HNT – Holding My Heart
I’m pretty sure that’s Cara in the background on the left. On the right, a pair of someone’s shoes. Probably mine. We need a bigger living room. Or the money to rent out a studio space. Some studios include lighting and other equipment. Maybe we should be looking into that. Though we found a couple cheap lighting sets with decent reviews, so we’re thinking of grabbing some. I mean, really, $100 isn’t bad if it’s good.
This shot was my idea. He said, “What? ‘Here’s a picture of me holding my heart looking bored.’ Is that what you’re going for?” Lol.
HNT – Waiting
Ages ago, when M did the shoot that resulted in me looking like a scruffy slave, He took a bunch of other shots that never got posted. Here’s one of them. I think I was waiting for Him to be ready to get in position to take the picture I was going for.
HNT – Moar Boobs!
Soooo… It’s “that time”. And I’m really not interested in doing another shoot today. M threatened to do one anyway, till I was all “Ooo! That’s a perfect shot! Let’s use that.”
I… am a cheater.
But! You get more boobs!
HNT – Hot Mess in a Corset
I’m tired. I’m not feeling particularly well. I’m out of eyeliner, so I didn’t put any makeup on. The hair ties I bought are horrible, cause they say no-slip, and non-damaging but they lie, and you cannot take them out and put them back in once your hair dries. And I had two seconds prepare, so I look like a hot mess. But apparently, that was M’s intent, cause He’s all over His first intentional HNT attempt, and is telling me I’m crazy.
I know a hot mess when I see one. I’m a hot mess. I must do something about this. Like… yesterday. For seriously.
Anyway, me… a hot mess… pleasing my master by posting this humiliating photo. You don’t have to look. I won’t be offended.
I should thank my lucky stars He didn’t want pictures of my vag. The RiteAid brand razors? Yeah… don’t buy ’em. Ever. You’ll look better unshaven. I swear.
Pic behind the jump. Click to make it bigger. Read more…