As slave tate said yesterday, “what a weekend!” Saturday evening appeared in no time and I had to get dressed before slave tate arrived which he did very promptly at 8pm. Just enough time for maid marian to get ready and no sooner than she finished, Rebecca arrived at 8.30pm. The minute she stepped in, it was on with the leather wrist and ankle cuffs which were padlocked to ensure there was no escape from them. I took some photos of U/us all and W/we ended up being ready earlier than I anticipated so there was no point in hanging around, may as well get to the venue and have some fun.
With My two girls in tow, (maid marian with My bag of goodies), I walked in and gave Rebecca a quick tour of the premises while it was still relatively quiet. My attention was soon being drawn here and there and I realised it would be impossible for Me to concentrate while Rebecca was on a free rein. Over to My bag to collect the chains and padlocks and I led Rebecca outside to a beautiful tree in the courtyard. It was perfectly positioned as everyone going in or coming out had to walk directly past this particular tree. Rebecca was instructed to stand with her back against the tree, reach behind with her hands which were quickly chained and snapped into a padlock. I did the same to her ankles – chained and padlocked them in position. Now I could get on with socialising without worrying that Rebecca would get herself into trouble.
With no action happening in the main public play area, I found a sub to flog to get things moving (in more ways than one – LOL). I figured if someone started playing, others would follow suit in no time – which is precisely what happened. I also instructed maid marian to take photos of the action for Me. A quick check on Rebecca once I had finished and another chance to continue socialising. Rebecca was certainly attracting a fair bit of attention.
Rebecca remained chained to the tree for over an hour. I was about to deal with another sub in tandem with ‘Mother Superior’ and needed to check on Rebecca before I started. As I suspected, it was time to release her and maid marian was given the task of finding the right keys to each padlock to set her free. They were both instructed to come and watch the action inside without disturbing anyone.
I had maid marian topping Me up with My water and another slave supplied Me with soft drink (needed the sugar fix to reboot My energy level). All the flogging, cropping and caning action, uses up more energy than you might think.
It was time for Rebecca to make her way home – her leg had been playing up so no hog-tying her in a corner after being freed from the tree. Another couple of photos before she left and the action kept happening for many more hours after that. maid marian was even given a new nickname as W/we bade O/our goodbyes: ‘maid marionette’. A clever play on words I thought as I am always pulling her strings this way and that – LOL! As I had another social engagement the next day (on Sunday), it was not going to be a very late night for Me. By 1.30am I was fading fast and managed to get to bed at the very reasonable hour of 2.30am
With a small sleep in, I was expecting slave tate to arrive for Me at midday yesterday (Sunday). W/we made O/our way towards Brisbane for a BBQ lunch with a group of kinksters. It was a fabulous afternoon which gave further opportunity to meet the interstate kinksters who had travelled specially to the Gold Coast to attend Retribution the evening before. It is always wonderful being able to match faces to names.
Food, wine and laughter were part and parcel of the afternoon as was having slave tate’s eyebrows waxed – a complete last minute surprise to My slave *grins mischievously*. Before W/we knew it, the afternoon had passed and as W/we had a 50 minute drive home, O/our time of departure was upon U/us. Another round of goodbyes and W/we were on O/our way again.
It was in My door at home and out again within 10 minutes – I was NOT going to cook and a quick trip to My favourite Sushi place was in order.
Once I returned home, THEN I could finally relax and do some work on getting My online photo gallery started and organised (I was too hyped up to get an early night to catch up on some sleep).
Now to today – Monday – I have been working on My photo gallery for most of the afternoon and I am very happy with its progress.
A small job for My collared slave connor who was instructed to collect My red boots and red shoes this afternoon to take to the Italian cobbler in Paradise Point for new heels (been wearing both pairs so much I have worn the heels out). The cobbler is much closer to him than to Me and he loves doing jobs for his Goddess. In fact slave connor has been a tremendously devoted slave to Me for the last 4 1/2 years.
Only a brief chat with slave tate this evening as I have been busy catching up with My weekend blog entry. I will have to set him a task for tomorrow as he was left to his own devices today.