San Francisco trip continued…

Sunday was wonderful brunch with MistressMadame, realservitude, and alspir from fs.net. It was really fun getting to chat in person with people I’ve chatted with online. It’s interesting, too, everyone was just how I thought they’d be in person! And funnily enough it was like I’d known them forever. I suppose that’s not surprising, I’ve always said that online isn’t that different than real life. It is, after all, just another way of communicating.

We chatted about the fetish, the sites we’re on, gossiped about some of the people on the sites, talked about the economy, about some of our individual experiences. And afterwards, real and MM and I went window shopping. (I must say, it’s a measure of my self-control and respect for Zorsha that I didn’t revert to my standard operating procedures with real there. Imagine!! Me … shopping with a foot worshiping sub… and not demanding shoes. I impressed myself. Um… the next day I made suigeneris make up for that… but I’m getting ahead of myself.)

Unfortunately, I’d picked up a cold and started feeling a little punkish after a few hours, so I headed back to the hotel. My little suig was still at work. So I ordered hot tea with honey from room service, changed into my pj’s, curled up in bed and took a nice long nap.

I ended up sleeping the entire afternoon and evening away. When I woke up, I sent my little pet out with a list of items to get for me. Hot tea, medicine, and Tom Gha Kha (a spicy chicken lemongrass Thai soup that I love). Since it was 10 pm on a Sunday night, I’m sure it was not the easiest quest for him to find everything I demanded, but he didn’t complain and brought back everything I demanded.

When he got back, I had him rub my feet for hours and hours and hours while I watched t.v. and rested. Even though I was feeling crummy, having a boy to wait on me hand and foot (literally) made it much better. As I got sleepy, I finally let him go to sleep to rest for a bit before having to wake up early to work again in the morning.

I slept in, and went down to Pier and Chinatown to shop and lunch with friends in the area. I found a few fun trinkets in an antique store and some adorable sweaters. When suig got home from work, we went out shopping. We revisited some of the same spots I’d window shopped on Sunday with real and MM. I especially wanted to hit the Kenneth Cole store to get the foxy purple heels I’d fallen in love with.

The salesboy at the store was so funny, he seemed a bit flustered by how I strode into the store and went straight to the shoes I wanted, handed him the shoes and said I wanted to see them in my size. I tried them on, they fit and they looked even sexier on my feet than on the shelf, so I said, “I’ll take them.” He asked, “You don’t want to see any other shoes, you’re sure these are the ones you want?” I’m a decisive shopper. I know what I want when I see it.

He took them to the counter and I said, ‘He’s paying,” nodding towards suig. Luckily for suig’s pride, I hadn’t stolen his wallet this trip, so he didn’t have to beg for it in order to pay. (The last time we’d shopped, in NYC earlier this year, I’d taken everything from the poor pet so that he had to ask for permission to even use his own wallet or phone or keys hahahaha)

We did a little more shopping, but the only other thing I wanted was the Coach Charity boots that I’d been eying for a while, and that suig had begged to buy me. (oh, forgot to mention the begging hahahaha… the night before while he was massaging and kissing my feet, he’d tremblingly asked if he could buy me the Coach boots I wanted! I graciously said he could.)

Unfortunately, they didn’t have the boots, so I commanded suig to go to the other location and see if they had them in stock, and if not to order them and have them mailed to me. (Which is what he did. He’s such a good boy. And P.S., I’m LOVING them!!!! They are my FAV winter boots…. well, maybe tied with the Calvin fetish ankle platform black patent ones… they’re 2 different kinds of hot. (also sent by suig! such a good boy!)

We stopped in for dinner at a cute little sushi spot and had a nice quiet dinner. Oh, funniest thing, I had talked to hypnotoy earlier in the week, at the VERY last minute before I left for my trip (when everything was already planned to the minute) that he’d be in San Francisco while I was there. He hoped, of course(!), that we could get together while we were both in town. Unfortunately for him, my schedule + fighting cold = nope. But on our way to dinner, we passed hypnotoy’s hotel. We had dinner a block away from his hotel. I kinda liked knowing that he was just minutes away, pining away for me. (… ouchies…)

We went home early since I still felt icky-ish and I dropped suig into a deep trance and made him worship my feet for hours more. I seriously recommend having a devoted, hypnotized, complete submissive boy around when you’re feeling icky. Perfect for getting you anything you want and pampering you in any way you like. DEFINITELY makes the yucks of being sick much more bearable! I should of kidnapped him away back home with me when I left the next morning, actually. I’m sure he could have explained it away some how the next week. (“I was abducted by aliens.” “I had amnesia, no idea where I was or what I was doing.” or he could just tell the truth: “I was crawling around my Mistress’ house as her little errand bitch until she felt better.” hahaha)

He wound up catching my cold when he got home. There was a moment when he was on the floor and I was literally walking across him, where I leaned over and was talking to him. I remember thinking I wanted to spit in his mouth. Yanny, just because I could. HAHAHA *evil*… but I thought, no, I’m sick. And I didn’t. If I’d known he’d get sick anyway I totally woudln’t have denied myself. Poor pet, he’s totally getting spit on the next time I see him!!!

So that sums up the San Francisco trip: shopping, tormenting boys (suig is still recovering, I think… he was a bit devastated that I made him sign his comment on the first 1/2 of my trip summary as my ‘bitch’… hahaha I love, love, love devastating him that way!! I could wax poetic for ages on how beautifully I’ve broken him down and molded him to my will, and he is so perfectly obedient. And about how I’ve allowed him to continue his life so that no one knows what he and I know, that in his heart of hearts, he belongs to ME! xoxo), good food, fun, beautiful weather, and an icky cold. I’m looking forward to returning sometime when I feel better, and when I can stay longer!!

ta for now!