Merry Christmas
I wish you all a very happy Christmas.
We’re having a great time here as well.
That’s all I have to say for now. There’s people here who want my attention. ;-)
I wish you all a very happy Christmas.
We’re having a great time here as well.
That’s all I have to say for now. There’s people here who want my attention. ;-)
And here’s my special treat for you (and the reason why I have goosebumps).
Because it’s the end of the year a lot of my colleagues are taking up their last days of vacation. This means that we work with very little people at the office at times. Right now for instance I’m all alone. Being all alone has its advantages. Nobody will notice that you’re chatting on g-chat with your girlfriend/mistress for instance. It has its disadvantages. One of them is that my Mistress had, what she called, a wonderful idea. She told me to undress (yes, completely), put my clothes in my drawer and then make my next post on the blog. I have to explain what’s going on (which I just did) and thank everyone for their suggestions for Boxing Day. So here I am, especially for all of you, naked at my office. You can’t see me of course, but I hope you enjoy it.
And here goes.
Sigh.
Thanks for all the wonderful suggestions.
Thank you, Mistress Yoko. For your suggestion to tie me up and tickle me.
Thanks all others for all your suggestions, whatever they may be.
Mistress Blossom lets you all know that she’s happy with your ideas, but there’s still room for more.
There’s one more thing I have to ask of you:
I’m here for a little less than an hour still. If any of you are online and read this post in that time, they’re free to send me a task that I have to perform. Of course it must be possible to perform it in less than an hour, as my Mistress wants me home on time for supper.
And now if you excuse me, I’ll get dressed again. I still have some work to do.
First of all: Blossom and I are living together now. We found ourselves a nice appartment, close to the center of town. It’s a duplex above a hairdresser. On the first floor it has a small kitchen, the living room and dining room and a toilet. On the second floor it has two bed rooms (one of which now is used as a study) and a bathroom (with bath and shower, boo yah!). That’s the great news for me.
Here comes the great news for you:
It seems I’m back to playing games. I told my Blossom about this site and what we played here. I was a bit anxious about what her reaction would be. Would she think I’m a pervert? She didn’t seem to mind. She asked me if she could see the site and spent quite some time browsing the blog. Then she asked me if I wanted to play some more. I said “sure” and I had to admit that I was happy that she asked. She said there would be one condition: when we played, she would be the Mistress and I would be the slave, all the time. I agreed.
So we played a game at home that during one week she would be in charge of my clothes while I was at home and we didn’t have any visitors over. I spent some time with now underwear, only underwear, topless, bottomless, in only a skirt, with underpants on my head and so on. She really proved to have a wicked imagination even with such a simple game like this. On sunday when we were home alone the entire day, she made me spent the day in only socks. Several pairs of socks even. And I got to wear one pair of socks on my feet even. Other places where I had socks: on my ears, on my hands, in my mouth, in my butt and in my vagina. The ones in my mouth, butt and vagina I didn’t have in all day, because they were really uncomfortable and my Mistress had some mercy for me.
She’s now planning a new kind of game, based on the games that Lila used to play. On Boxing Day we will be home together again. On that day I will become her slave once more, but not only her slave. She decided that I would be all of your slaves. You can all send in suggestions what I have to do or endure on that day. You can post your suggestions here, but if you want them to be secret for me, you can just send them to my Mistress at mistressblossom@gmail.com.
I’m sure I will regret agreeing to this…