#need to get more lingerie

[flawlessfaeaudio]

Some lovely lace today <3

[mysicklove]

i hate that dommes are always perceived as super sexy and wear leather and dark colors. like idk maybe I want to wear pink frilly panties and a white miniskirt while I ruin you

[satans-knitwear]

yeah maybe these are Art 🎨 👀

Treat me ~ Tip me ~ More of me

[ranphobic]

men with dollification kinks i raise you mitsuya takashi.

yandere mitsuya who takes you in, who makes the clothing he’d like to see you in. you see he has all your measurements, works to ensure that every piece he makes you fits perfectly. mitsuya who stands behind you as you try on each piece, appreciating how good you look in his designs, bursting with pride that something he made will be worn by his beloved

[littlehatmouse]

wips from valentines day art that i did not plan well and am not finishing tonight

[satans-knitwear]

me and my classy lingerie reveals...🐉

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[moonchild-in-blue]

I love you Blackberry Rose Oud soy candle 💋🖤🌹

[virtualmosshroom]

So many Things i need to purchase and not enough Funds to do it

[elegomez]

this might be an unpopular opinion, but the thing is I don't actually care if people wearing whatever the hell wear in public do feel sexy/turned on by it. I don't think it's unethical to be turned on in public, and I don't think the standard should be "is this thing you're doing sexually arousing to you or others", it should be "are you harassing other people in public". And wearing revealing clothing or collars or leashes is not harassing anyone else.

[useless-rambling]

went to the shrink, told her my low self esteem issues were so unbearable they have been negatively affecting my everyday life since I was a teen, proceeded to answer she definitely had it harder when she was my age cause she was so pretty everyone focused on her (and I quote) piercing blue eyes and luscious blond hair instead of her brain, yeeted my ass out of there as soon as I could

[bitchfitch]

i just got done with my third chiro appointment, and like. I've noticed a significant improvement in terms of how much pain I'm in but I'm also noticing i can't like. stay sitting up. I can sit, which isn't always the case, but the muscles in my back are so loosey goosey/ not responding/ spasming that I keep curling forward until my head is almost pressed to the bed in front of me while I'm sitting cross legged. Don't know what that's about but it's affecting productivity something awful.

[800-dick-pics]

when i see thin and/or untrained tightlacers im like 😖😖😖😖😖😖 bro a corset is 1. not susposed to hurt and if it does it doesnt fit size wise or shape wise and 2. YOU SHOULD NOT BE TIGHTLACING FOR AN 8HR FAIRE!

not everyone needs to have a crazy reduction esp if your body isnt able or used to it.

[baladric]

i fear i am now falling down a hole of csevet aisava's multifarious kinks and also the cultural history of ethuverazhin flagging and queer culture and

[satans-knitwear]

Guess who survived their first exercise class (ever... )

It was me. I did it. I didn't chicken out or run away or cry (much) or throw up (during, at least)

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[drivemysoul]

i want to try that dress on so bad but i don’t have anything that matches it :/

[evermoreal]

price would be strangely possessive over his assistant.

referring to her as things that really aren’t work appropriate at all. “swee’eart,” “dolly,” “sugar.” once, a “baby” slipped through his teeth, but he was switching the subject before she could really catch on.

it’s hard to pinpoint exactly when it was he started tacking “my” in front of his pet names. “my angel,” “my love.”

even when she wasn’t in the room — it was impossible to know he was talking about a colleague with the way he spoke about her. “my woman’s always on my case abou’ shit like that — cholesterol levels, sugar intake. fuckin’ bullshit, but i do it to make ‘er happy.” or “can’t stay long, lads — got my lady waitin’ on me.”

in the summer months, her skirts get a bit shorter and her tops a bit tighter. he doesn’t blame her, the AC is shit and the heat can be suffocating. what does bother him, though, is the way his men ogle her as they stroll past her desk. how they’re coming up with excuses to visit her throughout the day.

it’s an easy enough fix. “why don’t ye come work in my office for the day, lovey?” he’s already collecting her paperwork. “keep an old man company, would ye? i’ve got a nice little fan too, keep ye nice an’ cool.”

though the job came with benefits, perhaps more than an assistant should be getting, price didn’t think it was enough. when her phone started to slow and the screen cracked, he left a new one on her desk. didn’t bother mentioning it came out of his paycheque. if she complains about her outfit — all my good clothes are in the wash — he’ll take her shopping, doesn’t let her worry about the totals. and, hey, if they end up at a lingerie shop, no one has to know, right? he’s just being a good boss. it’s only crossing a few boundaries when he gets her to model it for him in the fitting rooms. when she disappears behind the curtain, john adjusts himself in his slacks — it’s a natural reaction. on that note, it would make too much of a fuss if he were to correct the worker when she asks if his wife needs any help.

when day turns to night and she’s refusing price’s suggestion of hitting another shop, he pulls into a nearby restaurant, insists on treating her to a glass of wine to end the night. finding out she’s a lightweight is a pleasant discovery — two glasses in and her skin is warm to the touch, she’s giggling and hanging onto his every word. he likes her like this, he decides — but it’s not safe to leave her alone. no, she should stay with him tonight. another few sips and she’s agreeing, changing into one of her new lingerie sets and falling into john’s bed, dozing off with his hand splayed over her tummy, beard tickling the back of her neck.

it’s been too long since he’s had a woman in his life. his wires have gotten a bit crossed. you can’t blame him, can you?

edit! here’s more <3