What a great return from My break, spending some time with My collared sub and My collared slave today. My collared sub had the pleasure of being in My company just before lunch where he tended to My feet which were in dire need of some attention – a foot bath followed by a foot massage. In fact My sub was doing such a wonderful job, he was also given the privilege of massaging his Goddess from head to toe. My body definitely needed some special treatment after a long flight and carting heavy luggage about en route to Melbourne airport. That reminds Me, I need to find Myself a “chauffeur” slave in Melbourne who can be available for My future arrivals and departures as I frequently visit My home state.
After My pampering at lunchtime, My collared sub was sent on his way and I waited for slave tate to arrive. I was starving by this point and decided as it was My slave’s first session for the New Year, W/we would start off by having lunch on Chevron Island before any play. Most fortunately for slave tate, he had lost one kilo from his Christmas excesses which guaranteed him free choice from the menu.
After a delightful lunch break, I was now ready to torment My slave and had decided to do some rope bondage on him knowing full well that bondage is one of his favourite activities. No point starting the year on an unpleasant note – LOL.
Hemp rope has such a wonderful aroma as the body warms it up. Once I had the rope securing the arms and legs, I concentrated on supporting My slave’s bound upright body to My web, allowing him a degree of limited movement. I did intend pulling the thin hemp rope through his nipple rings but his nipples were far too sensitive for that on this occasion. Next best option was to have the rope over the top of the nipple area so every time he moved, the rope would rub against his nipples with just enough friction to achieve the effect I was after *GRINS*. I soon had My slave squirming to My satisfaction.
I kept him in this position for some time and intensified the experience for My slave by blindfolding him too. When I tired of waiting, I returned to torment My cock. My slave had been set on edge for some time and it did not take much to really get him going. At one point he was begging Me to stop. Not on your life slave tate! I was having far too much fun and you were being forced to orgasm whether you wanted to or not! I very much doubted he would object for much longer and soon My slave had reached the explosive point of no return. What a blissful and lasting effect hemp rope has on My slave – both during and after its application. LOL.
Some moments afterwards to come back down to earth before heading home and preparing for another exciting day tomorrow.