Sunday, 22 November 2015

An incident in the train and a dinner party


Sunday, 24th January

Sometimes the boy really surprises me. Our relationship has changed, I would say since he has been in hospital. Most of the time we are more like a normal couple, at least in public. At home he is very submissive. Strange, as it is him who asked me to be more Master in public. That does happen, I do sometimes put him into restraints, or a leather collar, when we go for a walk. But then he is covered by clothes, so it does not count that much, but I will adjust the way I talk to him. We have definitely grown very much closer, other people have commented on it. I love him so much it hurts.

I had my 2nd tattoo session today, we had to go all the way to …, it is a suburb with high immigration numbers and housing estates. The boy was wearing a collar, I did not let him out by himself, so he waited in the shop. He had a good chat with the assistant about life in Canada.

I am glad I took him, I felt a bit nauseous afterwards. We had a snack at a kiosk, very good falafel.

On the train home I dozed. Opposite us was a young couple, she was nagging him. Apparently the boy kept staring at the slave, and when the girl went to talk to some friends at the other end of the carriage, the boy got his phone out and kept glancing at my slave. Finally the slave got up and sat down next to the boy. He leaned over to him and quietly said to him: Don't you know it is rude to stare at other people? Recognised me from the internet? Shall I tell your girlfriend what porn you look at? Well, then stop staring at me!

He sat down again next to me and we kissed, to prove a point? The boy mumbled something and joined his girlfriend, they got off at the next stop. The boy and I thought it was very funny. He is not ashamed of his films, he even has an award, for best amateur film for that year.

We are back at the house and we had an early dinner, the boy had put a stew into the oven before we left. He is presently sorting himself out in the bathroom, and then we are going back to the flat. Now it is my turn to feel uncomfortable here.



Monday, 1st February

Tonight we are expecting Martin and his wife for dinner.

Over the last few weeks I have done some research into clubs in Europe, and we want to discuss a trip to check them out. I joined some forums in different countries and asked for advice on places to go. The slave and I have just come back from a trip to Helsinki. We took the ferry, a lot of Swedes do these trips at the weekend as a booze trip. So we splashed out on the most luxurious cabin available and stayed in there. The return trip was not too bad, the people were tired then. Helsinki is a very interesting city, we want to go back in the summer. We met some nice people, and their club is fantastic. We have invited some over to Stockholm. I am going to suggest we plan a whole weekend for them. The slave and I are going to the Schloss later in the month. We are planning the trip with Martin and Ursula around that.

I have made it quite clear we are not very interested in membership, partly I'm worried if the slave 's needs can be accommodated. They have invited us anyway, so we are going to check it out, we are too curious.

Mats is going to do the decorating while we are away.

We are meeting him and Sahid at the house on Wednesday. Sahid still lives at home, and Mats only has a very small flat, they enjoyed the dungeon immensely and want to try more. We have not planned to have session with them, we will see how it develops.



So, dinner is over, the boy is tidying up. We had a nice evening, it is so good when we can just be ourselves. Martin and Ursula are not necessarily “in the scene”, which is good, they can be more objective. Ben has asked if he can invest into the club. His money should be here this week, and the bank have talked to him about investing it. That would be great boost to our funds! I had him in restraints during dinner, he was a bit hyper after the weekend.



Wednesday, 3rd February

So, Mats and Sahid came over late morning. As Mats is self employed, he was able to take the day off. Sahid works in his parents' shop and is quite flexible with his time. Of course they loved the house, and we could not get them out of the playroom. We (Ben and me) did not really feel like sharing, so we offered them the use for some hours, and we ended up at the cinema. When we came back our friends were cleaning up. It did not feel funny, I am glad we could help. They stayed for a cup of tea, Sahid observes some of his muslim upbringing and does not drink alcohol. We asked how his parents are with him being gay, and he admitted they think he has a girlfriend. Poor boy.



We had planned to go back to the flat, but ended staying over night. We wanted to reclaim our room. We talked about it, and we will not let it out again. The house is too special. I mean, it was nice to be able to help our friends, but …

I have phoned Mats and explained, he fully understands and is very grateful for having had the opportunity.

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