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I'm one of the administrators, and the event planner.

I need to stop locking myself in my office.

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Thank you, Miss Hale. I think I may need to take some time off.

I need to stop locking myself in my office.

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I need to stop locking myself in my office.

Perhaps I do work too much.

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PM: Sandra Green has been responsible for two physically violent altercations with Elijah Webb since her arrival this weekend. She's currently being detained by the security team while Mr. Webb is confined to his room. My recommendation is that Miss Green be sent to the dungeon for punishment and an evaluation my Miss Ozertse for future counseling. Mr. Webb should receive at least a Level 1 punishment for striking back. Advise me of your thoughts.

PM: I'm not a fan of the dungeon, but if we can't get a suitable punishment for her, the dungeon will work. The counseling is a must. And as Mr Webb struck back, yes, he needs to be punished as well. Even in self defense, we cannot have participants striking others.

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Maybe we could travel to Spain, or Italy, or anywhere you'd like to go, ma chère. You and Dimitri can take turns picking.

Prepare to be swept away at some point in the future then, ma lumière.

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I'm sure Graham wouldn't miss me for a weekend.

Would you be able to get time off, ma lumière?

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Mmm, I wouldn't argue with you if you did.

Maybe I should plan to whisk you and Dimitri away again sometime soon.

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It was so nice to just spend time with you and not have to rush off to work. We need more times like that.

And we loved spending time with you, mon amour, especially considering you weren’t swamped with work the entire time.

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I definitely did. I twas nice to get away and just spend some time with my darlings.

Did you enjoy yourself, ma lumière?

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That smile tells me it was definitely a successful trip.

A few new pieces acquired, fantastic food eaten, feet sore from dancing … I’d say it was a successful trip.

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PM: Mistress, I apologize if I was anything but grateful recently. I know I've been in my own head, and that's my fault. I can't take responsibility for anything except for me, and I've been indignant and ornery and I can't ever make up for that. Thank you for loving me through it, and providing for me selflessly, even when it wasn't entirely comfortable for you. I love you. I love you more than the air I breathe or anything remotely providing sustenance. I love you, I love you, I love you. -D.

Dimitri, you've been in a weird headspace lately. There's nothing for you to apologize for, I promise. I will love you through every mood, every up, every down. I love you more than anything in my life, with the exception of Ariadne. I love you both so much. You are my world, Dimitri. Never forget that. x, Sarah

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I'd be happy to accompany you

So many museums in San Juan to explore this weekend, so little time.

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Sarah very rarely engaged in this kind of play. She knew the theories, and she knew the safety precautions that she needed to follow, but the actual practice intimidated her quite a bit. There were so many things that could go wrong, things that could impact the rest of Dimitri's life. But if this is what he needed, this is what she would do for him. Getting into the proper mindset was particularly important before a scene like this, not wanting to half-ass it and make his issues even worse. So before she joined him on the patio she took a few minutes to compose herself as she stood in her closet after donning her favorite lingerie set. While many dommes she knew preferred to wear things that clearly stated who had the upper hand, that had never been Sarah's goal. She liked to play up her feminine side while dominating her submissives, and that comfort would be needed as she stepped into the role. But after a few minutes of gathering herself she strode out onto the patio, exuding a calm sort of confidence. "Those pants need to go," she said in a voice soft as silk, but it carried weight behind it. Walking over to him and placing her hand beneath his chin, she gently raised it so she could look him in the eye. "Stand and remove them."

De-Emasculation || F2F || Mistress and Dimitri

Dimitri took great care in choosing the implements that Mistress was going to be using on him. He knew how she was feeling after the catastrophe that he had grown to call “the arrest,” and he certainly didn’t enjoy the idea of it either. In fact, he was reluctant to even say anything about the way he’d felt after the entire events of that night, but he’d been off, and it was his responsibility as Sarah’s submissive to tell her when things were wrong. He decided to give her an array of toys to choose from, and into a small bag, put a wire cock cage — always nice and painful when aroused — his wooden CBT crusher, the cock twitch stick, a parachute ball stretcher, and then a few necessary extras — flogger, cane, restraints so he could be bound to the series of pulleys and levels he’d installed on the patio for play purposes. He went to the patio and set everything up, methodically, even spreading a blanket out over the wicker loveseat in case he was in need of intense aftercare that couldn’t wait to be taken inside. He poured his Mistress a glass of water, knowing she would give him a few sips if he required, and began to undress. He neatly folded his t-shirt and put it to the side, but when he began to tug on the drawstring of his loose linen pants, he hesitated. He would leave this up to Mistress, if he should take them off, or if she wanted him clothed at the start. Nevertheless, he attached the restraints to the pulleys, snagged a pillow from the loveseat to plop on the ground, and he eased over it, kneeling, hands over his thighs and head hanging, waiting for the Mistress he craved more than anything.

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Before anyone accidentally discovers this. I feel like I'm not that different-looking.

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PM: I'm practically itching, Mistress. May Ariadne join?

PM: Of course, baby. Of course.