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I love this city. I’ve been taken in by a Master Domme and her Woman. Upon giving me a housekey and showing me my room, I’m informed that I’m “welcome to bring tricks home as long as they’re clean.”

It’s nice to be among family.

These two are the splendid epitome of kindness. I could not have dreamed of better hosts if I had taken an entire spin around the sun to do so. Part of me truly loves them already, as if I would say Please and Could I really? if they asked me to stay. I’m tired now, exhausted really. I can feel it in my muscles where they meet the bone. I need someone’s hands now to lift them up and give them space so the tendons and bruises may breathe.