Where has the time gone these last few days? So much has happened and I have had little time left to write in My own blog until today. Only just managed to edit and publish My collared slave’s weekend blog entries yesterday.
Last Saturday I had small task for My slave to do – I needed two items of make-up which he would get for Me from the make-up section in Myer. I did not have time to go shopping Myself and would be seeing slave tate in the afternoon anyway. My slave had two new maid’s uniforms to show Me (see her photos here) and they are truly sensational. My maid has no excuse for looking untidy or sloppy now.
After some photos were taken of maid marian in her new uniforms, she then had to put everything away as I wanted to play with slave tate. As he loves his rope bondage, I was in the mood to do some experiments with securing his arms and hands behind his back with rope. After playing around with a couple of different ideas, I had to reluctantly undo My slave sooner than I am sure he wanted to as W/we both had to get ready for Retribution and My slave would be back before Me in no time at all.
slave tate returned at 8.15pm and required My assistance with the hobble maid’s uniform. With all the ribbons and lacing to do up, it took longer for My maid to get dressed than W/we anticipated. I was ready and had decided to wear My new wig. I was keen to see how long it would take people to recognise Me at Retribution and arrived an hour later than My boys. I managed to fool some people for awhile but many recognised Me immediately – LOL. At least I left a positive impression *smiles*.
I did not bring many toys with Me other than a crop and two leather paddles. Enough to work on slave connor and thoroughly warm him up on a cold night. Photos of his public session can be viewed in the Retribution Gallery. The remainder of the evening was spent socialising and as it was a very crisp evening with a clear sky, the crowd began to thin out relatively early and I was on My way home by 1.30pm.
By this time, My feet were quite sore from being in My red shoes for a number of hours and before My maid was permitted to change, she had to remove My shoes and massage My feet. My brown Burmese cat joined in on the action *smiles*.
I sent My slave home and informed him that My maid was required again at 3pm – a mere 12 hours away by the time he got home and into bed. Slept in on Sunday and caught up with some recorded programs on TV before My maid arrived. Then as maid marian worked her way through her list of cleaning duties, I continued to relax in My comfy armchair, watching My program on TV. The cleaning was completed over two hours later and as My slave’s weight was down this week, he was allowed to have a pizza treat for dinner.
I then had to get ready to deal with a very naughty boy after My slave departed. Just as well I had been conserving My energy as 150 cuts of My cane were required to teach him a lesson *happy sigh*. That was My weekend and Monday was no rest day for Me either. I had more fun time in My dungeon and would finish the afternoon with My collared slave connor. New skirts had arrived which slave connor had ordered – one for faith and one for Me W/we both tried on O/our respective skirts which are beautiful.
I was still in rope bondage mode from the weekend and had My slave remain dressed up as faith so I could tie her up with My beautiful hemp rope. After playing with a couple of different positions, I kept her in this one while tormenting her nipples through her blouse. Eventually she was permitted to orgasm in this restrictive pose.
After the activities of the last three days, I was looking forward to a quieter Tuesday morning so I could finally get to slave tate’s blog entries from the weekend and edit and publish them. In the late morning I heard from My slave who informed Me that he would be going to the tailor straight after work for a final fitting. Unfortunately I was predisposed at that time and could not accompany him. W/we were not sure if he would be leaving with his uniform after his fitting.
I later heard from slave tate who was very pleased to say that he has his new chauffeur’s uniform in his possession. If he thought he was excited, he was underestimating My level of excitement in seeing My chauffeur in his swish new uniform and I refused to wait a minute longer – he would put his uniform on and immediately drive to My house to show Me!!!
At 8.30pm on the dot, My doorbell rang and I approached the gate to let My slave in. As he walked into the light, My first verbal expression was “My God”. I had not seen My slave looking so distinguished. Boy does he have a high reputation to live up to now with his new set of Chauffeur Etiquette rules AND his stunning new uniform. W/we proceeded to go inside the house when another “my God” escaped from My 24/7 slave’s lips. Check out My slave in his new chauffeur uniform here and here.
All I can say slave tate is, if that is all you can get from your Goddess’ mouth (who is normally not lost for words), then imagine the reaction you are going to get when you are out and about with Me in your role as My chauffeur!