Father's Day FemDom

Here at our SW Hideaway we celebrated Father's Day one day early.  There was our typically satisfying wake-up sex, and a promise of more to come.

"Slave, I'm using my strap-on this afternoon.  So save your energy....."

In truth it was a relatively relaxing day.  A trip to the farmer's market. Lunch and reading out on our patio. And then a late afternoon nap.

When we woke at around 5:30 pm, Mistress was prepared to deliver on her promise.

"Get my supplies, slave...."

I rounded up her harness and it's phallic accessory. And some lube, of course.

Mistress found the riding crop on her own.  Although she had some hesitancy coming up with suitable grounds for punishment.....

"Hmmmm..... let's go over the rules while I'm away, slave....."

Slap.  Ouch.

"Uhhhh...... I wear the cage when I go out, Mistress......"

Slap. Ouch.

"That's right.....and what else?"

"And I masturbate once a day and  send a photo to you on snap-chat...."

"That's right."

Slap. Ouch.

"And what if some woman comes onto you, slave?"

"No sex with them Mistress....but if I'm n my cage, is it ok for me to use my tongue on them?"

This little provocation on my part was probably inspired by what I read yesterday over at "A Married Sissy".  It seems that Terri has been allowed to add a little oral devotion to his Saturday afternoon ritual of tending to the nails of his wife Diane's pal Linda.  Though it sounds as if the cage stays on throughout.

But my cheeky response  earned me a volley of blows from Mistress with her crop that had slave cringing and squirming.  I guess she didn't realize I was joking?

After making it clear that I had no Terri-like license to please any other woman, Mistress put down the crop and got down to business. I was on my tummy, a pillow under me to make my ass "rise to the occasion".  Her aim was true and soon she was thrusting with mucho gusto filling me and ascending to a rather dramatic cum of her own.

Once she was done with her "hubby invasion" I was allowed to satisfy her one more time with my tongue before exercising my "all access pass" to her clean shaven folds.  And as we were engaging in a more traditional form of love making I asked her a question that came to mind whilst she was deploying her faux phallus.

"Does your new friend know that you fuck me in the ass, Mistress?"

"I've discussed it with him, slave.  He asked and I told him that 'of course I do'.....He says he wants to watch me do it to you......"

"What do you think about that, Mistress?"

"It might be good for you, slave....."

Well that would be interesting.  Have any of our readers been exposed to that sort of experience?

In any event, Mistress assured that her slave had a very sexy Father's Day, with more to come today.

And I want to wish a pleasant father's day to those of you out there who read our blog. On the other hand, there are some creepy dads who come to mind that I am less enthusiastic about.  I'm thinking of Trump attorney Michael Cohen, who recently tweeted to the world this photo of his Ivy League daughter that he must have found while trolling through her Instagram account.





Lesson One: Sure your daughter may be hot. But good Dads don't use sexy images of their kin to help build their twitter account followers.

Lesson Two: Never get caught rebroadcasting photos from your daughter's Instagram account.

But maybe we expect too much from Mr. Cohen.  Think of who he hangs with: