The arrival of early August has been patiently awaited by My collared slave connor – it marks the beginning of the new chapter in his life as My collared slave. Not only has he been renamed with ‘connor’, he now has a new slave birthdate which is 8.8.2008. I formally collared him as My slave in the late afternoon on Friday. I would have organised the ceremony for 8pm (to round off the day with all 8’s), but W/we were going out for dinner afterwards to celebrate so his ceremony was at 6pm.
The collaring ceremony was steeped in ritual to appeal to the senses. My dungeon glowed warmly through low lighting, four purple candles (representing the four oaths slave connor would be undertaking), were alight and placed symbolically in the four directional points, and spiritual Celtic music in the background, heightened the profound significance of this very special occasion. It was a momentous forty minutes and disappeared in no time. At the conclusion of the ceremony, I exchanged gifts with slave connor as a symbol of this occasion – he now has a sterling silver dog tag and chain to wear during the day as his new ‘day collar’, and I have been presented with a lovely ring with two gold bands of different widths which spin on top of a wide silver base. After spending a little time coming down from the intensity of this experience, My slave was finally permitted to get dressed again and off W/we went to O/our restaurant for an outstanding dinner worthy of such an important celebration.
That was only the beginning of a fabulous weekend. Yesterday I needed maid marian to do some cleaning for Me in the afternoon. I had enough to keep her busy for a solid couple of hours. Wouldn’t see much more of her this weekend as slave tate had to go to Melbourne today. After the cleaning duties were completed, maid marian was sent to her room to change and go home. I had to work out what I was going to wear to Retribution last night and slave tate was going to chauffeur Me to the venue even though he was not attending. As it was slave connor’s birthday, his celebrations would continue at Retribution for this month and slave tate would have to wait for his turn again next month.
After dinner I got changed into My corset and My longish black leather skirt which was perfect for a cold night. Then I looked at My shoes and realised I could not bend down to put them on, let alone do up the laces on them and I was NOT removing My corset! Had to keep My stockinged feet warm in My zebra slippers until slave tate arrived and he was immediately ordered to put My shoes on and do them up. After a quick couple of photos, I was on My way to Retribution where slave connor would meet Me an hour or so later (poor thing had to wait until his shift at work finished before he could attend). The place was very well patronised as slave tate discovered when he had to double park in order to drop Me off. My bag was heavy due to the drinks I had brought with Me – slave tate would carry My bag for Me to the entrance so I did not have to carry it too far with all that extra weight.
As he was not accompanying Me, I set him a task for the night and allowed him to have his first orgasm in 40 days. I do like My round numbers and that should keep him busy for a bit (AND hopefully tire him out as well). he won’t have time to get himself into any other trouble – LOL!
Retribution was full of familiar faces as well as some new ones. I only just managed to put My bag down in a corner before a number of people were vying for My attention. One of My subs was nearby and he was given the responsibility of ensuring My drinks were correctly labeled and stored at the bar.
I spent the first hour chatting (and catching up with friends I had not seen for about 2 years) and then slave connor finally appeared around 10.30pm. Conversations and lots of humorous banter continued which gave My slave an opportunity to relax and settle in to the atmosphere before he was ordered to strip down to his leather jocks so I could place him in the stocks for some warming up ‘Birthday’ treatment. his buttocks were soon glowing after My hands, crop and leather paddles had an extended workout on those cheeks of his. his nipples did not miss out either – nothing more satisfying than making his body glow on both sides *wicked grin*. When I had finished tormenting him, slave connor was released from the stocks and got dressed again – too cold to be standing near naked in this weather and I certainly don’t want a sick slave!
The rest of the evening flew quickly and it was time to depart once more around 2am. slave connor had work to go to today and I did not want to keep him out any longer. he dropped Me off at home where I was very glad to finally undo My very tight corset and catch My breath again – LOL. My bed was also most inviting having spent a great deal of My time on My feet.
I chilled out today and caught up with some recorded TV programs and a DVD as well as communicating for an hour with slave tate on messenger prior to his departure to Melbourne. After the late night, I was determined to take it easy and I did.