Yesterday was so much fun from the moment I woke up. My day began with some fireplay on My sub in the late morning – I just love watching the flames glow and dance upon the skin. It is a shame fireplay is so difficult to capture effectively in photos but I will give it another go next time.
Not long after that play session finished, slave connor phoned to inform Me that he was not feeling at all well and would not be able to attend the Halloween Party in the evening as planned. W/we were both very disappointed as costumes had been organised well in advance and now his would not be used until next year. I was also very much looking forward to having both My boys with Me for the first time at a private play party. That will have to wait until the Christmas Party in early December.
After lunch it was slave tate’s turn for some play and I was in a very wicked mood! I did not intend to watch any horse racing on TV and turned the telly on as I was eating My lunch prior to My slave’s arrival. I know he has a thing for horse racing and I used this knowledge to My advantage in tormenting him. I bound him tightly with rope around the chest to begin with and secured his hands with another piece of rope. I ordered him to lay down on the floor and tied his ankles together with a third rope. Then it was out with My electrical unit and pads which I attached to his inner thighs. My absolute favourite setting is the ‘Audio Soft’ which sends electrical impulses every time I speak.
I had a wonderful time reporting each stage of the main race to My slave who was lying helplessly on the floor in My dungeon and naturally, he FELT My voice every time I spoke. Fortunately for My slave the race did not go on forever although I simply exchanged one form of torment for another *GRINS*. I also gave him the impression that he would be back in chastity once I had finished playing with him. My fingers, vibrator and electrical unit kept him on the brink of orgasm on countless occasions until I suddenly stopped everything and informed him that he would now go home and at 3.30pm, he was permitted to play with My cock for 20 minutes before cumming. That should keep him on edge for a little longer – LOL!!!
Not much left of the afternoon and soon slave tate would be turning up again as W/we had a Halloween Party to go to. The advantage of a private play party is food is nearly always supplied and I do not have to worry about cooking dinner Instead, I could invest My energy in getting suitably dressed which on this occasion, involved a devil on My part and My maid followed a more angelic vision. slave tate arrived at 6pm as the drive would be one of the longest W/we were undertaking to a party venue. maid marian is not as experienced at chauffeuring as slave tate is and W/we consequently missed a couple of turns at which point I felt it necessary to give My maid a hand with directions.
I had decided to wear My new 6″ heels and that was only JUST OK walking UP the steep driveway! Getting back down at the end of the party was going to be the interesting experience!!!! W/we turned the corner to a sea of familiar faces and some new ones. I could not believe that I was still matching names with faces after all this time of socialising at many different BDSM events since the beginning of the year.
The night was fabulous fun with everyone in well thought out costumes of one description or another. These parties are always catered for with copious supplies of sumptuous food and this one was no exception. O/our hosts ensured W/we were well fed and had plenty of space to play and play I did – with a willing sub, a flogger, a crop and a quirt with its red devil tongue attached to the end. I even had an opportunity to try out some cupping on another sub which was equally sensational. maid marian was kept busy by attending to My needs throughout the evening as well as taking plenty of photos – her usual duties at these events.
The evening flew by and I was beginning to fade and no wonder, I had been playing for the best part of the day and night. At 1am I was ready to face the challenge of getting down the steep driveway in My heels without having to remove them AND My stockings. With tiny little steps… and I mean TINY… I millimetred My way down the slope without damaging either My shoes or any other part of My anatomy for that matter (ditto for maid marian). It was all I could do to stay awake for the long drive home back to the Gold Coast which somehow maid marian managed without complaint and I am sure her feet must have been killing her.
Sunday so far has been (and will probably remain) a total chill out day for Me and I will be catching up on some recorded programs. Have to conserve My energy for slave connor’s session tomorrow.