Cuckold Meme - Business Trip, Part III

When Mistress finally got home from her business trip,  we fell into a warm welcome home hug and deep kiss.  I was already on edge waiting for a full "read out" on the night she had spent with her boss. And the fact that my cock had been caged for more than 48 hours had left me frustrated and straining for relief.

As we broke the hug, her hand drifted down to my crotch, giving the cage a quick, teasing squeeze.

It was about then that I noticed her new jewelry - two platinum cuffs on each of her wrists.

"What's with the new bracelets, Mistress."

"He gave them to me on the plane ride home. Said they were a "bonus" for landing that big account.  He sealed them with a tiny screw driver.  Now only he can take them off."

She flashed them for a quick inspection.  Sure enough, there was no way to unfasten them without the special tool. 

"How did you react, Mistress...."

"It was kind of hot, slave.  Him fixing these on me in first class.  And he showed me the  matching  lock he bought, to seal them together, like handcuffs...."

"He did that on the plane ?"

"Yeah.... it was kind of a turn on....particularly when his land slid up under my dress...."

"Wow..... did that make you wet, Mistress?'

"What do you think.... he had me squirming and frustrated..... and there was no time for a quickie after we landed."

"Awww.... poor Mistress."

She gave me a fake sulk, lip protruding. 

"Why don't we adjourn to your chambers, Mistress and get you into something more comfortable....And maybe me out of this cage?"

All this talk about handcuffs and quickies had her "work-a-day cock" straining fruitlessly against hard steel.

"Hmmmm..... well there's one problem slave...."

"What would that be, Mistress...."

"While we were in bed last night....in that big king sized bed in his hotel suite.... he noticed the key ....on the silver chain you gave me, around my neck."

"And....?"

"And he asked me what it was......"

"And you told him? .... about my cage?"

Gulp.

"I did, slave.  You had to be there...."

"I can imagine.  So what did he say......"

"He was amused, to say the least.  About the whole cuckold thing.  And you locked up until I decided to free you....."

"No doubt."

That's when I noticed that the key was no longer on her necklace.  And began to panic.

"Uhhh.....What happened to the key?"

"He took it slave....he said it was in trade for the bracelets...."

"You mean?"

"He says he'll be the key holder for at least a few days..... and that the three of us have to talk."

"Oh shit...."

"But at least you can still worship....."

Cage Time Complications

In the last couple of days we've heard via email from a long time reader, John, who also publishes his own blog http://exquisitedungeon.com/, (Exquisite Dungeon). Mistress was curious when I read her John's emails and asked to peruse his blog. She was particularly drawn to some illustrations of women (John's mistress?) with keys on chains around their necks.

"Hmmm..... that would certainly be a good way to both remind you who's in charge, and make other folks curious..."

"As in, 'gee Molly, what's that key for?'"

"Exactly, slave....."

I suspect Jay would know exactly what the key was for if Mistress wore it over to his house for one of their lunch time or sleepover dates.

This morning I noticed on tumblr a photo of another way to not so subtly display a Mistress's key:

Although in this case, I'd worry that the key could easily get kicked  off and end up on the pavement somewhere. Hopefully there is a back-up key at home?

Another interesting story line popped up on Terri's blog, A Married Sissy, who discovered on Tumblr a card that one unfortunate cage wearer is required to give to random strangers to disclose his status as a cage wearer:

The back of the card has a description of why this fellow wears a cage, and a place for the stranger to initial so the keyholder knows her submissive is following orders.

This development ties in with a recent article about a transgender air traveler who got delayed in Orlando recently by TSA because of confusion when "she" went through the scanner, which disclosed an "anomaly" in the region of her crotch.

TSA claimed that the staff in Orlando was simply following the applicable "protocol" for such travelers.

Could the same thing happen to traveling cage wearers?  Is there a "protocol" for TSA to follow when they notice a steel or plastic anomaly affixed to one's genitals? And maybe a helpful carrying card could help persuade TSA to "stand down" under some circumstances.

All this makes me feel a little guilty that I've been dodging cage time in recent weeks.

Almost.

Slave's Feeling Guilty; Mistress Home Alone... Isn't there an App for that?

Normally Slave would have been happy for a relatively low key business trip to the land of enchantment... but not with Mistress home alone after our painful two week separation.

The bottom line is that we had about 48 hours together before I had to head out again. And because of lousy air connections I won't get back to her until Saturday afternoon.

Even worse, she's suffering from a cold or some other post travel maladies that have her crashing back at our empty nest.

She needs some serious pampering, and her Slave is two time zones away.  It had me feeling so bad that I almost picked up the "toy" I saw in a local gallery, so she could properly punish me for letting her down.

It's a shame I can't send over some Slave surrogate, to fill in when I'm out of town, just like it would be nice for Mistress to have a key holder surrogate when her Slave travels and she wants to make me wear my cage, but still give me the freedom to get through TSA screening, or maybe get some exercise.

Come to think of it, maybe there is a service industry just waiting to be born here. Sounds like a project for one of those hip business incubator's, with an attendant APP:

"Your Slave is on the road.... use this APP to find a nearby and trust worthy Domme willing to make sure he's safely locked away at bed time.... "

"Mistress traveling or home alone.... this APP quickly sends out a casting call for trust worthy submissives who will pop over for some stress relieving worship, a relazing massage or foot rub...."

At the least, can't some dork do a TED presentation on this unfulfilled marketing opportunity?