#may-sandor

[warren-legrand-blog]

Text: You're Dhani's Master, yes? I was wondering if I could borrow him from you for an evening. Text: I need help with some things around my suite and he seemed perfect for the job.

Text: Indeed.

Text: Plenty of other slaves on the island, yes?

[hawthorn-aubri-blog]

Surprises || Hawthorn & May

Hawthorn had been surprised about the news that May was back, and as a Mistress. But, more than that, he was excited to see her. That’s why he invited her over to dinner. He wanted to see her, and catch up, and see how she was doing. He was finishing up the meal, when he glanced over at the clock, knowing she’d be there any minute. He headed over to the door, opening it to wait for her.

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[hawthorn-aubri-blog]

Rental with May || Hawthorn & May

Hawthorn was excited to spend some time with May. Real time. He luckily had the spare bedroom set up already, and had attempted breakfast, which was a feat. With not being able to see, he had managed toast, when he heard the guards at his door. He fumbled his way to the door, opening it slowly, reaching for her hand, before shooing the guards off. “I’m sorry..” he said to her. “I’m...very disoriented.” 

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[hawthorn-aubri-blog]

Guilt || Hawthorn & May

The events thus far, had Hawthorn feeling like crap. He did what he could to help May, but he wasn’t sure it was enough. It didn’t feel like enough to him. Between what had happened yesterday, and now today, he knew he needed to do something for her. He was already making plans to put together a rental for her for after this was all said and done, but for now, he just needed to make sure she was okay. When he had brought her back to his suite, he set her on the couch, and offered her a blanket. “Do you need anything else?” he asked softly.

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[daisyxlynch]

Stick to the Status Quo. | May & Daisy

may-sandor​:

Five months. Mayabelle had been gone for five whole months. She’d left when she received word from her mother that her father’s condition had taken a turn for the worse. Lung cancer. His health had been declining for years now and May knew it was only a matter of time before she was going to have to say goodbye. So she had packed her things, taken Maverick with her and gone to be with him.

Now, she was back again. And as she set foot on the island for the third time, she couldn’t help but feel a little bit more at home. Even as her title of Mistress was stripped away, and the thick, leather collar was slapped on her pale neck once more. As disturbing as it might be, May was more comfortable as a slave. She knew her place and was good at following the rules, decent(ish) at avoiding the sadistic Masters and Mistresses  - and if she was being honest with herself, she had made a shitty Mistress.

The tiny blonde took in a slow, deep breath; then she grabbed her bag and began to make her way towards the Grant Student ‘Dorms.’

Gosh it had been a long night. Daisy was usually tired but in a pretty good mood when she got off of work at Exotic Tastes. She was one of the few who actually enjoyed being a blood doll, so it took a lot to give her a bad night. This had been one of them though. A few Masters had gotten more than a little too rough, and it had been so busy that she’d barely had time to sip some juice between customers, much less take an actual real break. So as she made her way back to the dorms, she was dragging, her work heels in one hand while the other held a handkerchief to her neck.

“Excuse me” She murmured tiredly, to the woman who had slowed down at the door. Daisy startled however when she realized who it was. “Miss..Miss May! It it really you? Where have you been! And what are you doing down here?” Her own exhaustion was instantly forgotten, as she reached over to hug the other, concern in her eyes.

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[daisyxlynch]

Sweet Fun || VDay Event

Daisy knew how it looked. Signing up for a blind date when she was still so unsure about pretty much everything. She needed the distraction though, a little fun and maybe making a new friend who hopefully wouldn’t expect anything from her. Friends could have dates, there was nothing wrong with that. Plus, she really was looking forward to seeing everything that the carnival had to offer.

The witch dressed with care and headed into town, slipping her hand in the pocket of her blue and red heart print dress as she neared the carnival. Would her date be waiting at the entrance, or was she going to have to search everywhere? Things sure seemed awfully huge once she got close.. Palming the puzzle half, she took a deep breath and began to wander. Thankfully she didn’t have to go far, before she noticed a blonde woman doing the same. And oh..what a relief to see who it was! “Miss May!” Daisy called, hurrying to meet the other. “You’re my match!”

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[dhanilyman]

♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth

[ RP Memes: Manhandling starters ]

“May,” Dhani’s eyes opened slowly, feeling sore all over. He moved and hear water sloshing, feeling his naked body emerged in water. He was laying in a bathtub. He remembered being in the quad, some guard wailing on him because he saw the bruises Warren had left and figured a few more would be appreciated. Maybe Dhani had said something, maybe not. It was a bit of a blur. He remembered May and Jody rushing up to him before he had blacked out.

He felt May’s hand wipe the washcloth against his shoulder, the water was murky with soap and dirt and blood. Self consciously he moved his hands over his groin, but was relieved that his underwear was still on, hopefully hiding the cock cage Warren forced him to wear as well.

“What time is it? I should... get going home. But... thanks for saving me.”

[dhanilyman]

[Text] You’re gonna be okay, Dhani. Maybe not right now but you will, I promise. But I wanted you to know that everything you are feeling right now is valid. Do not change just because other people can’t handle it. Don’t shove it all down. [Text] I’m here for you... Whenever you wanna talk. Xoxo

[text] I don’t know what I would do if not for you, May. I needed this. Yesterday was awful. Today is a little better.

[text] I know I should talk to someone. Jody’s been at me enough, all encouraging and gentle and shit. You know how he is. I just feel selfish and helpless and completely lost.