Zille Defeu’s Fetish Fantasies

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The first Folsom Street Fair that my Master and I went to as a couple, we bumped into a friend of his, and chatted for a while. The friend made some joke about his slave using a safeword (for something silly, can’t think of a good example at the moment) and we all dutifully laughed and my Master continued the joke with, “A safeword — what’s that?!” I tugged on his sleeve to get his attention, and said, “Sir, that’s what I tell the police I have if they ever break down the door while we’re having a scene!”