herdirtylittleheart: It was the particular shade of purplish-pink we had in common that sparked an i

herdirtylittleheart:

It was the particular shade of purplish-pink we had in common that sparked an idea. In this lively house of lingerie-clad ladies the smell of fresh baked brownies wafted in from the kitchen and “You Oughta Know” by Alanis Morissette was the latest track in a smashing soundtrack of ass kicking women who graced the carefully-curated playlist. It made perfect sense, when Elshaand I realized the ends of our hair were the same colour of purplish-pink, that the next logical step was a hair bondage scene. 

Ms. DarkersentPiper to fetch her hairbrush and ordered us to kneel on the over-sized chair, facing the wall, our backs to the room. As she brushed our manes and pulled and tugged we pressed our palms to the wall to steady ourselves and sang along at the top of our lungs “Well I’m heeeeere! To remiiiiiind you! Of the messsss you left when you wenna way!” The silliness of smooshing together and trying to hold still while invading each other’s personal space gave me slumber party vibes, the snickering from the other gals in the room was the icing on the cake. 

Elsha andHeart braided together by Ms. Darker - Photo by @deniselikesit 
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