Our Western Correspondent Takes to the Links

Mistress and slave have been enjoying a laid back weekend here in River City, getting ready for a big family wedding and related events in the coming weeks. While there hasn't been any recent cuckolding here in recent weeks, there has been plenty of worship, conventional sex, and cropping to remind slave of his "place" and the error of his ways.  

But today's blog features some hard core reporting from our Western Correspondent, who seems to be spending a lot of time chasing a little white ball these days:

Well I think I should lighten things up around here (social commentary to follow:) .

I usually play golf at two courses in the Denver metro area because I buy seasons passes at those two courses

It's like skiing.... a lift ticket at Vail is about $160.00 per day...........a season pass (if purchased in Denver) is about $600.00

So it is interesting to note the difference between the two courses

One course is in the southern suburbs of Denver

Mostly white, mostly older, most good guys and gals, most pretty good golfers (think blue and black no moguls), most nice people

The other course is an historic Denver course     (They are both public courses by the way)

The demographic is quite different

In Denver I usually play with a bunch of younger kids ....

Some are ex high school or college players  (very good players) think 300 yard drives right down the middle

Some suck..........

But have a lot of fun playing!!!!!!!!!!!!

Think snowboarders

Never seen anybody smoking a blunt at the suburban course

But Sunday I was playing with three young kids (two guys and a gal) and she was an ex-olympic mogul skier

Its true............I happen to know her name ............(and btw .........she could hit it really  hard for a lady)

On the biggest stage in the world she did a corked 360's in the middle of a black diamond mogul run!!!!!!

I was very fucking impressed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    

I ski raced for years with chick skiers............  they are a tough breed!

She was my hero for the day!!!!!!

All three were good golfers

So..............we walk up to the 9th tee and there are two groups waiting to hit

Both groups were sharing some joints

So ............  our group walks up and they kindly offer us a hit or two

Now ...........here is the funny thing about Colorado today........

Every single person asked what is it?

Sativa? Indica? Hybrid? Flower? Kief? Oil? Shake? 

Most declined not because they didn't want a hit...............but because it was not their brand!!!!!!

I understand.......  (I will never drink a Bud or vote for a republican)

But the times they are a changing

And we can learn a lot from these kids..............

Keep it real my friends

WC

Thanks, WC.  I'm sure these youngsters were happy to have a grizzled old veteran on hand to show them how it's done. Hope that lady boarder didn't get so distracting that it threw you off your game! And thanks for the photos!

Full Disclosure (Not).

Mistress and slave survived our appointment with our tag team therapists yesterday, but in the process almost lost the poker faces that we have been using to filter out some of the juicier aspects of our mutual "story".

In response to gentle questioning from the female therapist, Mistress conceded that she was "doing better" because her husband was doing "some things" that were demonstrating he is more focused on her,  and not on some menacing "third party". But when pressed on how my conduct has changed, Mistress had trouble being specific.....

"That's good to hear....but try to  be more specific about what Mick is doing that you appreciate so he can keep doing them?"

"Hmmm...... well ......".

After some hemming and hawing, Mistress finally came up with something lame, like I let her pick the movie we saw on Friday night.

Of course, there have been other things she could have mentioned.

"He sends me pictures via text message....."

But that would have led to a follow up:

"What sort of pictures, Molly?"

"Ohh.... pictures of his sad little cock locked up in his cage."

Or she might have mentioned the multiple orgasms Mistress enjoyed that morning as slave spent more time than usual at her command,  licking and sucking on those juicy, clean shaven folds.

Or my willing submission to that stingy riding crop she has used most days to remind me of the errors of my past ways.

After we left our session (which may be our last), we had a mutual laugh at their expense.

"Do you think they are a little suspicious about our miraculous progress, Mistress?"

"I'm not sure slave..... but I was afraid you were going to start laughing.... or talking about how sore your pathetic ass is."

I mentioned that it was odd the male therapist asked me if I was unusually "tired today".  Apparently there was something about my body language that he thought was different. I was tempted to tell him that I was slouching on their couch because my cage was pinching my tender cock and I was just trying to get more comfortable.

If we can share a chuckle over our seemingly clueless therapists, I suppose we are making progress.

"

Unorthodox Therapy

Mistress and slave have been working our way through the marital distress that slave caused.  (Review: I had been in e contact with a former affair partner without Mistress's knowledge or consent, which unduly distressed her.)  Today we have our third appointment with a male/female therapist tag team, and it could be our last.

They've counseled "transparency", and we have certainly followed their advice on that subject. But they may be surprised at the progress we have made, and even want to take credit for it. While I am sure that talking with them has not hurt, and may have actually been some help in improving our communications on a tough subject, we have not been particularly "transparent" with them.

We have not shared with them some of the more unconventional therapies that Mistress and slave have deployed in our ongoing effort to rebuild and maintain a trusting marital relationship, such as:

1. Corporal punishment- almost daily cropping of slave's sorry ass, which has left slave a little bruised and certainly repentant.  Ouch!

2. More Cage Time- Slave has worn his cage daily at work, a not so subtle reminder of Mistress's control over "her cock", which no doubt provides some reassurance to Mistress.

3. Even More Frequent Sex- Our "two a day" rate has certainly increased since these new therapies began. When Mistress reported to her ex-boy friend last week that she has sex almost every day with her husband, he expressed amazement. Apparently his wife is a "once a monther."  Bummer.

4. Frequent Reminder's of Slave's Lowly Status-- Mistress has been more vigilant that has been typical in reminding her slave how lucky he is to be sharing her bed, and that I should be careful or she will go more actively shopping for a more worthy cock.

Message received, Mistress.

So before we part ways with our therapists, should we share with them our unusual therapies for overcoming a marital crisis?  Or should we just let them think that they are "miracle workers"?

Fashion Show

We have a big family wedding coming up. Mistress has been the consummate "wedding planner", and after months of preparations, the big event is now less than two weeks away.

Of course, one of the most important elements of the big date is what the mother of the bride will be wearing. She has a lovely gown all set, made by a favorite (if obscure) designer to match the bride's choice of wedding colors.  But what goes underneath?

She surprised me with a smooth and sexy undergarment on Saturday night, before we headed out for dinner.

Of course, slave was impressed, and already looking forward to climbing into bed with Mistress later that evening with her new lingerie acquisition.

Mistress's Old Boyfriend

Mistress had her rendezvous with that old college boyfriend on Thursday afternoon. The guy who introduced her to bondage at their small, midwestern liberal arts college back in the day.

Of course, slave could only imagine how things were going. She had called while on her way to the airport. Earlier that morning she had asked me (rhetorically) what she should wear.

"You could ask him, Mistress", I helpfully suggested.

"I'm not doing that slave....don't want to give him any ideas."

This was going to be a reunion after 30 years, following an ugly breakup.  But the two former lovers had reconnected....and flirted....via facebook messenger for several months.  They had even traded some revealing photos.  So there was a bit of sexual tension in the air as Mistress headed across the bridge to meet him at an airport hotel bar during his brief day trip to River City.

Of course, slave was at work, all caged up. Speculating......

Mistress went dark for a while. I headed home, and with her permission, de-caged so I could take a bike ride on a rare warm afternoon.

At around 6:30 I got a brief message....

"Home in 15....."

And she was, waltzing into our bedroom in her black leather dress, showing a good deal of bare leg.  She had made a fashion selection that must have made a compelling impression.

"he said I looked ravishing, slave.....better than the photos I shared."

Of course he did. But what else happened?

"It was interesting to see him, slave. He clearly wants me. But....he's married. I'm not messing with someone's husband."

"Of course, you are no threat to his marriage," I countered, playing devil's advocate a bit.

"No, I wouldn't be. But those are my rules."

"So did he put any moves on you, Mistress?"

"There was a brief kiss, slave.  But I didn't give him a chance for any other shenanigans. "

"And was that a turn on for you?"

"It was.... a little......"

Since then, she's reported on a number of further texts from FBF. All in the tone of "are you attracted to me? Can't we explore further?"  Their meeting had clearly turned his reunion ardor up a notch. But what about Mistress?

She seems  flattered, but also holding her ground. I suppose we will see where this goes. But at least it was her slave who got to worship and enjoy some early evening sexual indulgence after FBF stoked Mistress's flame.

The WC Takes Charge

Our day started with cage in the hard steel ring that serves as a "seat' for my cock cage. Mistress had the benefit of a particular solid cock for her morning fucking, but only after some persistent oral servicing.

After both Mistress and slave were satisfied, the cage was secured and the key tucked away on Mistress's dresser. It was then time to head to our second session with a tag team of therapists to help us work through our current "troubles".

As we waited in their rather spartan waiting room, I had to tease Mistress a bit.

"Should I mention that more cage time and cropping are part of our recovery therapy, Mistress."

"There's no reason to go there, slave", Mistress scolded.

"How about the whole cuckolding thing?"

"That would only distract them from the real problem here, slave..... which is your deception of me."

"Understood, Mistress. But won't they think it's weird if I squirm too much because of this cage?"

"They'll probably just think your nervous, as you should be!"

Of course, slave had no intention to raise any of those issues. And the session proceeded pretty much as the first one had.....no harm done, and hopefully a little progress in my effort to reassure Mistress of my unwavering loyalty.

After that session we were off to work. When I returned home, Mistress gave me a parole from my cage so I could finally get some exercise on my bike after too many days on the road and with nasty weather.

When I returned, there was some more worship before dinner.  But Mistress had a couple of revelations:

1. She had gotten a message from her old college boyfriend (the guy who was into bondage) who is going to be in town today for a while. He wants to meet her for a little reunion. Mistress seems inclined to pencil him into her busy schedule.

"So what's going to happen there, Mistress?"

"Hmmmm..... he's married slave.....you know how I feel about that....."

"But what if long lost love sparks start flying. Could you resist?"

"I guess we'll find out, slave....."


2. Mistress had been in touch with the WC about how her slave should be punished.

"He sent me a text he said he wants you to share slave.....He says "cropping every day. And only two orgasms / week. And of course, daily in the cage....."

"I can deal with the cropping and the cage Mistress.  But only twice a week?  Won't you miss my cock, at least until you find a suitable replacement? "


"I suppose I would slave..... but I can just tell you not to cum, can't I?"

Gee, thanks, WC.

Back to Mistress

Slave returned safely to Mistress’s bed last night. And made sure that my first order of business was kneeling before her and lavishing those clean shaven folds with some much needed attention.  I hope it was as satisfying for her as it was for me. Afterwards, we talked through the errors of my ways and our respective weekends. Finally, I was released from my cage for a little indulgence. But not before she whacked my ass particularly hard with that whippy riding crop that has gotten much more frequent use of late.

Ouch!  After a few days off,  the effect on my ass and psyche was profound, leaving me squirming and whining. Pathetic. I know. 

Fortunately, Mistress allowed me to bury my head betwixt her thighs again, and, after another orgasm for her, I was allowed to plunge that only just released cock into her heavenly folds. 

Now that was a relief!

I’m already looking forward to a follow up opportunity this morning, before the cage goes back on!

But before heading back to Mistress, I want to share this message from our Western Correspondent, who’s commentary and suggestions have been helpful to Mistress (and me) for getting through this rough patch for us:

I hope this note finds my friends well

I am a little worried that you two may be not thinking very clearly 

Listen if ever two nuts were made for each other it is you 2

Never forget how your relationship started.... 

As a friend.....

Mick don't ever be a dumb ass like that again

What the fuck were you thinking?

And Molly...........

Take a deep breath .......

If Mick wasn't a bit of a rascal you never would have married him

You know him well.....

SO.................................

I will be happy to supervise Mick's punishment!

Your friend

WC

Reunion Sex? Or Enforced Abstinence?

Slave's been visiting my mid-30's daughter in the Big Apple these last 48 hours. It's been good to see her and my earnest son-in-law, and to enjoy some theatre with her.  And yet.....I'm longing to return to boring old River City to rejoin Mistress.

She's been passing the time there with friends, and, last night, the Dowager Domme (her mother). And while she's still justifiably pissed with me, she's been lenient as well.

"You don't have to wear the cage when you're visiting your daughter, slave.  But no touching!"

"No problem, Mistress. I am replenishing my natural juices and awaiting my chance to have reunion sex with you....."

"If you're lucky....."

"Understood, Mistress."

"But I do want you in the cage when you get home....."

"Yes, Mistress....."

On the other hand, she has not been completely orgasm free in my absence.

First, she reported some flirting with some local artists at a gallery opening on Friday night.

"I think they wanted me slave, but I was with a friend, and not quite ready for that sort of thing."

But Saturday morning?

"I used the Magic Wand, slave..... I was due......"

"What were you thinking about, Mistress?


"Not you, slave.... actually some woman on woman action......"

Hmmm..... there's a twist. Hopefully she's not giving ip on cocks alltogher.

I may not get out of that cage tonight after all.

Caged And Missing Mistress

Slave is safely caged and languishing in a hotel room on our nation's capitol tonight, longing for Mistress's embrace. Sadly,  Mistress is back home, still pissed (and properly so) about my indiscretions.  I am waiting for her good night call, after she spent an evening with an old high school friend, quaffing Margaritas.

We remain on the road to recovery (I hope) though I have a lingering fear that I may find the locks changed when I return to River City on Sunday after a visit with my daughter.

And yet.... before leaving town we had a few more days of very hot reconciliation sex, draining the swamp that represents my dwindling supply of an old guy's "natural juices" reserve.  At least this brief separation will allow a period of rejuvenation.

Part of the "hotness" included furtive mutterings about how she should be on the lookout for a more robust cock, that would allow her to keep me caged on a long term basis, while still fulfilling her own "needs".

One thing we did earlier this week is meet with a a tag team of therapists (one male, one female) who can help us work through Mistress's concerns about her slave's fidelity.  It was our first session, a sort of "getting to know you" discussion about our history together and the problem that cropped up in recent weeks.  But Mistress and I have privately discussed how far our "full disclosure" should go....

"So should I tell them I'm wearing a cock cage, Mistress?"

"Why is that relevant, slave?  Let's not lose focus!"

"What about the whole cuckolding thing?"

"I don't think we need to go there just yet, slave....."

Of course, she's right.  If we "open the kimono" that far, the two therapists will be so focused on selling the movie rights to our tawdry story that they will be no help at all to us!

It's a shame we can't find some therapists with more of a "kink friendly" bent. Any rcommendations, dear readers?

At the very least, I'm counting on our Western Correspondent to prescribe something more practical to help Mistress get her slave back in line. (or at least get her off while I am out of town).

But here's the good news: Mistress has allowed me to remove the cage overnight, as long as I put it back on in the AM.

"But no masturbation, slave....."

That is clearly not a problem.

Mistress Cracks Down

Apologies, dear readers,  for not being more diligent with our postings here.  Mistress and Slave have been on holiday for the last three weeks, and our daily skiing and sex routines made the time go pretty quickly and without incident.....until last Monday.

It was Monday, 6 long days ago,  that Mistress discovered that her husband had been an idiot. I had been  communicating with someone she had asked me to cut off from contract several years back.  No, slave was not "cheating" in any physical sense. But Mistress rightfully concluded that I had been dishonest with her. We've spent the last week putting things back together, with slave humbly making every effort to get back into Mistress's good graces.

We've also had some very hot and frequent "make up sex", which is the best kind, isn't it?

One thing is clear, Mistress will have no patience for back sliding by her slave and has laid into my ass on a daily basis with a belt she gifted me from one of her trips to Africa.  That sort of daily punishment has been therapeutic for both of us.

She's also laid down some more rules that involve much more frequent cage time.

"You're wearing the cage every day when not in my presence, slave....."

Understood.

As for cuckolding, well that may be handled differently.

"From now on, you're not going to be involved if I decide to have sex with someone else, slave...."

"How do you mean, Mistress?."

"I'm not necessarily going to tell you,  is what I mean.  Maybe there will be nights when I just don't come home....."

Ouch.

She's also been speculating on who to have sex with, with an eye to someone who I would find particularly humiliating.....

"Maybe M, your former law partner slave.....I think he's always fancied me.  Plus he's taller than you. Bigger hands might mean a bigger cock....I might find yours no longer so appealing."

Rest assured much of  this talk has occurred between the sheets, and fueled some rather intense fucking these last few days.

Mistress has also been in consultation with our Western Correspondent, who seems to have played a moderating influence on her wrath.  WC, maybe you should contribute some thoughts on how Mistress should discipline her slave in the months to come?

With this crack down in effect, I suspect there will be some more "blog-worthy" moments to share with our readers in the weeks to come.

So there's that.....