NICKNAME (IN MY HEAD): Santa
THE ARRANGEMENT: He liked being slapped and yelled at, the more degrading the name-calling the better
MY BANK ACCOUNT MISSES: Having Christmas whenever I wanted: clothes, shoes, gadgets, furniture, anything I wanted
I PERSONALY MISS: Laughing with him. He was just a jolly guy and we shared the same sense of humor
WHY IT ENDED: I always ended up with a sore throat. Also, I moved to a new country, and no amount of money was worth the travelling to lose my voice over and over. My health comes first, but the main reason were is very scary subdrops. I wasn’t acquitted to deal with them at the time, so I send him on his way to a more experienced Domme.

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