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First month of a New Year.
Posted by: | CommentsJanuary began with mixed emotions as the first anniversary of My mother’s passing approached. Fortunately the first week of this month was full of activity to keep Me focussed on other more pleasant matters and the remainder of the month followed suit.
This year there will be some minor changes to My blog writing. Instead of updating it as regularly as I have managed to do on most occasions over the last few years, it will be updated once per month as a minimum, more frequently if I get the time to do so.
I had a number of exciting sessions with My collared slaves involving CBT, rope bondage, nipple torment etc although slave connor was the privileged one to have the first session for 2012 with his Goddess.
The next evening it was slave tate’s turn for rope bondage, electrical play using My TENS unit and nipple torment. Nothing like starting the New Year on an intense note… WEG. My slave explains that more fully in his blog entry, Christmas celebrations and 1st session for the New Year.
A private rubber party mid month was a delightful distraction and I wore My divine latex zebra dress and had maid marian wear her black maids uniform with the latex maid’s mask. I even had an opportunity to try out a latex vacbed for Myself which was sensational fun and a far more meditative experience than I imagined it would be. Another future purchase for My dungeon in due course???
slave tate earned himself a punishment for not reporting his weigh-in at the correct time and this was followed by an overnight session which was a first for maid marian. My chauffeur was also kept busy with chauffeur duties which all happened to fall over 3 consecutive days.
In between playing with My boys, I have had a number of opportunities to play with some new slaves and subs, some experienced, some complete novices, some from overseas and some from interstate. All had the privilege of experiencing My wicked torment to one degree or another… few degrees… LOL.
CBT seems to have been a particularly common feature this month, which is an activity I greatly relish.
I even had one of My long serving interstate slaves submit to a lengthy session of cock and ball torture.
This first month of 2012 has been full of delicious and memorable moments and there will be many more to follow. February is already shaping up to be another exciting month.
A busy day for ParkHer.
Posted by: | CommentsChristmas functions have begun and I had to attend a Christmas lunch and performance event in Brisbane for a family member which had a 10am start. That would entail an early departure from home and My chauffeur was instructed to collect Me at 8.30 this morning. As the amount of traffic W/we were likely to encounter was an unknown, it was better to be early than running late… I abhor being late.
ParkHer turned up on the dot and with a brief stop on the way before W/we hit the motorway to grab a coffee, the drive was smooth, fast and without delay. My chauffeur was told to return by 2pm when the lunch was scheduled to finish.
The performance was most entertaining and the lunch was yummy and the rain started bucketing down! Then the lunch seemed to be finishing much earlier than anticipated so I quickly sent My chauffeur an SMS informing him that I was now to be collected 35 minutes earlier than originally arranged. With the wet weather persisting, I was hoping that ParkHer would not be unnecessarily delayed due to inclement weather. As it turned out, amazingly he arrived on time at 1.25pm. The return drive to collect Me was horrendously slow and I was forewarned to not expect a fast trip home.
There is not much you can do in slow traffic and I was most thankful that I was not the one driving. My iPhone kept Me entertained for the hour and twenty minute trip home which should only have been a 50 minute drive!
The joys of being My chauffeur, and the unpredictable nature of sub-tropical summer weather and heavy traffic!
My social weekend.
Posted by: | CommentsAnother busy social weekend in the lead up to Christmas which is not that far away. I had My first Christmas Party to attend at the Gold Coast Turf Club and naturally My chauffeur would be on call to get Me and My 24/7 slave to the event.
After placing My chauffeur’s duties in his calendar, I had a last minute change as a brief visit to My dungeon prior to attending the event was necessary. This did not unduly delay My arrival and ParkHer got U/us to the venue safely. The Turf Club was not too busy – only a group of females near the entrance and a group of males closer to O/our car. Not surprisingly, My chauffeur in his uniform and chauffeur’s cap, attracted much attention from both groups.
ParkHer was dismissed and told that he could expect a phone call from Me at any time from 2.30pm onwards with instructions to come and collect Me. The party was most enjoyable and I did end up calling My slave unexpectedly, seeking his advice on a race and his suggestion ended up coming a close second so no win on this occasion. It was all in fun and I had a fabulous time, so much so that ParkHer was not summoned until much later in the afternoon than I had anticipated.
Upon departure, there was no room to wait in the area set aside for limousines and I had to wait in clearer view near the taxi stand. By this time there were loads of people milling about making their way home. Once again, as My chauffeur got on with his duties after his arrival, all eyes were upon him, including those of the limo drivers on the opposite side, much to My bemusement and that of My 24/7 slave!
Having arrived home, I realised there was little point in slave tate going to his apartment as he would have to return fairly soon to take Me to My dungeon where I had arranged a play session with My toy, Ms Servitude. As My slave had been invited to attend and I was in no mood to cook, pizza was on the menu.
Immediately after dinner, W/we caught up with My toy at My dungeon where I did some long awaited rope bondage and rope suspension. The initial part incorporated the stool which soon led to the idea of full suspension using the waist as one anchor point and the top of the thighs as another point. My toy was in heaven the moment the stool was removed from beneath her and she was swinging freely.
Throughout this process, slave tate and Kane were busy chatting and taking some photos amidst their conversation. Ms Servitude’s time in suspension eventually came to an end and W/we finished O/our little get together with some yummy crackers and cheese followed by delicious cupcakes. My slave chauffeured Me home and as he had to collect his jacket and cap from inside, I gave him a surprise task of washing My lovely big pile of dishes before he could be finally dismissed for the night.
With every intention of being available for My maid the next afternoon, I awoke on Sunday morning with the realisation that I had run out of shiny pantyhose and would need a pair in the afternoon. slave tate was promptly contacted with instructions to detour via Myer on his way to My house to purchase 2 pairs of shiny black pantyhose for Me. I told him not to waste time by looking for them himself but to ask the salesperson for assistance.
slave tate arrived promptly with pantyhose in hand and I left maid marian with a list of cleaning duties to perform whilst I was off to deal with another slave.
Thank Goddess for collared slaves – both My boys have been busy chauffeuring Me around over the last week while My car was being repaired. By the time slave connor had picked Me up and W/we returned home, it was getting quite late in the afternoon and maid marian had just about finished her cleaning duties. It is not that often that I have both boys free at the same time and instead of cooking, W/we first had coffee and then I invited them to join Me for a dinner of grilled salmon, chips and salad. The other advantage of sharing dinner with My slaves, they get to wash and dry all the dishes afterwards.
Curtsy practice for My maid & further inspection for My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsAnother Friday and once again ParkHer was summoned for chauffeur duties. Fortunately this duty would not take long and he would still have plenty of time to do some further cleaning of his unit before maid marian’s arrival at My dungeon in the afternoon. My slave’s chauffeur duties may have been short and sweet but throughout the process of My chauffeur opening My door, a group of males indulging in breakfast at the nearby cafe observed the proceedings with great and very obvious interest. I had purposely chosen to have My chauffeur park in clear view of the patrons directly outside the building I had to enter *GRINS*. And they were still there 10 minutes later when W/we departed.
My maid has been struggling somewhat with her curtsy technique and after last Sunday’s abysmal efforts, I felt it was necessary to give her some specific practice time in My presence. This would be the perfect opportunity for her to practice whilst wearing her corset which she cannot put on by herself. Want to know the outcome of maid marian’s curtsy practice session? Then check out her thoughts here.
After an hour of curtsy practice for My maid, I informed slave tate that he would continue to wear the black corset for awhile yet as I expected maid marian to do some further practice after dinner. As soon as maid marian had undressed, I re-laced the corset on My slave before he put his shorts and t-shirt on. This was another unexpected surprise and another first for My collared slave. To top off the surprise, My slave was then informed that W/we would be driving to the hospital to visit a slave who had been admitted for observation. No going straight home for slave tate who was wearing a corset under his male clothes!
Friday turned out to be quite a busy day and yesterday (Saturday) was a most significant day… in slave tate’s life anyhow!! The 48 hour grace period I had given him to clean his unit had expired and I had a very important re-inspection to perform in the afternoon. My slave collected Me at 3.30pm driving Me directly to his apartment. As soon as I stepped in, the difference in level of cleanliness was noticeably substantial. The kitchen bench was clean and cleared of debris and untidy mess, the white kettle was gleaming white again and the dust had disappeared. Moving into the bathroom, I nearly had to put My sunglasses back on as the white bath was sparkling so brightly. There was a dribble mess on the outside of the handbasin which had been missed.
My slave’s bedroom had been tidied and his ensuite bathroom was now also shining… bar one small section of floor tile in the shower which had not been fully cleaned. At least the majority of the floor tiles in the shower were now cream in colour again instead of brown!
I was impressed by slave tate’s efforts in getting his apartment into a most presentable state which I did not think was possible in the limited time he had to clean it. Where there is a will there is a way and My slave certainly found a way!
Having said that, the excellent cleaning performance under pressure was not enough to eliminate the initial horror I experienced upon My first inspection. slave tate would still be punished for allowing his apartment to reach the stage it had in the first place which is not acceptable to Me. I do respect diligence and the original punishment of 24 cuts of My cane that I had in mind would be reduced by half for the outstanding effort My slave had put in to clean up his act.
Without further delay, My slave drove U/us to My dungeon where his punishment of 12 cuts of My cane was immediately administered without ceremony. How did My slave feel about this? Those details are available here.
Today was maid marian’s turn for cleaning duties and her chance to show Me how much her curtsy technique has improved since last weekend. By the time she arrived and changed into her maid’s uniform, I had an unexpected commitment with another slave and would have to leave My maid to continue her cleaning unsupervised. That meant she had a reprieve from curtsying as I would not be around. Luck was on her side today!!! At the last moment I had to leave her with a list of cleaning instructions hoping that it would be enough to keep her busy until My return. Fortunately My list was perfectly timed and maid marian had completed My list of chores only 10 or so minutes prior to My arriving home.
What an interesting three days it has been and it will be slave connor’s turn tomorrow *smiles*.
Surprise inspection for My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsAfter My failed shoe shopping trip, I was desperate to find a pair of sandals. ParkHer was summoned once again to drive Me to Robina Shopping Centre where I had two things to do: 1) shoe shopping and 2) hat box purchase.
My chauffeur collected Me on the dot of 1.30pm as instructed. Arriving at Robina, I decided to leave the hat box purchase until last which meant shoe shopping was first on My agenda. Myer has now opened its store at Robina and that is where I would have a look to begin with. Myer generally has a good selection of shoe brands and I would have been very surprised to not find something suitable. After searching the entire shoe section, I found only two viable possibilities, one of which I favoured more than the other. Having tried on both pairs, the Basque black patent leather slingback sandals were a clear winner and there was even a 25% discount on all summer sandals. What perfect timing again for this Goddess *GRINS*.
Feeling relieved that I had finally been able to successfully purchase what I was after, the next stop was The Hat Shop to get the correct sized box to store My beautiful hat. With My chauffeur in tow carrying My hat in its new hat box, I was in need of some coffee and a bite to eat and W/we made O/our way to a new little cafe to appease My craving before heading home.
I was in a jovial mood by this point and as W/we exited the car park, I informed My chauffeur that he would take a detour via his unit. It was time for Me to do an inspection of his apartment which was well overdue! This was a complete surprise to My slave (which was the intention) and My arrival at his unit took no time at all.
As I was escorted into slave tate’s apartment, the first thing I noticed was the very untidy and dirty kitchen bench. The next thing which stood out was the filthy, greasy kettle which was supposed to be white but looked grey in colour. I ran My finger over the TV cabinet to find lots of dust there and in many other places it should not have been. A poor initial impression. I then walked into the bathroom and MY GODDESS, I could not BELIEVE what I saw - a white bath which was more black than white! Really slave tate… I know I love zebras but that kind of black and white is NOT acceptable!!!
Could anything be any worse in My slave’s unit? I still had his bedroom and ensuite to inspect. The bedroom was not tidy and had clothes thrown on the floor in the corner. The ensuite bathroom at first appeared to be reasonably clean until I turned My attention to the shower. The cream tiles of the shower floor looked far too brown and upon closer inspection, I discovered why… they were covered in a thick layer of built up scum.
Now I was totally shocked by the state of My slave’s apartment, so much so that I gave him 48 hours to sort it out before I returned for an updated inspection on Saturday! Had a cane been at My disposal, I would have administered a caning right there and then! slave tate had a very lucky break in that regard and I gave him no indication whether there would be a pending punishment or not – he could sweat on that for 48 hours!
My Melbourne Cup celebration.
Posted by: | CommentsWhat a fun few days it has been so far which was made even more exciting as I had My slave tate at My disposal – he had taken the week off.
After slave tate’s session on Monday, I had invited him to join Me for lunch and champagne yesterday to celebrate the 150th anniversary of the Melbourne Cup. I was having a small festive occasion with My 24/7 slave, My youngest son and My collared slave. My other collared slave (slave connor) was working and dropped past mid-afternoon straight after his shift.
slave tate had offered to place a small wager for Me on the big race and suggested 3 horses for My consideration. After some deliberation, I opted to place My main bet on No.8 horse, Americain as 8 is My lucky number, with smaller bets on No.24 Maluckyday (which I felt was a most appropriate horse for Me to backing) and last of all, No. 22 Linton.
With delicious food to eat and champagne to drink, number 8 really was My lucky number and it topped off a wonderful afternoon with My collared slaves. As the evening arrived, I did not feel like cooking dinner and invited My boys to join Me for pizza (which they had to go out and collect *smiles*). At the conclusion of this meal there was a rather enormous pile of dishes waiting to be washed after the day’s festivities. Thank Goddess for slaves – both My collared slaves took it upon themselves to clean up O/our Melbourne Cup celebration mess! Standing in the kitchen behind My boys with My crop in My hand may have been a slight incentive *winks*!!!
Today My chauffeur was required to drive Me to My hairdressing appointment after which I briefly looked at some shoes on O/our way to meeting slave connor and slave edward for lunch. My “brief” shoe shopping expedition turned out to be a long drawn out saga with no result. The frustrations of not being able to find that perfect summer sandal *sighs*. Another shoe shopping trip will be on the cards the next day as I MUST find some sandals to wear in the upcoming hot weather.
A yummy lunch with My boys soon put Me in a better mood and W/we finished off the afternoon with coffee in the relaxing lounge of the Sheraton Mirage.
A more detailed account from My collared slave’s point of view can be read here.
My return from My short break.
Posted by: | CommentsI was collected by ParkHer (My chauffeur) from the airport last night in extremely stormy and wet conditions and managed to arrive home in a dry state (thank Goddess).
After spending the last 5 days in Melbourne for a short break, it was bliss coming home to a spotlessly clean house thanks to My maid who was in attendance doing her weekly cleaning duties despite My absence.
I may have been away but I made sure My collared slave was kept busy over the last few days. Can’t have My slave sitting around twiddling his thumbs… or twiddling anything else for that matter *winks*.
Looking forward to a great week with a fabulous Halloween Party next weekend.
A touch of pampering.
Posted by: | CommentsThe busyness of finalising My patio continues amidst other activities and on Tuesday night, I had the rare opportunity of going out for dinner with My 2 collared slaves and slave edward. We started off with a seafood feast of oysters followed by Moreton Bay bugs at Ashmore Steak & Seafood and then continued on to Sheraton Mirage for a dessert of cocktails followed by coffee.
Despite the dinner out with My boys, I was up early on Wednesday morning as ParkHer was due at 8am to drive Me to My 8.30am nail appointment. I was determined to get My exercise done before I went out and I managed to complete both My cardio as well as My weight training before My chauffeur arrived. Fortunately for slave tate, he opted not to take up My betting offer as he would have lost out big time. My slave was quite sure I would not get My exercise done so early – how wrong he was!
I now have red nails to go with My red and gold outfit for the Castaway/Shipwrecked Party on Saturday night and it was off to My hairdresser to tone down My blonde colour as it is much too blonde for My liking. My chauffeur collected Me at the appointed time of 9.50am and O/our trip to Paradise Point was quicker than expected which was a bonus. It meant I had time for coffee and even some breakfast before My hair appointment which would take at least an hour and a half, possibly two hours. My chauffeur would just have to wait until he heard from Me when I was finished.
After indulging in a delicious Eggs Benedict with Salmon breakfast and a cup of coffee (with My chauffeur who was permitted to join Me), I was ready for some further pampering while My chauffeur had to hang around and entertain himself during My absence.
Two and a half hours later, ParkHer was finally summoned to collect Me and W/we made O/our way back home where My maid was required for some cleaning duties. I had a friend coming for dinner and My house needed to be spotless. There was enough work to keep My maid busy for at least 2 hours.
When My maid had finished her cleaning duties, My slave was not immediately dismissed as I needed him to give My 24/7 a hand in moving some items from the house into the shed now that My shed was able to accommodate the extra items. Around 5pm slave tate was finally sent home and I enjoyed a delightful, relaxing evening with My guest after a busy day of pampering.
