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Frankie propped her heels up on the corner of her desk and reclined in her seat as she neared the end of her story. "Seriously, the best part of that lunch was that Mr. Gupta's father was there and literally fell asleep at the table. Practically fell into his soup. You know you're a real bore when your own father falls asleep while you talk." She snorted with laughter before she took another bite of her food. "I'm making you come with me to my next business meeting," she added around her mouthfull of dumpling.

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🎶 It's a shot in the dark I'm not a walk in the park I come loaded with the safety switched off This girl is a gun And we've been having some fun And I could show you if you turn the lights on 🎶

#scrapbook;;#sm;;

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dallas-choi:

He quirked a brow - surprised. Was it bad that Dallas hadn’t known she had been in a relationship? Perhaps he really was too self-involved? Were the people who gossiped about him right? He shuddered. “I didn’t know you were looking to settle down.”

“It’s their loss,” From what Dallas had gathered Frankie was one of the more lenient dommes around - plus she was beautiful and rich. With some delicate manipulation here and there, any sub would be set for life with a woman like her. What more was there to ask for? “You’re a catch.”

“Well, who am I to deny your happiness?” Dallas chuckled as she guided their way through the store. He’d missed this. God, so much. The scent in the air, the way the staff would be so quick to bend over for his whims. Dallas had never been nice to them once, too spoiled - plus it gave him a little rush of power to be able to boss people around. Oh well.

“You like to keep ‘em on a tight leash, huh?” Dallas joked as he browsed through the jewelry display. “What about this,” He pointed at a silver rose, with thorns on it. “Warn the next sub that you come with thorns.”

“I wasn’t looking for it when I found him. I just stumbled on something I thought was good.” And it was good, for a while. Until it ended. Frankie didn’t want to think about it though because she was tired of being sad. She was in Dior with a pretty boy and wanted to focus on good things. Get out of her head for a while, maybe. Was that so bad?

“Thanks. Damn right I’m a catch.” What better than a designer shop and a submissive as pretty as Dallas to remind her of that? She browsed the displays, trying to find at least a piece or two to add to her collection. Not that she really needed more, but she had the money and she loved beautiful things so why not? “I absolutely do. A tight, diamond-studded leash.” Frankie winked before stepping up to Dallas’ side to see the necklace he pointed out.

“Ooh, that’s pretty. Maybe... “ Frankie nodded at the staff member following them so they would hold the piece back for her in case she decided to purchase it. More than likely she would, but she didn’t want to jump the gun. “Tell me what you’ve been up to lately. I feel like we’ve only talked about me.”

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Love and Leashes

#portcadomature #desires;;

dallas-choi:

“Well, aren’t you humble.” Dallas laughed, eyes cresting with his smile. Frankie reminded him a little of Giulia sometimes, enough to leave him a little unnerved in her presence.

Compliments were a quick way to get him in mood however and Dallas rarely cared where they came from as long as they came in good supply. These days no one praised him, he worked and he slept and he tried to figure out the mess his life was. “Slump?” He asked, curious. “I thought you didn’t do slumps?”

“Just window shopping, miss, I’ve got no space in my closet to justify actually buying something.” Dallas quickly lied, though it was half true - his closet now was tiny compared to what it used to be. “Well, since you’re looking for something to lift your mood, I haven’t known a woman that doesn’t get her spirits up in a Dior shop, so?” He led the way.

“Aren’t I?” Frankie smirked. She didn’t mind being more outwardly confident than humble from time to time. As long as it wasn’t hurting anyone she didn’t think it mattered. She tried to ride that high of feeling good about herself when Dallas asked about her self-proclaimed slump. “Not willingly. Things have been weird for me lately. My last relationship ended and...”

The Domme took a moment to try to figure out exactly what to say. She wasn’t going to lay herself bare in a mall. She refused. “I guess it left me feeling pretty shitty about myself. No one likes a break up.” Shrugging, she forced a smile onto her face. Things were fine if she pretended they were.

“Dior,” she sighed in a much happier tone. “You’re not wrong. You’ll let me buy you something, right? Spoiling pretty boys makes me happy and I am in a slump after all. It’s sort of your duty to accept my gifts with a smile. For the greater good.”

They reached the shop in question and Frankie immediately drew Dallas towards the jewelry. She was a sucker for a good accessory. “Tell me if you see something you like for either of us, yeah? But don’t stray far away or I’ll get lonely.”

#dallas-choi

Text | Frankie & Eli

Eli: Exes are't all bad. But this one needs pelting by fruits and vegetables.

Eli: At least marry something that vibrates.

Eli: I really am.

Frankie: Fair I guess

Frankie: My vibe is my mistress. Duh

Frankie: How's your boy toy? Judging by your insta you two are still ridiculously cute.

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Just look at how adorable my bestie is! 😍

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Text | Frankie & Eli

Eli: Bestie's ex. The twit.

Eli: I knew you'd see things my way.

Frankie: Exes are the worst. I'm swearing off of relationships that aren't just sex or dominating.

Frankie: I'm gonna marry a body pillow and set up a reoccurring delivery of wine and flowers to myself.

Frankie: You're persuasive.

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dallas-choi:

“Not pretty enough if work still brought you back here.” Dallas smiled, drinking the last of his latte before throwing it away.

“Oh, wow. I’m being reduced to the help.” The sub chuckled. “You’re really lucky I have experience in holding shopping bags, miss. And that I like treats. Lead the way.” Maybe he could use the fucking distraction too.

“What are you shopping for? Any particular event in mind?”

“If I didn’t like work it wouldn’t have brought me back, but it just so happens that I actually enjoy my job. I’m one of the lucky ones.” Frankie couldn’t imagine being stuck with a job she hated. How did people do it? She constantly saw people walking in the city in the evenings that looked like their souls had been sucked out of them and she didn’t envy them whatsoever.

“The pretty help,” Frankie corrected with a laugh. She linked her arm with Dallas’ and started walking, looking at the storefronts as they passed them. “Self-care. I’ve been in a slump and I’m trying to claw my way out of it.” She was so tired of the cycle she was in of over-thinking and then disassociating. It was exhausting. “Were you window shopping or looking for something in particular?”

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dallas-choi:

Dallas chewed the straw of his Starbucks latte, looking at the Dior window display, mind elsewhere. Lately, all he did was count numbers in his head. Rent, bills, and avoiding the phone calls of people who claimed he owed them money. He really wasn’t supposed to be doing this, Dallas frowned - he was supposed to be in this store shopping to his heart’s desires. He’d worked damn hard to be penniless at thirty. Life was a bitch.

He startled when he heard a voice, turning to see a familiar face. “Hiding - me? Never.” Dallas grinned, always happy to be called pretty. “I’m here in boring old Port Cado. I hear you’ve come back from a vacation.”

“You heard right. I guess I was the one hiding,” Frankie remarked with a grin. It wasn’t even a lie. She’d needed to get away from Port Cado and disassociate from everything for a little while. Despite it all, she was glad to be back home. “The beach was worth it though. So were the drinks and pretty people to look at all day long.” If she didn’t love Port Cado so much she’d think about moving to a beach full-time. Maybe she just needed to visit the family back in Portugal more often.

“Are you busy? You should tag along with me. I’ve got more shopping to do and it’s always more fun with a friend. I’ll even treat you to lunch if you’re good and hold my bags.”

#dallas-choi

Text | Frankie & Toy

Toy: It's very true. She does know~

Toy: Ahh I can't wait for her to have a friend at Auntie Frankie's place!

Frankie: I hope it works out. What if none of the dogs like me? What if I don't like them?

Frankie: What if I find a fish I really like instead? Coco can't cuddle with a fish.

#toy-amnuai-suwannarat

Frankie was in the middle of a shopping spree, arms laden with bags from various stores and smile brightening her face. She adored her job and everything but she had the next few days off and was going to make the best of them. She’d gotten a facial the day before, a massage that morning, and was now shopping to her heart’s content. What more could she ask for?

A lot of things, sure, but she was actively ignoring those thoughts.

She was trying to decide which store to enter next when she saw a familiar face. It only took her a matter of moments to reach his side. “Now there’s a pretty face I haven’t seen in far too long. Where have you been hiding?”

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