Friday, 25 September 2015

Life goes on


Wednesday, 4th November

I woke up with Ben snuggled next to me. He has never stayed with me all night, even that night we fell asleep on the living room floor. I could have fucked him again, but we had to get into town. So we just showered together, had breakfast and went to the flat. The weather had turned over night and it was a cold wind. The flat was cold and seemed cold. Ben looked to be very happy to be back. Something unsettles him at the house, maybe it is the memory of being attacked there. He wanted to give the flat a clean, although I thought it was clean. He went around tidying anyway. The manager called, could we change the time to this afternoon, he had to deal with an emergency, there had been a small fire at a property he manages. That suited me as I had not spoken to Per and Lasse yet.

I sent Ben to have his hair cut, but not too short, as we can get some very cold winds from the archipelago. He said he is used to cold weather, and I just looked at him sternly. He really needs to stop answering me back, what has gotten into him lately! I instructed him to get us something for lunch on his way back.

Luckily Per and Lasse were at home, so I updated them. I told them how much better than expected the boy seemed to deal with Roberts death. Lasse has been poorly since they came back from London, they thought he picked up something in the plane, but he is now having tests at the hospital.

It was unusual to see him dressed in the flat, they are naturists. I thought to myself, maybe that is why our heating bill is so high for the building.

The slave came back with some burgers. He said he just fancied some “good old American junk food”. After about an hour, I was dealing with my mail and e-mails, he started to feel unwell. I guess American food does not agree with him any more.

As his cell is quite cold, I insisted he rest on the sofa. He was about to answer me back, then changed his mind. He fetched his blankets and was asleep soon after.

He woke up when the door bell rang. It was the manager, Mr Allender. He was about to get up, I told him to take his time, he was still groggy.

I introduced Ben as my partner, mentioned that he is recovering from surgery. I am pretty sure Mr Allender has been informed about our set up.

I offered a hot beverage, Ben got up and said he would make it. I was about to insist he rested, when I realised he probably needed to freshen up. The boy was gone a while and I had to go and finish making the tea. I found some cakes he had bought. I had to smile, he is so caring and always goes that step further. He joined us again, he still looked tired. I guess last night contributed to him being tired.

Mr Allender stayed for an hour, I explained patiently the philosophy for this house. Then we had a look at the Dungeon apartment, and at the heating facilities. I mentioned I recently had solar panels installed at my other house, and we looked at the roof, if it is possible. Per accompanied us, he knows the system better than me. Mr Allender did not seem bothered by all the bondage stuff he saw, he looked at the structure of the house.

After he was gone I suggested we stay in town, as we had a busy day on Thursday, Ben agreed. He had had some cake, chewing them slowly. I defrosted something for my dinner, and Ben was happy with his shake. In the evening we cuddled on the sofa, watching some stupid American RomCom.

The cell room was still very cold, we had the heating on, but it was not working in that room. So we moved his cot into the bedroom. After last night, it would have seemed natural that we start sharing a bed, or once we are married. To be honest, I am not sure if I want to, I guess it will develop. At the moment I am very happy with the way we are.



Thursday, 5th November

We went to the gym, Ben did his yoga and a short session. I like to use the sauna, such a shame he cannot use it. Afterwards we went to Stallemastergarden. We had lunch there to taste the dishes we had chosen. We decided we did want some bubbly for the toast, the glass for Ben to let go flat. We asked if we can add 2 more people, and were told we could, no problem.

In the afternoon we bought some rings. Ingrid had to cancel her lesson, a friend had been taken ill.

Ben needed something to wear, he has no suit or anything formal. Most of his clothes are very rural Canadian, it was ok in the summer, but his winter stuff makes him stand out. We bought a few items, which he insisted he paid for himself. I would say I dress smartly and enjoy clothes, Ben is not used to fashion. He had no clue what he liked. It was not his being submissive, it was almost like shopping with a child. To be honest, I did not enjoy it very much.

We came back to the house, we had a light supper, and Ben went to bed early.


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