Genevieve was reclining in her armchair, a glass of wine in one hand and a book in the other, when she her secondary phone began vibrating on the side table next to her. “I wonder who that could be.” A soft chuckle followed as she picked up the phone, answering. “Hello.”

“I was thinking we could take in a movie if you like. Play a round of pool perhaps? I have no set plans, we could even slip into the hot tub nude, consume this entire bottle of whiskey and see who caves first.” Genevieve quirked a brow at the other woman, bottle still in hand.

“Well, I tailor them to the submissive. So why don’t you tell me what you are, or may be into first. And, if you don’t have an idea I can suggest a couple of activities that you might enjoy. Do you have any…desires that you have kept to yourself?” Genevieve purred down the line.

“Lily, honey. I need you to set up the back office today. We have a lot of work to do.” Genevieve looked the younger woman up and down. “Mauve sweatpants and the white sweater today, what you wear underneath is your decision. That’s my good girl.” - Lilith. •Parody•

She’s got a dinner date with the President this evening. How very vanilla of her. Wish her luck. - Madam President. (Parody).

I usually prefer Master. However, given it’s coming from a cute little thing like you? Well darling… you can call me anything you like.

I said what I meant and I meant what I said. Plus, hearing that word from those angelic lips? Goodness, my little black hearts would melt if they could.

Yes, not two dicks or hoo haa’s though as some would believe. That is unfortunately reserved for the Klingon’s. Physically I have two hearts, emotionally? Mm, no. None at all.

You’re cute, but I barely know you. So even if I was capable of such feelings, I wouldn’t know this early on.