Monday 2nd June 2008
Managed to sleep in again this morning but I am beginning to feel the effects of My late Saturday night. Nothing a hot breakfast of porridge and a hot cup of tea wouldn't fix. I was already planning ahead for dinner as I was seeing slave connor this afternoon and I had not prearranged anything for him to cook. Something easy for Me to make was probably the preferred option. My slave phoned Me at 9am to find out what time I needed him to present himself before Me and I then discover that My very thoughtful slave had already been out to buy some meat for tonights menu - Marinated Rack of Lamb on a bed of Vegetable Pilaf - I think W/we will have an early dinner tonight! he always goes out early in the morning on the day of his session to purchase My seafood treat which generally alternates between a dozen oysters or a dozen prawns depending on which looks better (in his professional chef's opinion) on the day. Having had this special arrangement for some months now, I have come to the conclusion that Coffin Bay Oysters are My favourite in terms of taste and texture. It is definitely a HUGE plus having a devoted collared slave who is also a chef 
Fatty turned up around 11ish and made himself at home on the spare office chair once again AFTER he had first helped himself to the dry food left out for My cats. I am not surprised he turned up rather wet, it was pouring with rain outside.
slave connor arrived promptly at 1pm as instructed. Before his session started, I was desperate to get a Lisa Gerrard CD after watching 'The Insider' last night which was such an engrossing film, both visually and aurally. W/we went to JB Hi Fi and found five of her albums of which I picked out two and had My slave purchase for Me Back to My place and slave connor's fortnightly ritual is to keep My beautiful feet smooth and callous free so his first job is to arrange a warm salt bath for Me to soak My feet. As they soak, he prepares My afternoon seafood treat to indulge in while he attends to each foot in turn with a pumice stone followed by a foot massage. With My exquisite new music, My slave pampering My feet and fully tasting each delectable oyster treat, I was in heaven.
The ritual came to an end and I am revitalised and ready to deal with My slave - this afternoon he was going to be introduced to My new humbler. Once it was in place, it did not take him long to figure out that if he moved too much or too quickly in any direction, he would experience some discomfort, the degree of discomfort dependent of the type and amount of movement *grins with glee*. With the atmospheric voice of Lisa Gerrard resonating in the background and My slave wearing a blindfold, it did not take long for him to move into a sensational headspace.
All good things come to an end and W/we had another good thing about to begin - DINNER!!!! Into the kitchen for My slave chef to prepare the delicious meal he had planned. The overwhelming aroma filled the room as I tried to do some things on My computer and distracted Me to some extent. Eventually the meal was finished, the table set and I was finally able to TASTE all I had been smelling during the cooking process. The dish was scrumptious - the perfect finale to a relatively busy day. And better still, even the dishes would be tended to by My slave who always leaves My kitchen spotlessly clean after cooking in it. A cup of chai tea afterwards and it was time for My slave to depart and make his way home.
Fatty had been around for hours this afternoon, left briefly and returned, back to his office chair. He looks well settled in and could be here for HOURS. I will have to put him out before I go to bed if he doesn't make a move himself. He can't stay in all night. My two cats tolerate him so far but I don't think they would be at all impressed if he remained in their house all night!
My evening has not ended yet and I still have phone calls to make to My family (which usually means a good while will be spent on the phone) and I also have a box of things to drop off in Ashmore for My daughter. I am hoping to catch up with slave tate this evening after our chat on the phone this morning but I wouldn't be at all surprised by the way things are going, if I run out of time to communicate with him tonight. Never mind, that is the price you pay when you are a collared slave of Mine - you just have to fit into My schedule and that may mean missing out on communication altogether on some days.
Fatty turned up around 11ish and made himself at home on the spare office chair once again AFTER he had first helped himself to the dry food left out for My cats. I am not surprised he turned up rather wet, it was pouring with rain outside.
slave connor arrived promptly at 1pm as instructed. Before his session started, I was desperate to get a Lisa Gerrard CD after watching 'The Insider' last night which was such an engrossing film, both visually and aurally. W/we went to JB Hi Fi and found five of her albums of which I picked out two and had My slave purchase for Me
Back to My place and slave connor's fortnightly ritual is to keep My beautiful feet smooth and callous free so his first job is to arrange a warm salt bath for Me to soak My feet. As they soak, he prepares My afternoon seafood treat to indulge in while he attends to each foot in turn with a pumice stone followed by a foot massage. With My exquisite new music, My slave pampering My feet and fully tasting each delectable oyster treat, I was in heaven.The ritual came to an end and I am revitalised and ready to deal with My slave - this afternoon he was going to be introduced to My new humbler. Once it was in place, it did not take him long to figure out that if he moved too much or too quickly in any direction, he would experience some discomfort, the degree of discomfort dependent of the type and amount of movement *grins with glee*. With the atmospheric voice of Lisa Gerrard resonating in the background and My slave wearing a blindfold, it did not take long for him to move into a sensational headspace.
All good things come to an end and W/we had another good thing about to begin - DINNER!!!! Into the kitchen for My slave chef to prepare the delicious meal he had planned. The overwhelming aroma filled the room as I tried to do some things on My computer and distracted Me to some extent. Eventually the meal was finished, the table set and I was finally able to TASTE all I had been smelling during the cooking process. The dish was scrumptious - the perfect finale to a relatively busy day. And better still, even the dishes would be tended to by My slave who always leaves My kitchen spotlessly clean after cooking in it. A cup of chai tea afterwards and it was time for My slave to depart and make his way home.
Fatty had been around for hours this afternoon, left briefly and returned, back to his office chair. He looks well settled in and could be here for HOURS. I will have to put him out before I go to bed if he doesn't make a move himself. He can't stay in all night. My two cats tolerate him so far but I don't think they would be at all impressed if he remained in their house all night!
My evening has not ended yet and I still have phone calls to make to My family (which usually means a good while will be spent on the phone) and I also have a box of things to drop off in Ashmore for My daughter. I am hoping to catch up with slave tate this evening after our chat on the phone this morning but I wouldn't be at all surprised by the way things are going, if I run out of time to communicate with him tonight. Never mind, that is the price you pay when you are a collared slave of Mine - you just have to fit into My schedule and that may mean missing out on communication altogether on some days.
Posted by Mistress Adira at Monday, June 02, 2008 7:30 PM 
Categories: My cats, Sessions, Collared Slaves, Personal Journal
Categories: My cats, Sessions, Collared Slaves, Personal Journal
i am so pleased that Your feet are so well looked after Mistress it does my mind well.
kisses Your toes,
butch