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“I wouldn’t be alive now if I weren’t smart and pretty.”
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wild-clairebishop:
“Rather be smart than just a pretty face. I mean, unless you’re a model.”
“I wouldn’t be alive now if I weren’t smart and pretty.”
mr-croft:
“So you’d be okay with me checking you out, so long as I start a conversation with you?” He gave a grin. “I’m Jay.”
“Exactly.” She answered, “I’m Isabella, though feel free to call me Bella.” She always did like a good conversation.
maxwellkekoa:
“Fair enough.” He shrugged. “Careful where you drop ‘em though, or people might get the wrong idea.”
“Dropping them could be a good way to promote the business though.” She noted, a little lost in her idea.
Little Lady {Isabella & Aine}
ainesvelkov:
Aine was still really not up to the task of making decisions, let alone in front of a Mistress, so she just went with the light blue lingerie that she was already holding. “I will go get changed, Mistress.” Aine said, honestly not believing her luck in having such a kind woman for the day. Aine went to the bathroom to change, slipping off her green dress before peeling off the delicate lingerie she already wore. She flushed when she saw her naked body in the mirror, quickly working to put on the blue set. It actually suited her, the halter lace top didn’t need breasts to fill it out, and the panties held her cock in place, giving the illusion of normality. She smoothed out her long blonde hair before peeking out of the bathroom and padding back, seeking the woman’s approval. “Do you like it?”
Isabella liked the blue she had held out, it was possibly her favorite on the rack. She had to admit, it had been a bit of a challenge to pick outfits for Aine, she had never used a transgender model, simply because she had never thought to. Most of the pieces she had chosen were a bit less revealing, but attractive still, and didn’t have large places for breasts or only a skimpy amount of material for the panties. When Aine came back out, she smiled softly. “I think it looks incredible.” She answered, and honestly also. The brunette walked over to Aine and circled her, it really did fit perfectly. “Is it comfortable?” Well, as comfortable as lingerie could be.
“Don’t you knock?” Greta shrieked, hastily pulling on a shirt.
“No.” She answered simply, shrugging lightly, “It’s not like you have anything I’ve never seen before.”
Rosalie hummed contently as she was pushed back onto the hood of the car, spreading her legs to give her conquest of the night better access as their kiss deepened. Perfectly manicured fingers entangled in smooth curls of hair and as she laid there she couldn’t even bring herself to care whether or not the owner of the car would be okay with them using it for a quick pitstop. Especially since the garage was so quiet that neither of them had been able to resist the temptation.
Bella had stayed late at the lingerie shop, going through new inventory, putting new things on hangers, and slightly changing up the mannequins and such for good measure. She was still in the honeymoon phase of owning the shop and spent quite a lot of time there. However, what she did not expect when she was leaving was to find a stray couple on her car. “Hate to break up a good night, but I do need to use that car.”
Revulsion thrummed tirelessly in her mind, the previous numbness that she’d felt from her fuck-boy boyfriend’s betrayal had passed. Control had slipped through her fingers, eased away all the potential of her life, to become somebody’s toy. She loathed the idea of losing her will, more than she did the very idea, and made a conscious decision that one day she’d get the hell out. Clearing her throat, Grace turned towards a passing figure, “What do people do during the day here? Twiddle thumbs?”
Bella had found herself walking through the house more and more, observing the slaves in effort to figure out which she wanted to rent. Whenever they spoke to her, she tended to ignore them, unless she was feeling rather spicy that day. “You shut up and do whatever you’re told.” She told the blonde.
Logan was at the bike shop looking at some of the motorcycles being showcased there. He wondered whether one or the other was pretty much what he wanted to have, considering that he had spent most of his time travelling around the city with the public transport. One advantage of that was that he would not have to spend money on fuel. The downside was the time he would spend on waiting for said public transport. That was mostly why he was here, as he went to mount one of the bikes, trying to get a feel of it.
“I’d go with a color other than red.” She noted, just happening to walk by the man climbing onto a motorcycle. The brunette herself had come to look at accessories for the little sports bike she owned, yet for some reason hardly ever rode. “Black tends to be the best course of action, perhaps with hints of red.”
fifixdixon:
“A sweet one?” Sofia wouldn’t ever use that word to describe any of the slaves, they were all vermin as far as she was concerned, but she wasn’t about to disagree with the other Mistress if she wanted to remain on her good side for business purposes. “Well, sweet is as good a start as any. Like I said, she’ll be eager to please you, and that’s one of the perks I suppose.” Sofia flashed a grin and giggled softly. “If you want to come to one of the training sessions then you’re more than welcome to. I can show you exactly how we deal with the difficult ones. Maybe even let you have a go on one?”
“Well mannered,” she explained, still not used to the entire world of slavery, it hadn’t made its way to her side of the world when she had lived there. Though Bella could only imagine how popular it would be once it did. “It’s nice, a good way to break the ice, I suppose.” Said the brunette, “After all, this will be the first time I’ve experienced renting a slave.” To which she still had no shame in. “Oh? I think that sounds interesting, and fun.” She added, a twinkle of excitement in her eye, after all she certainly had a list of things she could do to the naughty slaves.
ellen-summersx:
Ellen nodded “Oh yeah, I am…Am I that obvious?” she giggled and waved it off before then standing proudly for a moment, her attention only coming back to Bella finally “Oh for sure, lets do it then! I mean uh…You know”
“Or I’m just rather observant.” The brunette noted, as after all, she had to learn the trait when she was with her ex-husband. She’d have died otherwise. Isabella giggled a bit, “Your choice of place, my knowledge of where things are is a bit skewed unfortunately.” Being new and all.
wild-clairebishop:
Claire shrugged. It annoyed her how easily the Mistress could be swayed by compliments. Too easy. She actually liked the fiery and defensive attitude from before more than this vanity. It bored her. “Don’t let it go to your head, you’re not that pretty. Just pretty.”
Bella shrugged, a gentle movement on her part rather than a jerking motion, “I’d rather be ‘just pretty’ than not pretty at all.”
little-aliyacollins:
“It’s a rule. Didn’t you know? Right up there with never say no to cake and, unfortunately, always eat your vegetables.”
“I suppose we didn’t have a rule like this where I grew up.”
loganhendersoninc:
Logan looked up at the woman as she asked him that, as he was busy reading a book and was just minding his own business and checking out women at times. He frowned in amusement and looked back at her. “I make a habit out of it.” He replied. “But I also happen to enjoy staring at your fucking ass.” He added sarcastically.
“Well, at least you’re honest.” She replied back, a bit sarcastic, and a bit rude, but then again, for her, a bit rude should be considered nice.
mr-croft:
“Oh babe, there’s so very little things to stare at around here. Don’t be like that. You could even do a little twirl.”
“I don’t like simply being stared at. Perhaps you should actually start a conversation, and then I wouldn’t 'be like that’.”
Little Lady {Isabella & Aine}
ainesvelkov:
Aine blinked in surprise. She’d been preparing herself for the Mistress to be angered, or to say something about how she actually wanted a slave with Aine’s particular… Features. Not the woman’s reassurances that she only wanted her to be comfortable. Aine ran a hand through her long blonde hair, shaking her head. “No, Mistress. I’d love to wear them.” She smiled, strolling over and offering to take the lacy blue lingerie. “Would you like me to wear that one?”
Bella had always been a hard person on the outside, cold and rude, but occasionally she met someone who slipped through that exterior, or perhaps even she was sentimental and missing her daughter, making her more prone to niceness, either way, it was shocking even her. “You can pick whichever you’d like, and you’re welcome to keep anything you like also.” She said, handing over the set she was holding to let Aine decide on it. The brunette did own the store after all, so she felt like it shouldn’t matter if she gave things away from it or not, and besides, this was her reward to Aine for being so obedient and eager to please.
lilith-danceswith-thedevil:
“It sounds like a place I would have loved to be…Aside from the crime” Lilith mused, dusting her hand free of chalk as she watched the rain runaway her work, it was bittersweet but truly something beautiful to watch. “My Old Mistress taught me well and growing up in London will do that to you…” she mused, then placing her hands in her pockets as she continued to watching the effect of her almost melting chalk masterpiece “Glad you can appreciate it.”
“It was amazing while it lasted..” She said softly, sincerly missing the gallery. She had so many fond memories of her daughter running around and admiring the paintings and such in her own way. “London would.” She agreed with a nod, “Though personally, I’ve always preferred Bulgaria.” Said the brunette, hinting at her native country.
roxannexmartin:
“Yeah, I do it quite a lot.” She nodded, still wearing a slightly sheepish look on her face. “Mmhm, I’m in dire need of some food.” Roxie agreed, but was suitably distracted for a moment by the subject change. “Oh, you’re new? Welcome to Sterling. I can show you around if you like?”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” So she didn’t yell at the girl another time. Despite how rude Bella could be often, she didn’t intentionally seek out people to yell at. “Yes I’ve only been here for a few weeks, long enough to buy a shop and sort of get settled.” And miss her daughter.