like a moth to a flame i spent a lot of time here. even finding a mistress who is now reduced to rubber statue, who i was compelled to kneel in fount of as i passed by touring this odd land.
the dancing rubber mannequins call me to join them on the floor, siren music that spell binds me for hours. was it their presence, their thick aroma of polished latex, their occcasional brushing near me, transfering their energy too me?
- i look around the decore and keep moving - extracting myself from the lith siren spell, not realising that by joining them even for a few songs, they now have me in the marks. they know me, able to read my desires, so deeply hidden from daytime day to day. they see a kindred spirit and will eventually claim me as their own.
now just a matter of time before they collect me and i join the permanent display?
can someone please im sl the club owner - Kumi Itoku - , she might need to steal me from another domme.