The use of pigeons for sending messages was shared with him and he confirmed he would send some of the monks from Buchan to Inveraray to learn how thi... could be achieved.Satisfied they had done all they could; the friends took their leave of Scone and returned south. As they rode they continued their discussions, agreeing they would all have to maintain a high state of awareness and readiness in case Giric or Eochaid, or both, decided to move against them or the boy Kings. Murdoch was well. She laughed in only a way a brat can but sent a picture of her post flight water bottle. Deep down she just wants to be his good girl after all. They left in a really good place. She feels lucky to even have a chance. Sometimes, the ones who aren't your type ending surprising you the most. +++++++++++++++++++72% cacoaAt dinner last night I was playing footsie. I sent him a text asking if he knew what a chocolate swap was. (Where you make out with a square of chocolate in your mouth.) I. I have no clue what the time is, but Master leaves early in the morning, just the fact that there is light at all outside proves he is probably gone. I sit up, my naked back touching the freezing sting of the switched off radiator I am tied to. I had to sleep tied up because I had accidentally made a noise when I was told not to last night, during sex. I often have to sleep on the floor, or at the end of the bed, but if I’m bad I must sleep tied up. It wouldn’t be that bad a punishment if it. A cane I am guessing. Can't tell for sure, since I am blindfolded, gaged and have ear pugs in my ears. The whole sensory depravation is part of the session, makes the punishment that more intense. I cannot move, speak, see and hear anything. I am loving this."SMACK" AAAHHHH"He could not know that I switched the flogger for the bamboo cane. What with him being blindfolded, gaged and his hearing impared by earplugs. The lack of sensory imput makes the punishment I am delivering that much more.