Padlock at the neck strap. Problem?" She laughed, a sound like glass breaking. "Maybe for you, certainly not for me! But why stop there? Why not total encasement in heavy leather or rubber, every INCH of you, except the parts I may have need of, very regularly! Well? Too rich for you?" "No Ma'am! Sounds wonderful! It's like you know me intimately!" Another harsh laugh. "I know men LIKE you! All my life. I know what makes them tick!" Anyway, more of the same, finished dinner left it with me"sleeping on it"..........Now I'm on the verge of the biggest decision of my life, maybe the last one!