CORRUPTION } is a gorgeous sim with amazing builds. In the style of BDSM; lush gardens, a vast library, lavish parties and living space on sim! + so much more! Pose: .:Tribal Tuesday:. The Secretary No2 (pose comes with the following props included: desk (and color change hud), spectacles (and color change hud), wine and glasses.) When Emma finds her Mr. Thomas’s want ad she offers to be more than just a professional assistant, she offers to be her boss’s submissive and gets a tour through depths she never imagined in herself. Or him No, this shouldn’t take long. My client has an offer I think you’ll be happy with.” He pushed some papers across the table, when she reached for them her fingertips brushed his hand and they both froze at the sparks. His eyes met hers as she stroked his skin, and it was like someone attached her directly to the source of electricity.

Wanted: Total Control I am a professional man, looking for a woman. Impact play, pain, bondage and total submission required. The day flew by because all I did was daydream about various fantasies I wanted to recreate with Mr. Singer. As people started to leave for the day, I was confused to see him, too, in his overcoat. “Adrienne, I’m sorry, you’ll have to pull the files without me, I’ve got a last minute dinner I need to attend.” I couldn’t hide the disappointment in my face, I’m sure he caught it, but I didn’t really care. I was all wound up… for nothing. “Sure thing.”

Stickers

p.m. Watch football with my husband. Our teams (Manchester United and Everton) are playing each other and we always make sexual bets. He gets to choose what he wants if his team wins and vice versa. Our teams draw, though, which is disappointing. The French Roll (aka The French Twist) has to be my all-time favourite hairstyle. It's a relatively simple style by itself but even in it's unadorned mode it simple oozes elegance, sophistication, femininity, glamour and allure and can be the basis for so many super-glamourous updo styles when embellished with a variety of curls, tendrils, jeweled hair combs or pins.

I’m going to need you to stay late tonight and pull some records so I can prepare for the DRC meeting tomorrow. Founded in 2010, Thought Catalog is owned and operated by The Thought & Expression Company, Inc. For over a decade, we've been at the bleeding edge of media, pioneering an infrastructure for creatives to flourish both artistically and financially. a.m. Wake early and intend to write. Arse about online instead. I swear the only way I get something done is if I’m procrastinating over doing something else. p.m. Go out for a meal to celebrate daughter surviving the Titanic. Food is pretty good but I enjoy the view of the bar even more. Hot bartender makes pulling a pint intensely erotic. All sharp lines and bright blue eyes. I want him to dominate me and spank me. Share no more than a few glances with hot barman but the fantasies in my head keep me entertained for the rest of the evening.

Memes

p.m. Bake a Jamaican cake to use up tinned fruit in the pantry. Love new recipes and this one looks like it could be a good one. Trying not to think about the fact I’m being weighed tomorrow at Weight Matters (like Weight Watchers but free and provided by the NHS) after a long break. I may be big and beautiful but I have to work at being healthy. Needs to be a balance, I think. Maybe that’s the Libra in me talking?

a.m. Wake from an intensely sexy dream. We had a double bed in the living room and I was putting sheets on it. As I did, husband pounced on me and kissed me thoroughly, which led to dream missionary-style sex. I wake up very horny indeed but again no time to do anything about it as it’s time to get up daughter and get her to school. Oh, that said, tonight I was in a shopping mood and I could not help myself but to acquire no less than three very sexy skirts... now I need time to try them on.In her firm’s conference room, she armed herself with papers, proof her client was correct. Proof they deserved their settlement demands. A secretary at her firm, a nice woman named Linda, showed Tom into the room and Shelly grappled with her breath. He wore his battle uniform, a custom tailored suit, his weapons still in his briefcase, as he set it on the table, flipping open the top, creating a barrier he could hide behind before the battle started. Tom’s mouth made a convincing argument for submission, but he grabbed her hair and pulled her from the kiss. She awaited final judgement with her bent head. “Look at me and tell me you don’t want to kneel,” he whispered, but he laced the command in his words, a subtle threat.

Yesterday he caught me standing there like a fool with my skirt caught in the door, chewing out a bunch of men who wouldn't help me. This is my chance to show him another side of me. And a lot more of me. a.m. I’m the Sunday School teacher today. Make friendship bracelets, tidy up a lot of little beads.p.m. Read smutty book about submissives, skipping the girl-on-girl stories as they don’t float my boat. Come thinking about being bound and used for a man’s pleasure.