Mistress, slave and the two dommes in training are now safely ensconced in our little apartment in the Marais district of Paris, dug in through Christmas. We are overcoming jet lag by gorging on chocolate mousse and two much coffee.
The holiday lights are a delight here, as the Parisians ward off the gloom of winter.
You will be glad to know that Mistress's clean shaven folds have been welcoming to her slave. Although the close confines of our little walk up in an ancient building required us to stifle our expressions of mutual delight this morning.
"At least the bed doesn't squeak, slave...."
While strolling last night after dinner, we did notice an interesting action figure in a window displaying holiday gift items.
"Look Mistress..... our Western Correspondent must be marketing action figures? It's got a special occasion cock!"
I may have to review his employment contract with UCTMW World Media Enterprises to see whether we are due royalties.
"It would make a nice stocking stuffer, slave....". Mistress noted.
And I will let that line speak for itself.
Enjoy! And thanks for getting my day started with a smile!
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ReplyDeleteThanks for the shout out Mick and Molly!
I'm sure you will have a great time in Paris!
The jealous
WC