FREE TAMMY!

Mistress and Slave are winding down our week at our SW hideaway. Over the last few days the snow gods have smiled on us here, giving us back to back Powder Days with the groomers unable to keep up with the dump.  Both Mistress and I took photos of ourselves knee deep in the light fluffy stuff yesterday.

But you will be relieved to know that we've also been able to keep up the sexual hijinks too.  Of course, Wake-up sex is never a problem. After a good night's sleep we are always "good to go", and the time change always gives us a little head start on the day. Early to bed and Mistress's work-a-day cock is locked, loaded and ready to discharge on command.

Yesterday afternoon, our legs were shot by around 1:30, so we came down the hill a little early. We had friends coming over for dinner, so Slave went into town to buy some provisions while Mistress set the table and tidied up. When I arrived home Mistress was ready for a lay down, with about 3 hours to go before our guests arrived.

She mentioned how sore her legs were, and I noted that she still had her black skiing tights on. Slave took this as a signal that Mistress was too tuckered for some afternoon delight, and I must say I was a little sleepy too. So after a little reading we both dozed off as the sun began its slow descent reflecting off the mountains through our cabin window.

But after about 30 minutes I noted some tell tale motion  next to me. Mistress was snuggling close, and her leg was draping over mine. I quickly got the message.

"Slave, I want you to make love to me now...."

No problem, Mistress, I thought you were tuckered out and  taking a pass."

"let me do the thinking, Slave."

She slithered out of those tights, and instructed her slave to insert "your device", assuring a particularly cock.  And by the time I slid back into bed I was more than anxious to graze her clean shaven folds as a little "starter" course before moving onto the main event.

Mistress indulgence of her pampered house Slave is a contrast to what's going on over in the realm of Suzanne at  All Mine . She and Jay are off somewhere in the West, where she is combining business with mucho pleasure this week. In the meantime, Tammy has been relegated to his cock cage, with no apparent possibility of parole until his Mistress's return.

Now I know some of you fans of forced chastity relish the thought of extended denial. But all I know is the cock cage I wear can get damned uncomfortable after 24 hour. I can't begin to imagine the pinchy pain and discomfort of a week of containment.  Yikes!

It sounds that Tammy's regular babysitter, Sherry, who typically enjoys "keyholder" status (as well as other privilges) will be checking up on Tammy this weekend. Couldn't she be allowed to at least take Tammy's "clitty cock" out for a weekend stroll before Suzanne returns next week?

Now maybe this cry for justice is impertinent coming from a lowly, and oft  pampered house Slave. Last night Mistress threatened me with a spanking in front of our guests when I inconsiderately gave her some instructions as we were putting dinner on the table.  (One of the female guests snickered at the thought, though I suspect she thought Mistress was only joking with me). It may be this blog posting will be interpreted as too "uppity" and make her follow through on her warning. If so, I am prepared to face the medicine for showing solidarity for a fellow sub.

But of you agree with me that its time to give Tammy at least a brief parole this weekend, with supervision by Suzanne's well experienced sister Tammy, please stop by All Mine today and add your voice to mine.