OK, where have all the ladies gone? I think we are living one of those 1950's sci-fi flicks where all of a sudden a town goes flash and next thing you know there are no men, or women, or dogs, or icecream. In this case, the domme's are gone. Eddie! Tamp! Run for the hills! The Martians have vapourized the domme's! They saw all that leather and latex and took them for the superior species that they are!
woooooooosh........ (sound of tumbleweeds rolling through)
(sorry, having a Westworld moment there). Anyway, once our beloved domme's get done with their holliday brunches, and shopping, and more shopping, and bistro-hopping, I am sure they will come back and cuff us up-side the head like we deserve.
...sigh.
woooooooosh........ (sound of tumbleweeds rolling through)
(sorry, having a Westworld moment there). Anyway, once our beloved domme's get done with their holliday brunches, and shopping, and more shopping, and bistro-hopping, I am sure they will come back and cuff us up-side the head like we deserve.
...sigh.