Archive for Dining Out
Christmas festivities with My collared boys.
Posted by: | CommentsThe week before Christmas was a busy time and one of the highlights was having a celebratory Christmas Dinner with My two collared slaves. This coincided with the same evening slave connor was having an overnight session.
slave connor presented himself beforer Me in the afternoon when I began his torment for a couple of hours before slave tate arrived at 7pm for the start of O/our Christmas celebration.
I would be in Melbourne for Christmas therefore decided to celebrate early with My boys by exchanging Christmas gifts prior to catching a taxi to O/our dinner reservation at Moo Moos.
As this was the same evening of slave connor’s overnight session, I had him wear a red rope harness underneath his clothes during O/our dinner out. Just a small reminder that although W/we were temporarily in festive mode, there was more torment to come upon O/our return to My dungeon after O/our scrumptious dinner!
What a delicious way to end a sensational year with My boys. slave connor’s night continued in appropriate decadent fashion and I had more delightful sessions to look forward to before My departure on Christmas Eve to Melbourne.
Celebration for My birthday boy.
Posted by: | CommentsA birthday celebration for My collared slave which began at My house before heading to his favourite Indian restaurant for dinner with his Mistress and slave brother.
A kinky friend generously wished him birthday spanks on her behalf which I was more than happy to apply *GRINS*.
After his spanking, it was time for my slave to drink some champagne (as he was not driving on his special day courtesy of slave tate).
W/we had a delicious dinner with an equally delicious and well chosen bottle of red and finished celebrating with dessert and cocktails at the Sheraton.
I am pretty sure My slave can remember the wonderful events of this special night of his… LOL!!!
A fabulous three days with My two collared slaves.
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Last Friday afternoon it was slave connor’s turn for a session and I was in the mood for something decorative using needles. I started off with my plan of creating a floral type pattern when I quickly changed My mind. Not sure what sparked the inspiration and My decorative needle play was suddenly transformed into predicament needle play *wicked grin*. Got to love that versatile cotton string!
The photo says it all and it took My slave some time to come down after this intense experience.
On Saturday as both My boys were available, I organised to catch up for lunch and the weather as well as the food and the company, was perfect. A wonderful way to start the weekend and any excuse for delicious noms.
In the evening on Saturday I attended Hellfire in Brisbane with slave tate for the first time in well over a year, probably longer. The current venue is in the basement of a hotel and has a great dungeon atmosphere. It was definitely worth the drive and I even had an opportunity to play with a delightful slave who has been wanting to experience My caning technique first hand for a very long time. Nothing like leaving an impression in more ways than one *smiles*.
I wore My ‘Superhero MA’ outfit with the silver skirt, black underbust corset, zebra patterned metal bra, over-the-knee flat black boots and My infamous black cloak with My insignia on the back.
Upon returning home from Hellfire, My collared slave was sleeping overnight at My house as maid marian was having a full day in My service for the first time from the moment she awoke until I was ready to dismiss her in the evening. It was perfect timing after a late night out and just when I was feeling a little tired the next day, maid marian was at My beck and call for the entire day.
I knew that My sissy maid would love the idea of being a maid for a day but I did not fully realise just how much that experience meant to her. Best to get My maid’s point of view directly from her so do read her blog entry – A whole day as a maid.
First weekend of no sissification for My slave.
Posted by: | CommentsIt was bound to happen eventually… a weekend with every intention of having My maid on duty only to end up with slave tate doing all the cleaning duties instead!
It all started on Saturday evening when W/we were invited to dinner and maid marian was welcome to help out if she so desired. By the time W/we arrived having driven through some wet conditions on the way, slave tate felt more inclined to help out as himself which I did not have an issue with.
Between the four slaves, Us guests had a delicious evening of service throughout the night and before I knew it, midnight had struck and I was ready to embark on the hour’s drive back home. I had a most enjoyable evening socialising with some kinky friends and the menu was scrumptious. My slave had enjoyed helping out as himself and even had time to socialise with the other slaves once serving duties had ended and the kitchen was cleaned and left spotless.
On Sunday I had My family over for lunch so maid marian’s arrival was postponed to 3pm instead of her usual time of 1pm-2pm. I had not quite finished entertaining by the time My slave arrived so he was permitted to make himself some coffee as I prepared to drive My guests back home. Before I left, slave tate was instructed to attend to the huge pile of dishes in the kitchen in My absence. W/we felt there was not much point in maid marian getting dressed yet as she needs My help with her corset and may as well wait until I get back.
By the time I did return, My slave was doing such a great job that he did not end up getting changed into his maid’s uniform and continued to attend to maid marian’s cleaning duties with equal efficiency. The details of My slave’s experience can be read in An all male weekend!
Birthday limousine surprise from My collared slaves.
Posted by: | CommentsMy memorable birthday lunch at Songbirds on Mt. Tamborine yesterday courtesy of My two devoted collared boys, slave tate and slave connor, had an additional and most unexpected twist – a stretch limousine. I was speechless when I realised the limo in My street was actually for U/us.
Wow, My birthday celebration suddenly became even more memorable and the following photos tell the story far better than My words can express. Somehow slave tate has managed to describe the day very well in his blog which I encourage you to read and where you will also find more images.
Other than the photos below, all I need to say to My boys is that you really did totally surprise Me! What an incredible birthday lunch celebration it turned out to be… with many thanks to My two most thoughtful, devoted slaves *happy Mistress is VERY happy*.
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!
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.
Retribution.
Posted by: | CommentsThe weekend has been a busy one starting on Friday evening with a cinema outing to see Inception with slave connor. It was fascinating film and all the more comfortable in Gold Class where pampering is a priority *smiles*. As it was his birthday on Sunday, W/we began celebrating in advance.
On Saturday I had a delightful session with butch in the morning followed by My attendance with My 3 collared boys to Retribution in the evening. It felt a little odd going to Retribution on the 1st Saturday of the month as it is traditionally always the 2nd Saturday. slave tate was directed to meet Me at My house where maid marian could get ready before W/we headed via My dungeon to collect My toy bag. By the time My maid was ready to have her corset done up, she first had to do up My corset, a task I know My maid enjoys doing.
Before long W/we were on O/our little detour via My dungeon only to come across an RBT (Random Breath Testing unit) before W/we hit Surfers Paradise. What a fabulous new experience for My maid, fully dressed in her maid’s uniform with matching maid’s cap. The policeman WAS going to get a lovely surprise this evening *smirks*. Not only did My maid get breath tested (which was totally clear), My slave also had to produce his driver’s licence. I am quite sure the policeman wanted to know if My maid was really male or female! If you want to read about this encounter in more detail, check out maid marian’s Blog.
Collecting My toy bag did not take long and after placing shoe locks on My maid, W/we had arrived at Retribution at the planned time of 9.30pm. butch and slave connor were already present and it was wonderful to see My birthday boy in attendance as he has not had many opportunities to attend in previous months. The usual initial chatting took place as I greeted everyone and with the main stage still free after I finished getting around to all My friends, I summoned My serving sub for some play. One of the reasons I was keen to start early was the cold – I figured I would soon warm up playing with woobieman in this cold weather.
Using My wicked implements gives Me such joy and I am so pleased that woobieman can take quite a lot of pain for Me. A thorough warm-up with My leather paddle and floggers which graduate to the heavier Dragon’s Tongue followed by the more severe Devil’s Tongue (hence the appopriate name *GRINS*).
A caning of 50 cuts was delivered without much respite other than a brief breather between each set of 10. The session finished with an intense finale of My vampire gloves leaving magnificent red stripes down the full length of My serving sub’s back *happy sigh of content*.
After such intense play, I welcomed a glass of red wine and obliged My toy by placing her in a Box Tie Harness with a twist – there was enough spare rope to pull from the front, between her legs and attach to the chest harness at the back.
There was plenty of other action taking place after I had finished and socialising was My focus for the remainder of the evening. By 1.30am I was ready to depart and as always, saying goodbye to everyone delays departure by another 20 minutes. I braved the cold clear night outside in the company of My maid, My toy and her hubby Kane, as W/we made O/our way back to O/our cars.
In less than 12 hours, maid marian returned to My house for her scheduled cleaning duties and was promptly told to get changed as soon as she arrived as there was no time to waste – I had a special dinner to attend with My collared slave connor in celebration of his birthday. W/we had a reservation for a sumptuous Indian dinner which was outstanding – a truly delectable feast for O/our tastebuds! To finish up with coffee W/we decided to head over to the Sheraton where W/we could relax and chat in comfy surroundings rather than being stuck at a table in a restaurant. An apt finale to My collared slave’s special day.
