A cool, sunny start to My day with three cats vying for My attention the minute I am up and about (two cats indoors and My black friend outside). It is a daily morning ritual before I can even think about having My breakfast first!
slave connor is due for his session today and has been instructed to turn up at 1pm as the weeds in My garden (sprayed with poison a week ago), are ready to be pulled up. There is nearly always some little job My slave has to do for Me – the list is neverending. Well . . . plants do tend to keep growing and showers do build up soap scum with constant use.
Another thing this slave of Mine used to do for Me which he has not been done for some weeks now due to various interruptions, is preparing a meal for Me every fortnight. I doubt he didn’t expect Me NOT to make use of his skills as a chef – LOL. The old arrangement was for him to bring along to his fortnightly session, a “one pot” meal which I only had to reheat to save Me from having to cook that evening. It was an excellent system – I was happy as I did not have to cook and My slave was very happy having the privilege of cooking for his Goddess. After doing that for over 2 years, it was time for a change of routine. Instead of preparing a meal at his home to bring with him, he will now prepare a main meal in My home after his session. My slave is responsible for working out a suitable menu in advance and any ingredients I am not able to get through My organic supplier, he must supply himself. After his session, it is straight into his domain (i.e. the kitchen), and away he goes, preparing dinner for his Goddess. I do allow him to eat the meal he prepares so he is permitted so sit at the table with Me.
After all that, I suppose you would like to know what slave connor made for diinner? It was a scrumptious cream based seafood pasta with generous amounts of prawns, mussels and calamari – one of My favourite dishes. I do LOVE My seafood
After dinner, it was time to go online to chat with slave tate and find out how he got on with arranging an appointment with a Skin Specialist. After a long winded explanation, I eventually found out that yes, he has made an appointment for very early June (the soonest one he could make). his upcoming chastity was immediately in My mind and Wednesday could go ahead as planned and I will remove the device the day before his appointment. For a moment slave tate breathed a sigh of relief thinking his chastity would only last 10 days which he thought was not too bad . . . until I gave him the bad news . . . he would be back in chastity on the same day of his appointment, only afterwards!!!! There were some prostestations going on but he realised it was no use – once I make up My mind, there is no turning back. And if I decide to place My slave in chastity for My amusement, that is all there is to it!
My slave’s silly mood finally dissipated and he accepted the inevitable. Now he can reflect on what chastity will mean to him.