I have had a fabulous week which turned out to be quite busy with one thing or another. First thing of note was My appointment with My hairdresser last Wednesday for a trim but don’t panic, no colour change for now, that will be for Christmas so watch this space!
An old friend of Mine arrived from overseas and was only staying on the Gold Coast for a few days so lunch and dinner dates became a priority. W/we decided to have dinner in Broadbeach on Friday night and as I did not want to worry about the amount of alcohol I was drinking (despite not really classifying Myself as a big drinker by any stretch of the imagination), I decided My chauffeur would be responsible for driving Me and My friend to dinner and back home again afterwards. slave tate picked Me up first and then W/we collected My friend. W/we pulled up at the hotel and as I had decided not to get out of the car, I instructed My slave to introduce himself to My guest instead. W/we were on O/our way to the restaurant and as My slave opened O/our doors, I told him to wait for My phone call later in the evening when W/we would be ready to for him to return. It was a fabulous dinner and My chauffeur was summoned to return at 11pm.
On Saturday, the day passed with a play session in the late morning and then it was preparation time for the small private party I was attending in the evening with My two collared slaves who would be meeting each other for the first time. As slave tate had not done anything recently to deserve a caning punishment, I did not even take My cane with Me which must be a first for Me!
Both boys arrive promptly and off W/we head, with My chauffeur driving and slave connor keeping him company in the front seat. W/we get to the first roundabout which slave tate has driven through on NUMEROUS occasions and instead of going straight (My rule for My chauffeur is: continue straight until instructed otherwise), he decided to turn right and realised his mistake and continued going around the roundabout which did NOT impress Me one bit! That mistake will be corrected this evening. W/we travel on a little further and I notice the windscreen is very dusty. As I had to remind My slave of the state of his windscreen, that was mistake number two for this evening and another reason for further punishment. The night was going to be more interesting than I envisaged.
Upon arrival, some help was required in the kitchen and My slave connor was the perfect person for the job so I offered My slave’s services to My friend. It did not take long for My slave to find his way around the kitchen and W/we stood in awe as he zipped around the kitchen doing many things at once it seemed. As he was well occupied, I socialised for the greater part of the evening, leaving slave tate guessing whether I was going to punish him or not. There was no way he would get out of a punishment unless he was dying, and even then, he would have to be very convincing – LOL!!! Other play began and I had to sit tight and wait My turn.
The play space was eventually Mine to use and slave tate was ordered to strip and get ready for his caning. he was more sluggish than usual in making a move which I thought was unusual for him. Eventually he was undressed and cuffed to the hook on the beam and I was in position to begin his punishment. I had not informed My slave of how many cuts he would be taking and had decided that a dozen would suffice this evening. My slave normally handles his punishments extremely well and this time, he was all over the place. I warmed him up with a double cropping to begin with, courtesy of a friend of Mine and as W/we cropped in unison, slave tate appeared to be more sensitive than usual. I ended up cutting short the warm up and moved onto the next phase – using a cane borrowed from My friend who had a range of canes to choose from. As each stroke cut into the cheeks of My slave, the more sensitive he became that by the time I got to the 10th stroke, I noticed he was looking too spaced out for such little punishment and when I enquired to his well being, was informed he was feeling light headed. I immediately let him down from the hook in the beam and attempted to get him inside to lie him down. With some extra assistance he was positioned appropriately on the couch, given some water to sip on and a fan to cool him down. Having so many Superior Females fussing over him was no problem for My slave – LOL. Well, his punishment did not go exactly to plan and while he was recuperating from his fainting episode, I got to cane another two victims, one of which was My other collared slave.
slave connor had to be back at work by 6.30am which meant it was time for U/us to leave by 12.45am to give him at least a FEW hours of sleep before returning to work. slave tate had recovered well enough by now to do the drive home back to the Gold Coast and I certainly slept exceptionally well last night after the party.
Today was not a totally quiet day and more play with another sub of Mine was on the schedule for the afternoon. Some chill out time is called for and that is exactly My plan for the remainder of this evening.