Well a holiday comes to an end. Blissful – for me. So many orgasms! Almost every day bitch-boy received a prolonged deterrent punishment to get the day going, and ‘get me going’, not that I needed it. Pissed on each afternoon, left in sensory deprivation for a couple of hours upstairs all alone, colouring in with his dolly – outdoors for two or three hours, doing the laundry and ironing, teasingly – in secure sensory bondage on the sofa – having his boy’s bits played with for over an hour every day while I watched a number of DVD’s throughout my break.
No breakfast, no lunch for bitch-boy. All the driving. All the tidying up in the kitchen. The list goes on. bitch-boy will be glad to be home and me return to work, so he can have his break! But my giving up work is moving closer. Lucky bitch-boy will then have my supervising, exploiting company 24/7/365 – lucky slave.
And I used my leisure to write and I have already drafted 37.000 words on my Manual. About a third done I imagine. Can’t wait to publish it in a few months time.