Poor Mistress has to drive to Chicago today with the Dowager Domme for a birthday luncheon for her sister. The DD has exercised her seniority rights by dictating the time of departure and that Mistress will drive to her home to pick her up. Once the boss always the boss. She'll probably get to decide what radio station is played all the way up the highway.Meantime, at the bottom of the pecking order, slave will be expected to follow Mistress's orders.
"Wear the cage while I'm gone, slave...."
Slave weadled a bit and got a partial pass. Example: tonight I'm going to the Pussycats Thursday night football game with Mistress lover Jay. It will be a chance for some cuck / cuckolder bonding time. Now, in theory, I could wear my cage. But there are two issues: NFL security screening involves a wanding as you enter the stadium. That could generate an "oops" moment, as the cracker jack security guy gets a big blip as he scans my crotch.
Then there is the issue of trying to pee at halftime -- those men's room lines for the limited number of stalls are just impossible!
Fortunately, Mistress was indulgent and gave me a pass for today.
But tomorrow is a different story. I can send her a photo to verify my caged status. But I don't think she'd fall for the one above, sent when she was on a European tour with the DD a few years back. It's a little dated.
I can just see that wand lighting up! Don't complain about gents cubicles women have it worse, less facilities and longer queues, maybe we should adopt the open pissoirs!
ReplyDeleteOh please let us know how the Jay and you bonding session went, do you find that you indulge his requests such as for a drink, food etc
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