Guys, the gif function is overwhelming and difficult.

But he snapped the strap on this.

So I guess we’re even?

Sir and I had a wonderful visit.

But he’s left now.

And, well, sigh.

I thought that if I left the special lube for Mr. Purple at Sir’s place “by accident,” I’d be able to avoid having to put him in my butt again. I felt pretty clever about that one.

Except that plan just backfired, and now Sir’s sending me to the store to buy some lube where I’ll have to freaking present it to a cashier and uuugh.

Pouting forever.

indisdesk:

Sometimes the wait is the hardest part.

The wait is always the hardest part.

I may not be too good at behaving,

but I’m awfully great at showing remorse.

My flight is cancelled until Sunday.

I’m pouting like crazy because my inner control freak just isn’t having it.

But my Daddy reminded me that it’s some extra time with loved ones. So I’m trying to have some perspective and I’m off to take a little nap with Sir.

Happy Belated Birthday.

You know, I felt bad for not sending you a message on your birthday, especially after the rather high standard I set for myself last year.

So I did some brainstorming with my cats who, incidentally, were curious about the removable nature of your tail and wondered why a kitty would want to be without her tail, like, ever… I tried to explain about the vibrating and the blah blah blah, but you can’t reason with cats.

So I did some brainstorming with my cats about what would be best for a belated type of birthday message. We shared some drinks on the rocks while the hellfire smouldered and decided that it might be fun to throw you a surprise party!

But clearly an ordinary surprise party would only be appropriate for an ordinary girl and since you’re anything but ordinary we thought that maybe we could make it a ‘Surprise! I know you just woke up naked and chained, but we’re all here to celebrate and we need some drinks so be a good girl and don’t make a fuss’ kind of surprise party. Wouldn’t that be fun?

But then I remembered this unfortunate incident…

…and so I got to digging though my drafts folder (which is only slightly larger than all of tumblr) in order to find a more suitable birthday tribute idea, and fortunately I found one! Think of it like a pattern for the prettiest little summery dress, but adapted to something a little more your style. Maybe Mr. Craftsmate, handy as we all know him to be, could help you make it?

I hope you enjoy it. I’d suggest adding some wheels.

Happy Birthday Ivy. I hope 2014 treats you better than I do. 😉

Mr. Why Ess-acly

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Oh my gosh you big meanie.

nankingdecade:

Where all the girls who wanted to dress up all pretty and be like princesses end up.

HMPH.

Sir’s being a big meanie and not letting me rub my pussy until bedtime.

I am posting this here to signal boost this grave injustice.

Pout.

I want to be a pouty suspended girl

but I’m way too much of a control freak for suspension

so I’ll settle for being a pouty girl for now.