A quieter week with the major highlight being Retribution last night. I will get to that in a moment. I have been busy communicating with slave tate in the evenings to keep him check and having a webcam on his computer means I can REALLY keep My eye on him – LOL. I gave slave tate a written task this week on ‘Chauffeur Etiquette’. If he is expected to chauffeur his Goddess, or anyone else I need him to pick up, he must be absolutely clear about what is and is not expected of a Chauffeur. This new ‘formal’ role for him demands specific rules of behaviour, which easily translates into his slave modality.
My cats have also been keeping Me busy, including the neighbours cats, Blackie & Fatty. Every morning as soon as I get up, Fatty is already waiting at the door to be let in. He then spends all day inside, sleeping on his chair (after eating some breakfast first mind you)!!! Blackie waits at the other door, also wanting some food and a pat. This has been My daily morning ritual for some time now. Fatty in particular is making himself very much at home in My house.
As always, My week disappeared and it was Saturday before I knew it. Decision time again – what would I wear to Retribution? I decided upon My new leather corset (a very early Christmas present from slave connor) with a layered black skirt and My zebra patterned stockings.
It was a relatively cold night and My gorgeous full length, fetish leather coat would keep Me warm enough. slave tate was instructed to arrive at My house at 8pm. That would leave him enough time to get maid marian fully dressed and W/we could get to the event a little earlier than usual which is precisely what happened. Not before putting maid marian into her shoe locks and locking My leather wrist cuffs on her – just never know when I might need to make use of those so best to be fully prepared in advance *wicked grin*. Retribution was already well patronised and the fires were blazing nice and early thank Goddess. The subbie union celebrated their first birthday and put on a most impressive human food platter display which looked as scrumptious as it tasted.
After sampling the food and spending quite some socialising to begin with, I allowed maid marian to rest her legs while I disappeared to torment a sub. I was itching to introduce him to My exquisite new rubber coated cane.
It was the first time I had worn My glasses last night at Retribution – My fabulous new glasses with a zebra patterned frame. Having worked up a sweat after dealing with this sub, another approached Me for further caning. Of course I was more than happy to oblige *grins with wicked glee*. In doing so, I unfortunately missed out on the human dessert platter. Managed a glance in that direction to see the superb effort which had been put into its preparation, but was enjoying Myself too much to worry about missing out – LOL.
After some food, some play, some socialising and more socialising, the evening flew, the crowd began to thin out, and I decided it was also time for Me to go home. W/we managed to depart by 1.45am – not too late a night this time compared with some of My other outings. I didn’t want to tire out maid marian too much, she was expected to return to My place later today for cleaning duties as I had a guest coming over for dinner.
I slept in this morning, managed to get some things done and slave tate arrived promptly at 2.45pm. No time for idle chatter, he had to get maid marian dressed and ready to start cleaning. With bathroom cleaning, folding My washing, vacuuming and washing dishes, more dishes, followed by even more dishes (as I had started preparing the main dish for dinner by that stage), two and a bit hours passed in no time. slave tate had to get into his clothes and wear his new chauffeur cap for the first time as I needed him to pick up My guest and deliver him to My place for dinner.
As slave tate was continuing to lose weight, and having been so busy today and would be getting home late, I allowed him an extra treat. he could get himself a pizza on his way home tonight so he would not have to cook after his hectic weekend.
My guest arrived in one piece (always a good start – LOL), and slave tate was finally permitted to depart and make his way home. he would not hear from Me again this evening.
It was a wonderful way to finish the weekend, with a delicious seafood pasta dish I decided to cook Myself, fabulous company and great conversation. Thank Goddess every day is not as intense – I would be permanently exhausted if that was the case – LOL.