Hello miss,
Following my visit last Friday I wanted to give you my impression and some comments. Overall I'm happy with this outing, if only for the fact that it allowed me to see how this kind of club worked.
First of all I must tell you of my sadness at not having met you. That would have been a joy for me! I will arrange for my next visit to arrange a date when I can see you.
First of all, the places are very well laid out. Space is a rare commodity in Paris and the general layout is tastefully and cleverly decorated, giving off a captivating atmosphere while maintaining a refined outfit.
Your companion Alexandre is a friendly person who does everything possible to make people feel comfortable.
At the start of the afternoon there were only four of us in the room and I had the feeling of feeling a little fumbled. However, I was lucky to be next to two sublime women, especially Berthoulle. No doubt the fact of not having the “codes” of this kind of place explains my hesitation. However, that didn't stop me from ending up at her feet to worship this goddess as she deserved...
On the other hand, I loved the domination sessions. Fantasizing in front of your screen is one thing, seeing it in real life is much stronger. I think I have a lot of empathy for my fellow human beings and I believe in the communication of energy between individuals. I sometimes felt like I felt the blows the models were taking. I was also troubled by the ambivalence of the feelings I felt. Even though we know that we are present for the same passion, it is normally not morally admissible for one person to hit another in front of witnesses without anyone moving, especially while taking photos. Sometimes I wanted to shout: “Stop, she’s in too much pain!” » But at the same time my willed helplessness gave me forbidden thrills.
And once again, what sublime women... I would add that Alexandre is indeed a master in this area.
A little word also for Marie, a charming barmaid with whom I chatted for a few moments. Please greet her for me. She has a natural, almost innocent smile, anachronistic in these places. But I noticed that when she took her photos her smile wrinkled slightly, an involuntary mark of the sadistic pleasure she took in immortalizing the torments she suffered on the lens.
In the end I think I'll come back to your club. On the other hand, I would really like you to be present. Can you tell me the next dates you will be there?
