Making a Perfect Male Subbie

She had an appointment with the subbie-maker a friend had recommended because she was so hard to please. He could hear her coming down the halls. Her dommie boots were awfully noisy on his tile floors. He would have to check later for divets.
Was she walking in slow-motion? Finally she came into his office.
He offered her a chair and sat, after he had seen her into it. She smiled at his small courtesy.
"Ok Domina, what is it you are looking for that you can’t find without my help?"
"I want someone who is eager to learn or has learned already but is still willing to grow," she said. "I’m tired of flakes with excuses or men who want a fetish delivery system. It’s all about them. I think they have it backwards."
"I understand, that’s a common problem. So specifically, what is it you want your sub to do for you, Domina?"
"I want service, good service. A gentleman, a domestic diva, a body slave and a masochistic toy wrapped up in one. Someone who wants to please me for a change. I hate feeling like I’m their slave!," she frowned. "Or that I’m a top. I want someone who puts the relationship first. Rather than the sexuality. I think they want a pro-domme, not a woman who is a bdsm afficianado. I’m not saying that’s wrong, it’s just not me. So I’ve been meeting bad fits."
"Of course, Domina. I understand completely," he smiled. And he did too. They took their leave and he had a good think about who would be on his list that would fit her criteria. She was absolutely right, it was a common issue.
First, a gentleman. Well he did have a few men who were into feudal relationships, like knight and lady. Some were much like Don Quixote. Just needing a firm hand. She seemed like she could do that. Or perhaps an ex-military type who was used to structure, chain of command and rules. She seemed right for that too. How about a reverse 1950’s house? She might like that as well. He jotted down some names from his roster. He’d interview them first.
Second, a domestic diva. Someone trained in culinary arts and house management. Secretarial skills, cleaning, budgeting… He knew a few who would be great for that and one who had actually been a manor butler for a very wealthy family. He jotted their names down.
Third, a body slave. Someone who was good at bathing, massaging, dressing and caring for her closet. He jotted their names down. He even had a raiki master and certified masseur.
Fourth, a masochistic toy. Oops he had forgotten to ask what her fantasies were. He jotted a note and had an assistant deliver it to her on the run. When the note was returned, he reviewed her wishes with a smile on his face. It made him wish he was free to accept her himself. High energy and variety and the maso would not be burnt out too quickly. That was a good sign. The only obstacle was the fit. He had quite a few options. He smiled.
And he had a new young man who was all stud and innocence. He would see what she felt about training from ground up, if the opportunity arose.
He sent the portfolios and pictures to the Domina to see what she thought and where her priorities really lay.
She sent back the ones that were all fluff and had nothing to offer but a good stiffie. She had passed his first test. She was telling the truth.
It took her a few days to short-list the candidates. Then he arranged a meet and greet. The Domina and a couple of her friends would attend and so would her best picks. She chatted, flirted and teased the men. And he began noticing who she spent the most time with. Funny as hell, but she was only presenting as a fluff. He smirked and suggested a topic to each of her favourites to see if they had similar views. He knew some of them were conservative and some were liberal. She started paying more attention to the liberals. Ok then. He weeded the conservatives away from the party. And brought things to a close.
He met with her for a few minutes and they discussed why she was making her choices. He asked for another night to have a few more candidates for her and she agreed.
The next event went off more smoothly. She was laughing and chatting it up. He suggested topics again and watched to see which side she went for in each discussion. Huh, she was leaning conservative tonight. What a woman. He drew her aside and asked if her views were left or right wing as he didn’t want to displease her. She said left, but she wanted the men to discuss the topics with her. To be intelligent and quick. So he left it to her discretion.
At the end of the night, she gave him 5 names she quite liked and asked him to check with the men. They were all willing to explore further. He arranged the dates with her.
After the dates, he met with the Domina again and heard glowing reports on the men’s manners and conversation. He was happy to hear that. He asked her if any of the five were of sufficient interest to continue to contract negotiations. She gave him her top two picks.
He approached the men and found the interest was mutual. Partly because dommes were harder to find than male subs. It was a buyers’ market, so to speak. But also because she was a fascinating woman and they seemed to hit it off, they thought. He made them aware of her interest and they agreed to negotiate. Awesome!
He contacted the Domina and provided her with the names of the subs’ advocates. And waited to hear…
After quite a lengthy wait, he heard back from the Domina that one had bowed out of the negotiations. Leaving one. She wasn’t particularly happy with that. He asked for the notes so he could see where they had broken down. On their arrival, he carefully reviewed them. It was a bad fit. Both had entered in and conducted themselves in a civil and open manner. He made a note on the sub’s file for future reference. And waited to hear about the second sub’s fate.
Finally, the Domina asked for a meeting. It seems the last one had bowed out as well. She brought the notes and he asked for a few moments to review them. Which she graciously gave.
Once again, both parties had been open and civil. And the negotiations had almost gone through. But there seemed to be a sticking point or two. He made notes on the sub’s file and turned to the Domina.
"You haven’t asked for anything impossible, Domina. And that is reassuring. This man does exist. Somewhere in the world. For that matter, if I were free, I think I would be such a man, such a fit for you. So my question for you to ponder is; do you want to continue searching for the real man? Or do you want to access our robotics department?"
He closed his mouth and waited for her to speak.
In a few moments, her eyes lit up and she said, "Robotics, please. I don’t wish to wait longer."

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