The weekend arrived and maid marian had to clean slave tate’s apartment on Saturday as slave tate would be spending quite some time with Me on Sunday. As My collared slave’s chastity would be ending soon, I wanted to torment My cock – something subtle yet more than effective *wicked grin*. My slave loves being under My feet and this time I would do something different with him – he would serve as My foot bath for a change.
What a wonderful relaxing time that was for Me and My slave had to be ever so still so as not to spill any of the water in My foot bath. After about 10 minutes (and only then because the water was beginning to cool off too much for My liking), I informed slave tate that My feet had been soaking long enough and he could get on with removing any rough patches first prior to massaging My feet. In no time at all, almost an hour and a half disappeared and W/we had to get ready for My next exciting event.
slave tate had to chauffeur his Goddess to Brisbane so I could collect My new leather sling which had been made specially for Me. I needed lunch first and W/we detoured via Chevron Island to My favourite little place, Tigerlily Cafe. After some food and a glass of Chardonnay, I was ready for the long drive to Brisbane. It started off as a magnificent sunny winter’s day on the drive in and clouded over by the time W/we headed home.
My new sling is absolutely magnificent and I already have some appropriate chains and hooks to suspend it from the two big beams in My dungeon. First it needs to be treated with lavish amounts of leather dressing which slave connor would do for Me the next day on Monday. Not too much longer to wait before I can use it – LOL!
The weekend ended and slave connor turned up after lunch on Monday for his session with his Goddess. The first task was to oil the sling, let it soak in while he prepared My afternoon treat of a dozen Coffin Bay oysters and then attended to My feet. By the time all that was finished, the sling was ready for polishing and My slave had the privilege of baptising My new piece of equipment. I had to make sure I had enough chain to support it. It was all good and I was extremely happy.
slave tate’s month of chastity is drawing to an end. What was going to be a smooth finish to this, was disrupted by an interstate trip being brought forward unexpectedly for him. Naturally, with no experience of flying whilst in chastity, slave tate began to panic. On this occasion, I opted to allow him to fly without the device in position but he was expected to put it back on, using a plastic tab instead of the padlock, the moment he arrived at his place of accommodation. he also had to send Me an SMS with the tag number for My reference. I instructed slave tate to present himself before Me on Tuesday evening so I could give him the keys to unlock the padlock so he could remove the device before heading off for his interstate trip.
slave tate will be back home later tonight and will have to use a second plastic tab for his chastity device which will remain in position, in place of the padlock, until Sunday when I finally release him from chastity. No point in him using the padlock when he has My keys in his possession. That would defeat the whole purpose of him being in chastity!
Always something exciting in My week and this one so far, was no exception.