Bubble Head Charm Novels & Stories

Chocolate of course, took a thousand pictures of us, Mel and I being about nine hundred of them before my phone begins to blare up with comments. Is that a topaz gemstone collar??? Carl's wearing a fucking gold collar! I want one too!! Channing is wearing a fucking citrine stone collar! You know how expensive that shit is?! Strawberry has never failed to disappoint. I mean, look at him rocking my two year allowance around his neck. That's got to be real pearl, right? I look up at Chocolate who's scrolling so fast on his phone it's crazy he even knows what he's doing, "What are they talking about?"

"Next, you would advance your submissives to where you are today, commitment collars. Where they are fully trained and are now willing to make a lasting commitment to you two as Dominates. You've already gotten your ceremony worked out and you realize that locking the collar on is a large part of that. Locking symbolizes the seriousness of a lasting commitment. I can order a version of these collars for that with normal locks. She pointed to the ones she had on display. "These, however, are of a different variety These are the last type of collar, a permanent collar." Each collar was a choker style collar with rings of yellow, rose, and white gold. Yellow of the bottom rings that were offset

“This is just… something small.” I took the box, my heart doing that annoying stutter thing again as I untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside, nestled on a little cushion of tissue paper, was a delicate silver bracelet with a tiny chocolate cake charm dangling from it—complete with messy frosting details and a minuscule candle on top. “You must really like chocolate,” I teased, still laughing as I lifted the bracelet out and let it catch the light. The little cake charm spun slowly, catching the glow from the single lamp and making me smile even wider.

“I’m not a doll, Damian. You can’t put a collar on me and pretend the world disappears.” “Can’t I?” he shot back, pulling something from his pocket. It was a black velvet box. He opened it slowly—revealing a necklace. Gold. Delicate. A tiny charm in the shape of a diamond-encrusted D hung at its center. Not flashy, not loud. But intimate. Permanent.

Aias asks watching the clerk place item after item in the seemingly small bag. “No, I placed a recall charm along with bottomless dimension and featherlight charms, on it. The Extention charms have limits on them that I have found break if too many magical items are placed within,” I explain grinning at the wide-eye looks I receive from both the clerk and Aias. Aias nods before talking to the clerk. It takes a while before gold is exchanged and the bag is handed to me. “May I ask your name?” I ask the clerk as I place the bag on my belt.

Master said, seeing them first. I agreed whole heartedly. Both women were so beautiful and their jewelry did everything to complement their beauty. Chantelle had a gold colored metal collar. I could not imagine the whole thing would be gold. From the loop at the front of the necklace, chains went to each of her nipples and fastened to hoops in each one. Miniature gold handcuffs descended from each of her nipples. She had collar matching gold bracelets on each wrist. She had a belly button piercing with miniature gold handcuff's suspended from it. Chantelle had a labial piercing with three dangling medallions which chimed as she walked like a wind chime. There was writing on one I couldn't re

Probably it should be. Baubles Whale. Dangling on the wrist. One, two, three... Nine. He may not count. Knows exactly. He remembers how she tied - fastened each of them. He remembers every meeting from the first to the last second. There was another one, the tenth ... Instead of a bauble, he received something else. Instead of a commemorative notch - a fat dot. All. End. Finish. Apocalypse.

They looked so cute together. “The last item here is a charm bracelet. It is rumoured to foster an unbreakable bond between partners if they wear it. They're two pieces and they're priceless, but we have to raise some money.... So it's going for one thousand dollars." It was the last item and it caught my attention, unbreakable bond huh?. It was tempting, a charm bracelet. Before I could speak up, these other hungry lions startrd coughing up amounts of money, I guess I was going to power their pays.

"It's beautiful! Luke, I love it!" He came and knelt beside her. "Check it out," he said. "I chose a charm for every part of our journey so far. This rose is for Edinburgh. The 'peace' is for Amsterdam, for obvious reasons." He smiled. "The blue aquamarine is for the sea in Greece. The clear circle is a magnifying glass for when we were in Birmingham and your brother interrogated me." Bella laughed, and felt her eyes well up. "The key is the key to my heart. And the heart is for the moment when I knew that I loved you."

Her hand half-held out, she looks to me, as though unsure whether she should take it. "Charlotte..." I eye-point her to Richard's offering. "Manners, Charlotte." She licks her lips, then swallows, before taking the bag. Beth leans forward, watching as she unravels the silk ties and tipping the contents into her hand. It's a lovely piece. Richard must have paid a fair amount for it. The tapered tip of the plug gleams chrome, I assume stainless steel. The head is inset with a green crystal, catching the light of the candles, splintering it.