Long Day in the Cage

As I write this, Mistress is winging home back to River City after a few days in the Northwest. Sounds like she had her fill of gluten free goodies, and even some other  "medicinal" substances, while visiting a close friend out there. But I doubt she has picked up the grunge look after such a short visit to Pacific Northwest.

As for me... well I've been in the cage through the work day every day since she left. Of course, I did get a temporary parole at dinner time, and even permission to indulge each day my inner WC, but without the high priced lubricant that he puts on the UCTMW credit card.

And since I'll be picking Mistress up around 9 pm tonight.... this will be a particularly long day in the cage.

I did not exercise my "touch" rights this morning. I figured why go for brand X when I could use up my pent up sexual energy on Mistress tonight.

But after a long work day in the cage, and several more hours under lock and key, I'm starting to question my own good intentions.

It's a shame the key is back at the house, isn't it?

Yeah.... I know, some of you out there are not exactly feeling sorry for old, pampered Mick. Particularly since I get to spend the night with my lovely Mistress.

I just hope her plane is not delayed. I don't want to take cage time into OT.

The Latest Threat to the Global Economy: Sexual Apathy

Here is River City, winter seemed to arrive a little early yesterday. It as cold and blustery, with a rain squall or two tossed in for good measure. Particularly cruel  that there was no Mistress here in my bed to keep me warm, and make sure my lips and tongue had something to do. 

Mistress did send me some cute photos through the day, of beautiful blooming flowers, and the local high tech Streetcar, which some in River City have coveted for years. 

And while she has been too busy visiting with her friend to get into any "trouble" of a sexual kind, she did share that a passenger on the flight out put on a full court flirt with her through the first leg of her trip.

“I bet I hear from him when I get back, Slave…. but he really wasn’t my ‘type’…  a little too geeky. He and his wife must teach yoga in their spare time.”

Well at least he’s probably more flexible than Slave.

A few days of “celibacy” is something both of us can handle. Particularly when Mistress has given me strict orders to make sure her cock remains in working order while she is gone. At least we don’t seem in any danger of falling into the sad plight of the Japanese, who’s growing plight of “sexual apathy” was written up in this story in the Washington Post.  Here are some pathetic lowlights:

People in Japan are so averse to romantic relationships that the country's media even has a name for it: sekkusu shinai shokogun, or "celibacy syndrome," according to a widely circulated Guardian story on the country's low rates of marriage, childbearing and even sex.

A series of grim statistics tell the story:

 • Extremely high numbers of Japanese do not find sex appealing. 45 percent of women and 25 percent of men, ages 16 to 24, are "not interested in or despised sexual contact."

• More than half of Japanese are single. 49 percent of unmarried women and 61 of unmarried men, ages 18 to 34, are not in any kind of romantic relationship.

• In every age group, the percentage of Japanese men and women who are not in a romantic relationship has been increasing steadily since the 1990s.

• About a quarter of Japanese don't want a romantic relationship. 23 percent of women and 27 percent of men say they are not interested in any kind of romantic relationship.

• More than a third of childbearing-age Japanese have never had sex: 39 percent of women and 36 percent of men, ages 18 to 34. That number hasn't actually changed much over the last decade, but it is unusually high.

The article goes onto explain that these developments are not only bad for the sex toy industry, but could pose one of those dreaded existential threats to the world economy. As the Japanese population shrinks and gets older, the world's third largest economy could default on it's debt, plunging the world into the sort of financial chaos that could be described as a Ted Cruz wet dream.

This seemed a little odd to me. I've spent some time in Japan, and my father worked and lived there for several years. From our "exceptional" American perspective it seems an odd culture, but hardly asexual. I mean what about all that Shibari bondage stuff all of us aspiring kinksters read about?

And what about all those strange Anime films and comic books which focus on women who seem a little too young for comfort tied in rather strange positions, on the verge of defilement? Throw in some aggressive tentacles and you have a plot line worthy of 'Nilla.

Of course, maybe this ritualized restraint reflects a society that would  rather watch than actually do something about their primal urges. But that doesn't mean we have to take their impending meltdown lying down - either on our backs, or maybe ass up and shorts at our ankles, does it?

Maybe our can do American spirit can help restore the Japanese libido.... But I am not sure starting with Caroline Kennedy as our next Ambassador to Tokyo is the right move, do you? She seems a nice lady, but hardly one to make the Japanses suddenly go out and couple up. She certainly does not have the reputation for sexual exploits that her Dad or uncles Bob and Ted had.

No, let's be more proactive, and lead by example. Provide a role model who can break this sad decline into celibacy.

How about Miley Cyrus, who could twerk her way across the Floating Kingdom?

Or better yet....I'd be happy to give our WC a "public service" leave from his duties here at UCTMW. Certainly he could teach the Japanese a thing or two about mating rituals....although he might have to get out of the habit of wasting all that seed, and back into spreading it around.

 

Torn From the Fertile (and sticky) Imagination of our Western Correspondent

Mistress has flown the UCTMW coop for a few days.... visiting an old friend in the Northwest.  (She reports she had a stirring view of Mt. Hood at the end of her flight).

Slave got to take her to the airport early yesterday morning, and then drive back there again at the end of the work day to dispatch our daughter back to her east coast campus.

That was a little too much driving for a guy stuck in a hard steel cage all day ... that sucker sure can make one squirm when you have to sit for a while (WC add "not while driving" and "not while sitting too long" to that litany of cage avoidance rationales).

Fortunately, when I got home, Mistress mercifully told me where I could find the key, and I was given a temporary parole to allow a bike ride. She even directed me to "take care of business" once, but only once, per day while she was gone.

"That will make sure you don't get too horny.... we know where that can lead, Slave...."

She surely is a  wise and merciful Mistress! And to help matters along, she even left a very fragrant set of sexy nighties under my pillow, to help stimulate my senses, which were put to good use last night when I was having a little trouble going to sleep in this lonely bed of ours.

Yeah, I know, this isn't all that sexy, so as a bonus, I'm sharing a little smutty email that our WC sent to Mistress this past Sunday (with their permission of course)

:

Had a fantasy/dream about my sexy little friend

Dreamed I came down to Your hideaway and you and Mick were sitting in your main room 

I came in and ordered you to strip bare naked

Your eyes kind of glazed over as you stripped

I ordered you to put your hands behind your neck for inspection

That’s when I kind of woke up with my hand around an enormous erection

I imagined bending you over and making you pull you bottom wide open for me to inspect

Fucking hot!!!!!!!! 

You little stud

I pushed a finger deep up your cunt

You were soaking wet!

I then pushed that finger deep up your ass

And twisted it lifting you up on your tip toes

I then pulled you over my knee and gave you a long hard bare bottom spanking as Mick watched

Stopping now and then to rub your clit hard

You were soaking wet and I teased you about it

I spanked you again, questioning  you

Do you think I will let you cum tonight?

I hope so you said

NO I said

I pushed you down between my legs and told you to free my cock and suck it

I made you smell it and lick my balls

 Then I told you to suck every drop down........

OMG I came so hard

Then I slept with you spooning and teasing your wet cunt all night not letting you cum but making you jack me off and suck me of all night

You woke up in a puddle and I was thinking about how to keep you so fucking horny all the next day not letting you cum again

I had a great orgasm this morning my little friend......

Sounds like we are both stuck with our fantasies and right hands this week , Miguel.

When Mistress is Away.... Slave will be Locked Away

Mistress is headed to the great Northwest early tomorrow morning. I'll be driving her to the airport, and heading back there again late in the afternoon to take our younger cute Co-Ed, who's "fall break" will finally be ending.

We did get in some early evening "bon voyage sex" before dinner tonight. Mistress rode her cock to glory after some preliminary worship. And Slave was rewarded once she had her fill. A nice way to work up an appetite.

Molly will  be gone until Friday evening. And since she has an early flight tomorrow, Slave is shut down until her return.

Indeed, the protocol has been laid out:

"You're in the cage every day this week, Slave...."

Ouch.

"But what about when I'm home, Mistress?"

"You'll have to ask permission.... understood?"

"Of course, Mistress."

It Could be a long week.