She was getting annoying in her free time so I made her take up knitting. At least I’d get some scarves and she wouldn’t be yapping at me all the time.
“Hey!! You must be Laura! It’s so cool they finally let me have a roommate again!
So, ground rules: One, I’m not one of those bookworm types or cleaning freaks, so homework and chores are on you. Two, this is my bed for sleeping in, and the other is my bed for my plushies. So you have to sleep on the floor or in the tub or something. Three, I have a more expensive taste than you – I can tell from your clothes. So we’ll need to pool our cash for my shopping trips. And four, sometimes I go a bit overboard with the pranks I play, but to keep the peace, you have to agree to forgive anything I’ve done if I let you kiss my feet to make up. Okeyyy, roomie??”
Now, even though both are my beds, you’re to make them every morning once I’m up and about for the day. I just throw my clothes on the floor, so you can put them in the hamper, and was them all when the hamper is full. There’s a list of the rest of chores on the back of the door.
It’ll be easier if you leave your credit cards and debit cards in my wallet. You really don’t seem fit to be in charge of them, after all. If you run out, you can just sign your work-study checks over to me.
I’ll send you my class syllabi and assignments as they come in so just be on the lookout for them. Homework is to be done naked and on the floor, since the desks and chairs are mine too. I need it a day before it’s due so I can check your work.
Any questions? Oh, names? Well, you can call me Ma’am, Mistress,or Goddess. I’ll call you whatever I feel like it, so just get used to answering to any random insults you hear, okay worm? Good girl. Now go down to the vending machines and bring me back some junk food.
What can I say? I love making young slaves beg for mercy. I only relent when they start promising to eat me out. That’s how I get them to crave the pussy and ass of older women.
Next time I tell you to have dinner on and coffee ready by now, you WILL. I don’t care that I was late. I don’t care that your pay piggy job kept you over. You find a way to obey.
That’s right, slut. That position. Now wait patiently until I feel like punishing you for not cleaning the couch before you left for your wage slave job this morning.
She spent literally years perfecting her body. That’s why it’s so fun to torture and body shame her. She’s written on with a marker, circling every part of her that jiggles. Every single little roll of cellulite. Grab her by the stomach and tell her that she isn’t good enough to even lick your ass, and then tell her that she should try anyway. She’ll be grateful that you’re being so honest and hateful of her, and she’ll lick your ass with gusto, trying (but failing) to be the perfect servant for you, in spite of her inferiority.
I am incredibly bored of the “everyone is so easily offended” thing. People are allowed to be offended. Complaining that you have to grow by learning ways to be a better person seems like a very backwards way of thinking.
Folks who were previously walked all over have now found their voice and are speaking up against the invalidation and gaslighting they’ve experienced. But instead of learning from it, some people are behaving like petulant children who were told off for hitting. All because they can no longer be a demeaning bully and get away with it.
“I don’t have to be mindful of other people’s feelings,” is basically how this sounds. We should all be accountable for our actions, strive to a better person and stop expecting everyone to have a thick skin just so people can continue to be rude.
Do not send me pictures of your dick especially if I did not ask!!!! I don’t care how “attractive” you think I am I don’t want to see it!! The fact that i have to explain this to grown men is sickening!
New Blog Post! It is the time of year for resolutions. It is also an opportunity to name the ways in which we hope to become the best versions of ourselves. One of my hopes is that all of us aspire to never stop learning new things.
I chose this picture because it reflects so much of what I was trying to get across. The world can be cruel. It can really ware us down over time. But I hope to never let it steal my sense of joy and wonder. I’m just learning from the best old man I know.
