#{threads:callie}

when callie pulled the other into the courthouse closet, she already knew what was going to do. it wasn't often she didn't walk around without a toy anymore, ever since this little...whatever started. and if it was up to callie, it would stay a whatever, given how thoroughly she had fu.cked the message of the other staying their secret between them. "goodness, someone wore a short skirt to work today. how bold of you. want the world to see what kind of sl.ut you are?" she whispered fiercely against the ear of the other, ignoring any greeting. eva would know who it was. "did you miss da.ddy?"

“you need to think long and hard on this. do you really want to be stuck on here all night?” callie asked, looking down at the other- bound and placed in the chair. the vi//brator attached to them had been shut off. for now. for the first time in about an hour. “you going to make da//ddy lose her cool again or are you going to be good for me?” she asked with a relaxed air. it wasn’t she that was going to be tortured all night long with toys if she didn’t speak up. “say ‘i’m sorry da//ddy.’“

callie paid no mind to the sounds drawing out from their submissive as she turned up the vibrations to another tier up. just glancing in the rearview of her car, she kept it pressed to them without hesitation. “you must really enjoy pissing d*ddy off, princess. truly. your mouth is writing a check that i don’t think the rest of you can cash,” she observed with an easy tone, but with a sharp expression now aimed forward.

“i’m drinking away the last four weeks of work,” callie wasn’t even asked a question, choosing to clarify maybe more to herself, why her cup was so full of dark liquor and why she looked so tired. “finally got a case done, a good one, paid well, but fucking hell was it ever just a mountain of work. i don’t want to think about anything for three days.”