The lead up to My weekend has been great. Yesterday I had an awesome time with a rather tall sub who was humiliated with forced feminisation and then chained with lockable leather cuffs to the bush in My front courtyard, hoping against all hope that nobody walked up the driveway and spotted her. I can’t understand why she was feeling so nervous *WEG*. I naturally went back inside to enjoy My cup of tea and left her to it as I knew she could not go anywhere. I even left the gate open to intensify her vulnerable situation *smiles with evil delight*.
I am a very excited Mistress this morning. My collared slave has purchased some gorgeous red coloured jute rope for Me and it has arrived, just in time for Me to baptise the new rope on My slave this afternoon when he presents himself before Me. Before I see him though, I had My other collared sub to play with this morning before lunch.
I did a lovely tortoiseshell rope harness on the upper part of his body and then separately secured his wrists to prevent him from being able to reach his groin. A little foot work on the genitals soon had him writhing in ecstasy and this torment continued until I allowed him to reach orgasm after many minutes of teasing.
What a way to start My morning *winks*.
The session had only just finished when My guests turned up for a light lunch which My sub was invited to join in. This little get together was also a measuring exercise to ensure My new addition to My dungeon would be a perfect fit. And for all of you wondering what it might be, keep wondering as I will not reveal it until it has been made and the finished piece takes pride of place in My dungeon!
After this little distraction, slave tate arrived for his session as instructed at 2pm with the beautiful new red coloured jute rope. And what a gorgeous shade of red it is too. What to do with such new equipment? Baptise it of course – LOL – and My victim was kneeling right before Me!
Out of 7 hanks of rope, I managed to use 5 of them on My slave and had him bound firmly from chest to hips. My poor slave was so vulnerable and completely at My mercy…how sad for him *GRINS*.
I could allow him another orgasm. You never know, chastity could be just around the corner again *wicked laugh*. And orgasm he did under My total control.
The pleasure of having slaves and subs to tease and torment at My leisure. Life could not get much better than this *happy sigh*.