Friday, 29th July
I was so nervous on Wednesday, the
slave did his first shift at The Park Kink Corner. That's what they
call it. I am on early shifts until Saturday, then I am doing a late
followed by on-call again. It means the boy has to look after our
guests pretty much by himself. We are hosting a hetero couple. I
would have not been comfortable leaving him with 2 strange men. Ben
is sharing shifts with Stefan, he picks him up from home and they
travel together to the venue, it is on the North island, so quite a
while to travel. I am entrusting the slave to Stefan. As a leather
bar all our volunteers are dressed in leather. We have some shorts
for the boy, and he wears a T-shirt advertising the club. This hides
his stoma. He has some restraints with him, which they put on him at
the venue. I put a light scarf around his neck, I do not want people
to see his collar and think Stefan is his Master.
Wednesday Stefan went around to
have a look at other stalls, and saw one who was selling DVDs. As a
professional he saw immediately they were pirate copies. The guy had
some of the slaves films as well. The sleeve art was stills from the
film, not very good quality. Stefan fetched the slave, so he could
identify the film stills.
After the slave confirmed the DVDs
looked like it were his movies, Stefan bought one. They came to the
house after their shift and we watched it, to confirm what it was. We
only wanted to watch a little, but we got quite into it. Stefan gave
his professional opinion. It is very obviously an amateur movie, the
sound is awful, hardly any lighting. Of course there is barely a
story. Stefan asked the slave if he would be interested in making
more movies, I declined on his behalf. If we want we can make our
own, it was Stefan who put cameras into the flat and the house. The
editing was good, and the slave confessed he did it. Robert had done
it first, but found it too stressful, and the boy with his sense for
numbers, sequences and order got to grips with the software easily.
Stefan asked for my permission to
involve the police. This time we agreed. Thursday morning Stefan
alerted the management committee and they alerted the police. It was
all done very discreetly.
I got a call from Stefan after work
on Thursday to meet them at his studio. It is in the centre of
Sodermalm, so not too far away. They had gone there straight from the
event. When I got there the slave dropped to his knees. I knew he had
done something he thought would upset me. Stefan explained what had
happened. The slave had remembered during the night that he had
uploaded the entire collection of films onto a cloud, electronic data
storage. He had asked Stefan for help to delete it. And at the moment
when I came they were still downloading them onto a USB device. The
slave wanted to keep them. There are copies in existence in Canada,
but he does not want to bring them over, in case we get hauled over
at customs. This way he had access if he ever wanted it. Stefan
assured me the movies were not downloading onto his computer. I told
the slave I forgive him, he can get up. I wondered how he could
forget he had uploaded them, and when did he do that? He had no
unsupervised internet access. Robert was much stricter than I am, in
many ways. He did it earlier last year, after the last film. He
uploaded it to the website, when a message came up, advertising the
cloud. Robert had been called away and he trusted him with access to
their own site, so he had access to do it. He had forgotten as
everything kicked off, even when we discussed taking the website
down, he did not remember. Stefan was impressed that the boy had
known the access code, after all this time. I told him the slave has
a mind for that.
By then I noticed the boy looked a
bit weary, he had not eaten in a while. All Stefan could find was a
yoghurt and a banana, which was perfect. But it meant we had to get
home, yoghurt goes straight through him. At home he gave me the USB
and said it was for me to deal with how I saw fit. I told him it was
his property, and he replied: I am your property, so mine is
yours. I thought that was very sweet of him.
He went to clean himself and I had
some dinner. We cuddled on the sofa for a while, we had a catch up.
This morning he got the house ready for our guests. The bondage table
is back in the playroom.
When I came home today Ben was out
with our guests at Pride. We are planning to have dinner together, I
am cooking.
Sunday, 31st July
Our guests have left, I have hardly
seen them, due to my shifts. We had dinner on Friday and then they
met with their friends in town. Luckily they were quiet when they
came home. Saturday they got up quite early, Ben made breakfast for
them. He would have gone crazy if someone strange had used the NEW
kitchen. They were out all day and evening. Ben stayed around the
house, while I went to work. It was not too bad, we saw a few people
from Pride, but we were not the primary hospital. Luckily most people
at work already know my attitude to the parade, so I was not bothered
with comments that I was at work and not out on the street. I went
straight to the gym after work, I had managed a few hours of sleep.
When I got home Ben and our guests were sitting in the sun with their
coffee. I joined them and they told us about their weekend. They left
soon after to meet with their friends and head back to Helsinki. I
went to bed, the boy had instructions to wake me after 4 hours. I
need to be able to go to sleep at a reasonable hour tonight.
The boy was impressed how tidy they
left everything, they had stripped the bed. They can certainly come
again.
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