[ penny hears the bell, and she knows exactly what it means.
her girlfriend always talks about pampering her, and to sansa’s credit, some of their vacations and trips involve that: hot stone massages, shopping trips, lounging by the pool or a private beach, skiing, screwing around in a hot tub - the list goes on. sure, sansa’s usually the one calling the shots, but penny won’t deny that it’s fun to get spoiled for a while.
but when they go the Resort, it’s different - they might get a dinner brought up to their suite, but penny’s setting the table. if they go to the pool, she’s the one fetching drinks. she carries bags through the boutique. rub sansa’s shoulders, give her a lapdance, eat her out, hold a tray out for her glass - whatever she says. and all around them, there’s other women doing the same - rich heiresses or businesswomen who like bossing their lovers around, or some who very clearly need to take a break and let somebody else make the decisions.
maybe that’s what this is - penny’s vacation from having to make decisions.
at sansa’s order, she’s been cleaning. That shelf of trinkets needs some dusting, don’t you think? of course, everything is decorated to their exact specifications (read: sansa’s specifications), so the ‘trinkets’ are all small pieces of art. gorgeously made, little statuettes - all evocative, slightly abstract depictions of sapphic intimacy.
it’s not particularly subtle. nor are the photographs and portraits on the walls - nothing blatantly pornographic, but. evocative.
the bell rings. penny puts down the little marble she was wiping clean and pivots on one heel, trotting obediently towards the balcony where sansa is. it’s a little tricky - those heels are high - but she gets there the same. smooths down the ruffles and petticoats on her dress, because of course sansa’s got her cleaning in a full french maid outfit. one that has a corset that practically pushes her tits up to her chin. ]
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Date: 2025-07-09 05:06 am (UTC)her girlfriend always talks about pampering her, and to sansa’s credit, some of their vacations and trips involve that: hot stone massages, shopping trips, lounging by the pool or a private beach, skiing, screwing around in a hot tub - the list goes on. sure, sansa’s usually the one calling the shots, but penny won’t deny that it’s fun to get spoiled for a while.
but when they go the Resort, it’s different - they might get a dinner brought up to their suite, but penny’s setting the table. if they go to the pool, she’s the one fetching drinks. she carries bags through the boutique. rub sansa’s shoulders, give her a lapdance, eat her out, hold a tray out for her glass - whatever she says. and all around them, there’s other women doing the same - rich heiresses or businesswomen who like bossing their lovers around, or some who very clearly need to take a break and let somebody else make the decisions.
maybe that’s what this is - penny’s vacation from having to make decisions.
at sansa’s order, she’s been cleaning. That shelf of trinkets needs some dusting, don’t you think? of course, everything is decorated to their exact specifications (read: sansa’s specifications), so the ‘trinkets’ are all small pieces of art. gorgeously made, little statuettes - all evocative, slightly abstract depictions of sapphic intimacy.
it’s not particularly subtle. nor are the photographs and portraits on the walls - nothing blatantly pornographic, but. evocative.
the bell rings. penny puts down the little marble she was wiping clean and pivots on one heel, trotting obediently towards the balcony where sansa is. it’s a little tricky - those heels are high - but she gets there the same. smooths down the ruffles and petticoats on her dress, because of course sansa’s got her cleaning in a full french maid outfit. one that has a corset that practically pushes her tits up to her chin. ]
Yes, Mistress?