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autumnalmutterings: CUTE!!
autumnalmutterings: *snicker* She honestly thinks that this is part of the test for a driving licence…
autumnalmutterings: No, I know that the high heels aren’t that practical out here. And your point is?
autumnalmutterings: Rest of your clothes are in here, yes? GreatOKthanksbye. *dashes off*
autumnalmutterings: marsupialmonster: give-me-beautiful: Perfect. Win. Yes. This.
autumnalmutterings: So that you can see what I’m doing with you, and to you. That and it amuses me.
autumnalmutterings: A day trip to the sea shore… Working Darlin’s tan!
autumnalmutterings: Giving the neighbours a thrill. Not that she has any choice, mind.
autumnalmutterings: ‘When He said we were to be the greeters for His party, this wasn’t what I had in mind….’
autumnalmutterings: ‘Well, you’re new, so let me explain a few things. He owns both of us, and He put me in charge of you for now. So you’d better do as you’re told, or we both get punished. Clear?’
autumnalmutterings: You look nervous. Good.
autumnalmutterings: A well-trained girl knows the proper way to greet guests.
autumnalmutterings: Oh, the attitude. The contemptuous look. Never mind that this is what she had been begging for for over a week! Still. It does make for an entertaining weekend. Longer if I decide to keep her like this.
autumnalmutterings: Two girls playing on their owner’s property…
autumnalmutterings: Because that star, you know, completely hides everything.
autumnalmutterings: Sherry began to realise that this wasn’t a commercial shoot for Mattress Discounters after all…
autumnalmutterings: ‘Great. I got bought my Matt Groening.’
autumnalmutterings: ‘I know we don’t have any choice here, but I wish He’d wear longer trousers…’ Ha!
autumnalmutterings: I’d start learning your lessons better, if I were you…those comfy trainers of yours could easily be replaced with 5 inch heels.
autumnalmutterings: Well, when the dishwasher is broken and you want to eat now…
autumnalmutterings: Okay, I’ll grant you that ‘a comfortable chair’ is something of a misnomer…but guess where you’re going to be sitting regardless?
autumnalmutterings: Smirking slavegirl is smirking.
autumnalmutterings: Now that I’ve bought you, stripped you and reduced you to a mere plaything for my degraded perversions, I have a question for you: what the hell is up with those shoes? A Dirty Old Man: Exactly. Those shoes should be burned.
autumnalmutterings: ‘Great. I got bought by Iron Man artist extraordinaire Bob Layton.’
autumnalmutterings: ‘Great. I got bought by Michael Moore.’ A Very Dirty Old Man: I think it looks like she got bought by a very drug out and exhausted Robbie Coltrane. He’s the guy who played Hagrid in the Harry Potter movies.
autumnalmutterings: Jesus wept, what the fuck is up with that kitchen? Yeah, it looks like a cross between 50’s modern and 90’s awful.
autumnalmutterings: Well, you did say you liked strawberries…
autumnalmutterings: Did it occur to you that it’s that kind of attitude that’s gotten you into this predicament in the first place?
autumnalmutterings: I do love an enthusiastic slavegirl!
autumnalmutterings: …no, I was right, the larger ball looks much better. Don’t you agree? ‘Mmm, mmmmr.’
autumnalmutterings: Now, Jewell, I know perfectly well that you’re happiest when in some form of restraint! So please stop pretending you’re not, and let’s continue your walk…
autumnalmutterings: omgrestraints: slavebarbara: (via sweatunderrubber, fetishit)
autumnalmutterings: Out of the cage and ready to begin her day!
autumnalmutterings: Is it possible to not have a fantasy about groping a tied up Wonder Woman? I’m guessing not…
autumnalmutterings: Open wide, there’s a good girl…
autumnalmutterings: That’s it for me for the night, kids. Enjoy the queue!
autumnalmutterings: My new bathroom attendant.
autumnalmutterings: Who needs a coaster?
autumnalmutterings: Her afternoon nap.
autumnalmutterings: That’s it for the night, the queue’s ready to go. More perhaps later this weekend…
autumnalmutterings: ‘Great. I got bought by Eminem.’
autumnalmutterings: Hmm…we didn’t get the memo about shaving, I see. Which explains why you’re here now, of course.
autumnalmutterings: A day trip to the sea shore…
autumnalmutterings: ‘Yes, I’m all ready, Sir!’
autumnalmutterings: Two new girls for processing…
autumnalmutterings: Never could resist a redhead!
autumnalmutterings: Well of course I’m using banquet tables….it’s a gagged girl banquet. Let’s dig in!
autumnalmutterings: Oh, I can’t wait to hear the story behind this one….
autumnalmutterings: I gave her a few chapters of homework. We’ll see how she does in the morning.
autumnalmutterings: …really? You chose that carpet to go with this wall? That’s it, your clothing privileges are permanently revoked.
autumnalmutterings: That look of realisation that there’s no turning back, now….
autumnalmutterings: Go ahead and walk around, honey. It’s not like you have any choice in the matter.
autumnalmutterings: Now look, just because I own you, mind, body and soul, have total dominion over every aspect of your existence, and can basically do whatever I wish with you, that doesn’t mean I can’t colour coordinate. Agreed? ‘yhh, mhhr.’
autumnalmutterings: Helloooooooo, nurse!
autumnalmutterings: …and that’s a wrap, folks. Have a good evening, back tomorrow.
autumnalmutterings: ‘Great. I got bought by Squiggy from Laverne & Shirley.’
autumnalmutterings: No, it isn’t easy taking your panties off without using your hands, is it? Keep going.
autumnalmutterings: …and Copperfield’s magic acts are getting stranger and stranger. Mind you, not complaining…
