I’m a big girl, Sweetheart thinks to herself, as she tries on the unfamiliar lingerie and makeup. I’m gonna work in a big girl club. I’m gonna take extra shifts and earn lotsa money and make Daddy proud and and…

“Sweetheart,” his voice interrupted. “How many times do I have to tell you not to go through your big sis’ drawers?”

tallulahtightrope:

Some pictures tell such a lovely story. Me and Zara, years ago, playing until we fell asleep as the sun came up.

Um. Can I have a slumber party like this sometime with somebody?

There’s something really sexy about a good smirk.

skype? x

Dear Princess, it seems everyone likes your new panties. You should quite being so shy already and show them off some more. They didn’t even see the deer! Can’t wait to spank that jumpy bum. <3 -Daddy

But I just didn’t wanna be vain(er than I usually am.)

(Yes, this is from my Daddy. No, normal freaking people can’t send me messages like this.)

This reminds me of someone who can probably come up with a significantly better caption for this than I.

Also can we discuss how perfect the panties my Daddy got me are?

More photos to come, but I’ll stop spamming you all for the time being.

So orchestrating this one took entirely too much work.

Since my face had to be out of frame and I couldn’t see what I was doing while I videotaped. (Tumblr gifs were cramping my creativity.)

But I think it turned out cute.

(Fixed itttt.)

I’m teasing Sir on Skype right now.

This was what I wore, with fishnets, during a certain threesome with him and SG that I need to work up the nerve to write about already.

(Please ignore the bruise on my inner thigh, I dropped a freaking kettlebell into my lap.)

Squirmies are always relevant to this blog.