Walkies [process]
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2023-11-16 02:41:28 +0000 UTC View Post
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2023-11-03 23:59:44 +0000 UTC View PostStory Update:
I'll be continuing "Property of Elizabeth" this month.
If you haven't read my previous stories or haven't seen the related art, you can view those posts here: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1XUQoCpKv_ZadAHPhMoKZ7NAF7uB5L5CboQfaguypZZg
2023-11-02 01:34:41 +0000 UTC View PostSketch Stream This Friday 11/3, 8:00PM EST
If you're new or need a refresher on how sketch streams work, how to be prepared for them, and how to attend, please click the link below:
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Hope to see you there!
~ Rosie
2023-11-02 01:34:05 +0000 UTC View PostWelcome, November!
If you're new here, welcome! And thank you very much for your support. For your reference, this is a little summary of the tiers and how this works:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BW5cEry7MzM8o0BqOEYdvQGhXolZaOu-m2HIDcUsNQE/edit?usp=sharing
This month, we'll have our usual finished works along with the sketch stream, sketch stream highlights, and a story update. As I've said before, if you don't see content throughout the month, don't worry. Often times my works come out the last week of the month.
If you'd like more interaction or have any questions for me, feel free to join the discord server. The server tends to light up when new people chat. There isn't much interaction on Patreon, itself. I mostly just post rewards here.
If you'd like to see all of my past finished works here, you can find everything in the "Finished Works" folder on Patreon in the "Collections" tab under "Tags": https://www.patreon.com/RosieBRS?filters[tag]=Finished%20Works
Thank you again for your support!
~Rosie
2023-11-02 01:33:10 +0000 UTC View Post
This Would Look Cute on You [process]
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2023-10-31 21:58:58 +0000 UTC View Post
Property of Elizabeth: CH12 - Black Roses
[To read the first chapter, please refer to the story guide: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XUQoCpKv_ZadAHPhMoKZ7NAF7uB5L5CboQfaguypZZg/edit?usp=sharing ]
Elizabeth’s space behind the dress shop served many purposes. There were the fun rooms on the first floor which housed the dungeon space, the dollhouse, the petplay space, and the nursery, and then the second floor housed living quarters for a few maids, a sewing room, a mannequin room, as well as Elizabeth’s own bedroom. Though the space was vast, as the street shop had been expanded backwards to accompany these rooms, there were still limitations for how many could properly stay with Elizabeth in the shop. This was by design, since like the space of the property, Elizabeth could only fit so many in her world and life all at once.
“How many dolls are you the Owner of?”
“Dolls specifically? Three.”
“Oh, I see. Do they live with you?”
“Some stay overnight in the dollhouse from time to time, but they each have their own homes nearby, much like yourself.”
“Gotcha… I was wondering if my situation was… out of the ordinary.”
“Ownership isn’t something I take lightly. Near, far, you are mine. The fact that you come to me when summoned says as much.”
“True.”
“If you would like, you’re welcome to speak to some of my other dolls. Though if it saves you any amount of worry, those who live with me are special in their own right, but occupy a different space in my life. I do not waste time in giving titles to people I do not care for. You are you, and that’s what I like about you. There is no competition for Alexis.”
“I appreciate that.”
“I do think you would benefit from speaking with Shiki at some point. We have had similar conversations.”
“I will be sure to do that.”
Elizabeth gently massaged Alexis’ head as the two sat in the dollhouse, Elizabeth on her chair, Alexis on the floor between her legs. The dollsuit was supposed to be ready today, but there was a hiccup in transporting it, so it was sort of a free day for the two. A lot of Elizabeth’s plans involved the suit, and her energy was unfortunately exhausted for coming up with a new routine on the spot.
“Adelle, could you bring Shiki in here?”
“Uh, sure! I can take over the shop.”
“Much appreciated.”
The two sat in silence, Elizabeth continuing to play with Alexis’ pink hair.
“You know, that flower shop next door was going out of business when I first acquired this shop. She was a very sweet lady though, so I asked her if she could find me Black Roses. To my surprise, she told me there was no such thing.”
“Oh… there isn’t?”
“There are roses that are a very dark red, but no truly natural black breeds. The roses my sister had found for me were dyed, artificially made. After a moment, I asked her again and presented my dress to her. ‘Dresses are artificially made, yet they exist. And so do black roses. If you can find me black roses, I will leave the magic of their making to you, just as my customers do for my dresses.’ And to my luck, she had experimented with dying natural roses and could fulfill my wish… so I fulfilled her’s by buying her property from her landlord and gifting it to her. In exchange, we have this lovely expansion for my building behind her shop, that we now sit in.”
“Oh… you own this building? And the one next to it?”
Elizabeth nodded.
“The takeaway, my little pink haired doll, is that your hair is a very pretty pink, and I wouldn’t be surprised to hear that you dye it that way, but I may prefer for that to remain a mystery to me, much like my roses.”
Elizabeth tugged her hair back a little.
“Though you’re a natural doll, and I suppose that’s all the magic an Owner could ask for.”
She placed the softest kiss atop Alexis’ head before Shiki walked in. Shiki was dressed as Elizabeth, which was a first for Alexis to witness.
“Adelle summoned me.”
“Shiki, I’d like you to meet Alexis, your new doll sister.”
Shiki looked to Alexis, who started to stand before Elizabeth pressed her back down to the floor between her legs.
“Oh, the new Bimbo doll?”
“We’ve decided to go a more universal route. I decided to add her to my personal collection.”
Shiki smiled, though it was obvious there was some insecurity behind it.
“I think you two have some common ground. Come sit with us.”
Shiki sat on the floor beside Alexis and Elizabeth moved her legs to accompany both, so she could play with both of their heads at the same time.
“Shiki, Alexis, you’ve both presented concern with the importance behind living here vs not. This stems from traditional partnership roles, and I understand the concern of importance. If you two were to live here, you would have a living space separate from my own, just as Adelle, Aliyah, and Mizy do. They live here out of mutual necessity in our roles and duties to each other, and even if I had a larger space, I would still prefer to have my own space be separate.”
Shiki looked down in a somewhat guilty tone, since she likely heard something similar to this already. Alexis took note of the insecurity, and it made her feel a little better seeing her feelings were validated in the other doll.
“You two are amazing dolls. I own you for many reasons. I would appreciate the freedom to play with each of you together, separate, or not at all without judgement. So it’s important that you two like and understand each other.”
Elizabeth snapped her fingers beside the two doll’s ears.
“Now stand up before me.”
Both stood up in front of Elizabeth. Elizabeth looked to Shiki.
“I am in your head. I am your thoughts. You will do with your Bimbo doll as you desire.”
Shiki froze for a moment, closing her eyes and breathing in, then out. Her look changed suddenly to a look Alexis had only really seen from Elizabeth in the past. With the violet wig and the dark dress, her red hues were almost interchangeable with Elizabeth’s in that moment. Elizabeth sat back in her chair, quietly enjoying the show that was about to unfold.
“Tell me, Bimbo, what do sluts say?”
“Where would you like me, my Owner?”
Shiki clasped Alexis’ hand in her own, bringing her close to her mouth so she could steal a deep kiss, bringing the blushing pink doll closer into her waist. This felt… wrong… but right… Alexis whimpered at the strange kiss, Shiki biting her lip on exit as she looked into her eyes.
“On your knees, in your ‘good girl’ pose.”
Alexis dropped to her knees, leaning back, tongue flexed out with her mouth wide open, trapped in the first pose Elizabeth had her practice so many times before. Shiki crossed her arms behind her back, leaning over to look at the poor, pitiful girl on the floor.
“Aw, so silly! I bet I could put aaanything in your mouth right now and you would take it.”
Alexis couldn’t refute that, especially since she couldn’t bring herself to come out of this pose. Shiki crouched down to Alexis’ level and leaned in to her open mouth, tracing her tongue around the doll’s quivering lips. Elizabeth chimed in.
“Return to self.”
Shiki snapped out of her trance, blushing a little with where she was in the session. She leaned up immediately, though admittedly she enjoyed being where she was. Alexis was fairly attractive, after all. Elizabeth couldn’t help but laugh at both of their reactions to such a scene.
“You two are both my dolls, and yet you fulfill such different rolls that I can use you for two sides of a scene together.”
Shiki looked off to the side… that was definitely a valid demonstration of that point.
“I think you can now appreciate each other’s abilities better too. In fact, Shiki, weren’t you discussing with me recently that you would love to experiment with taking on my presence for a longer term, say, a weekend?”
Shiki nearly jumped, nervous about such a topic being brought up now.
“Y-yes… my Owner…?”
“Hm. Fun thoughts. Alexis does use Miru quite a bit.”
The thought lingered in Alexis’ mind throughout the rest of the evening. It seemed Shiki didn’t live very far from her in the grand scheme of the city. It wasn’t walking distance, but it was close enough to develop a friendship. The two spoke on the way out of the shop, though it took a miracle to break the ice after that scene.
“West district isn’t very far from my place. We should hang out sometime.”
“Oh, yeah… I don’t really do much aside from work and… come here I guess.”
“Hah… we are similar after all…”
“I mean… I can’t become Elizabeth at the snap of a finger.”
“I can’t either, really.”
Alexis was a little surprised to hear that. Shiki took notice.
“We practiced it a lot. Sure, we had hot sessions where we did hypnosis, masking, play, but in order to actually develop that, it took a lot of studying her, writing in her voice, acting. I did classes, sat in on her sessions, and learned all that I could. The idea of becoming so obsessed with a person that you become them, yourself is really hot.”
“S-so.. so when she said those words… were you aware of everything you were doing?”
“Are you aware of what you’re doing during triggers?”
“W-well yeah, I guess. I decided when I was given them that following her command, no matter what, should be the forefront of thought… so when I’m given those commands, I don’t think, I just blindly trust in her and perform the action for her.”
“Ding ding ding! You’ve got it.”
“So you just allow your training to take over? But it’s so specific…”
“I’ve been her doll for about seven years now… Imagine how many sessions I’ve seen… how many tricks I’ve learned… how many phrases she has…”
“Oh… it is like Miru then.”
“Oh, no, Miru is just insanely talented at reading people… and very lonely. I had to train… and it’s the training process I’m into.”
“That makes sense…”
The two came up on the bus that took them their respective ways.
“By the way, your doll suit is probably coming tomorrow.”
“Y-yeah… you’ve seen a lot of dolls get their suits… what should I expect?”
Shiki looked at her and smiled, just gently waving.
“Niiiiiight, dolly.”
2023-10-31 21:54:32 +0000 UTC View PostSierra's Vacation: Fitting End [process]
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2023-10-29 23:13:46 +0000 UTC View Post
Sierra's Vacation: Fitting End
Another commission this month, featuring Sierra.
2023-10-29 23:09:03 +0000 UTC View PostDo Not Touch Display [process]
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2023-10-15 04:28:04 +0000 UTC View Post
Do Not Touch Display [finished]
Commission from this month! Enjoy the sneak peak!
2023-10-15 04:26:21 +0000 UTC View Post
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2023-10-13 23:53:59 +0000 UTC View PostStory Update:
I'll be continuing "Property of Elizabeth" this month.
If you haven't read my previous stories or haven't seen the related art, you can view those posts here: https://drive.google.com/open?id=1XUQoCpKv_ZadAHPhMoKZ7NAF7uB5L5CboQfaguypZZg
2023-10-03 00:43:56 +0000 UTC View PostSketch Stream: Friday 13, 8:00 EST
If you're new or need a refresher on how sketch streams work, how to be prepared for them, and how to attend, please click the link below:
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Also remember the $25 tier! Your sketch could become a highlight and could be voted on to become a fully finished work! I pick around 5-6 people each stream, so please stop by if you have the time and come prepared!
Hope to see you there!
~ Rosie
2023-10-03 00:42:55 +0000 UTC View PostWelcome, October!
If you're new here, welcome! And thank you very much for your support. For your reference, this is a little summary of the tiers and how this works:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BW5cEry7MzM8o0BqOEYdvQGhXolZaOu-m2HIDcUsNQE/edit?usp=sharing
This month, we'll have our usual finished works along with the sketch stream, sketch stream highlights, and a story update. As I've said before, if you don't see content throughout the month, don't worry. Often times my works come out the last week of the month.
If you'd like more interaction or have any questions for me, feel free to join the discord server. The server tends to light up when new people chat. There isn't much interaction on Patreon, itself. I mostly just post rewards here.
If you'd like to see all of my past finished works here, you can find everything in the "Finished Works" folder on Patreon in the "Collections" tab under "Tags": https://www.patreon.com/RosieBRS?filters[tag]=Finished%20Works
Thank you again for your support!
~Rosie
2023-10-03 00:41:54 +0000 UTC View PostProperty of Elizabeth: CH11 - Ownership
[To read the first chapter, please refer to the story guide: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XUQoCpKv_ZadAHPhMoKZ7NAF7uB5L5CboQfaguypZZg/edit?usp=sharing ]
There was no fluke. Alexis had coursing thoughts of pleasure all throughout the night and the following morning, moreso than usual. Her toys got an unusual amount of play… in her mind, pleasuring them was pleasuring her Mistress, and her Mistress wanted her to ache and beg for climax without release. She slowly straddled her second biggest toy for the 5thtime that morning, mesmerized by the feeling of her Mistress slowly penetrating her and driving her mad. She pictured what her Mistress would want her little pincushion to look like, what modifications she might have in mind for her actual body, what behaviors she might program into her… all of these thoughts while riding the world’s slowest ride to climax. Her thighs quivered, but continued despite her inner desperate plea to go faster. After she could barely lift herself up again, she finally thrust in and felt her world shake as that sweet release finally came…
Her body was admittedly sore, even if her heart was willing to torture herself all day. She had a sex drive before, but never like this. It was always more of a “self-play over imagined scenarios” situation… more of an asexual approach to sex… never just… sex… even if the idea of being Elizabeth’s blow-up bimbo doll was exciting. At the core, the thing that excited her the most, more than anything else, was Elizabeth having control over her outcome, becoming her permanent toy to play with or not. That was her ultimate attraction… sex or no sex…
Elizabeth wanted to take her on a proper date this evening. Apparently there was an event that she had to attend to for her sister, and she needed a “pretty plus one.” Funny that the most vanilla event would be the strangest invitation Alexis had from the seamstress. Alexis walked to the dress shop, as instructed. She would meet Elizabeth there, but was to be dressed for the occasion by her maids first. “A doll doesn’t dress herself for her owner.” Even though it wasn’t a formal announcement of ownership, Alexis still swooned over the word “owner” being used.
“This isn’t… it isn’t too revealing…?”
Alexis looked down at the outfit of choice. It was an open back, silky black dress with modest breast cover and slits running up the thighs to show off her legs. She wore low heels, a choker, and her hair was styled in a cute twirl, like a flower.
“It’s a little out there, but you’re a Bimbo now. What do you care?”
“Ahaha, silly me. I love it!”
Alexis covered her mouth. The maids fawned over the response.
“That’s so hot. Mistress doesn’t get many Bimbos, but they’re always so cute.”
Alexis blushed and tried not to say anything for fear of further programming coming out. They escorted her to a limousine parked in the back, and like a strange fairytale, she was off to an event fancier than she had ever seen in her life. She almost didn’t step out from her seat until she saw a few women dressed similarly to her. They looked to be with older men, painting a fair picture of why they would be wearing that. She was arm candy to her Mistress only… whom she didn’t see at first.
“There’s my pretty date.”
Elizabeth appeared behind her, dress admittedly far more modestly, if not slightly appearing to be attending a funeral rather than a party. She wore a cute, wide-brimmed sun hat with black roses on the top along with a modest black, frilly sundress with sleeves and a long skirt. Her violet eyes lit up beneath her black attire, something that always drew Alexis’ eyes. Elizabeth held out her arm to the taller lady, and Alexis nervously walked with Elizabeth to their table.
The stares were noticeable, even if the attendees thought they were being clever. Elizabeth, herself, was a spectacle all alone, but escorting a tall, femme beauty was another beacon of light on the pair. Alexis took special care sitting down to make sure she wasn’t showing anything, her cheeks red as she looked to the top of the seamstress’ hat as she adjusted her dress. When she looked back up, Alexis’ heart fluttered. They were dressed fancy… at a table together… at a fancy event… this was more thrilling and romantic than she had planned on.
“You’re special, aren’t you?”
Alexis was puzzled by the remark.
“I must be… we’re getting a lot of attention.”
“They’ll settle down. The Estelles are about to arrive, and there’s been a lot of controversy with them the last few days. That’s not what I meant though.”
“Oh… ?”
“Most dolls have a type. They would like to be a baby doll, or a corner doll, or a mannequin in the shop… you however, you really just want to be my doll, don’t you?”
Alexis wasn’t sure how to answer.
“You’re not the only one I’ve had to pick for, you know… a lot of people have trouble spitting out what they want when they’re excited… but when you’re presented with something you don’t want, often you learn what you do want… not you… because your option wasn’t on the menu. I told you that you would be my Bimbo, and so here you are. No protest. You will be whatever I want you to be, and that amuses me… maybe scares me a little.”
Elizabeth smirked.
“It’s not often you find dolls like that. I’m not sure if you knew you were that kind of doll. Hypnosis only works on the willing. Let’s check on that. Tell me, dolly, what do sluts say?”
“Where would you like me, Mistress?”
Alexis blushed. Elizabeth wasn’t through.
“When I say hump, you say…”
“How big, Mistress?”
“What’s your favorite food, dolly?”
“Mmmm, Mistress!”
Alexis stopped herself, seemingly trying to hide between her own breasts with how much attention she felt on her. Elizabeth laughed.
“You allowed yourself to be programmed like that because I willed it. I think I need to put your heart out of it’s misery. I Own you now. Refer to me as your Owner. As if you could manage to call me anything else.”
Alexis’s cheeks were so red, one might be convinced she were trying to camouflage with her own hair. She said it! She said the words! And it only cost her her dignity in a very formal public!
“Y-yes, Owner.”
“It feels good to say, doesn’t it?”
“Y…yes, Owner.”
Alexis managed to smile beneath that shy blush.
“It feels good to hear.”
The Estelles finally arrived, though a few people kept their attention on Elizabeth’s table. Hard not to.
“This is a drole event. I’m here in place of my sister. She attends these things to represent our family and keep public face. I won’t ruin her image, but I don’t mind making her regret asking me. Just a little. I think this will be enough of a spectacle.”
Alexis was a little surprised to hear this side of Elizabeth. The event itself seemed to be a charity auction, with a few notable faces she had only previously seen in articles. Elizabeth didn’t bid on anything. In her words, the family house already housed a lot of priceless things, and Elizabeth claimed she already had everything she wanted at the moment. Though the gesture to Alexis was romantic, she had a hard time believing she completed her wish list, though it was obvious the seamstress enjoyed flaunting her arm candy to the other ladies and gentlemen entertaining more traditional variations of that dynamic. As the sun set, Elizabeth found a proper time to exit after talking to the few attendees she was asked to. The limousine ride home was… nice.
“I think you’ll find your doll suit works well for you. I had a peek at its progress this morning.”
Alexis ducked down, blushing.
“The limo driver can’t hear you. Even if he could, we’ll discuss what I want to discuss when I want to discuss it, understood?”
“Yes, Owner. I can’t wait to see it!”
“I know you have a day job. I won’t compromise that, but I will find something to lock onto you permanently. My dolls carry a piece of bondage with them everywhere they go to remind them of their place in the world. I haven’t yet decided yours.”
Alexis was squirming at such thoughts…
“Oh, and you can return the headset to me and delete the app. You’re fun as a Bimbo dolly, but I think we can do even better.”
Alexis really squirmed at that.
“…Like what, my Owner?”
“You may know in time… it depends how much I decide you get to remember.”
Elizabeth unbuckled herself and unbuckled Alexis’ belt beside her. She leaned over, her lips hovering before Alexis’, giving her glossy lips a gently lick.
“Tell me, what do sluts say?”
“Where would you like me, my Owner?”
“Under me.”
“Hehe, yes my Owner!”
Elizabeth unclipped her skirt, revealing the strap that hung beneath her dress this entire time. Alexis blushed and whimpered, lifting her dress easily and spreading herself for her Owner.
“I did always enjoy playing with my dolls in the back seat…”
Elizabeth inserted herself and gently bit Alexis’ ear, gently pumping while Alexis moaned out, louder than she normally would. At one point, she whined at every thrust, no matter how shallow, how slow, she gave the voice performance of a lifetime. Elizabeth bit her harder and thrust harder. Alexis squealed with joy as her Owner went all-in, finally causing her to gasp in climax while Elizabeth continued. The back seat windows fogged up quickly, the driver unphased. Elizabeth left no breath for Alexis. By the end of the ride, she clung to the seat with a rush of excitement waving through her body, Elizabeth swiftly cleaning up and making herself presentable for her maids. As the two walked into the shop, the action was laughably noticeable, but only in one of the pair.
“I think you’re sufficient in that training for now. You’re fun.”
Alexis’ legs were still trembling… her first time with Elizabeth… in the back of a limousine… prey to the training she was given… nothing about that was what she expected, but it was a greater fantasy… reality… than she could’ve hoped for.
“Where do we… go from here…?”
“Well, you go home for tonight. Dream of me, dream of our time together. We will be celebrating my Ownership over you more properly at a future date.”
Elizabeth took Alexis’s hands and kissed them.
“I am very excited to have you as my newest doll. Welcome to the collection, dolly.”
2023-09-29 02:29:30 +0000 UTC View Post
