Tuesday, 29 December 2015

Midsummer in Dalarna


Saturday, 18th
We have just bumbled along the last 10 days or so, doing our routine, meeting friends, the boy has done a lot of studying, Ingrid has agreed to some extra lessons.
We are very happy with our new kitchen. Mats is very busy at the moment, so we will probably do the rest of the house all together in the autumn. We have some paint samples of different whites on the walls for us to choose.
We went to Master/slave night last night, we will not be able to go next month as I will be working. I will not send him on his own again. We have put the news of the new premises around the club but have asked for secrecy. We have a questionnaire on the website what members would like in the club, and we have made it clear there will not be a dark room. We asked for volunteers to help at the stall at Pride, and had a good response so far. One of our lady members is an events organiser and has taken over the organisation of the stall. It is great help to us, I have the work at the town house in July as well. Mainly Mr Allender and Per will deal with it though.
We have not had much contact with the Germans, apparently they keep to themselves. The window chap had to get into the flat to measure for the roof terrace doors, they agreed 3 dates, and then they were making difficulties about access. Maybe I should go and inspect the flat. They knew that we are doing some work when they rented it.
We are driving to Dalarna tomorrow to stay with my family for midsummer. We have to come back the day after as the slave has his exam on the 23rd. He is nervous about it. I told him a break from his studies just before will be good. We have to stay in the main house, as the cottage is let. It will be nice to be able to share the driving this year.
I know I will get comments, yes, we have had lots of sex and bondage. Sometimes I wonder where we get the energy from.

Wednesday, 22nd June
We had some lovely days in Dalarna, we were so lucky with the weather. It was not too hot, and Midsummer day was especially nice. There was a fun fair in the town and traditional singing and dancing around a tree. As usual Ben and the children had a grand time.
Ben slept on the floor, we had brought his mattress. Kerstin asked why that is, and we explained, like the previous year, he likes it cool and the hard floor, I like a duvet and comfy softness. Which is the truth. One morning we nearly got caught, I had been to the bathroom and forgotten to lock the door again. We heard the children whispering outside, but my aunt must have heard as well and called them away. How do you explain a blow job?
Again we took ourselves off to the woods for some rope bondage. We thought we were far enough from a settlement, when a naked guy walked past us. He just greeted us and said it was nice weather for it. I guess he was as startled as us to meet naked people in the woods, one spread eagled between two trees with some rope and a mask on.
Olav's mum asked me for advice, she had noticed Olav was often tugging at his penis. That is normal behaviour for a boy of his age(he is 4 now), it does not mean he has sexual feelings. She said he also holds off going to the toilet, it hurts him a bit, but after a bath he has no problems. I recommended the boy gets a circumcision, I had the same problem and was circumcised when I was 6. The foreskin is too tight. Just then the boy joined us, and we talked about our preferences. He is circumcised as well, he was as a baby. He nearly launched into a story why he prefers a cut penis, and I managed to cut him off. I sent him off to do some reading, and he understood he had gone too far and apologised, calling me Master. My cousin-in-law enquired if reading was a code word. I answered, yes, he has misbehaved and he will be in our room awaiting punishment.
He can handle a gag, but we do not use one much any more, so when I gagged him all night he was sore and stiff the next morning.
He liked the festivities, and on Midsumer night we climbed fences and collected wild flowers, whilst not talking, like he had read in “Children of Bullerbu”. One puts the flowers under the pillow and the person you dream of that night is your special person. Of course we dreamt of each other!
We were sad to leave. My aunt has got angina, but with medication she is coping well. I sincerely hope she will be around for a long time.


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