What’s the dirtiest text you’ve ever sent or received?
Get my number and maybe one day you’ll find out. I could use the reason to get a little naughty.
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What’s the dirtiest text you’ve ever sent or received?
Get my number and maybe one day you’ll find out. I could use the reason to get a little naughty.
From Mistress Tee: So what's a woman got to do to take a ride?
Well this is a pretty good start. When are you free?
On any normal night, Eli was out at some kind of club or bar at least once. Usually, it was more than one, and he'd only stick around for an hour or two at each location before moving on. It was part of his business, the way he ran it anyway. That made this Thursdays are the new Friday thing easy for him to participate in; he just made a few calls so that anyone that might want to see him knew where he would be.
When he arrived, he scanned the crowd for familiar faces before making his way to the bar and ordering a whiskey. He was already high, but he couldn't resist the drink.
Took Dru out for a long ride today.
PM 💕 ELAINE
@duetinthesheets continued from [x]
Of course. How could I attend an event you invited me to without finding you while I'm there? You can buy me a drink if I can buy you one.
[PM] Come out tonight? Address and details attached. Roof top bar with great views and some good company if I do say so myself.
[PM] Aye, aye, B. Sounds like a great time, I'll poke my head in, since you'll be there.
Little Update from yours truly
Hello there, my pretties.
I hope you are all doing great?
First of all - sorry for a bit of inactivity. I got caught up in a few things that are resolved now though.
Pretty sure you noticed that everything here looks a bit different now. Well I decided to change the layout of my blog a bit. The whole switch should be done by Sunday evening. So stay tuned.
Also your opinion is very much appreciated! So let me know what you think.
As always - love you all~
Well hello, gorgeous. All's good as far as I can tell. Eagerly awaiting updates.
Paint the World | Ralijah
Rachel:'s eyes widen a bit at his words but she's still smiling, intrigued by the man before her and the thought that he's seemingly so artistic. She found it impressive, she could try but painting and drawing and artistic things like that never came easy to her. She admired the people who had natural talent or extreme patience. Something that always got her in trouble because she didn't have, the patience that is. "I think, that would be incredible." She breathes, whimpering at the thought of the ropes against her skin. "Shall I get undressed why you gather supplies or are you prepared? Where are we doing this?" She looks around the room again, unsure how messy this could get and the thought of keeping things clean came to mind. "I usually use the word red as my safe word, is that something you're comfortable with? Like I said I'm a people pleaser. I'll do whatever you want."
Eli: nodded at her response, quietly finding a nice medium between high as a kite and mentally present enough for what he was signing up for. "Undress, yes. Fold your clothes as you remove them and consider it as your first step in submitting to me. Use the act to find your center. You can leave your underwear and bra on, if you are more comfortable that way. We can work towards taking them off, if you need." He wanted to put that option on the table, just to be sure they moved into this at a comfortable pace for her. They hadn't even met in person before this, it would be unprofessional and unsafe for him to assume she was immediately ready to dive in all of the way; and her safety was /his/ responsibility. "I've got an art room, I've already got a tarp down on the floor in there, and I've got hooks on the ceiling I can use to suspend you after I tie you up. We can walk in there once you're done stripping. Red is a perfectly good safeword, and it leaves room for using the rest of the stoplight safeword system. If you feel things are going too fast but you don't want things to stop all-together, use the word yellow. Is there a Dominant title that makes you feel particularly submissive when you use it?"
Thursdays are the new fridays!
Or so I like to say since Thursdays are slowly becoming an extension of my weekend and my favorite day to go out and party! Going out a Thursday is like taking a shortcut. Pressing “play” on the weeked one day earlier. Tomorrow is friday, anyway, and fridays should be lived differently. Specially after a night of good music, spirits drinks and nice company.
I wonder if we saw each other and didn't even know it. I'm almost always at one club or another, it's a lifestyle.
duetinthesheets:
Something legal? It’s not like you’re into super illegal things, are you? Well, I still stand by the fact that seeing you be creative is honestly the best thing ever. Oh, I like that for sure. And I LOVE that idea. Can you come over and paint the one I have now? I mean not paint it now, but paint the one I currently own? It’ll be like the old days when you had to wait for me to do my lessons and practices before we could do things after school and on the weekends. Buddy? When did I become buddy?
You’re right; I never could make you do anything. Thank you though for your very kind words. They always mean a lot to me. That goes two ways Eli. I am here for you and would be happy to be here for you, to take care of you, if needed. You just have to say the word. We’ve had keys to each other’s places for a long while now. And most nights we end up together, even after everything else.
..Of course not, that would be.. well, illegal. That's a high compliment, being part of the best thing ever.I can tell how much you love it, you're a little ball of excitement. I can paint the one you have now, yes, whenever you'd like me to. Yeah, it'll be just like the old days. Just like it. Oh, I didn't.. think, I guess. I don't know. Ignore me.
Because I'm stubborn as a bull. No problem. I meant it too. I know. I'm fine though, and you're enjoying time with the love of your life, as it should be. There's no need to pull focus. That sounds really great, and right up your alley. I'm glad you have that.
duetinthesheets:
I love that you’ve found something you can be passionate about Eli. How can we mix our mediums? I could play for you and see what it inspires you to paint? Well, okay maybe I do, but I think you especially deserve it because you are you and even after all this time, I want nothing but the best for you.
Well, there is nothing worse than taking something, or someone for granted. Stop. You’re going to give me a big head. It does feel nice to not have to do anything but enjoy life for a bit. Oh thankfully no. I don’t know what I would have done without you. You came back into my life at almost the perfect moment and you kept me from spinning completely out of control. Thank you. We are deciding which place to call ours.
It's nice to be into something legal. I never woulda thought my silly little doodles would turn into an actual career thing, but here we are. I think that would be good. We could record the both of us working and put them together when we're done. Like one of those quick draw videos on Youtube? I could paint a piano for you. I like the idea of you playing for me though, we should definitely do that. I want nothing but the best for you too, buddy, and I couldn't be happier that you've found it in your boy.
I will not stop, and you can't make me. I'm sure you'd still be cute with a big head, though I really can't see it happening. You're too humble. You deserve the break, glad you got one. I'm happy to be here for you, and I'm happy that I came when you needed me most. It's no problem, you deserved to be taken care of for a while. Ah.. that's a mighty big step. I'm happy for you.
Paint the World | Ralijah
Rachel: can't help but notice the slowness in his thought process, or at least it seems that is what he is doing, in concentrating so hard. "Like Ziggy Stardust?" She asks with a laugh, light but genuine. "I wouldn't mind it being something more than you painting me." Rachel admit, "But I don't want to expect anything. I don't know you and what you like. I should probably say that I don't dislike much and am always willing to try things once...I aim to please really. What do you think?" She slips off her boots and sets them aside before doing the same with her jean jacket, hanging it on a hook.
Eli: nodded with a soft laugh, taking a few steps further into his home. "Exactly like Ziggy Stardust. Legendary." That was the type of person Eli was, he liked classic rock and looked a little like he fell out of the 90s grunge era with his platinum blond hair, long leather jacket, and worn jeans. Today, he looked more casual, wearing clothes he didn't mind getting paint on. It wasn't really smart to get into a scene while he was high, but Eli had become exceedingly more risky in behavior over the last few months. At one time, he would never, but he was honestly considering it now. "I think you're beautiful, and I'd love to indulge you in some of your darker desires. I can tie you up before I paint you, if you would like. Then we can go from there, see what I can get you begging for."
Paint the World | Ralijah
Rachel: smiles, nodding her head. "You can call me Penelope or Penny if you rather." She explains as she looks expectantly passed him. "May I come in...what would you like me to call you?" She bites her lip before meeting his gaze. "Is this strictly painting, is this a scene? I'd like to make you as comfortable as possible as I imagine you will do for me, yeah?"
Eli: bit down on his lower lip and tried to think through the fog in his head. What was his blogging alias again? Piercing eyes narrowed in concentration as he stepped out of the way so she could walk inside as he thought. "Come in, come in. You can call me.." Just when he was about to ask her if there were any titles she preferred calling Doms to cover for his momentary memory loss, he remembered. "Ziggy. You can call me Ziggy. Yeah." The door was closed and he gestured towards the inside of his home. "This is whatever you want it to be, beautiful. I wouldn't mind this turning into a scene, or being one from the start. And yes, I will be doing everything I can to make sure you're comfortable. The moment you stop being comfortable, you are more than welcome to leave and I won't stop you or bother you again."
duetinthesheets:
That’s not a bad thing; your work rubbing off on you. Speaking of, we should find some way to collaborate. Creatively. Thank you Eli. I think you happen to deserve that too, you know. C’mon… you know Eli… you know what it was like for us.
I will gladly come over and prove you are not boring. When have I ever not appreciated what people have done for me? I’m sure I will love it. Well, we’re not going to let that happen okay. I feel so free these days compared to in the past. No classes, no tests, no assignments.
I s'pose not. There are worse things. We should collaborate, I'd like that. No problem. You think everyone deserves that, because you're a loving angel. I know what it was like, yes.
Gladly, huh? You always appreciate everything. Again, angel. I can agree to not letting that happen. I'm glad you get to have that free feeling. And no raging life incidents either. Just peaceful bliss. It looks good on you.
Paint the World | Ralijah
Rachel: knows she's a bit too trusting but she'd looked into his page, his content, and had taken the precaution of sending her location address to a friend- letting them know that if she didn't text by the allotted time to seek help. She has no doubt that this time with the painter will go swimmingly and after the short subway ride and the two blocks to his home. Rachel finds herself at his door, reaching her hand out to knock. Her hands shook but more out of excitement than nerves. She's dressed in a black dress with a jean jacket over the top and tights. She knows she will be taking the outfit off soon enough and just hopes the man approves of his canvas.
Eli: was less cautious and careful, having done nothing at all but pick up some of the mess in his house in preparation for company and get high. Drugs were a normal part of his life naturally, but he was beginning to think they were linked to his ability to create as well. The stuff he made when he was sober was nothing compared to the pieces that came out when he was high. When the knock came, he closed the window he'd been smoking out of and picked up a can of Glade air freshener, spraying it all the way to the door. He set it aside as his other hand curled around the knob and he smiled when he saw her. "Well hello there, P.S, I'm guessin'?"
goldstarsandlace:
I’ve not but I’m quite eager to experience it for myself. I think that I’ll be seeing you soon.
It looks like you've come to the right place them, I'm always looking for models to paint. I've got the time, you can come over whenever you've got a bit to spare.