The perils of daring each other

Following on from the previous post...

Miss Eve requested that Mistress and I both write a blog post on the "perils of daring each other". Firstly I'd like to point out that, rather than dare her, I warned her against doing it -- I did mention there could be dire consequences (or something like that; I'm sure I said it wasn't the best idea; she even admits in her own blog that I didn't dare her) -- and I did even capture photographic evidence of her misbehaviour...

But still, we do have this little habit of daring each other to do things; especially when it comes to amusing Miss Eve; because who doesn't love putting a smile on the face of Miss Eve? And I'm fairly sure we always put a smile on Miss Eve's face.

But there are perils involved, of course. With amusement comes a requirement to not be seen to be encouraging bad or bratty behaviour -- especially when you're in a position like Miss Eve is.

Sadly, we don't seem to remember that when we're both sat in the living room, sniggering over our keyboards, giggling about how funny it all is and how amused Miss Eve will be.

And so the perils of daring each other -- on the rare occasion that we do -- are that we'll end up being punished by Miss Eve. Which means, in this case, not being allowed to finish off 50 Linden Friday, or hit some other event before bedtime, or possibly even skip around L$60 tomorrow morning -- at least for the first hour or however long the timers are on our cells (if Miss Eve even left the timers running).

I'm sure we've learnt our lesson. There's no way we'd trade liberty for a chance to amuse Miss Eve ever again.

And we both *hate* being locked in a cell!

Well shit!

So, earlier this evening, Mistress and I attended a dance at VT. As usual the set was built by Miss Eve and, as usual, it was a vision of perfection. Every prim in its proper place. Every bit of mesh carefully chosen. Every texture and material layer carefully considered. No changes needed. No additions requires.

Mistress, against my advice, decided that it needed a little... something.

Fast forward an hour and, just after the dance, we're out shopping when it becomes very clear that Miss Eve had noticed Mistress' "enhancement". The order that came though was very clear: we had to both get home and get into our cells (as I've mentioned on this blog before, we built custom ones for our house and we have one each).

Mistress sent me home to mine right away (thanks to the wonders of the Z&A Sub HUD) but she.... was slow to get to hers. So, trying to follow Miss Eve's orders, I sent Mistress a force TP to to my cell.

Sadly that didn't go down so well with Miss Eve either. And because the cell is a Z&A cell it does the right thing and stops you from TPing someone out of it. So now I couldn't send Mistress to hers, she couldn't open the door (obviously -- we were both inside it). We were....stuck and unable to follow Miss Eve's very clear order.

Thankfully, again down to the brilliant design of Z&A cells, Miss Eve is on the whitelist and can always operate our cells (in case we both get stuck in them). So we had to ask her to come over and rescue us.

Which she did.

Miss Eve was then kind enough to open the doors, drag Mistress out and into her own cell, then close the doors and lock them both; leaving us with strict instructions to write two blog posts each. This being the first of them, this one being the one to describe the "clusterfuck" (as Miss Eve so delightfully put it) that was us trying to follow a simple order.

The second is to come...

VT spring colours dance

Yesterday Miss Eve kicked off a new week of themed dances at VT with a party whose theme was "Spring Colours". While the invite said there was no real dress code -- the theme was more for the music than anything -- people were invited to dress in ways that made them feel spring-like, or that involved spring-like colours.

I tried my best to convince Mistress that black is a very spring-like colour but she was having none of it and told me she'd be deciding my outfit for me and that it'd likely involve pink!

Thankfully, I didn't need to worry too much as she ended up picking a rather "me" outfit in the end, I thought.

While dancing away I did my usual thing of letting my camera wander and taking photos of those around us. You can see the results in an album over on imgur.

That wasn't quite the end of my might though. Apparently I'd been a little cheeky to Mistress (in a nice way, of course) and she felt it needed dealing with when we got home. So when we got back I was dropped in my cell, stripped of my new dress, had a set of cuffs slapped on me and locked in them and in the outfit!

So that's how I've woken up this morning, cuffed in a cell with a timer set but no way of seeing it, locked in what I'm (almost not) wearing, and with no prospect of being able to dress again until late on tonight when I next see Mistress.

This could be a chilly day!

VT dressed in black party

Yesterday afternoon Mistress and I went to the VT dance with Purple as the DJ, the theme being "Dressed in Black". DRESSED IN BLACK! This is my dance. This is MY theme! I was so excited. Plenty of options to choose from, almost too many to choose from. First choice was if I should go as Antony or Toni. Mistress decided I should go as Toni and then told me that she had already decided what I'd be wearing. *gulp*

She'd decided that I should wear something that she'd strongly hinted I should buy from the Black Fashion Fair a couple of days before. I protested. I requested something different. I might even have begged at one point. Nothing made a difference.

And then Mistress finally blew me away by gifting me something I've being wanting for a while now but just haven't got around to buying.... a pair of Bax Regency Boots! <3

Mistress dressed in something a little more modest; a lovely rubber-effect knee-length dress (which, unfortunately, managed to pick up and reflect some green-tinted light in the dance build so never quite looked black the whole dance).

As usual, while dancing, I allowed my camera to roam and catch images of those dancing around us. You can find those photos in an album over on imgur.

At some point during the dance Mistress appears to have decided that she liked this outfit she chose for me so much that she actually locked me out of being able to change clothing or add/remove attachments. Until I next see her, and more to the point until she decides to unlock clothing, I'm "stuck" like this.

I can think of worse states of dress to be in, I guess. And I imagine it'll make for a nice welcoming sight once Mistress wakes... ;)

VT satin and lace dance

Yesterday afternoon Mistress and I headed over to VT for the dance with Purple as the DJ. This time the theme was "Satin & Lace". The idea being to dress up in something that included one or both materials. Having done the whole lingerie thing as Toni (and even less as her) it seemed fun to swap back to being Antony and embrace the lace.

And embrace it I did. :)

Mistress also went full-on lacy too with an amazing dress and I think we looked like a great matching couple.

Around this point I made what I thought was an hilarious joke in private chat. To be fair, it did get a giggle from Mistress but, seeing as how it was at her expense, she saw fit to reward my humour with some, erm, public correction. So on went a spreader bar and a Z&A Metal Yoke!

Then Mistress decided that that wasn't enough and she added a branch gag.

Although not visible in the above photos, she also saw fit to add a pair of ball mittens too. I spent the last half hour or so of the dance locked in a state that made dancing appear very.... difficult; on top of this I was also unable to communicate well. I was even denied touch such that I couldn't select dances or even tip Purple! (I actually had to pass my tip to Mistress so she could pay the tip jar for me).

Eventually it was time for us to head home and Mistress said goodbye and announced that she had to lock me up in my cell. She wasn't kidding either.

She was kind enough to remove the gag, and also to check that I had the bare minimum abilities so I could help a customer if necessary (so pretty much the ability to IM and to look at items in my inventory) and then she locked me in my cell.

So this is how I woke up this morning, locked in my cell with pretty much everything (including inventory) restricted until the (invisible) timer runs down.

Even when the timer does run down and I get out there's not much I'm going to be able to do. The spreader bars make walking very difficult and the yoke and mittens are denying all useful forms of touch.

I might think twice before making a joke at Mistress' expense in future.

Might. ;)

VT anything goes party

Mistress and I generally only go out dancing on the grid on Wednesdays (VT, with Purple as the DJ), Fridays (VT, with Miss Eve as the DJ) and alternate Saturdays (Raven Park, with Miss Eve as the DJ). The rest of the time we're either tinkering with builds, galloping around shops and events, trying on demos, actually shopping or just creating mayhem and generally having a good time.

Yesterday we made a small exception. While we did still do some build-tinkering and demo-trying, we saw a notice that Miss Eve would be playing a Monday set at VT and that it was on the ground. On the ground at VT means "anything goes" in terms of outfits (and especially lack of outfits) and behaviour (within reason, of course).

Mistress fancied a change of pace and seemed to like the idea of minimal clothing for dancing and.... who was I to disagree?

My initial suggestion for my outfit was that, perhaps, I could wear the new thing I'd got from R2 at the current C88. Mistress was all for that! However, I made the mistake of putting on the "bra" and "pants" (such that they are) first, to which Mistress said "that'll do, add shoes and your tattoo and you're done". After that she RLV-locked me so I couldn't change anything and that was me for the night.

(actually, that wasn't me for the night -- as the night went on she even force-removed what little I did have covering me)

While it was hard not to cam Mistress rather hard (she did look amazing and I was a little envious of her outfit) I did let my camera wander and photograph those around us. You can find the photos over on imgur.

As for when we got home.... when we logged out Mistress still had me locked down without clothing. So, this morning, I've logged in and have to go about Z&A business locked naked except for a pair of heels and some wrist cuffs, with no ability to dress or change until I next see Mistress.

This could be a fun day!