Panty Love Letters #1
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I know that no one has subscribed yet, but I’m writing this newsletter anyway because anyone who has subscribed will be able to see past newsletters. :)
So, what’s going on in my panty biz? I’ve put a lot of work into Snifffr.com but I know I need to branch out to some other sites, so I’m looking at that.
I’ve got a Private Gallery on Snifffr that’s onlly $3 a month right now. I think I need to find another place for these pics/videos so that I can sell a monthly package to people not on Snifffr. I could do a SnapChat or I’ve seen people do other things. Maybe a Kik group? Or I could just set up some kind of online storage I could give people access to like Google Docs.
Here’s a couple SFW pics that are in my gallery:
On Snifffr I’m also offering virtual girlfriend services and personalized stories.
Free panty story of the week
You’re such a good boy. Not only are you a great employee and respect the fact that I am your boss, but you know that I’m the boss of you in every other way, too. You do what you’re told when you’re told, no matter how uncomfortable it makes you.
Like yesterday, I had you doing stock in the back room. You were singing that stupid song I hate. I swear you do that just to get my attention and make me punish you.
I didn’t have time for much so I walked in the room, locked the door and told you to get on your knees. You did so immediately. Good boy.
Then, I raised my skirt and revealed the black panties I wore. Silky with a lace trim.
“May I smell you Goddess?” you asked.
I nodded.
You buried your nose between my thighs and inhaled deeply.
“That’s enough,” I said, after a few seconds. I pushed you roughly away from me.
I hooked my thumbs around the panties and slid them off. I stomped on them with my stilleto heels, rubbing the dirt of the cement floor into them.
I demanded, “Pick them up.”
After you do as I tell you to, I say, “Now stuff them in your mouth.”
With a glint in your eye, you do as you’re told.
“Stand.”
I wait for you to get back to your feet and then I tell you, “Now get back to work. No more damn singing. The panties stay in your mouth until I say so.”
You know as well as I do that you could be caught with a mouthful of my panties if anyone comes back while you’re working. You aren’t allowed to lock the door. You know that.
All you can do is work quietly and hope that none of your co-workers needs stock.
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Where to find me:
Snifffr.com: https://snifffr.com/members/mistressautumn/profile/
SofiaGrey:
https://sofiagray.com/shops/mommy-dommes-desires
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AutumnSeave
