A fun filled weekend followed by a new experience for My collared slave connor on Monday afternoon. But first to Saturday which for Me began with headache. Just what I needed on a day when I was supposed to be going to a party in the evening and the way I was feeling in the late morning, was definitely NOT in ‘party’ mood! I delayed instructing slave tate in terms of pick up time etc as I was not sure if I would have to pull out at the last moment.
Took something for My headache, had a strong cup of coffee with some lunch and finally, 2 hours later, My headache began to shift. So much so that I was able to get My exercise done to perk Myself up and by mid afternoon, I was right as rain and raring to go to the party. Finally sent slave tate instructions and I was dressed and ready for My chauffeur to collect Me at 6pm on the dot.
Off W/we went and this time, slave tate, as My chauffeur, had the responsibility of working out the route himself which will be the status quo from now on for every trip he has to chauffeur Me. And if he gets it wrong – My cane will be waiting for some action *grins with glee*. Suffice to say,
W/we arrived without delay (he failed to make one turn that I usually make but as he managed to join up roughly in the same spot so I permitted that error of judgement on this occasion as it did not add any extra time to O/our overall trip).
W/we were told to bring O/our appetites with U/us to this ‘Birthday Play Party’ and My Goddess, what a choice of food. WHY did I wear My corset!!! I guess I could always loosen it if need be – LOL. This was the un-bloody-believable menu:
Garlic prawns with Jasmine Rice
Sea scallop tarts
Mini Dims Sims with sweet chilli dipping sauce
Cocktail spring rolls
Rice paper rolls with chicken
Chinese beef stir fry
Whole fish done Asian-style
Homemade sticky date pudding
For obvious reasons, the first part of the evening was spent eating, drinking and chatting and then I felt like some action. slave tate would be tormented with some nipple play but as I was demonstrating his sensitivity to Wenchie, he gave Her ‘the eye’ which resulted in a double cropping for being so cheeky. The sound of two crops hitting their targets in unison is music to My ears *grins with glee*. After some thorough treatment and leaving a beautiful rosy glow on both of slave tate’s cheeks, he was eventually permitted to pull his panties and trousers back up and enjoy the remainder of the time W/we had left at the party. W/we could not stay as long as I normally would have due to slave tate’s early flight from Brisbane airport the next morning. I decided to let him get some sleep.
Then on Monday, it was slave connor’s turn to experience scrotal infusion. No point in having one of My collared slaves miss out on this sensational experience. I set him up on My table and began filling one side with 250mls of saline. After about 25 minutes, I stopped that side, replaced the needle with a new one and moved to the other side of the scrotum for the remainder of the saline. It took just under an hour for the procedure to finish before My slave was able to sit up and admire the huge difference in My balls – LOL. Fortunately for him, he did not have to go to work the next day and was able to fully enjoy his new physical attribute. I wonder who is going to be My next victim… err… recipient… of this fabulous enhancement.
The remainder of the week passed quickly as always although I did have to find a new dining suite to replace My ‘occasional’ table (which was being used all the time!) This did not take as long as I was anticipating and and My ‘occasional’ table is now living its intended purpose as I now have a fabulous new dining suite in its place.
I have Hellfire to look forward to tomorrow night and maid marian will be doing some more cleaning for Me as well. slave tate’s weight result will be interesting tomorrow morning considering he was given freedom of choice from the menu at the Birthday Play Party last Saturday night.