Sunday 29th November 2009

A busy but relaxing day starting off with a caning session first thing this morning. Not that I needed much warming up, the temperature was pretty warm from early on, a strong indication that We were in for a hot day. Just as well I had nothing else planned other than a relaxing munch at Tumbulgum Tavern in the Northern Rivers of NSW. slave tate was chauffeuring as usual and had been given the address a week before to familiarise himself with the route to the venue.

W/we were a little pushed for time as My session finished at 11am and the munch technically started at midday. With daylight saving across the border, that meant the earliest W/we could possibly get there was 1pm NSW time. W/we started off with a fabulous run until W/we got into NSW and My slave "thought" he knew which exit to take. After trying the first two exits to no avail, W/we returned to the motorway and eventually My slave discovered the road he was looking for which ended up being the third exit. As you can well imagine I was not at all impressed by this debacle as I expect My chauffeur to be far better prepared with directions.

W/we finally arrived at O/our destination where decisions had to be swiftly made for lunch orders and then I could sit back and relax with lovely glass of Chardonnay. I would deal with My slave after W/we returned from the munch. Despite the heat, a breeze across the Tweed River kept the discomfort at bay and it was wonderful to be in such great company with stimulating conversation. Three hours flew in no time at all and before We/we knew it, W/we were on O/our way back to My dungeon where My slave would be caned for stuffing up his drive to the venue.

At soon as W/we returned to My dungeon, there was no point in beating around the bush. My slave was ordered to strip off and wait in My dungeon where his sentence would be pronounced. I had decided that 12 strokes would be sufficient punishment for this offense and proceeded to dish out his cuts with My black cane without further ado. I should think that will serve him well in avoiding such a driving fiasco again in future.

With punishment completed and My slave redressed, he was dismissed from My presence to feel and ponder on the effects of his caning. I wonder how long it will be before he makes other punishable errors *eager grin*.