Unto Her Will

I shall be away for several days in Devon on business.  This was rather unexpected so I'm a bit pressed for time.  I will leave late this afternoon after attending to a few last necessary duties here. 

I want to thank all of the people who have graced my humble blog with their readership/friendship.  It means quite a lot to know that someone out there is looking in.  I have found all of your blogs very interesting and will continue to 'listen' with my eyes to all you write.

A few people, primarily outside of the blogging community, have asked about sending gifts for the Baby.  Upon careful consideration Ms has decided that donations in Celestia's name (Celestia Grace Rayne) to registered children's charities would be more appropriate.  Her reasoning is that between ourselves and our family members, Celestia is likely to have everything a child could possibly need or want.  Ms feels that it would be a wonderful way for Celestia to begin life, in the cause of helping others less fortunate than Herself.  Ms and myself will be making additional contributions to Great Ormand Street Hospital whose address is as follows:

GREAT ORMOND STREET HOSPITAL
GREAT ORMOND STREET
LONDON
WC1N 3JH

also I am making an additional contribution in Celestia's name to The Preschool Music Association whose details are:

THE PRESCHOOL MUSIC ASSOCIATION
CHARING CROSS CENTRE
17-19 ST. JOHN MADDERMARKET
NORWICH
NR2 1DN

Information about these registered charities as well as others may be found at: http://www.guidestar.org.uk

I've much to do today so I'm afraid my entry is a bit factual and not the least bit entertaining.  May you all have a pleasant weekend.

Ryan

                                          

All in the household are still tucked away in bed this morning apart from myself.  There are chores that must be gotten on with. 

Apart from Ms. Grace, who retired for the evening at 10pm, our company were awake into the wee hours of morning.  Nearly all our plans met with great success.  The only issues of concern were when the birthday banner collapsed nearly ruining the three tiered cake, and then when our resident cheeky monkey, Michael, lubricated his gluteus maximus and proceeded to slide down the banister at 3am, only to take a tumble onto the stair landing and attempt to meld his head with the wall.   No tremendous harm done, though there is a slight mark on the wall that will have to be seen to.  

It was a bit sad as he and I had indulged rather heavily in drink and all I could do was snigger at him lying there.  We weren't of a mind to assess the damage at that point and both laughed it off.  Mistress scolded us and after looking Michael over had me prepare a cold compress.  It was decided that he would live.   When I arose at 7 this morning I had a look at where he'd knocked his head.  There's a perfectly symetrical circle of palest blue and lavender shading on a nasty bump just above his right brow.  He won't be such a pretty boy for a week or so as I suppose the discolouration will likely worsen.

The celebrations were a success though.  Mistress was well pleased and even a bit surprised I believe.  After Ms. Grace retired for the evening our festivities moved on to the dungeon where an exciting time was had by all. 

A few of my readers may know that Michael experienced a 'first' last evening with regard to physical unions.  I am happy to report that he did very well.  He did say that once it was begun he enjoyed it, but the very beginning was a bit uncomfortable.  From all outward appearances during the session he appeared to find the exchange pleasurable.   Mistress was quite proud of him.  This is another significant milestone toward his becoming Beta.  That particular action led to others and all were satisfied numerous times over before we retired to Mistress' bed to sleep.

Yes, perhaps I should call it what it was.  An Intimate celebration of love and eroticism on the occasion of Mistress' birthday.  Next year we are scheduled to be on holiday for Her 40th.  I shall likely begin preparations for that months in advance.

Ryan

Ms inadvertantly helped the cause of Her birthday surprise by ordering Michael and myself to spend every waking (and sleeping) hour of the day together this week.  It has given us ample time to plot and plan.

So the day has finally arrived now and Michael and I are awake, well, perhaps I should say that one of us is awake.  The one who is now typing, that being me.  Michael is at this very moment sitting in the chair next to me, leaning quite heavily on my shoulder, his head becoming heavier with each moment that passes.  I shall have to remedy that and snap him to attention.

It is now half past four in the morning.  We have decorating to do.  Ms will surely wish to have Her traditional birthday lie in until at least 10am.  I'm counting on that.  We have much planned in the way of celebration and I feel fairly certain that our lovely birthday Dominant will be pleased.  She has stated that I am allowed to mention that She is 39 this day.

What would you imagine to do for a lovely Sadist on Her 39th birthday?  Give it some thought.  For now I must keep quiet about it but across the weekend I will try to give you the details.  It's all very exciting, as it is every year.

For any that have been concerned for Michael, he is doing much better than previously.  He and I have had many quiet times together to talk about everything that has happened since he has been here.  I still feel that he is an excellent candidate for beta.  He is concentrating his efforts on that goal.  I have told him that it is good to keep his aim sure, to focus on the future and make concious efforts to better himself in preparation for accepting the post in June.

I mustn't tarry here.  In truth this day is comparable to Christmas morning for children.  Now, if only I can stir Michael into action!

Ryan 

The past several days have been difficult. 

Michael found himself faced with a very big life decision with regard to whether he would remain on with us or break contract and leave to become the submissive of another Domme in the United States.  To say that this was hard on Michael (or any of us for that matter) would be putting it mildly.  It is my belief that he very nearly came to the point of an emotional breakdown.  Both MsV and I  have been very upset about the possibility of his leaving our family.  Fortunately he has elected to stay and continue on with his training.  He is still a bit heartbroken, as he had developed a feeling of closeness to the US Domme, but in the long run I feel sure he will not regret having made the decision to remain faithful to his word. 

He is indeed under contract for training currently, but it has always been MsV's intention to train and groom him to be Her beta submissive.  In the time that he has been with us we have quickly come to love him and to feel he is family.  His personality is perhaps just what our household needed.  He is cheeky and charming, but also very intelligent and gifted.  He is a wild mixture of pushing the limits and then falling back into line.  Perhaps in comparison to him I am a bit of a bore, lol.     

He and I have become extremely close in the past year.  Each of us, being only children in real life, do now consider ourselves brothers.  He is three years younger and has significantly less experience in our lifestyle, so it is with pleasure that I try to encourage him and help him in things he does not understand.  He has developed across the past year, learning more about respect, responsibility, charity, honour, and love in all of its many facets.  If he continues on course he will be a very striking young gentleman (no pun intended).

It is now under MsV's consideration that perhaps Michael and I should go away for a week to experience a time of retreat, refreshing of spirit, and brotherly bonding.  Occasionally it is good to take yourself out of the regular pace of life and onto a wayside for reflection.  A time to think deeply and muse; a time to consider life and set our course in a worthy direction.  It was my suggestion and currently the matter rests with Mistress. 

I should bring this to a close now as I must finish my assigned chores before the evening meal.  My parents will join us tonight as it is Mothering Sunday.  I do hope that all mothers across the UK are being appreciated today for all they do to enrich the lives of their children.

Ryan  

We've experienced several very beautiful days, beginning with Thursday of last week here in East Anglia.  Refreshing milder temperatures and delicious sun.  How we have missed it through the darker days of winter. 

MsV and I have enjoyed daily excursions around the grounds taking in all the signs of Spring.  Michael and I were tasked with planting a new rose garden across the weekend.  A variety of colours will be featured.  We had ordered several shades of pink, yellow and red but Ms has now decided that She would be pleased to also have a coral shaded rose and a few dual tone double delights.  

Initially the task was assigned to Michael alone.  Ms felt that Michael had been a bit glum of late.  It was Her feeling  that perhaps a bit of physical labour might be just the thing to get him sorted.  All the specific instructions were given to him and yet he still managed to begin in the wrong place. 

He began digging in the lily bed and in record time succeeded in uprooting all the bulbs and chopping them to bits.  When I discovered him in the midst of this folly I inquired as to what in bloody hell he thought he was doing.  To this he responded, 'This place is full of onions, Ryan.'  Dear heavens what shall we do with this boy?

He did finally manage the correct location for the new rose garden after I got him started.   I continued to lend my hand to the task until it was completed.

This blunder with the lillies shall be remedied as soon as the replacement bulbs arrive.  I am not completely sure they will bloom this year now, but one can hope.  My mother, the consummate gardener, feels they will.

Last evening I was allowed to entertain four of my fellow musicians here.  It is seldom that MsV will allow outsiders onto the estate.  As I have stated before, Ms is a very private person and enjoys most company of Her own choosing.  To have allowed four men who were strangers to Her into Her home was most gracious of Her.  Being a lover of music Herself, She made several requests for particular pieces which we gladly obliged.  I think our flautist, Algenon, was particularly impressed with the house and with Mistress.  It was a lovely time.

We are still enjoying our lovely house guest, Ms Grace.  I could listen to Her stories for hours on end.  It is all quite fascinating to hear tales of the civil rights movement in the United States from a woman who experienced that era in the 60's in the heart of the deep south.  She is a delightful woman with deep inner strength and I must say I admire Her greatly.

MsV has begun wearing Her maternity clothing as the bump becomes more prominent.  Such a reminder for the both of us, but certainly more for Her than I since Celestia's home for the time is within Her.  I will venture to say that MsV is more lovely than ever I have seen Her.  She might disagree, but I feel that the pregnancy becomes Her.  She is still the strong dominant Woman She has always been but the tender side, the softer femininity, seems to come to the fore as each week of the gestation passes.  She is the essence of beauty in a myriad of ways.  My heart is yet again taken with Her.

Ryan