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Release from chastity on 1st day of Spring for My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsOn the first day of Spring which was yesterday, the padlock on My slave’s CB3000 finally sprang open to release him from chastity since the first day of Winter.
This moment may have been a long time cumming (pun intended) and that is precisely what I planned to do in this session – tease My boy’s nipples until he came like never before. 91 days in chastity is a new record for My collared slave tate.
Rather than trying to second guess My slave’s feelings about his lengthy time in chastity, it is best to read the inspiration straight from My slave’s mouth which you can do on his blog.
I will finish by stating that My collared slave now has a new record to beat. *Ponders* I wonder when that may happen?
Delightful session distractions.
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Despite the preoccupation with My cat in hospital, I have had some fabulous distractions with various sessions over the last few days.
Before seeing slave tate on Saturday afternoon, My morning began with a slave from interstate whose genitals were deliciously at My mercy. Ball stretching was inflicted in a prolonged manner while he was in a most vulnerable position, followed by a fisting for the last part of his extended session.
On Sunday morning the next day, I had My collared sub in My presence to pamper and worship My feet before spending time stretched out on the floor of My dungeon under My delicious bare feet. I even gave him the privilege of feeling My feet caressing his genitals prior to allowing him to have an orgasm.
Sunday afternoon was taken up with maid marian’s regular weekly cleaning duties which was even more of a blessing under the circumstances of the last few days.
Last night I introduced a relatively new sub to electro-stimulation of the anus, finishing with anal play using My aneros which he quickly discovered was highly stimulating in more ways than one *winks*. That experience is bound to be repeated in due course!
I was most thankful to have such an exciting end to what had been a rather stressful and sad week.
Farewell to My cat.
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Those who know Me well, will understand the passion I have for My cats. It is with great sadness since Tuesday 24th August that I had been preoccupied by the unexpected death and subsequent miraculous revival of My beautiful, highly intelligent, psychic, female cat. Unbeknown to Me then, from that moment she was never to be the same again.
Hoping she would make a near full recovery, if not a full recovery, her time in ICU had been promising in the early stages but flattened later. I was most thankful to have slaves distracting Me from My concerns and they helped Me to maintain a positive spirit.
By the end of the weekend, hope was still around and I even invited slave tate to stay for dinner on Sunday night after maid marian had finished her cleaning duties. I sent My collared slave to collect the pizzas for O/our dinner and My 24/7 slave felt inspired to open the beautiful bottle of bubbly I had in the fridge to celebrate O/our cat’s life.
I awoke on Monday with optimism only to receive a phone call in mid morning by the vet to say that My cat’s health had deteriorated and in his opinion, it was best to put her to sleep. It was highly unlikely that she would make any promising progress.
With heavy hearts I collected her from the hospital with My 24/7 slave and O/our vet and brought her back home for the very last time. O/our vet felt she would cope with spending her final hours with U/us and left her in O/our very capable hands until he returned later in the evening when W/we were ready to say goodbye. As slave tate had looked after My cats on a number of occasions (catsitting), I thought he would appreciate the opportunity to also say his farewell.
My cat’s passing was the most serene and peaceful experience I have ever encountered and My gorgeous girl’s transition could not have been any smoother.
The reality of My cat’s death hit Me hardest this morning when I realised that I would never feel her jumping onto the bed first thing as I awoke. It is quite incredible to think that one cat can have such a huge presence and energy and My house, despite having two boy cats, is markedly quiet without her.
RIP My beautiful one.
Sensory deprivation for My collared slave.
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As the weather is still cool, I wanted My collared slave to have a sensory deprivation experience without any concerns of overheating. Being in this state is already a very exciting prospect and I had to bear in mind that My boy is still in chastity which in itself will add some additional heat to the situation. That is understandable as sensory deprivation is one of his favourite fetishes.
My slave was none the wiser in terms of whether he would be released from chastity and without giving him time to think about it, I had him strip off and present himself before Me. Naturally, My slave immediately made his way to the dungeon but his session today would be happening in My lounge room where I would be most comfortable in My armchair during his time of reflection.
As soon as he was totally encased in My leather sleepsack, perforated leather hood and blindfold, I decided to sit back, relax and make a few phone calls to catch up with some friends.
Every now and again I would prod My slave’s nipples with the heel of My leather boots to ensure he was not getting too comfortable and falling asleep!
This was not a time for being released from chastity, let alone having an orgasm. There is always next time for such luxuries *wicked grin*.
An hour was all the time I could spare for My slave on this occasion and he has to be thankful for small generosities. Soon it will be the first day of Spring and you never know what that may bring!
Extended session.
Posted by: | CommentsI adore extended sessions. Experiencing the sense of being totally immersed in My reality for an indefinite period is something every slave or sub should do at least once in their BDSM journey. And yes, you very quickly lose track of all time.
This particular slave relishes sensory deprivation and being totally restrained and it was a truly awesome afternoon divided into 3 stages of activity. Stage 1 was cling wrap mummification with posture collar and ball gag in position underneath. After awhile, I carefully cut a hole to expose the cock for tease and denial. Further torment was created by cutting holes in the cling wrap near both nipples for access of My fingers *WEG*. Before moving into the next stage, this now rather sweaty slave had to shower and freshen up – could not feminise a wet, smelly body!
The next memorable moment was in stage 2 which involved forced feminization and rope bondage. Forced feminization had been a long-held fantasy of this slave and one he found difficult to comprehend how I could force him into feminine attire. He soon found out exactly how I was to achieve that goal *winks*. This stage was most relaxing once the bound, feminised slave was under My feet as I indulged in My coffee fix and read My book *sighs with content*.
Stage 3 brought the afternoon to a fitting finale with total sensory deprivation in My leather sleepsack with full leather hood, earplugs, blindfold and additional rope. As the afternoon drew to a close and early evening set in, My slave was finally released and it took awhile for him to regain his sense of time. What a sensational way to end the week which also happened to be a public holiday on the Gold Coast.
ParkHer, My chauffeur.
Posted by: | CommentsNow that ParkHer has been in My realm for some time, I cannot imagine life without My chauffeur!
Yesterday was a specific case in point. Not only was ParkHer required to drive Me to My nail appointment first thing in the morning wearing his full chauffeur’s uniform, he was also chauffeuring Me and My daughter to an opening of an expanded cosmetic business in Paradise Point.
The evening session involved him being sent off for an undetermined period of time and waiting to return once summoned. My slave’s perspective on yesterday’s chauffeur duties can be read here.
In between chauffeur duties, My collared slave was kept equally busy as My maid and her account of her cleaning duties can be read here.
