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ACCEPTED AS A SEX SLAVE FOR A 47 YEAR OLD MILF….!🔞🔞💦 A couple years back, I hopped on my fetlife account after being MIA for a couple months. I was 19 years old at the time and had a strong admiration for older women. I remember reaching out to about a dozen of them. Only 3 responded. Of those 3, one of them stood out more than the other two. She was a 47 year old MILF who was looking for a “young cub” to play with. In her description she stated she wanted full control and that who ever she played with must be ok with all of her fetishs. This involved foot worship, Cbt, Ballbusting, bondage, impact play, role play, consensual non consensual and many more. There was a couple I was iffy about but I figured if we got to it, I would at least be open minded about it. After all beggers can’t be choosers. After filling out my application, I waited patiently. As the days passed on by, I started to feel like I would never hear back. Just as I was begin to lose all hope, I got a notification. Jennifer had sent me a message with a list of things I must provide before we meet. This included a valid drivers license with proof of age, a full nude picture of me both hard and soft, and a list of fetishes I personally enjoyed. I sent everything back within minutes of receiving her message. The very next day, she said I passed her background check and wanted to meet up in public. We met at a chipotle about 20 minutes from where I stay. When I got there, she looked way better in person than in her pictures. She was a full figured women with curves in all the right places. Standing at just 5’5, she had long black hair, green eyes, freckles around her nose, c cup titties and a thick ass and thighs. She gave me a hug and treated me as if I was a student of hers. She gave me the round down of what she expected out of me in a very light hearted manner. She said she would do her best to meet my needs but hers would obviously come first. We talked for about an hour getting to know each other. She wanted to get a better understanding of who I was by diving into my childhood and what kind of family I came from. When we were all set to go, she gave me her number and told me she’d text me her address later that night. Around 9pm she sent the message to be at her place at 7pm that Friday. When Friday rolled around the corner, I made sure to shave and be spotless for when I went over to Jennifer’s house. Before heading over she asked me what I preferred for her to wear and sent me a couple of pictures in different outfits. I landed on some lingerie with black stockings and thin panties. The moment I arrived, she was already in character. When she opened the door, she grabbed me by my balls and pulled me inside. She made me strip down right then and there and ordered me to fold my clothes and leave it by the front door. From there she got on her knees and tied a sting around both of my balls and my dick. She made sure it was nice and tight and began walking me around as if it was my leash.