Residenz Avalon
Femdom household doesn't take kindly to visitors
Stepping out of the station, you follow the hand-drawn map through old industrial areas of the city. You are looking for the famous Residenz Avalon, a name to strike fear into the heart of visitors.
It takes a while, in the warm summer's evening, but the map is good and you are soon at the door of a building with the right nameplate. The brick building is old, like a warehouse overlooking a nearby river.
Curiously, the door is open - perhaps someone is currently moving deliveries into the building? You look around and don't see anyone nearby.
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