Cape Town

There’s a rare kind of magic in meeting someone like Amira—the way she carries herself with the grace of a princess, the gentle strength in her touch, and eyes that hold a world of stories and warmth. From the moment she enters the room, you feel something shift. The air softens, the world quiets, and you know this will be more than just a massage.

Hello,

I am Master Damon. When we shake hands, you’ll be distracted by the sinewy lines along my forearms. Or you might suddenly go blank, startled by the piercing blue of my eyes. I am not who you are drawn to when looking for a boy who reminds you of your high school sweetheart. I am the man who makes your heart quicken. I am the man you seek out when you need a night of forgetting. I am the man whose calloused, warm hands will soon be caressing your back… But only after I have made it sting with my whip.

Do you remember that period when frenetic days blurred together so quickly, and so quietly, that when you looked up, the year was over? You found yourself holding only memories of bland work days, a great deal of tension in your shoulders, and a vague sense that you're actually a lot more fun than you seem to be?

Please note that I only massage women. I am happy to provide a couples massage together with a female colleague.