Last Wednesday My collared slave took the day off as W/we had some important shopping to do for maid marian amongst other things. My chauffeur has not had much opportunity to perform his duties recently and I felt it was about time he did. Announcing his arrival at 12.15pm meant a car inspection was imminent (even though My slave was not 100% certain that this would be the case). Fortunately for slave tate, on this occasion I was suitably impressed which bode well for the remainder of the day.
O/our first stop was Pacific Fair Shopping Centre to look for a suitable feminine suitcase for maid marian but by the time W/we got there I was famished and had to eat lunch first. My chauffeur was only allowed to have a sandwich and coffee. As soon as W/we had finished eating, the priority was finding a suitcase which did not take as long as I imagined it might take – a lovely huge hot pink suitcase with matching pink padlocks and pink name tag holder.
My chauffeur’s duties had not finished as W/we had another trip to do in the late afternoon to Brisbane to have a casual dinner with My friend, Mistress Satet. My daughter was accompanying Me and We had a magnificent meal of Spaghetti Bolognaise followed by Cheesecake topped with Berries in Syrup. Just as well My slave only had a sandwich for lunch!!! More detailed information about the evening can be read here on slave tate’s blog. At 11.15pm, I was conscious of the fact that My slave had to get up early to go to work so W/we finally headed home after a wonderful relaxing evening. I anticipated that slave tate should be in bed by 1am giving him 5 hours of sleep – that is more than enough for My slave *smiles*.
Last night was another great evening – I attended a private play party with two of My boys (slave connor ended up being called into work and could not accompany U/us on this occasion). W/we arrived just before 5.30pm and everything was in full swing. After snacking and eating a range of delicious food, I decided to tie both boys up in their own chest harnesses using My red hemp rope and slave tate also wore a full leather hood with perforated holes. After some time, slave tate wandered towards Me stating that his trousers were falling down and as his hands were tied behind his back, he could not pull them up. As he was explaining his predicament to Me, his trousers fell right down. I was not prepared to pull them up – he should have thought about that and bought himself a belt to prevent such an embarrassing thing to occur in the first place! Naturally old trousers will not fit properly after losing weight.
My solution to his problem was to remove the trousers altogether. My slave could walk around in his underwear which were lovely feminine panties and as I soon discovered, also happened to be on inside out!! As if it was not embarrassing enough for his trousers to fall down, he now had to face the humiliation of having his panties on the wrong way. Fortunately for My slave I did not have My cane with Me but I did have a number of different crops and paddles which are very effective implements. This incident would not pass without punishment.
slave tate outlines the events of this evening most descriptively and is well worth a read on his blog.
By 11pm I was actually feeling quite tired and was ready to go home. Gosh, an early night for a change – a rarity for Me at parties – LOL!
No rest for slave tate, this afternoon maid marian was due at My house for cleaning duties at 2.30pm. Cleaning tasks are neverending and as always, there was enough to keep her busy for at least 2 hours if not more. While she cleaned, I chilled out and watched TV, catching up on some of My recorded programs. For those interested in a more detailed description of My maid’s cleaning duties, click here to go to her blog.
Can’t wait for tomorrow’s session with slave connor and experimenting with cell popping for the first time since I had been shown how to do it.