A re-union

Thursday, 26^th May

I miss the boy so much. He is under instruction to phone me every night. He is enjoying himself very much, he struggles with the food, even Sabine says their food is bad. They have started to go out for meals.

I went to meditation Tuesday evening, it was strange being there without Ben. I missed him so much I went to sleep in his cell, but moved to my bed later. How can he sleep there? Well, he does not like the bed, he is used to his cot. It is quite a difference.

The kitchen is all done, we have a glass splash back in bright red, it looks gorgeous. I asked the carpenter to fix some hooks to the kitchen work top, he actually managed to hide them. I cannot explain the mechanism. I gave him a good tip. He confessed to me he had asked his girlfriend if they can introduce some rope into their sex life, he is newly single. I encouraged him to keep looking for a girl who likes it, I thought after 50 Shades of Grey many wanted to try it. By the way, what a shit book. I am going to leave the boy to put everything into the cupboards, he does most of the cooking.

With his sense of order he is looking forward to doing it.

He will be back tomorrow lunchtime.

Friday, 27^th May

I was just locking up yesterday when the sound of a car pulling into our drive disturbed me. It was the slave! The course had officially finished, it was just a social dinner and then everyone leaves after breakfast Friday morning. Sabine and him decided to come home early. We had spoken on the phone earlier, he said nothing about coming home!

He ought to be punished for lying to me and wasting my money, but I was too happy to see him.

He did not want to see the kitchen, so I guided him to the bedroom wing while he kept his eyes closed and we had our re-union. We turn each other on and enjoy sex very much. I have never felt anything like it. We are still discovering each other, and our familiarity is comfortable. We enjoy vanilla sex and bondage sex equally, it depends on the moment.

As the slave had not booked for gym or yoga, he stayed at home and sorted the kitchen while I went to the gym. He liked it very much, and was very methodical in putting things away. This weekend we have to shop for all new stuff, it is stupid, but I agree, our stuff just does not look right, it is cheap.

I have finalised my plans for the new club. It was fun playing around with ideas. The slave has approved my plans. Of course he has a veto, as investor, but he said he wants to be a silent one.