Another weekend and another private play party to attend last night, this time with a ‘pirate’ theme. Was a little disorganised with My boys this time in terms of costume and have now rectified that for them for the next occasion.
W/we arrived at the party around 8pm which was in full swing. I decided to use this party as a purely social evening for a change and did not bring any toys with Me. My boys could also socialise when they were not tending to My needs.
The costumes were fabulous and everyone had gone to a lot of trouble and were quite creative with their outfits which was wonderful to see. Unfortunately for slave connor, he was called in to work and was unable to accompany U/us on this occasion. Oh well, plenty more social events coming up for him to go to so not all is lost.
The evening flew and I was ready to leave by 1pm, as were many of the other guests. By this stage My feet were feeling rather weary in My 4″ heeled red leather boots and I was not prepared to remove them until I had arrived home and did not have to walk another step!!!
An relatively early night for Me in comparison to My usual outings to Retribution and probably just as well as I needed My maid to do some cleaning later today. I contacted slave tate at 12.30pm to inform him of his expected presence at 3pm and maid marian would wear her black uniform, 4″ heels and corset.
Everything was running to schedule and the minute slave tate arrived, he was sent to his room to get ready for his cleaning duties. I was busy at My computer when maid marian turned up needing some help with her uniform and to say she was looking a little sheepish, was an understatement. I wondered why she had come to Me without her wig which she always puts on before requesting any assistance. So why was she like that? Because SOMEONE forgot to pack her wig in her suitcase!!! I could not believe that something as important as a wig could be forgotten by My slave. I was very wrong. Seeing was believing and there was My maid standing before Me – wigless!!!!
It did cross My mind sending her back home to get it but that would only have inconvenienced Me and I do not like being inconvenienced. My solution? My slave would be punished with a caning and he would not have to wait too long as I immediately decided it would happen straight after his work tomorrow night. No point in delaying the inevitable.
Fortunately My maid has a maid’s cap and this at least adequately disguised this rather distasteful situation. Without delay, I outlined the tasks for My maid and as she proceeded to work her way through the list of cleaning duties, I relaxed and caught up on some of My TV viewing. It took My maid two and a half hours to finish everything after which she was packed off home to reflect on her mistake and to ponder on the outcome of the mother of all f#*% ups!!!
See you tomorrow at 6.30pm slave tate *WEG*.