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I'll have you know our relationship is purely professional.That would explain Notty relationship with Ava.
Her dom services don't come cheaply.
I'll have you know our relationship is purely professional.That would explain Notty relationship with Ava.
Love?How says you can't buy some love?
No after-care? I'm disappointed.Love?
I get a wham bam spankyou ma'am and she shoves me out the door.
Not even a cuddle.
She is a harsh mistress.No after-care? I'm disappointed.
She is a harsh mistress.
She does give me coffee so I won't complain.
Although it is TESCO's own brand that tastes like brown piss and she only gives me 1 sugar instead of 2.
You all think she's a sweet and innocent angel, you don't see her bad side.
Last time she made me breakfast it was eggs and she broke the yoke ... nothing to dip my bread in ... now you see what kind of monster she can be.
Oh damn, ask for some "oeuf à la coque" next time...she can't miss that and it's the yoke&bread's ultimate paradise!She is a harsh mistress.
She does give me coffee so I won't complain.
Although it is TESCO's own brand that tastes like brown piss and she only gives me 1 sugar instead of 2.
You all think she's a sweet and innocent angel, you don't see her bad side.
Last time she made me breakfast it was eggs and she broke the yoke ... nothing to dip my bread in ... now you see what kind of monster she can be.
If I asked for that we'd probably spend at least 10 minutes giggling cos we're super mature.Oh damn, ask for some "oeuf à la coque"
But that'd require her to cook the egg too! Might be too much of a luxury.Oh damn, ask for some "oeuf à la coque" next time...she can't miss that and it's the yoke&bread's ultimate paradise!
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3 minutes in boiling water, some fresh water to stop the cooking... luxury, don't think so but if you're in french Palace, it is indeed.But that'd require her to cook the egg too! Might be too much of a luxury.
Can't cook ...or just won't? I thought it was just part of the domination role...I do so love night time.
Typing out pages of rudeness that makes my totally straight friend look like a cruel lesbian dominatrix who can't cook.
Then she wakes up, reads her game thread hoping for some talk about easter eggs or the little details she puts in but nope, it's Ava being a silly bitch again.
No idea how she puts up with me.
Same question I aks myself about my girlfriend ... and my twinsy ... and the rest of my family ... and friends ... and work folks ... and boss ... and that gorgeous tart staring back at me everytime I look at the bit of glass in the bathroom, she's been trapped in that for years, always there looking at me when I go in. Creeps me out sometimes. Saw her in a bit of glass at my mums house too, think she's following me. Come to think of it, she's been following me since we were both kids.
Aftercare is a real thing, Notty's version just involves a pat on the head and a command to fetch her some wine and her ciggies.Can't cook ...or just won't? I thought it was just part of the domination role...
You'd think she'd at least spring for Waitrose own brand, what with all the money she's got rolling in from her Smutress empire. Or does she spend it all on whips and gags? Not to mention the obligatory Jaffa Cakes!She is a harsh mistress.
She does give me coffee so I won't complain.
Although it is TESCO's own brand that tastes like brown piss and she only gives me 1 sugar instead of 2.
You all think she's a sweet and innocent angel, you don't see her bad side.
Last time she made me breakfast it was eggs and she broke the yoke ... nothing to dip my bread in ... now you see what kind of monster she can be.
I love the nighttime too! I get to see Ava being silly, it cheers me up!I do so love night time.
Typing out pages of rudeness that makes my totally straight friend look like a cruel lesbian dominatrix who can't cook.
Then she wakes up, reads her game thread hoping for some talk about easter eggs or the little details she puts in but nope, it's Ava being a silly bitch again.
No idea how she puts up with me.
Same question I aks myself about my girlfriend ... and my twinsy ... and the rest of my family ... and friends ... and work folks ... and boss ... and that gorgeous tart staring back at me everytime I look at the bit of glass in the bathroom, she's been trapped in that for years, always there looking at me when I go in. Creeps me out sometimes. Saw her in a bit of glass at my mums house too, think she's following me. Come to think of it, she's been following me since we were both kids.
Your Sweetness, you are in friendly zone here.I do so love night time.
Typing out pages of rudeness that makes my totally straight friend look like a cruel lesbian dominatrix who can't cook.
Then she wakes up, reads her game thread hoping for some talk about easter eggs or the little details she puts in but nope, it's Ava being a silly bitch again.
No idea how she puts up with me.
Same question I aks myself about my girlfriend ... and my twinsy ... and the rest of my family ... and friends ... and work folks ... and boss ... and that gorgeous tart staring back at me everytime I look at the bit of glass in the bathroom, she's been trapped in that for years, always there looking at me when I go in. Creeps me out sometimes. Saw her in a bit of glass at my mums house too, think she's following me. Come to think of it, she's been following me since we were both kids.
That's all she spends her money on.Not to mention the obligatory Jaffa Cakes!
No to a full roast dinner, gotcha! I can't think what's worse... Lumpy gravy or gravy and Jaffa CakesThat's all she spends her money on.
She lives in a run down shack leeching her neighbours wifi with her PC running and piles of Jaffa cake boxes everywhere.
She lives on them.
Jaffa cakes and cream, Jaffa cakes and milk, Jaffa cakes and ice cream, Jaffa cakes and gravy (this one isn't nice, don't ever go over if she offers a full roast dinner ... warm soggy Jaffa cakes floating in lumpy gravy).
Always terrifies me she's confuse me with Jaffa cake filling one day and eat me (oh god I hope she eats me ..... ahem)....
Oops! *was only quoting from a film...*Actually, I do (usually starting from a carcass to make my own broth), as well as a number of other items, like pizza.
In fact, you inspired me, I started a pot of turkey and rice soup for the family's dinner tonight.
*purrrrrs*...Trapped. Unable to move. With the air supply running out and the heat rising...
*starts reading Ava's rambling...*She is a harsh mistress.
She does give me coffee so I won't complain.
Although it is TESCO's own brand that tastes like brown piss and she only gives me 1 sugar instead of 2.
You all think she's a sweet and innocent angel, you don't see her bad side.
Last time she made me breakfast it was eggs and she broke the yoke ... nothing to dip my bread in ... now you see what kind of monster she can be.
Love?
I get a wham bam spankyou ma'am and she shoves me out the door.
Not even a cuddle.
Lies! This is all lies!She is a harsh mistress.
She does give me coffee so I won't complain.
Although it is TESCO's own brand that tastes like brown piss and she only gives me 1 sugar instead of 2.
This is known *nods nods*If I asked for that we'd probably spend at least 10 minutes giggling cos we're super mature.
Prefers "Practical"Aftercare is a real thing, Notty's version just involves a pat on the head and a command to fetch her some wine and her ciggies.
I don't know if i'd call her a dominatrix so much as evil overlordess.
*considers this a matter of opinion...* ;PSince my first reading of your post in Philly's thread (remember the stoning joke?), i love your way of being, here and everywhere else!
Y'know, before I went to sleep last night I was thinking "Mebbe I need to tone the Chris scene down a bit." It was after all a bit intense. However, having read this little lot....*goes to add some more text to ramp it up!*That's all she spends her money on.
She lives in a run down shack leeching her neighbours wifi with her PC running and piles of Jaffa cake boxes everywhere.
She lives on them.
Jaffa cakes and cream, Jaffa cakes and milk, Jaffa cakes and ice cream, Jaffa cakes and gravy (this one isn't nice, don't ever go over if she offers a full roast dinner ... warm soggy Jaffa cakes floating in lumpy gravy).
Always terrifies me she's confuse me with Jaffa cake filling one day and eat me (oh god I hope she eats me ..... ahem)....