Petulant? Impudent? Or Both?

The first order of business here today is to display Mistress's new "foundational" garment.  Last week we showed off some whispy thing she had purchased as an intimate layer beneath her elegant "mother of the bride" dress. She (and her slave) were so pleased with it that she decided to acquire another one in black -- a more traditional color scheme for Mistress.  She wore it Saturday night to dinner at the Dowager Domme's house, and gave me a chance to photograph her in it Sunday morning before it was doffed for wake up sex.

Isn't it fetching?

Now, back to today's real subject.

Over the weekend slave was accused of "back sliding".

"You've not been as attentive these last few days, slave!"

"There's too much petulance in this house".

"I don't like that impudent tone, slave!"

You get the picture.

Of courses, Mistress is always right. I probably have been a little distracted with some work drama this last week. And maybe that compromised my focus on atoning for my past offenses and keeping Mistress as my primary focus.  That's not a good place to be with our kids reinfesting the nest starting tonight, and a big wedding over the weekend.

But these well grounded accusations did get us discussing a matter that required the consultation of a dictionary.

Was I really "petulant"?  Or was it more "impudence" that Mistress was calling to my attention?

According to one dictionary I found, "petulant" denotes someone who is "childishly sulky or bad tempered" as in "he was moody and petulant / a petulant shake of the head."

On the other hand, "impudent" means "not showing due respect for another person", as in "she could have strangled this impudent upstart."

Fortunately, Mistress has not (yet) resorted to strangling.  But my ass has certainly received some more corrective action in recent days than it had grown used to.  I am refocused on doing the little things that can help me shed any trace of either petulance or impudence.

Wish me (and my ass) well!

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"?

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.....

Hiding in Plain Sight

Last night, as we were making dinner, Mistress noticed something on the wall of our new/old UCTMW World HQ that caught her attention for the first time.

"Hmmmm.....What's this ...."

She couldn't call me by my proper "Slave" title, because our daughter was hovering nearby, helping with the dinner prep.

"Oh....That's been there for a while, part of the original decorations....Hadn't you noticed it before?"

See that long slender object,  just to the left of the mirror .  Our new/old digs used to be an old Coach House, renovated for residential use. But the folks who owned it before us displayed some equestrian related objects. You can see some of the items, incuding a more conventional riding crop tucked away to the left.

But what caught Mistress's eye was a rather nasty looking leather whip of some sort (does someone know the proper name?) with leather ridges along its business end, and two separate and very stiff "tails".  It looks mighty nasty, doesn't it.

("Fury", see what you're missing by not coming down here and helping us sort through all our detritus).

"Should we try it on you sometime, sweetheart?"

Mistress just winced, not wanting to go into this sort of discussion with our daughter close at hand. But it did give me some ideas for the next switch day.

Unless Mistress calls "first dibs." 

But then, I've been such a good slave lately, haven't I?