Slacker Slave

Holiday overload  has already begun here at the UCTMW World HQ. One of my older daughters and her very earnest husband joined us for dinner here last night.  At least it was a small, manageable crowd to cook and clean up after. And some nice dinner conversation that was not swallowed by the din of too many squabbling family members.

Tonight it's a very late night drive to the airport to collect our youngest daughter. Then Wednesday evening we go to the Dowager Domme's house for dinner, just in time to begin expanding our bodily cavities to prepare for Thursday's forced feeding.

In the meantime, all this forced family timing can get slave distracted from his prime directive - appreciating and pleasing Mistress.

Yesterday was an abstinence day for me because Mistress had one of those too early Monday morning meetings. But I did get to appreciate Mistress slithering into those fetching black tights that hit some of my hottest buttons.

When I got home from work I first had to focus on getting some of our dinner into the oven.  But that did leave about 45 minutes before our guests arrived.  That gave me just enough time to shed the power suit, pull on some jeans, and then implore Mistress to wriggle down those tights (she still had them on) for me to shower those clean shaven folds with some much needed attention.

Today I'm a slacker because 1) I did not wear the cage yesterday; and 2) I can't wear it today because I am dropping off my daughter's car for service and will ride my bike into the office.

Mistress was a little disappointed when she heard the news.

"Sounds a little too convenient an excuse, slave."

And I must say I do enjoy that moment when Mistress closes the lock on my cage, particularly on those days when Mistress has some extracurricular plans of her own.

I feel a little guilty denying her the pleasure of knowing her cock is locked away for the day.

Maybe I have to give her that pleasure during Thanksgiving dinner?