After the busy social weekend, it was an opportune time to catch up with My collared slave connor on Monday afternoon for some further play and feedback on his birthday and collaring celebrations. Before that could take place, I had to go shopping for some makeup items I was running low on. W/we proceeded to Pacific Fair and I purchased what I needed. I was also rather desperate for My cup of coffee and a brief visit to a coffee shop before making O/our way back was essential. Finally returned to My dungeon where My slave attended to My feet first. Then it was some play with My slave and the marks I left on his buttocks on Saturday night were still visible. The afternoon disappeared in no time, and dark evening stillness had fallen to mark the end of My day.
My other collared slave has a few days off this week and early next week and what a perfect opportunity to keep him and maid marian busy. I can always find things for My maid to do. After slave tate’s brief overnight trip to Melbourne at the end of last weekend, he was on ‘holiday’ from work as of Wednesday. The timing could not have been better. I wanted to see My Mistress friend and now I did not have to drive Myself – My chauffeur was available for My use. As this was a last minute decision and slave tate had no time to look up directions, I told My slave where to go – LOL! he will be responsible for getting U/us safely to the party W/we go to next Saturday night.
slave tate was most fortunate that I decided to have a little play with catheterisation and as he was the only victim – I mean volunteer – available, he was instructed to strip off and lie on the table so I could begin the process of inserting the catheter. It would have been a big surprise for him and besides, which slave would knock back an opportunity of having the full attention of TWO Superior Females! I let My slave sweat for a few moments on My threat of leaving the catheter in situ for the remainder of the day to which his look of shock and disbelief made Me smile. I shall bear that in mind for a future occasion *wicked grin*.
After the play, a sat down outside for a cup of tea and a chat before heading home. I had not eaten breakfast that morning and was in the mood for cheese and some red wine. W/we stopped by the supermarket on the way home to grab the stuff I needed. I allowed slave tate to have two bread rolls with cheese and one glass of wine. I want to see how these treats will affect his weight. After lunch, maid marian was fuelled and ready for her cleaning duties which she did methodically and meticulously as usual. My slave ended up spending the best part of the day with Me today and I did not delay in sending slave tate home the moment maid marian had finished her cleaning duties for Me. What a pleasure it is being able to get on with more important things than boring and repetitive household chores – that is what My maid is for!
On Thursday I kept slave tate busy with a task of playing with My cock for 10 minutes every hour on the hour from 2pm until 5pm. My slave may as well have some fun with My cock now that it is not in its cage. he was permitted to finally play with My cock at 8pm for 20 minutes and was also allowed to cum on this occasion. If that doesn’t wear him out, nothing will!
Yesterday (Friday), I needed maid marian to polish My silverware – hasn’t been done for some months and the tarnish looks awful. There were a couple of other little jobs My maid had to do and once again, My slave managed to spend quite some time with Me. Even managed to gain some afternoon tea this time.
My slave is doing very well on the food front since his holiday began. I am not so sure his weight will be doing so well after all these extra treats. Before I sent slave tate home, I had a wonderful new job for him to do as he has so much spare time, it is the perfect task to keep him out of trouble. I have a stack of postcards from an overseas trip some years ago which need transcribing into a word document. A tedious, boring, long winded, job that I simply do not have time to do yet it must be done. And that is precisely what My slave is for – to do all those painstaking things that he would not expect his Goddess to endure. One less thing for Me to worry about and I know that slave tate will throw himself into this task with diligence and devotion.
And now it is Saturday morning and slave tate’s email with news of his weight increase for this week is not at all surprising, in fact I am more shocked that it had not gone up by more. No punishment for My slave as I was experimenting with his weight to see what effect certain types of food would have on it. Although there is not much on the horizon for today, it is amazing how quickly time goes when I reply to a few emails, edit and publish My slaves blog entries, do My daily exercise routine and make some overdue phone calls to relatives. It seems My day is already mapped out excluding last minute inclusions. I plan to chat with slave tate this evening on messenger. he has My important task of ‘postcard transcriptions’ so I won’t set him anything else as he has plenty of work to get on with should he feel bored at any stage *grins with glee*.