Tuesday, 10th November
Back to the treadmill. I have had 2
very long days. We are back at the flat tonight, Per took care of the
radiator in the cell, we had to call an engineer in. Our usual one
was not available, but we needed it fixed, so we used someone new.
Per suggested to set up a list with BDSM friendly professionals,
maybe from our club website. I will discuss that with Martin, it is a
very good idea. He had a bad experience with this man. Why do people
think we are an easy target, just because we live a certain
lifestyle? Gay men do not all shag each other all the time, and BDSM
is not about violence, it is much more.
Monday morning I left the slave at
the house, he had lots of chores to do, especially as he moved us
back to the flat today. I called him several times Monday morning and
there was no answer, even not on his mobile. When I finally got hold
of him, I nearly shouted at him, I was relieved, but also angry.
Apparently he had been cleaning the
floors and his Ipod in, with a Swedish language lesson. He does the
wooden floors, which is basically the whole house, on all fours. He
straps these mops on his knees and has some mitts, and then works his
way backwards through the room. It gets a superb result, but takes
ages. I had to speak to him as I had to do a double shift, a
colleague's daughter had a fall at school and needed stitches. I did
not want him to be by himself all day, so he suggested he 'd invite
Sabine round. He texted me later to say she would be with him about
3pm, until then he had plenty to do. I was tempted to phone Sabine
and give her “instructions”, but I think she has the boy sussed,
she can keep his behaviour in control and is aware of his dietary
needs. I got home at about 22.20. The boy was in bed. Sabine had
brought some food from the Centre, and, although it was not very
spicy, something must have disagreed with the boy. She was very sorry
to be the cause, she had chosen the dish carefully. I told her not to
worry, we will get his diet back under control. I asked how he had
been, and she said he was ok. but he seemed a bit unsettled, which
got better after she had been there a while. I admitted I had noticed
that and it is why I had urged the boy to invite her.
I called her a taxi and paid for
it. I checked on the boy, he was fast asleep.
Work today was fine, I actually
quite enjoyed it, it took my mind off. Per helped the boy move stuff
back to the house, he does need more clothes so he does not have to
move them all the time. I usually spend more time at the flat in
winter, this year might be different, as we have more gear at the
house.
The slave had his lesson with
Ingrid and they worked on his essay, which he presented to me
tonight.
He did very well. He did not suffer
any digestion problems after yesterdays upset.
Sunday night we cuddled on the
sofa, I was playing with his nipples while I read. I like the rings
much better. He is banned from reading apart from homework for a
week, after Saturday night. I guess that means I have to keep him
busy. So at the moment he is on the living room floor, in front of
me, in a straitjacket, muzzled and a slight buzzing coming out of his
vagina.
Wednesday, 11th November
It feels strange, it has only been
a week since Roberts death, but he is not such a presence in our life
any more. I sent the slave to the house to stack those logs today. He
is quite tired tonight, no bondage tonight, just a bit of TV. I have
set him a challenge for tomorrow, to organise wedding invitations at
a printing shop.
I am doing a long shift tomorrow, I
am on Lates, but will start earlier as my colleague is picking up a
few hours Friday night. We want to go to the Master/slave night.
Sunday, 15th November
I finally have a day off!
The boy has kept himself busy,
Thursday he ordered the invitations as instructed, Ingrid came along,
but apparently he managed well by
himself. In the afternoon and early evening he spent some time with
Per and Lasse, we have not seen much of them lately. Lasse has a
virus, he needs to rest and let it take it's course. Friday morning
we went to the gym together and had lunch in town, before I went to
work. The boy had a check up at the hospital Friday afternoon. He
mentioned he had a few food upsets, and they reckon it will settle
down.
We went to the M/s night, which I -
for the first time- absolutely enjoyed. The slave did me proud, I
sent him off to have a chat to some other slaves, and he did very
well. I feel like a Master these days, but then the slave makes it
easy for me. Sometimes he tires me out, this week has been more
vanilla, as I just have not got the energy, with working all week.
Saturday we slept a bit later, but
I wanted to go to the gym and sauna. The slave went shopping, there
is a good market in Sodermalm on Saturdays, and he cooked a nice
lunch. In the afternoon the boy went clothes shopping with Ingrid.
They haven't found anything for the wedding, mainly bought
some basics. She texted me, even
she was getting fed up with him. Some people just do not care about
their clothes, do they, but I do like to show him off, he is a good
looking boy!
He spent the evening at home, I
allowed him his books back. When I came home he greeted me in his
collar. I have gone off that collar, considering what happened when
he wore it last. I told him about it and he was disappointed, did it
mean he should not wear it? I said to give it a break. I was tired
and went to bed, leaving him frustrated.
Today we have invited Per and Lasse
for lunch, the boy is cooking a roast, English style.
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