Three years of growing together as Mistress and slave is worthy of a special celebration, considering it's a huge milestone for us both. For the occasion, we are planning a getaway to a place we both want to explore. A journey filled with the things that are connecting us on multiple levels.

In our special union, we keep pushing boundaries and making fantasies into realities. Our connection is a unique blend of Mistress/slave dynamic, nature appreciation and friendship. It's one of those things that shouldn't work, yet magically does. So, this time we're stretching it even further with an extended shared experience.

Right now, there are less than 2 months until the planning, preparation and packing culminates in explosive playtime. But first things first, getting down to the business of picking the right place. 

Place

At our first meeting, we discovered a shared appreciation of nature. He later sent me pictures from his four-wheel drive and camping trips to beautiful sceneries. Many of these came from Western Australia. Personally, I have been to Perth multiple times and always wanted the opportunity to explore more of the state. I also love visiting wineries and have been to many wine regions in Australia, except for Margaret River. 

When a direct flight opened from Sydney to Margaret River it seemed to be heaven sent at the right time for us to plan an adventure including all our favorite things. 

Planning and preparation 

I'm a sucker for lists. I have a list of equipment for playtime. An outfit list. A list of things I pack for myself. A list of places to visit and things to do. And a list in Google maps of places to go. And a list of areas where we might be uninterrupted in nature. 

Thankfully, slave has no other choice than to appreciate these lists. And to contribute when I ask for input. This way we can share our thoughts on the trip and co-create it as we go along. With my choice always being the final say in the activities of course.

Payment 

How can I put a price on a priceless experience? It is the most difficult thing for us both I believe. It should be easy, I should easily be able to ask for my worth. However, it becomes difficult in such a situation as it's not a normal session per se. So, I've made a proposal of a minimum amount and what that will cover in regards to playtimes and social times. Naturally, flights and accommodation and any travel expenses outside of that is covered immediately before the trip commences. 

Packing

One half of my large suitcase is dedicated to toys. The other half for clothing, shoes, boots, accessories, makeup, and toiletries. Then, there’s tripod and lighting in case of movie making.

To my pleasant surprise, slave had made a list of things that he can bring along to make things easier for me. 

Personal time

With all of my brain and physical power going into the planning of a one-of-a-kind experience, I'm going to need something to take my mind off it for a while as well. Balance is key. I will need time for meditation, exercise, swimming, journaling and just some general downtime by myself. 

Playtime

With time dedicated to spend with myself, I'm even more eager to get to the shared experiences.  This time we will be able to explore things both at the hotel and  outdoors in nature which is something we both wanted to do for as long as we have known each other. With slave taking on slave tasks in nature with picture proof on occasion. Nothing is set in stone as to when we do certain things, but we have a general idea of how approximately long we want playtimes to last. With the option of extension if desired, and full permission to flow wherever time and our connection takes us in the moment.

Memories for a lifetime 

Exactly what will happen during our time together is yet to be known. However, I know we will be making memories for a lifetime. How can I be so sure about that? Because of all the memories we've already made and the connection that's been built over years. That's how I know that taking it even a step further will only make even more magical memories for us. 

Until those memories are being made, everyday is a countdown until the trip. And that makes life a lot more exciting and interesting. And that feeling of waking up excited of what's to come is priceless. 

Tom Ford Liquid Lip Luxe deserves five stars after passing my Dominatrix test of conduct: a five hour baccanal fuck feast. 

My lips looked immaculate from the moment the first spit slowly dripped out of my lips to land down the throat of my gaping subs mouth. Fast forward through passionate moments of intense indulgence, sweat inducing fucking, foamy cocktails and oyster slurping. The color remained equally distributed and locked in place for five hours of fun.

Two long months had passed since our last session, so my sub and I started the night by popping a bottle of champagne. After slowly sipping on the first serving of bubbly golden nectar, I placed a black rubber collar around his neck, transforming him into my obedient slave for the night. When I allowed slave to have a second sip of champagne, I couldn’t tell our glasses apart, since my lipstick had left no mark. I continued drinking from both, serving slave sips directly from my lips. All while both glasses remained free from lipstick marks. 

As the session flowed from foot worship and spitting to discipline, the only redness on slave's face came from careful slaps, not my teasing kisses. As I spanked his willing ass, first with my hands, then with a flogger, followed by a heavy paddle, my grin grew progressively larger, yet the distribution of lipcolour remained the same. 

After sliding first one, then multiple lubed up fingers into slaves willing ass, it was time to fuck him with my BBC strapon, I entered his ass from behind, sliding my cock in slowly at first, making him feel every inch. I fucked him faster and faster until it become a full on cardio session and I felt drops of sweat roll down my face, down to my mouth where a salty drop rolled into my heavily breathing mouth.

I pounded slaves ass until an intense assgasm, followed by some moments of affection, before I had a shower to rinse off the sweat. I patted my face dry and put on some powder to conquer redness and shine. My lips still didn’t need a touch up. 

While I slipped into a tight knee length leather dress preparing for our mid session snack, slave followed my instructions, slipping a remote controlled vibrating anal plug inside his ass. I placed the tiny remote in my clutch and smiled my biggest smile yet thinking of controlling slave’s ass in public.

Downstairs at the hotel bar, we ordered citrus and tequila based cocktails that arrived with a foamy layer on top. After my first sip, I wondered if my lips would pass this test too as I licked the foam off them slowly while contemplating my subs fate. I forgot all about my lips as I stared deep into my submissive’s eyes while switching between pressing the ‘on’ button, increasing speed, changing vibration patterns and pushing the ‘off’ button. I giggled as I increased the intensity of the vibrations to level three at the same time as a plate filled with oysters was placed in front of us. My subs eyes barely twitched as his insides vibrated at the highest level. I felt a sense of pride over teaching him so well he could be brought out in public. I decided to let us both enjoy the food, so I switched off the vibrations while we alternated slurping up oysters with a lemon squeeze or vinaigrette.  

The rest of our time together flowed away like a long anticipated fantasy come true. I didn’t think of my lipstick again until I leaned back into the seat smiling with satisfaction in the back of an Uber. I pulled out a mirror to check my makeup and the post session selfie spoke for itself, messy post shag hair, glossy forehead, natural blush, faded eyeshadow and…flawless lips. Thank you Tom Ford.