When clients come to the rescue

How a session with a good client can be very uplifting…and less of a job!

Welcome to the Domme House

Sometimes, you put on your latex and heels, slap on your lipstick, walk into a dungeon with a client who is begging for your attention, and you own the fucking room. Other times, you put on your lipstick because you need to get yourself into that headspace; because otherwise, you would much rather be home watching tv and eating popcorn. And sometimes, if you get really lucky, you get a client or two who actually rescues you from your daily life. That’s my Sweet Little S.

Client S is a CD, or cross dresser. He’s biologically male, but will always in my mind be female, as that’s how she presents when we chat and email. She has my personal cell phone number. I know a bit about her personal life and job. We’re never going to come home and braid each other’s hair, but it’s not nearly as clinical…

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