Pup is making spiked hot chocolate for a New Year’s Party.
Be jealous.
(So it’s the first year in a while I’m not going to sex party. But, c’mon, spiked hot chocolate.)
(And have an amazing night, tumblr.)
yum
Somebody has been wearing her big-girl sassy panties lately.
Somebody has been getting a little mouthy about what other people should or shouldn’t do with their time.
Somebody believes she can make manifest her desires in the world with magic.
Somebody has expressed fantasies about being shackled, boxed, plugged, and shipped off to be just one more helpless squirmy pet in a whole collection of girltoys.
Somebody should be very careful what she wishes for.
Yeah uh remember how I said I haven’t been scared lately?
Okay, you win.
Heh.
God damn.
Yes.
Definitely getting a suit.
Um yes totally unbiased opinion clearly but yes get a suit yes very good yes.
Little problems
StandardThat awkward moment when you are hanging out with another little and your boyfriend rolls up the sleeves of his white dress shirt in order to eat and you both stop and stare like 😻
So, Craftsmate just confirmed he can take time off of work to help me move to my new place in under a month.
In addition to having a lot of an easier time setting up my new apartment, I’m sure I can look forward to a lot of this.
Soooo here we are
The excerpt can be found here
If you wanna help Ivy’s book get funded you should go here
i fucked up some words and stuttered a bit. and there’s mechanical sounds in the background because Dear was doing a thing but
Whee?
Remember how I said I was done talking about Sweetheart?
I lied.
Bright, you’re awesome and sexy and yum.
DONE FOR REALSIES THIS TIME.
You didn’t think I was pretending when I told you I would own you, did you? That somehow we were playing? We are grown-ups, dear. Children play; we commit. And you and I have committed.
In your case, to sleeping in this cage, chained to the bars, until you have developed a more positive attitude to your new situation. If you are good perhaps you will in time deserve a mattress, maybe even a blanket.
Mmmm. Damn.
I have to admit that every time I see knives, I think of Ivy.
Funny, every time I see sexy ladies in dinosaur masks, I think of you. But that doesn’t happen nearly as much as it should.
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