Now Where Were We.....

Slave has been a little (well, a lot) negligent in recent weeks when it comes to keeping our readers updated.

Part of it was Mistress's long absence on her journey to Africa.  What was there to report?  Nightly "self abuse" and daily cage wear.  Pretty dull.

But Mistress did come home, for a whirlwind few days back in River City before we "loaded up the truck" (well really the Subaru) and headed west for a summer at our SW hideaway.  And while Mistress informed the WC when we drove through his home state, we kept our arrival "under wraps".

Now we are on a "vacation from our vacation".  Mistress signed up with some friends to swim in the infamous "shark fest" in San Francisco Bay.  The swim is tomorrow morning. So here we are in the City By the Bay, engaging in some hot sex in our hotel room, after an evening eating sushi and drinking sake.  It's a unique form of "pre-gaming".  But as evidence that Mistress has remained in top shape for tomorrow morning's plunge into the Bay, here's a photo of her firm and enticing ass and legs.

On the cuckold front, Mistress has her old college boyfriend in the back burner, enticing him with the occasional semi-revealing photo. And then there was that guy she was chatting up at our favorite high desert local watering hole on Wednesday night.

But for the time being, she's stuck with her slave's work-a-day cock.  And even if it involves the occasional cropping, as I "suffered" on Sunday afternoon in our little adobe home, who am I to complain?