thinkivykink, I am like 99% sure you’d want to be the one in white being walked out.
Funny story, you big meanie.
I like wearing white lingerie. I like how it’s perverted and sick in its own innocent way. But tonight I’m wearing black because Sir says it’s time I grow up. Pout.
Oh my goodness.
For my next birthday, I want a bimbo princess party, too!
LOOK IT’S IVY
Yeah I saved this a whole year. Do you blame me???
Current status.
Sir, one of his partners and I are going to a play party later tonight. My outfit is 98% fringe and not much else. It’s gonna be awesome.
It’s the first time I’m meeting this partner and I’m a little nervous but also a little excited.
That Time Pup Was Celibate For a Little Bit, Part Five
Pup was leaving my place one night when somehow I figured out he was carrying his knife on him.
“You’re not supposed to be,” I badgered. I had been leaning up against my door while he was putting on his boots.
He got up to his feet. “Says who?”
I crossed my arms over my chest, “why are you even carrying it?”
“Because I want to.”
Feeling a little coy, I asked to see it. I jumped a little in my skin when he flicked it open. When he took hold of my hand and unfolded my fingers, I froze. Carefully, he pressed the knife into my palm, making sure not to break the skin.
“Pretty sharp, huh?” He was grinning.
I blushed. “Uh huh.”
My face was still burning when he left.
One day, I think, I’d like to be shoved into a room full of people with markers. Or lipstick. Or whatever.
This is like the ultimate challenge for me. I’m an absolutely horrible multi-tasker. So when it comes to this, I just utterly fail at it because I can’t focus at all.
Ugh.
Because sometimes I’m a little scared of how much I trust you.