Irene Adler (
begmetwice) wrote in
fandomtownies2022-08-03 10:23 am
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Dite's Decadent Delights | Wednesday
Irene had exactly zero memory of the weekend. Wasn't the first time, of course -- she was classy, but you did not become a jet-setting dominatrix famous the world over without a blackout or two in your past -- but she didn't have any ill effects when she woke up on Monday, either. Actually felt quite good, in fact. And Clementine did not appear to have been neglected for the weekend, so between the evidence and what she could glean from radio, Irene was happy to let it lie.
Besides, she had much more important things to tend to. Such as setting up a sex swing display in a corner of the shop, with her puppy in her little puppy playpen nearby (both because she was still quite a young puppy, and also because Irene was completely in love with her, thank you for asking.)
Anyone browsing Dite's today could find her in stocking feet up on a stepladder with her Louboutins discarded nearby, screwing in eyehooks and quietly reading directions aloud to herself. It was important to get it right! For actual safety's sake!
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Besides, she had much more important things to tend to. Such as setting up a sex swing display in a corner of the shop, with her puppy in her little puppy playpen nearby (both because she was still quite a young puppy, and also because Irene was completely in love with her, thank you for asking.)
Anyone browsing Dite's today could find her in stocking feet up on a stepladder with her Louboutins discarded nearby, screwing in eyehooks and quietly reading directions aloud to herself. It was important to get it right! For actual safety's sake!
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