Charlottes Fantasy Playroom Makeover!

Every girl should have the playroom of her dreams. Now I'm halfway there

Turns out I bought so much kit there was nowhere to put it. Newest additions to the collection are this wonderful stand-in-Sybian until my one is replaced and my magical new toy which shall remain nameless until it's delivery from America oh yes.

I have a new Hitachi wand. And I found out how to use it on all of you lovely men and of course the classic way for all you women.

I got a beautiful ruler from #MrMark as a present and couldn't contain my excitement and the new line of Giles Deacon percussive implements. I bought the lot for my naughty corner...

I have a new tv for all my dirty film's and a new sound system on the way as of tomorrow with new music... And to be quite honest I didn't think I needed an updated playlist until I found myself performing a torrid oral act upon a wonderful gentlemen to Rossini's William Tell Overture.

It sounds like a movie.

I have a wall covered in mirrors and a proper school desk complete with blackboard and school chair.

As always my spanking bench is still hanging about but please keep you're eyes open for all my other additions. I wanted to unveil all the fuckery at once but everything traveling from The States has been delayed by this Black Friday malarkey...

Who do you have to screw to get a wall restraint around here?!

Not So Submissive Charlotte

A few days ago I got an email asking if I could wrestle and if so do I think I could pin a man down.

Yes Sir! I replied hoping I wasn't (or was) talking to Tony Stark. On reflection I thought better of it, I'm 155cms tall not particularly muscular and lets be honest. I am Submissive Charlotte.

That evening I took myself off for a martial arts class. I did rather well and got asked to have dinner after by the Sensei which I did. He was very nice but insanely dull and "enlightened" whatever that means...

So this morning I chose to skip the gym and have scrambled eggs with salmon and kale for breakfast (YUM) but unfortunately I am an  impulsive girl and this has become the norm as opposed to a treat. Plus I get up just before 6am and I have loads of time before Yoga!

Anyway, I digress...

Sir arrived exactly on time and much to my dismay wasn't Tony Stark (You're much better looking Sir!). After all had been sorted I asked how he thought a good way to go about beginning a wrestling match was, obviously I have no ring in my apartment. He suggested we simply jump to. We did. Turned out I am really good at it. Sir couldn't get up at all!

Rather humiliating for him I must say, a grown man pinned down by a girl leaving himself fully exposed?

Now really.


And yes. That is me in my wrestling mask. Not bought for the occasion (obviously as thats a shot from my last shoot) but I knew it would come in useful some day. 

I wasn't joking when I say I have everything Sir...