Our Western Correspondent's SOC Makes a Special Guest Appearance

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Here at the UCTMW World HQ, Mistress had a lunch time visit from K, her younger "backburner".

"It was a little hectic, Slave. We had two painters on two walls outside of our house, making all sorts of noise, as we were engaged in our own raucous activity here in this bed."

As I worshiped her clean shaven folds following my ride home from work,  Mistress gave me a brief overview of their session.

"He was only here about an hour, but we actually did it twice. "

"That's one advantage of being 40 rather than 63, Mistress."

"He wanted me to suck his cock, Slave..... and ride it too."

"Who can blame him Mistress.... you do both of those things very skillfully."

"And he says it might be interesting to have you watch him fuck me...."

Hmmmm. Now that's a new development. I've listened to them do it, during one of those sleepovers a few years back.... but never watched.  

"That could be a little weird, Slave".

"Something to think about though, Mistress."

But today's blog is really about a dispatch from our Western Correspondent, who apparently has been drafted to add a little spice to a friend's relationship with her own younger lover. Well, at least his Special Occasion Cock has been drafted....

 Well as this is a cuckolding blog 

I have a story

A good friend of mine is a lady named S

You know her story Molly....

I have know her since grad school

And office shared with her over the years

Including now

We have always flirted with one another

But nothing else

She is also friends with my wife

But 

We always discussed  her sex life as she is single and her sex life is more interesting  than my own ...

Anyway she got a new boy toy last year

He had been after her for years

But he is 20 years younger than her

So S told me that she is very happy with her new boy as "His dick is always hard"!

Well.......that is good I always said!

But S called me last week and said the boy wants to be cuckolded!!

Well nothing wrong with that I said

I have a friend named Molly who is very happy cuckolding her husband

And she loves her husband  more than anybody

Well 

S said

I don't love him but I want to keep him happy

I just want to keep getting fucked whenever I want!

Then she said 

Will you send me a dick pic so I can show him

So for the first time ever I sent a dick pic to somebody 

Other than Molly!!!!

But I asked 

Why does he want a dick pic?

Oh she said........  It turns him on

Why I wondered???

Well he wants to lick my clit while you fuck me

So  I sent her the pic

She told me he went wild.......

He  said 

"Thats what I 'm talking about "

" I like big dicks..."

S told me

"He wants to see me fucked by a big dick"

Well I said 

My dick is not that big

S said no 

"It is very big"

No I said it is just a normal cock

But I think  S wants me to fuck  her now

Anyway I thought  her boy wanted to get fucked by me more than S......

S said 

I want to see you spank his ass and make him beg to suck your cock

And I want to see you fuck his ass

For some reason that turned me on....

But I am married !!!!!

If I am going to step out of my marriage 

It will be with my dear friends Mick and Molly

The loves you guys 

WC

Keep us updated on this WC. Is it really cheating on your wife if you only "aid and abet" her friend, as opposed to fuck her friend? It's a nuanced ethical dilemma, isn't it? We may need to consult the new Pope. He seems a little more open minded than his predecessors.

And, BTW, we're not buying that "oh it's not all that big" line of BS. 

Mistress's Mercy Mission

Mistress spent a very "athletic" lunch time with her lover Jay on Wednesday.

Jay's home is about a 20 minute drive from our house. And because of his child care duties, and his (alleged) allergy to our cats, Mistress has to visit him when they get together for some day time nooky.

She gave me a call at my office on her drive home.

"He was pretty 'pent up' Slave.... he claims he hadn't had any sex...even masturbating since I saw him two weeks ago...."

Slave was a little suspect about that, but I suppose it's conceivable.

"You're like one of those Meals on Wheels do gooders Mistress.... But it would be "Clean Shaven Folds on Wheels' in this case,"

Home from work around 6 pm,   I settled in betwixt her strong and supple thighs for some after action worship.  As I worked those well used folds with my lips and tongue, Mistress described their naughty daring do in a little more detail.

"He was really into me sucking his cock today, Slave..... and fucking me while I was perched on the side of his bed."

After all that activity, it was no surprise that Mistress deferred her Slave's own chance for indulgence until this morning. And I am certainly looking forward to the opportunity.

As it turns out, Mistress may have another twofer today, at lunch time here at the UCTMW World HQ.

"K says he may stop by Slave.... but you never know .... ."

It never hurts to keep the practice squad ready for some game action. And at least Mistress won't have to make another house call.

Ohhhh, Canada!!!?!!

Mistress is getting back in the cuckold saddle today with a lunch time date with her lover Jay....

"I think he's missed me Slave....."

"I'm sure he has, Mistress.... I know I did."

Slave will be dodging cage protocols today, because I am riding my bike to work. But I must say I will be tuned into Mistress's lunch time activity, with or without her work-a-day cock on lockdown.

And it's certainly a good thing that Mistress will allow me some indulgence of my own this morning before I head to work and she primps for her lunchtime date.  SO it will be another "two-fer" day for Mistress.

Stepping out of River City, it was interesting to follow developments in the great north this week. I'm not talking about the tragic introduction of Canadians to the all too American story of whack job with a gun he shouldn't have. Down here we are jaded to that sort of story. Let's hope our northern neighbors don't get as used to those stories as we are.

No, my reference is to the "sex scandal" surrounding the sudden departure of "Q" radio host Gian Ghomeshi based on allegations of BDSM hijinks.   Here is a link to some of the coverage.

His radio show is on the air in the evenings in River City. I for one find his hipster vocal stylings  too cloyingly cool by half. Mistress's public radio pals have met him at trade shows and described him as "hot, hot, hot". But somehow I suspect they didn't traipse off with him for a night of kinky fun.

This appears to be one of those stories where the truth comes somewhere between the accounts of the accusers of non-consensual assault, and the hipster radio Dom's way too TMI facebook explanation that it was all just watered down "50 Shades" fun.

Certainly in the USA, home of Howard Sterne,  this guy would find another radio gig somewhere else, and get even higher ratings. Will he really vanish into the ether up in the Great White North? And will Dudley Do-right of the RCMP investigate further and charge him with assault for an errant spanking or two?

It made me wonder if one of our kinky Canadian blogger friends, who has reverted to writing about cookie recipes, and cranky work colleagues had ever had a run in with Gian, either IRL or in her vivid fantasy life?

Fury, what's your take?

Mistress Gets the Switch Treatment

Mistress returned from her trip to the West Coast on Saturday evening, much to her devoted Slave's relief. It was cold and lonely in the UCTMW Executive Suite without her warm and compelling body by my side. Rest assured that she received the full worship treatment Saturday evening, and she claimed that it was her first cum since leaving town on Tuesday.

"My folds may have needed a break, Slave.... it was a pretty busy couple of weeks before I left town."

On Sunday morning, I exercised my weekly "switch" privileges. "Use them or lose them", is my motto. Mistress was a little reluctant to allow me to strap those red cuffs to her wrists. But she indulged me, and allowed me to roll her onto her tummy, then fix her wrists to spread her arms to both sides of the bed.

A little tickling and cuddling ensured before I pulled out Mistress's favorite power tool, and slid it between those lovely thighs, pressing it against those needy folds.

Much squirming and moaning ensued before Mistress asked her Slave for permission to cum.

I guess I could have teased and denied a bit longer.  But Slave is a pushover, of course, and indulged Mistress. 

After the resulting fireworks, Slave released Mistress's wrists, and took full advantage of the compelling body splayed before me.

While her temporary lifiting of the "no touch" rule last week provided some temporary diversions, there is no place like home for Mistress's work-a-day cock betwixt her clean shaven folds.

Now that she is back, and we are getting back into our more typical groove, Mistress also has her needy lovers to consider in her plans.

"K says he's coming over for "lunch" on Thursday, Slave...."

"I suspect he will be eating more than cheese and crackers Mistress."

"And Jay wants me to come over to his house at lunch time on Friday."

Sounds like Slave has some cage time to anticipate later in the week.

Lonely Slave

Mistress has been gone since Tuesday, and even though I was allowed to suspend the "no touch" rule for two evening during her absence (in return for cock shots), there is no replacement for her silken and welcoming clean shaven folds.

There was one day in the cage, Thursday, when I did not ride my bike to work. It was a tight reminder of her authority in this relationship.  But, mercifully,  she sprung me loose when I got home.  That reminded us both that the cage had been sitting on my dresser when our cleaning guy came on Monday.  He must have carefully dusted around it, like the watch, keys, loose change, and other clutter he carefully restores to order on his biweekly visits.

To channel the Governor of Texas: "Oops." 

I wonder what he thinks of his bi-weekly employers now?

Mistress did mention that she had been in touch with her two lovers while on the road.

Jay is the first string. I suspect he will be anxious to see her on her return as well.

And adding some depth to the roster is K.

"K has been in touch too Slave. He says he wants to see me again this week."

I guess he's the "next man in" to keep the football metaphor going.

But I suppose someone has to scratch Mistress's cougar itch from time to time. Although she seems to have appreciated a few days off for those inner thigh muscles that were getting so much exercise before she left town.

And speaking of itches, tomorrow is Sunday. I'm thinking after all this alone time for both of us, we may want to revisit "Switch Day".

I'm sure these red cuffs are around somewhere:

Just Following Orders

Mistress is off to the west coast, visiting an old friend with some health issues. She did check in regularly with her Slave yesterday.  After getting off an interminable work related conference call last night at around 8 pm she gave me an update on her day.  I made some dinner for myself and settled into watch some bad TV when I got an unexpected message.

"Feel free to touch tonight.
Don't want a horny slave.
send me a hard cock shot."

I responded with an enthusiastic "will do."

Then she added:

"I'm requiring it. "

What else could Slave say but:

"Yes Mistress".

Of course, I could have been a little cheeky. I was deleting some duplicate photos on our computer while on my conference call,  a sort of "Mistress is away" busy work, when I came upon a shot of the "at full attention" special occasion cock that our Western Correspondent must have sent Mistress a few years back. We've tried to root them out to avoid embarrassment if a daughter is checking out photos, but they seem to replicate, like lemmings once they enter your I-photos.

So I thought about pranking Mistress by sending her a shot of Mike's SOC rather than her Slave's more modest work-a-day cock. Some how I suspect she might have noticed the difference.

But I decided to "follow orders".  After a day without my normal "wake up" sex, it was not difficult to bring the old fellow to full attention and send a shot off to Mistress. I imagined her choking on her spelt pizza if it popped up over dinner.

But she seemed pleased

"Love that beautiful Slave"

As you might expect, after 36 hours of sex desert, it was not too difficult to complete my assigned task.

Today's order is not nearly as much fun.

"I want you in the cage today, Slave."

I already have the ring on, and will seal her work-a-day cock away after my morning shower.  I opted for the stainless steel model. I suppose Mistress could have appointed a temporary key holder while she is away. Instead, I will be on the honor system, and leave the little key on my dresser.

I suspect I will be expected to send her a "caged cock" shot from the office today, to add to her collection.

Bon Voyage, Mistress

Mistress is heading off to the west coast to visit an old friend for a few days. Slave will be left here to brood and be cold and lonely at the UCTMW World HQ.

Just me, the two cats and netflix.

Bummer.

But after all her sexual adventures over the weekend - three guys in two days (counting me), she admitted that she probably could use a few days to "chill".

"It won't kill me to have a few sexless days, Slave...."

No doubt.

She did mention that K was texting her yesterday, posing questions about her sex life and sharing some memories of their Friday afternoon together.

"He wanted to know of you ever lick me after you come inside me, Slave.  He thinks that's hot."

Well it has happened, but not frequently. Slave gets pretty mellow after cumming. The temptation is to move onto the next thing on the schedule. I always try to make sure Mistress cums first, even before I re-introduce my work-a-day cock yo those clean shaven folds.

"Well I do offer sometimes, Mistress.... would you like more of that sort of post fucking action?"

"Hmmmm..... I never was sure you really meant it Slave.....but now that I think about it, it might be a good idea."

So there is something to look forward to once Mistress returns.

And it got me wondering - is that something K would like to see Slave do after he fucks Mistress?

I'm wondering where this is heading. Maybe Mistress needs to raise that question the next time she and K are texting?

Not sure I will have much to post about here until then though. Now is a good time for all you would be sex bloggers to send me your submissions.  I love playing the editor for special guest bloggers!

Mistress's Busy Saturday Morning

Saturday was a tad over-scheduled here in the UCTMW household. But you will be happy to know that Mistress did not go without a "double header".

I was scheduled to take my cute grandsons to some sort of Lego-palooza Saturday morning. Fortunately, Mistress, who was still in recovery mode from her encounter with K on Friday afternoon, did indulge her Slave with some gentle but compelling wake-up sex before I shifted from Slave mode to grandpa mode.

"Jay asked me to have brunch while you're out with the kids, Slave."

"Have fun, Mistress...."

My assumption was this was brunch as in "eggs and 'taters", not munch on Mistress's clean shaven folds, or Jay's well conditioned cock. Part of that deduction was based on the fact that Mistress was not showering and shaving before her AM rendezvous.  That sort of grooming is more typical of her when she's heading to a sexual liaison, particularly after the "busy" Friday she had.

Apparently we both assumed wrong.

After I dropped off the grand-kids, and headed over to visit my cranky, aging Mom, my cell phone rang.

"Hi Slave....well it turned out it wasn't just for breakfast.... there was sex too."

Sounds as if Jay had made child care arrangements, leaving time and opportunity for some additional late morning nooky for Mistress.

"I had to apologize that my folds were a little bristly, Slave...."

"I suspect he was willing to overlook that, Mistress."

I for one enjoy the sprightly texture that a little "evening shadow" can  add when Mistress'  folds are a little less than clean shaven. But we all have our kinks, don't we?

By the time we were both back home later Saturday afternoon, we were more than ready for an afternoon nap -- though I did squeeze in some worship before Mistress finally showered.

It takes a sophisticated palate to fully appreciate the flavors accumulated  in and amongst Mistress's clean shaven folds after sex with 3 guys and two bike rides over 24 hours.  Fortunately, my palate is up to that challenge.


 

Mistress "Entertains" One of Her "Backburners"

Slave wrote here last week about the social media phenomenon of many married ladies keeping on simmer one or more "backburner" relationships, just in case the guy(s) on the front burner (husband, boyfriend) suddenly peter out.

As I mentioned then, while Mistress  has her devoted Slave, along with a lover, Jay, on her front burners,  she has been in touch with several other former or prospective lovers over the last several months. Just the other day she showed me a "sext" photo her former college beau E sent her from an LA hotel, showing him in the buff via a bathroom mirror.

What could I say?

"He's looking pretty buff, Mistress."

"I suppose so, Slave."

Well yesterday, another back burner lover popped back up. We've referred to him here by a little nick name that apparently he does not appreciate. (He does read the blog from time to time), so in the interests of avoiding offense, Slave will just refer to him as K. As I recall, he first popped up here a couple of years ago during Mistress's "Cougar Week", when she was sampling several younger guys she met on AM. She's been in touch on and off with K, who serendipitously discovered the blog a while back, much to our embarrassment.

Not that Mistress's "review" was unfavorable. As I recall she had some very compelling experiences with K, and I enjoyed making dinner for him and serving him coffee one morning.

But the relationship was not sustained, primarily because K was involved with another woman and the complications of that became, well, too complicated.

But there apparently was an attraction that survived. The two stayed in touch. Enjoyed conversations and the occasional get together.  But it was still a bit of a surprise when Mistress phoned me at work yesterday and said that K had given her a call and was coming over for a Friday afternoon "visit".

When I got home - riding my bike on a beautiful sunny fall day here in River City - I discovered a well satisfied Mistress. Apparently there had been a hot and heavy encounter in the UCTMW executive suite.

"It was pretty intense Slave.... me riding his cock, a few other more exotic positions he likes....and he loves to use his tongue on me...."

"Sounds like a good way to end the week, Mistress."

"It was, Slave.....he actually came twice....."

"Yikes.....that's something your old Slave hasn't been able to do in one session in a decade or so...."

"Well he is about 20 years younger than you."

"I suppose that is a consolation, Mistress."

Of course, Mistress has no expectation that her encounter with K will become a regular thing.

"We get along well, Slave. He's fun to be with. And the sex is great. He said I looked great and felt great."

"A classic 'fuck buddy', Mistress. Who can argue with that...."

By now we were in bed, Mistress in her bike top, her bottoms off. Slave had also stripped away my riding pants and shirt.

"K did ask if I would let you fuck me when I got home, Slave."

"And what did you tell him?"

"I said I would let you use your tongue on me, but that would be all.  I've had enough cock for one day, Slave"

Of course, that led directly to me sliding between Mistress's firm and silky thighs, happy to soothe those well exercised clean shaven folds. I was happy to play my proper role, and could not help but taste the consequences of her afternoon with K.

Slave knows his place, and will patiently await my chance this morning.

Savory Mistress

By the time I got home from work, getting a little damp on my ride home, Mistress was back from her own bike ride, which came after her "nooner" with her lover, Jay.

Slave took a shower, but I was grateful that Mistress saved hers until after my opportunity to worship.

"So how was your afternoon encounter, Mistress?"

"Very nice Slave.... lots of sucking and very vigorous fucking.... the usual...."

As I settled between her legs to sooth her well exercised folds it was hard not to taste and detect the flavors and aromas of her "vigorous" activities.  Was it her encounter with Jay, her bike ride, or both that added that tart aftertaste to her sweet juices? In any event it was a unique treat for her devoted Slave.

After I had delivered a late afternoon cum to add to her day's palate of delights, Mistress sighed with contentment.

"I wish I could offer to return the favor, Slave..... but my parts and body are pretty worn out by now."

"I wasn't expecting anything more, Mistress."

I am optimistic that she will be rested and ready for me this morning though.

Mistress and Slave Play Hookey

For reasons too complicated to explain, Mistress and Slave ended up at home together at around 3:45 pm yesterday afternoon. Sure, it was only about 2 hours earlier than the typical end of the work day, but it was as if we had discovered one of those mythological cracks in the space time continuum.  Two whole hours in our empty nest..... what ever to do?

"It's like we're having an affair, Slave....."

Sort of. Mistress generously sprung her work-a-day cock from its close confines. Slave showed his generosity with some enthusiastic worship. And before I was allowed to fuck Mistress, she instructed me to insert my "device" (the aneros), a special treat which certainly enhanced the experience of me taking my pleasure as afternoon turned to evening.

When the dust settled, there was a relaxing nap, then plenty of time for Slave to whip up some dinner and us to enjoy some TV. In the spirit of things we watched that new Showtime series, "The Affair" which shows some promise.

Of course, when Mistress "steps out" it's not really an affair in the traditional sense, since she has contractual privileges. In fact, today she's scheduled another "nooner" with her lover Jay. 

I suppose the lesson is that slave better take his opportunities when they are presented. I have a feeling Mistress's clean shaven folds will be a little too tuckered out by the end of the day today for me to expect a replay of our Tuesday afternoon fun.

Post Weekend Update

Here in River City we had a busy weekend.

Mistress got to spend sometime with our cute co-ed. They even went undie shopping together - sort of a female bonding thing?  Mistress was sporting these cute panties last evening when I got home as she prepared for a meeting. It's a new color choice for her and Slave had to capture it for our loyal readers, right?

I think it makes a nice contrast with Mistress's glowing pink skin, though it's clear that late summer all over tan has already begun to fade. How sad.

Sunday morning we woke up here wondering if our daughter and her friend from college had gotten home after a night on the town Saturday night.  I had not heard them, and was a little paniced. But when I stuck my head in her room I discovered not two but three bodies in her bed, including a guy on the far side of the mattress.

Of course Dad's who trumpet in sex blogs their open minded approach to all things kinky have a different attitude when it comes to their daughters. But as my eyes focused on the details of the bodies splayed before me - out like lights - I realized that they were all still in their street clothes. So if anything "untoward" had happened, at least they had the good sense to preserve plausible  denyability for the "puritanical" Molly and Mick,

Sunday afternoon I dragged the Co-Ed and her friend to the River City pussycats titanic struggle with the NC pussycats. It turns out our readers Lyle and Jillian (who are also dabbling in Femdom and cuckolding) are fans of those other pussycats. The game was certainly dramatic, and there were moments when Slave was prepared to throw in the towel.  But the two teams of felines scratched, clawed and hissed their way to an unsatisfying 37-37 tie.

Lots of drama signifying nothing.

But the sad part is that I did not put together that Lyle was a NC pussycats fan. If I had been thinking we could have formulated a compelling bet.... maybe he has sex with Molly while I watch if his team wins, and vice versa if his team won?  Or maybe Molly and Jillian would come up with something more compelling once they heard we were wagering with their bodies on the line?

Ah well, there's always next year.

As for me, it seems Mistress had developed a new way incentive system to keep her Slave in shape.

"I'm thinking that you should wear the cage on days you don't ride your bike to work."

"Yes, Mistress."

Of course I like riding to work. But it's hard to do when it's raining or too cold. I was hoping to do it today and avoid the cage. But last night the wind picked up, thunder was crashing, and rain was lashing against the window. Maybe there will be a break in the weather. But just in case, I slid that hard steel ring on this morning, scrunching my reluctant balls through the tight aperture.

I guess I have to be prepared too.

Be Prepared

Our senior cute co-ed has been in town this weekend with a friend from college, which has forced Mistress and Slave to go under cover and squelch our more typical weekend sexual antics.... it's one of those "mini-breaks" that seem to pop up on the college calendars all too often these days.

So while there was some fulfilling wake-up sex here yesterday morning, our afternoon was a little slower than typical for a Saturday. Rest assured, I did add some pre-bed-time worship to the menu. We would not want Mistress to go wanting, even in a crowded house, would we?

We did embark on a morning bike ride to a local farmer's market, where we ran into one of my clients, a woman about Mistress's age. She told us about a long bike ride out west she recently enjoyed, and the benefits of "cross-training" to prepare for its rigors.

I just had to chime in, remembering the subject of yesterday's blog:

"Molly's into cross-training, aren't you, dear?"

Sadly, Mistress just looked confused, not getting my sly little reference to her varying styles of sexual play with her husband and her lover, Jay.

In the afternoon, after Slave finished suffering through another near death experience with his alma mater's football team on the gridiron, Mistress mentioned that should heard more from her former college lover, E.

You may recall that E was an old college fuck buddy, and one of the initial prospective cuckold partners for Mistress when this blog got started. Here is a  link to the blog going back several years to one of those discussions of his rather on again, off again virtual "courtship" of Mistress.

Suffice it to say that E talked big about the spanking and dominance he would offer Mistress, should they get together.  But of course, he never did deliver.

The Washington Post article discussed here last week described the contemporary phenomenon of many married ladies having "back burner" relationships out there on facebook or elsewhere, "just in case" . E's occasional contacts, emails and texts to Mistress suggest a campaign to get onto Mistress's short list of backburner candidates.

"He said that he's heading to the West Coast for several weeks Slave. So I mentioned that I am going to Portland at the end of the month to visit a friend, and changing planes in LA."

"I'll bet that got him going, Mistress...."

"Yes, Slave..... he sent me this photo, saying he'd pack special for me, just in case":

I suppose you have to admire a man who follows the Boy Scout motto.

Mistress's Version of "Cross Training"

Yesterday I was spared the cock cage. I successfully pled for a little mercy, and Mistress's benevolence was much appreciated. It does get a little tender down there with consecutive days of usage!

Mistress did send me a photo during the work of those "vice grip" legs, though.

"I sent this to Jay Slave.... he's been "sexting" me all day...."

"Hot, Mistress....", I replied.

Sounds as if their Thursday nooner must have left some residual muscle memory with both of them. While Slave was allowed to worship Mistress when I got home from work Friday, she demurred on anything more vigorous.

"My muscles are a little sore, Slave...."

Poor Mistress.

But I suppose it's good for her.... having two lovers with varying  stylings is the Sex version of "Cross Training".  It has to be good for you, right?

Slave Soothes Mistress's Tender Folds

Slave spent the day in his cock cage, tending to some tedious work related tasks at my office, then visiting a client's office in the afternoon.  That allowed me to head home a little earlier than normal, for a late afternoon bikeride with Mistress.

But before we hit the road, Mistress shared with me some details of her "nooner" with Jay.....

"It was short but intense, Slave. Lots of cock riding, lots of sucking, and all those other things...."

"You must be tired, Mistress."

"Yes. I could have taken a nap afterwards, but we both had some work to do."

She did mention that Jay complemented her legs.

"At one point I had my legs wrapped around him as he fucked me, Slave. He was amazed how strong they were....'like a vice grip' he said."

"All that biking pays off, Mistress."

I was allowed to worship Mistress, soothing those tender folds with my lips and tongue after all that wear and tear.  As I rested between her legs, Jay called on the phone, and I got to listen in to their cute 'after action" repartee. Mistress assured Jay that in fact he does seem very "sexed up" these days. They also discussed how to schedule another rendezvous next week.

And while Mistress was a little too tuckered out to handle her "work-a-day" cock last night, I have a feeling she'll welcome me back "into the folds" this morning.

Mistress Schedules a "Nooner"

Slave rode his bike to work and back yesterday... the sun was out and the cool fall weather provided a lovely respite from a tedious day in the office.  Mistress arrived home from a business meeting shortly after me, and soon we found ourselves resting in bed.

We were almost observed by our painter, perched on the scaffold outside our window (he hadn't been there when we got home) as I slid between Mistress's legs for some end of day worship. Fortunately, the tell tale sound of scraping got me over to the window quickly to drop the shade).

"That was a close one, Mistress...."

After my lips and tongue had extracted a nice end-of-day cum from Mistress, my head rested between her spread, firm thighs, her hand gently stroking my neck... purrrrfect.....the ultimate reward for a loyal slave.

Then Mistress shared her plans for today.

"Jay wants me to come over at lunch time, Slave...."

"I think he misses you, Mistress...."

"It seems so Slave, it's been a week since our last sleepover."

Jay's son is back, so his windows of opportunity are substantially limited. So it's nice that the two of them can find some time for a little lunch time action, don't you think.

"That means it's a cage day for you Slave...."

"As you wish, Mistress...."

"I want that ring on for our sex in the morning...."

Her wish is my command.

Gettting to "Yes".

Slave spent a long day in the cage yesterday.

Mistress surprised me a bit when she pronounced that Tuesday would be a "cage day", for no apparent reason. She had no hot date planned with her lover Jay, or one of her "back-ups". Slave would not be in any perceived "danger zone" for temptation to display her cock to another.

But in retrospect, I may know the answer: Slave pushed back a bit when Mistress announced that on an upcoming Saturday night she had made a social engagement for us.

"But that may be the night when (my alma mater) plays the #1 team in the country, Mistress!"

Mistress was not amused.  And I suppose that's what DVR's are for, right?

Slave needs to recall who is in charge here in moments like those.

In any event, the cage was mounted after some early morning wake-up sex with that hard steel ring assuring an extra hard cock.

Slave had a seminar to teach at in the morning. I wonder if my audience noticed me fidgeting a bit more than usual as I talked them through my power point crutch. Luckily no photos of me locked into the cage leaked into the presentation.

At the end of the day I was happy to worship Mistress's lush, clean shaven folds, and grateful when she elected to spring me loose rather than condemn me to an extended sentence on lock down.

But the real subject of today's blog is not my whining, but an article I noticed last week on California's new "consent" sex law, designed to assure that female students (and others) agree to any sex acts with horny frat boys (and others). Here' is the article: California's "Yes Means Yes" Law

AS a father of some college students, I am all for protecting them from non-consensual sexual interactions. (Or any sexual interactions for that matter!).  But you can't help appreciate the humor of a law and policies designed to elicit a "yes" every time you escalate from a chaste kiss to more robust slap and tickle, so to speak.  Here is a taste of some college policies explaining what and how to do it, forst from Oregon State University:

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Consent Can Be Fun!

In fact, many people find it sexy. This is the fun part of sex; you get to talk about what you want to do and how you want to do it. You can be creative! Some examples of what your partner might like to hear are:

• “Wanna have sex?”
• “I’d really like to _____. Would you be into that?”
• “Would _____ feel good to you right now?”
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These phrases are only examples. To find the best option, ask your partner what phrase(s) they find attractive when being asked for consent. It can become part of foreplay! Remember, communication is the best sexual technique and is the easiest way for both people to get what they want from the sexual experience.

The University of Wyoming

Make Consent Sexy

▷ Do you like when I do this?

▷ What would you like me to do for you?

▷ It makes me so hot when you…me there. What makes you hot?

▷ Do you want me to (kiss/touch…)?

Make Consent Fun

▷ Baby, you want to make a bunk bed: me on top, you on bottom?

▷ May I pleasure you with my tongue?

▷ Would you like to try an Australian kiss? It’s like a French kiss, but “Down Under.”

▷ I’ve got the ship. You’ve got the harbor. Can I dock for the night?

I must say that I would never had been so glib with my high school or college girlfriends as I fumbled through those first, clumsy sexual interactions. 

But then I got thinking, what about all those Domme inclined college girls at Berkley or USC just coming into their own, wanting to let their kink fly. How would this game be played when they found some potentially submissive young stud from Oxnard and decided to have their way with them? Clearly a "safe word", that authorizes a "yes" unless it is affirmatively used is not in the spirit of these new rules.

"Sweetie, do you mind modeling these leg-irons  for me?"

Honeybuns, wouldn't you like to see if you fit inside that little cage under my bed?"

"Don't you think my pedicure is nice? Wouldn't you like to suck on my toes and see what they taste like with that new shade of polish?" 

"Wouldn't these clothes pins look lovely on your nipples?"

"Your cock is so nice, but don't you think it would be even prettier with this cute little cage wrapped around it?"

"It's called a strap-on, silly. Would you like to show you  where it goes?"

Of course, there's always a contract, like Molly and mick have. That's the ultimate way to assure informed consent.  

Mistress and her "Back Burners".

Things have cooled off here in the heartland. Temperatures fell over the weekend, leaving our painter scrambling to finish his work before the snow falls. He's been at it for what seems like months now, sort of like that character in Murphy Brown who never seemed to finish painting her apartment. (Did they end up moving in together?  I lose touch?)

Last evening, at the end of our work day, Mistress and Slave found ourselves in beg, having some "cocktail hour sex" to the sound of him scraping outside our bedroom window.  Fortunately, we do have effective blinds. Hopefully he could not hear us as well as we could here him.

But the day's blog is not so much about fucking to the sound of a paint scraper, but an article I noticed last week in the Washington Post that reminded me of Mistress's active "virtual" social life. Here is a link to the article: Back up husbands and the rise of digital infidelity.  

Here is a little snippet:

A new study by researchers at the University of Indiana found that Facebook users in relationships frequently use the site to keep in touch with “back-burners” — exes or platonic friends they know they could connect with romantically, should their current relationships go south. Men have back-burners at roughly twice the rate of women, the study found. But among both genders, the practice is widespread: On average, respondents in relationships said they had romantic or sexual conversations with two people (!) besides their current partner.

That comes on top of a a recent release by the research agency OnePoll, which suggested as many as half of all women keep in touch with a “back-up husband” they could contact if their current husband doesn’t work out. (“With sites like Facebook and Twitter, it’s easier than ever to stay in touch with an old flame,” a OnePoll rep told the Daily Mail.)

Of course, we're not talking about infidelity in this case. Mistress has the contractual right to "mess around", and slave has no complaints. Indeed unlike the folks described in this article, Mistress is more than happy to share the details of her texting and facebook messaging with past or potential suitors.

But what's wrong with being in touch with past or potential prospects for filling the role of "cuckolder" when you are a hot and sexy wife and Mistress.

Last week Mistress mentioned that she heard via facebook from the guy we called "E" back in the day when this blog got started. E was married then. Since then he's been divorced, in a relationship, and now apparently loose again. And trying to rekindle with Mistress the flame he sparked a few years ago. 

"How did you handle that Mistress?"

"I told him to get over it, Slave."

"Seems reasonable, Mistress.... he'd just freak out again when you called his bluff."

I guess he's someone who saw Mistress as a "back burner". But she's not playing the game.

Then there is Mr. Perfect Cock, who has been in touch on and off in recent weeks.

"He is pretty hot, Slave....."

So maybe Mistress sees MPC as a "back burner" depending on how things go with Jay?

She also was on Facebook last night, checking out a guy she has worked with  and also serendipitously encountered via Ashley Madison.

"He must have gone on that trip to Florida with some woman. When I had a drink with him a couple of weeks ago he was trying to cancel the flight...."

See, isn't it nice Mistress can share all this stuff with her husband / slave?

 She doesn't have to slide into the ladies room to check for the latest enticing text message.