Oh gosh, put it on my body.
lingerie
Regarding my silence since announcing my weekend trip: it’s less that I’ve wanted to hold you all in suspense and more that I’ve been busy since I returned yesterday.
But some things:
- It was nice to see a certain bunny again.
- It was equal parts fun and exhausting to take the trip with Pup.
- I got flogged a lot and deer-skin floggers may be my ultimate problematic fave.
- These shorts/whatever you’d like to call them are from the aforementioned bunny. I never thought lace could be cozy.
In unrelated news, as of Saturday, we’re a month away from the five year (WHAT???) anniversary of this blog.
But more on that soon.
“Hell,” I said, “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms.
Um yeah so very, very much this.
I realize that a lot of the things that would make my abduction fantasy hard to execute – mostly the fact that I’d get bored alone in prolonged bondage – would be totally remedied if I had a buddy.
So, like. Yeah.
Last night, I sassed Pup so he called me little lady and made me stand in a corner.
Heh.
Books, boobs, brown lingerie, bee tattoos, brick walls.
Sent a version of this photo to Pup a few minutes ago, and liked it so much that I took another. Sir’s hosting a play party in a bit and I’ve got my outfit and my collar on and I’m ready to go. This isn’t the one I am demo-bottoming at, but I’m still a nervous girl.