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So wasted (not in the alcoholic sense). Made it to bed about 4:30, woke up about 8, forced myself to doze until about 10:30 when my mother rang.
Typo rate way high.
Last night was the "Slave Auction" party fundraiser. I had my eye on a couple of lots, and after last year I conservatively budgeted what I though was enough money to be reasonably sure of getting one of them. I'd promised one young lady that I'd do my best to see she made 3 figures - tho' I didn't expect that to be a problem ;)
Instead, prices were very reasonable and with my willingness to bid what, precedentally, were mid-range prices I wound up with three very attractive slaves at bargain prices. Between them, my purchases owned another 3 slaves, so utilising tree theory (which states that any slave owned by one of your slaves is also subject to you) I accumulated six. (My record is 7, but that lot didn't like haveing a spanner thrown in the works of their "all buy each other" game and were very disobedient).
Two immediately requested that their duty period be moved to the 48-hour party later this month, which I was more than happy to aquiesce to. One will have left the country by then so I was still catered for last night. This extended to some errand running and a very pleasurable back massage - which probably contributes to the steamroller effect. Myy back itches like crazy this morning - either many re-awakened nerves or an allergy to the oil I suspect. I took a raincheck on the private photoshoot (chainmail bikini - mmmmm....) as she was enjoying the dancefloor so much that I would have felt guilty dragging her away. There'll be a time for that somewhere in the next couple of weeks :)
I feel motivated to do constructive stuff today, but can't summon the energy. More Zangband.
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"We've got to give in to the powers that be; the angel in you and the devil in me."
Typo rate way high.
Last night was the "Slave Auction" party fundraiser. I had my eye on a couple of lots, and after last year I conservatively budgeted what I though was enough money to be reasonably sure of getting one of them. I'd promised one young lady that I'd do my best to see she made 3 figures - tho' I didn't expect that to be a problem ;)
Instead, prices were very reasonable and with my willingness to bid what, precedentally, were mid-range prices I wound up with three very attractive slaves at bargain prices. Between them, my purchases owned another 3 slaves, so utilising tree theory (which states that any slave owned by one of your slaves is also subject to you) I accumulated six. (My record is 7, but that lot didn't like haveing a spanner thrown in the works of their "all buy each other" game and were very disobedient).
Two immediately requested that their duty period be moved to the 48-hour party later this month, which I was more than happy to aquiesce to. One will have left the country by then so I was still catered for last night. This extended to some errand running and a very pleasurable back massage - which probably contributes to the steamroller effect. Myy back itches like crazy this morning - either many re-awakened nerves or an allergy to the oil I suspect. I took a raincheck on the private photoshoot (chainmail bikini - mmmmm....) as she was enjoying the dancefloor so much that I would have felt guilty dragging her away. There'll be a time for that somewhere in the next couple of weeks :)
I feel motivated to do constructive stuff today, but can't summon the energy. More Zangband.
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"We've got to give in to the powers that be; the angel in you and the devil in me."
