Sunday 21st February 2010
My boys are used to Me starting one way and then changing plans midway through a session. I like to go with the natural flow of things and sometimes when the creative juices are in full swing, a change in direction is inevitable. Keeps My boys guessing which is always a positive thing *wicked smile*.
After the 50 needles were in position, it seemed a shame to go to all that trouble and then having to remove them too soon. My slave's nipples were clearly accessible and perfect for some nipple torment. The additional potential of needles poking into his skin if he moved too much was simply too much to resist and before he knew it, My fingers were busy at work squeezing, pulling and prodding those exposed nipples of his to make My slave squirm in delicious anticipation of unexpected pain and discomfort. See a photo here of his helpless state. After an interminable period of nipple torture, slave connor was finally given some respite and was even granted permission to orgasm.
On Wednesday I had a slave turn up at 7am to do a painting job for Me. This slave was VERY privileged to be in My presence at such an unGoddessly hour as I am not an early morning person. However, I am prepared to make the odd exception and the schoolroom ceiling was beginning to flake in one spot which was most annoying. As it involved some scraping back and touching up, this meant it had to dry before it could be painted over so what to do with a slave while waiting for such a process? Tie him up in My dungeon of course *wicked grin*. That killed a substantial amount of time before he was released, in more ways than one (pun intended). The job he started was then completed.
In the evening, I decided to set slave tate a little task to do during his next day at work. It had been ages since he had worn My ribbon and there is nothing better to help focus a slave's attention on his Goddess *mischievous wink*.

That was a great start to the day and was about to get even better as I summoned My slave to appear before Me in mid afternooon for a session.
I really am developing a great passion for rope bondage and this time I wanted to try something different. My plan was to secure My slave onto the table and as I busied Myself with the rope on his right leg and securing the toes, I moved to the other side and began with the same pattern which quickly transformed itself into a new idea - the left hand was still free and was begging to be attached. Rope between the fingers was deftly applied and suddenly slave tate's hand was soundly secured to his thigh. So much for continuing to tie him down to the table, now I preferred the idea of attaching him to My rope web *GRINS*.
I ordered him to stand up against My web where I completed the rope bondage process. The thing I particularly loved about this design was its asymmetrical pattern and its effectiveness in preventing slave tate from touching forbidden things *evil grin*. My slave found this session particularly exciting.
My weekend finished with maid marian doing her regular weekly cleaning chores today with an additional task she had not been given before.
I am looking forward to Wednesday which will be a female focussed day for Me - how delightful.




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