Glad You Are All Amused

Based on the volume and tone of your comments here yesterday, it's clear you are all pleased as punch about this pampered house slave being locked away for the day.

You will be happy to know Mistress was pleased too.

"It really is reassuring to know you're under lock  and key slave.... I think you called and texted me more through the day...."

Mistress likes her slave to be in touch and attentive.

And I might add it was a long day in the cage.  Mistress had a drink with Jay around 5 pm. Jay's still working through a family medical crisis, so there was no sex involved. Then she went to a Board meeting, not getting home until 9 pm.

Slave was home, preparing dinner for our back at home daughter, and one of my older daughters and her husband. So while I was not in an apron and panties like Terri might be, I was attending to domestic chores.

And I was certainly grateful when Mistress arrived home and she popped me loose after about 14 hours on lock down. You get bet I showed my gratitude by some extended time between those firm and fit thighs.

As for Diane's comment that this become a more regular routine, Mistress seems to agree.

"If you're not riding your bike, I can see no reason for you not to be caged, slave...."

Now that's an incentive to get more exercise if I ever heard one.

I'm hoping its not a rainy day today.

Our Readers Are Appeased

Are you happy now?

All of those comments pointing out to Mistress that it's been a while since I wore that cock cage gathering dust in my sock drawer apparently reached critical miss.

I got the following text yesterday afternoon at work:

"I read those comments slave.... they're right..... we need to get you back in that cock cage."

There was even a postscript about getting out her strap-on Friday evening when our daughter has plans to spend the night elsewhere.

So Mistress has succumbed to the demands of our rabble of readers, sort of like a Roman Empress looking to the Coliseum riff-raff and asking whether to let the lions devour a Christian or two?

Slave knows how to follow orders though.  I made sure to smuush my cock and balls through that hard steel ring this morning when I climbed out of bed, before I head back upstairs for some wake-up sex. At least she'll have a particularly hard cock before it goes into lock down.

I hope you're all happy.

HNT/ Denied for the Day

Those of you out there who get locked in a cage for a few days or even weeks at a time (or who claim that you do to fascinate your readers) will have no sympathy for my whining about a day of denial.

But keep in mind that the last few weeks Mistress has been rather permissive with respect to my Abstinence Days. Part of it may be that her "engagements" with her new Dom landed on a Tuesday or Wednesday, and she probably was feeling a need to sooth me a bit. Or just wanted yet another hard cock. But this week their schedules got twisted, so no "date". And on Tuesday (as reported here) I messed up a bit.

So Mistress was determined to hold me to my vow of chastity for the day. And she taunted a bit along the way.

When I came up our bedroom in the morning, steel ring already at the base of my cock and balls, Mistress allowed me to worship her after my shower. And she gave my cock a nice stroking, before suggesting it was time for me to put the cage on and get to work. Argh. Hard to pull away and face the day in that state.

When I got home, a little late, from a political fundraiser, we had time for me to worship her before we prepared dinner. And I did some of my best work, kneeling and sucking, her parts teased out between my teeth. I flattered her with comments about how sweet she tasted without all that fur to obstruct her juices or my acces to them.

AS I tried to please her, She seemed distracted by the voice of her old boss, now a U.S. Senator, who was whining on Olberman about mean GOP tactics in the Senate. But I finally was able to distract her with some skillful use of my lips and tongue long enough for her to have a pleasant little orgasm. Then another one.

But when I was done, and queried about the removal of my cage?

"We can do that later Slave."

Ouch.

Around 10 pm as we were fading away, I rose from the bed and she noticed that my cage was still on.

"Oh, dear. I guess I forgot about that, didn't I, Slave."

I think her symparthy was ALMOST sincere.

I walked over to her side of the bed and she picked up her little key and unlocked me.

'Thank you, Mistress."

I was allowed to service her once more before sleep, this time with fingers sliding between thighs squeezed tightly together.

Was I to be rewarded?

She rolled over, instructed me to press my cock between her ass cheeks, now so very smooth and tempting after her waxing.

"Good night, Slave."

Argh.

Hope she is not too disappointed when she learns there was no way I could get that ring over tightly contracted balls this morning. That's what happens after a day of denial.