Oatmeal, Caviar & Porn

Sometimes you just need to give in when the universe is insisting that you be decadent. I worked out this morning (ok, maybe 1pm isn't morning to most people, but it is for Me) as I've been doing for the last couple of weeks and then headed over to the Cupping Room for brunch. First I ordered oatmeal, then I tried to order cottage cheese and berries. Though both were on the menu, neither was available today. There went My well-behaved intentions, I finally ordered and received the caviar & cream cheese omlette. Oh yes, it was divine. Spent the afternoon completely off from My personal assisting duties but totally on as their nanny. Just played with the kids. So much fun! We made up silly songs including the "I'm a drummin' on your belly" that had the three of up bopping eachother on the head and stomach to a tune the girl came up with.

You would be even more amused or bewildered at this afternoon's antics if you were privy to the games I played 12 hours prior with a slave that I walked into a magazine shop with so he could pull some cash out of the ATM. We stood next to the porno racks and there were The Vault and Dominant Mystique. I asked him if he was familiar with these magazines or had ever bought one. He told Me he had looked at them but never bought one. I whispered something about him not having the balls to do it on his own. I then instructed him to purchase the Vault and then Thank Me. As the counter guy made his change, he turned to Me, inclined his head and nearly whispered, "thank you for giving me permission to buy this magazine...Mistress" As the counter guy handed him back his change, the guy said thanks, to Me not My slave.