Saturday, August 30, 2014

Settling In

It doesn't take Mistress and her devoted slave much time to settle into the rhythmn of life out here in the high desert. Sure we wake a little earlier than normal - it's still dark out here now with the milky way on full display - but the early rise makes plenty of time for wake up sex, a long bike ride through beautiful vistas and then breakfast.

Slave found Mistress some gluten free muffins yesterday morning at the local cafe, which put me in her good graces for most of the day. And I was rewarded with the opportunity to smear sunscreen on those delectable curves as she law in the sun on our patio, reading her kindle.

Of course the early wake up and all this fresh air makes an afternoon nap de rigeur. And what's the point of being in bed late in the afternoon, the mountains on full display through our bedroom window, without some sexual indulgence after some shut eye. I guess you could call it two rounds of wake-up sex.

Mistress's work-a-day cock was more than ready to find its path through the clean shaven folds I had prepared with the dedicated ministrations of my tongue and lips, and Mistress was particularly generous in allowing me the privilege twice in one day.

It almost made me feel sorry for the cuckold over at the The cuckolder, who has been confined to his cock cage for several days now, with Marc apparently in charge of setting the terms of his parole.  But then I suppose there are certain benefits in deferred gratification. However, if this goes on past Labor Day we may want to consider putting in a call to Amnesty International. At some point does cock confinement constitute a human rights abuse?  I wish we had Suzanne around to weight in on this.

Speaking of cucking, as we enjoyed a pre-dinner sunset out on our front portal, Mistress was texting with D about the dynamics of a prospective relationship. D seems to be both intrigued and confused about how all this works. Maybe we can get Marc to put on a seminar. Sort of a kinky version of all those motivational seminars that tour the heartland. Mistress and slave would be happy to play their parts. It has to be more fun than billing by the hour!

Friday, August 29, 2014

Answering a Few Questions

We arrived late but happy to our SW hideaway, stopping along the way for some al fresco dining on the patio of a favorite northern New Mexican restaurant about halfway from the airport. The air was fresh, cool  and free of the soupy humidity of late summer in River City, with just a hint of fresh sage from the dry scrub of the region.

As we enjoyed our late supper and the tableside made guacamole that Mistress was longing for she engaged in some light hearted texting with D, who has been reading the blog and had more than a few questions about the seemingly exotic lifestyle of Molly and mick.

She shared a few of his questions, and I know she answered but maybe I should too, if only for blogfodder, and before Mistress wakes for her morning worship.

"He wants to know if I really call you Slave all the time....."

Well, not when the kids or other vanilla folks are around, but yes, Mistress does regularly refer to me in an endearing way as her Slave. Our long lost blogger pal Suzanne would often say I am a pretty pampered house Slave, but my duties extend to yard work too!

I get a sense that Mistress likes to call me Slave and does so whenever she can. It's been nice when on those rare occasions we can spend time with those who know about our secret identities and she can be free with my "title" in a more public setting.

"He wants to know how anyone can go from Dom to cuckold. I told him we sort of did that...."

Well on that account, I probably have a different perspective.  In the earlier days of our relationship, rolling back the clock to the late 1980's and the 1990's, we would play occasional bondage and spanking games, where Slave always would be the top....  We still do the occasional switch days (check out the contract) where Mistress finds herself in some restrained positions, or with a red bottom.

See these examples (I know everyone likes pictures!)

And there was this opportunity for a cold weather cropping a few years back that caught the WC's eye, leading him to conclude that we were  in his neck of the woods:

It's clear that Mistress enjoys these opportunities to be on the bad side of the crop or the palm of my hand. But these forays into BDSM sex play did not mean ol' Mick was a Dom. Otherwise we had a very "democratic" relationship, though I suspect my age advantage had me taking the lead on some matters in our lives.

It wasn't until around 2008 that it became obvious that it was time for Mistress to take the reigns in matters sexual in our relationship. We negotiated and signed the contract. Mistress had the power to lock my cock away at her discretion. And we discovered that the dynamics of her having the freedom to take other lovers was a turn on for both of us. Who knew?

But of course, she still has the subliminal urge from time to time for a "take charge" guy in the bedroom, as our posting a while back about her "Want Ad for a Part Time Dom", describes.  But it's not been too easy to find that guy. Mistress can be a little intimidating, but she does have that submissive side available for one who can exploit and cultivate it.

And what's wrong with a little variety?

Thursday, August 28, 2014

HNT: Headed West

Mistress and Slave are jetting out of River City this afternoon for some Labor Day R & R at our SW hideaway. And I am somewhat relieved to have a break from my corresponding secretary duties with her AM profile shut down for now. AM uses travel to create the impression that a hot chick like Molly is just about everywhere, filling her in box with requests to see her "private showcase", and entreaties to hook up on the way through town.  Clearly the supply vs. demand ratio is way overmatched on AM. In the last few weeks Mistress has been offered flights to the west coast, and even a trip to Luxembourg with a guy she only met for dinner.

"I can't imagine flying to Europe with a person you've never even spent the night with Mistress. What if he has some really annoying grooming habits - like clipping his toe nails in bed?"

"Exactly, Slave..... way too soon for that sort of thing...."

We are looking forward to dinner with D, who seems to be at the top of Mistress's list for further investigation.  He even messaged me on Facebook yesterday. I told him not to be too intimidated by Molly because "she puts her panties on one leg at a time...."  But I can imagine the heady effect of a first encounter with Mistress. After all, it happened to me too, way back in the days of Mike Dukakis!

We are looking forward to our time away, in the last days of summer. Nights will likely be cool. We will get to draw down that large stock of pinon we put in last year this time for some roaring fires in the Keva fireplaces.  But during the day, I suspect Slave will get more than an eyeful of Mistress soaking up the sun, just like this:
If you all beg Mistress politely, she might allow me to share some of those images!

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

More On Mistress's New Suitor

Last night, in bed, Mistress updated me on the latest developments.

"We traded a few texts, Slave.... I think he liked being in the blog."

"Glad, he was amused, Mistress...."

"And he seems to be interested in meeting you."

"I look forward to it... it's always fun to be able to talk to a blog fan, someone who knows all the dirty little secrets we don't share with all of our vanilla friends....but here's the real question.... does he want to fuck you, Mistress?"

"He seems to, Slave."

"And do you want to fuck him?"

"Hmmmm...... I think I do, Slave . . .  does that bother you?"

"Who am I to object...."

"Exactly,  Slave.... exactly."