Monday, 11th January
We went to Gothenburg for the
weekend. We left after lunch Friday, on the train. I had never been
to Gothenburg either. We went to a club there, and met some guys who
sometimes come to Stockholm.
We even bought some clothes for the
boy. It was a spur of the moment decision, it was nice to be able to
do that. The boy suggested why don't we check out some clubs to get
inspiration for our new club. We could even go abroad. I think that
is a very good idea, I have to research some places. I reckon we
should go with Martin and his wife.
I had a meeting with Mr Allender
today. We had it at our flat as the boy was locked into the cage, of
course restrained for some of the time. He basically was in there,
with toilet breaks, all day and evening. He loved it, apart from the
music I played him. 80's pop.
We inspected the empty flat, they
will move in next weekend. We are installing a new bathroom and
kitchen this week, and they are decorating. He recommended we install
new radiators now as well, the ones in there are really inefficient.
The rubber couple had lived there for so long, and never wanted any
work done. They had to agree to it when the electrics were done,
though.
He gave me different options for
heating systems, and recommended we get a few quotes in. For the
windows as well, there are so many options. I want to survey the
residents on the different styles.
Tuesday, 12th January
We both went to the gym today, and
then the boy met Ingrid for a lesson. He has asked her to do some
vocabulary to prepare for his driving lessons. I went to the local
adult education class place and picked up some information. Not sure
if I want to commit to something, if we are going to do some
travelling now. I also checked out some tattoo places. If I want to
get something done, then I want to do some research first and find a
good one. Having seen the work going on in the flat yesterday, I
think my places could do with decorating again. They were last done
when I moved in, which is about 6 years ago.
Tonight the boy and I are going to
a meditation class. He basically meditates anyway, but we thought it
might be something nice to do together. At the moment I am enjoying
my free time, I even went into a gallery today.
Wednesday, 13th January
We have no gym or lessons on a
Wednesday. I have read through my blog and realized we often have a
good session on a Wednesday. Our last one was last Wednesday, but
then of course the boy had his session in the cage on Monday. The boy
is doing laundry at the moment, but I want us to go the house soon,
for overnight. The renovations are a bit noisy. Olaf and Olaf are
away this week, that is why we picked this week for the work.
So we are at the house. I am
looking at it with different eyes. It very much needs work. I know we
need to paint the outside this year. When I inherited the houses, I
had the flat done totally to my taste, but than ran out of steam with
the house, I concentrated on the garden. The house had been done only
a couple of years before. I think, as we will be here so much more
this year, I would very much like to get it done. I actually never
liked the kitchen very much, I had the cupboards painted, but I hate
the doors. I know the slave prefers the flat anyway, not sure why.
Maybe if we decorate it here together, he will be more at home here.
He is not as on edge any more since we had the house cleansed, but I
have noticed today again, he avoids the cellar door. He does not know
he is doing it.
I have put his right leg into a
splint, and his left arm is bound to his left leg. He is studying for
his driving lessons. I frequently ask him to fetch me something, so
he has to move. We are both having fun with it. I have brought the
piercing ring, I will take him to the chair later, put it in, and
fuck him.
Even later.
So after dinner I took the slave to
the playroom, sat him on the chair and showed him the ring. He was
pleased with it and we have put it in. It looks very nice, the ring
has a coloured stone in it, which sparkles slightly. I made love to
him, but he was distracted. Very unusual. I broke it off. He was very
apologetic, he says he could not help it. He felt a presence.
I have had enough now, I am getting
help. There must be something in the cellar.
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