I returned from my Valentines Vacation in Upstate NY. As I mentioned one of my slaves purchased me an all inclusive resort and spa package. I flew into Syracuse. WOW there was so much snow. I picked up my rental and drove with white knuckles to the resort. My slave was coming for a visit the following day. I wanted to arrive early get settled in.

At one time I lived in the Adirondacks where temperatures easily dipped below zero. New York is a beautiful state and I do go back often to visit, however after too many ice storms, way too much snow and when the weather actually dropped below - 20 I decided that it was a wonderful place to visit but I would never live there again. Seeing all this snow reminded me of that.

The resort was very upscale and private. My room had a fireplace, HUGE Japanese soaking tub, big comfy bed and simply perfect!

The next morning I had breakfast in bed and began my day of pampering by 11AM. Pedicures, manicures, massage, facials and more. Two whole days of bliss. When I arrived back in my room that evening I found my slave naked, collared kneeling and waiting for me to return. I asked him how long he had been kneeling and waiting. He confessed that he had been looking out the window waiting for me to walk up the pathway. Still it took a lot of checking and anticipating for my greeting. I know that he had been there at least 3 hours waiting, counting the moments and wondering where I was. I decided at the last minute to join a few ladies I had met in the spa for a glass of wine. I admit that I fought my evil streak to humiliate my slave in front of these women. If I would have thought that he would pick up my room phone I probably would have. As I sipped my wine I thought about making him dress in his slut whore clothes, 6 inch heels and wobbling across the snow covered path to the bar. Of course I would be a fly on the wall watching him carrying out all of my instructions. He would walk by our table, drop something and then bend over to reveal his dangling balls under a micro mini or some other ridiculous pose. Although he is a sweet transvestite he doesn’t fully pass for a girl. Anyhow I sipped my wine and entertained my fantasies in my own head. I knew the weekend was still young.

So here he is naked, collared and on my floor. That all was about to change quickly. Within 30 minutes we had him completely dressed and available. I love watching him try to walk in those 6 inch heels. He really can’t do it but tried like hell. I love how flustered he gets when I tell him to hurry up knowing that he can only move like a Chinese woman with wrapped feet.

Once he was all dressed he poured me champagne and ordered room service. The waiter first came to bring a table and linens. He tired hard not to look at my Priscilla but I caught him looking out the corner of his eye. He hurried to set the table and then left to go fetch our dinner. This time he invited a friend to help him carry over a few courses. His friend was another one of the wait staff but a pretty little blonde. She made no attempt to hide her stares at Priscilla. In fact she seemed to enjoy it all and smiled at me a few times. The waiter placed the food on the table. He turned with the check and of course Priscilla had to walk over to him and sign it. This waiter was literally shaking. I was trying so hard not to bust out laughing and I could tell that Priscilla was also shaking.

Priscilla served me my food, poured my wine, brushed my hair and rubbed my feet. I decided it was time for dessert only this time I was going to place Priscilla in a more compromising position for our guest. I tied Priscilla to the bed, legs in the air, crotch exposed and hands tied. I then called for an order of Crème Brulee. The waiter returned again with his blonde girlfriend. She stood at the door glaring in at helpless Priscilla while her buddy sat the coffee and desserts on the table. Unable to sign the check I did it for Priscilla signing it “Priscilla Pussy Queen”. Of course you had to read hard to see it.

I had a fantastic time with Priscilla and I know he had a great time too. We normally get together a few times a year but we talk often enough to keep the relationship hot. When we do finally see each other there is a definite bond we share and our fantasies just seem to fall into place.

The flight home was horrible with delays. From Syracuse to VA its less then a two hour flight, however they have to first fly you to Detroit to change planes? This just makes no damn sense. From now on any of my slaves that want to take me on a trip you better book FIRST CLASS & direct flights only! The only way I’m spending 6 hours on a plane in one day is flying to Europe or the South Pacific. I really want to go to Italy & New Zealand.

Priscilla thank you for a wonderful time. I look forward to our trip this fall.

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