Through courtesy of Mistress Jadis, I was given use of Her slave who was instructed by his Mistress to drive Me whenever required over the weekend and he did a fabulous job looking after My transportation needs.
After this slave found Me (and My slave) at Sydney airport, W/we were taken directly to Carisbrook, the dungeon premises of both Mistress Servalan and Mistress Jadis who were waiting for My arrival. slave tate brought in My bag, was briefly introduced and then dismissed. O/our borrowed chauffeur took him to O/our accommodation while I chatted with My friends and was shown around Their fabulous dungeon space.
A couple of hours quickly passed and it was time for Mistress Servalan and I to get ready for a double Mistress session which was full of fabulous CBT, NT and rubbery fun. The following photos reveal this slave’s afternoon of torment rather well *smirks*.
Before I knew it, My chauffeur had returned to take Me to My accommodation and what a superb choice it turned out to be – great position with a wonderful view. My favourite aspect was the mezzanine floor which meant plenty of railing… My mind immediately started ticking over and I began to formulate a session plan for My slave… *WEG*. That was for tomorrow, now My slave would accompany Me to Darling Harbour where I would have a small snack and he would have dinner.
I left My slave behind to iron My black skirt in My absence as I was collected again around 9pm to have dinner with My Domme friends. We indulged in a superb Italian dining experience and I am always open to trying out new culinary delights and My entree was definitely one that I just had to taste: Stinging nettle pappardelle with slowly braised goat, goat’s curd and stinging nettle. It was delicious.
Time flew so quickly, Our dining came to an end and with a final farewell to Mistress Servalan as I would not see Her again this weekend, I returned to My apartment around 11.30pm. slave tate was told to prepare his slave bed in the alcove next to My bed and given instructions to draw My bath in the morning at 9am.
I awoke to a lovely hot soak while drinking a hot cup of tea prepared by My slave. I certainly did NOT need any breakfast after the huge meal the night before and was content to take My time getting ready for My High Tea with Mistress Jadis.
High Tea at The Victoria Room was an amazing experience. As I stepped into the richly decorated British-Raj atmosphere you were immediately transported into another world with old fashioned courteous service and exquisite food. And this decadent indulgence was a generous gift from the devoted slave of Mistress Jadis. I was being very spoilt this weekend.
By the time Our very special afternoon treat had ended, it was a final goodbye to Mistress Jadis on this occasion. I had spent some fabulous hours over the weekend with both Mistresses who went out of Their way to make My visit so enjoyable and memorable – thank You!
The rest of the afternoon was playtime with My collared slave before W/we head out in the evening for dinner.
The mezzanine floor was most inviting and I wasted no time in securing My slave to the railing with the jute rope I just happened to have in My suitcase *GRINS*. No squirming for this slave in this position *LOL*.
I was more than happy to keep My slave on the edge in more ways than one and had a ball tormenting his nipples and gently scraping My fingernails against his vast canvas of exposed skin *laughs at his predicament*. At one stage I made Myself a cup of tea and relaxed downstairs admiring the magnificent view from O/our apartment as My slave remained perched on the edge of the mezzanine floor. Before returning to torment him further, I positioned the dining table directly underneath him as I had decided I would allow My slave to a have an orgasm and it was inevitably going to make a mess on the area below.
Once slave tate cleaned up after himself (when I finally released him from his bondage), it was early evening and I wanted to explore Darling Harbour a little more. Upon O/our wanderings, W/we came across a most agreeable looking restaurant where W/we indulged in mouthwatering steaks, divine desserts and a delicious bottle of red. An apt celebration of O/our final night in Sydney and My slave’s most privileged first weekend away with his Goddess.
Another night of sleep on the floor for My slave before an earlier rise to pack for O/our departure. W/we had time to wander into the city for a yummy late breakfast before heading to the airport for the return flight to the Gold Coast.
My weekend in Sydney was heaps of fun and I will most definitely be doing that again *very happy smile*.