River City Freeze Out

Well as warned, Mistress stuck by her "threat" to keep her Slave on lock down yesterday. After some stress relieving wake up sex with that hard steel cock ring in place, Mistress made sure I was locked up tight before I headed off to work yesterday morning.

"Your cock was particularly hard this morning Slave.... that ring does seem to make you a little more desperate to cum."

She's right about that I might add.

Adding insult to my "cruel fate", it was sub zero here yesterday morning when I went out to start my car. We've been on a Cold snap that has closed schools for three days in a row here. 

"What if that steel cage has the same characteristics as a frozen steel pipe when you stick your tongue to it, Mistress?"

"Ugh. that wouldn't be good would it, Slave...."

Of course, she did not fall for that line, since the cage was at room temperature, at least for now.

Mistress did arrange to have lunch with her Slave at a local Vietnamese spot, though we met out of the office, so there was no opportunity for worship. Then she was off for the rest of the afternoon, which ended with her rendezvous with her lover, Jay, who had been relieved of child care duties for just a few days.

She made sure to text me when she was off, then later when they headed out for dinner.

"I hid the key, Slave....."

Drat. There went my plan to pop that hard steel cage off when I got home.

Not that I would abuse my privileges.  I am a stickler for that "no touch" rule, after all.


Slave was stuck going to some boring political fundraiser downtown, trundling through the cold, a little concerned that my cage's temperature might drop to an uncomfortable level. But I doubt the boring lawyers and Judges I had to chat up for an hour or so had any idea that the guy they were talking to was on lock down, so to speak.  (If they had, maybe it would be considered as a new sentencing alternative for certain categories of offenders).

Once home, my evening was rather dull, reading the paper and catching up on some TV episodes in the DVR bank. And Mistress did not exercise her "sleepover" option, getting home at around 10:45 pm, looking relaxed, if a little tired.

She only shared a few details.

"He likes to do me with him standing up and me on the bed Slave.... he's been working out, so it's all very.... physical.  .... And I did a lot of cock riding too....."

"Lots of cums, Mistress?"

"Oh yes, Slave.... lots."

No wonder than Mistress had her fill for the evening. And she keep her tights on, because of the cold, so there was no tasting opportunity. But she was very kind to spring me from that cage. At least it was warm inside, so no parts adhered once she produced the key and unlocked me.

And I have a good feeling she will be more indulgent this morning when I wake her from her well earned slumber.

Back in the Cage

With our cute Co-Eds finally back on campus, Mistress seems determined to throw off the shackles of restraint and get back to a more rigorous sexual regime here at the UCTMW World HQ.

Slave had a very early meeting yesterday morning, which eliminated our chance for our usual wake-up sex, but Mistress did stop by my office after her lunch meeting, all dolled up in those hot black tights and boots for some mid-day worship.  It was particularly cold here yesterday, so the tights and boots were not just fashion statements.  Hopefully, she came away satisfied after the energy expended wriggling out of one leg to make her clean shaven folds available to my hungry lips and tongue.

Then, last night, she reminded be that it would be a cage day today for me, since she will be "out late". Jay's son is away for a few days, giving them a rare chance for dinner and a carnal desert back at his house.

"I don't want you getting tempted into trouble while I am out Slave."

Moi? trouble? I guess she's skeptical about my adherence to the no touch rule.

So despite this sub-zero weather, Slave has that hard steel cock ring on already this morning, which should provide Mistress with a little extra thrill when I slide back between the sheets at the appointed hour for me to wake her up this morning.

Free at Last

At about 6 am this morning, we finally dropped off our beloved cute Co-ed off at the airport for her return to campus. The interminable winter break is finally over, and Mistress and Slave have their empty nest back.

We wasted no time - dedicating our day to connubial bliss in all it's forms. Back in bed before the sun ever came up, we snoozed a bit, indulged in some play with Mistress's favorite power tool, read the papers, etc.

Mistress whipped up some breakfast for just the two of us, then we headed to the gym for a mid-day workout. The exercise got us in the mood for a little more time in the sack. And a second round of sex after a little late afternoon nap.

Without our cute Co-Eds around there was no whining about the dim candlelight of our dinner for two. Or the fact that Mistress wore one of her more revealing nighties to the dinner table.

Things are definitely looking up. 

The great white north whine

It's yet another snow day here in River City. On a typical Saturday it would be a great excuse to stay home, tangled in sheets, forcing yet more cums from my beloved Mistress.

Instead I am out in the cold having played taxi driver for our whiny daughter to her hair cut appointment. 

Of course she bitched the whole way about me not turning over the keys in this storm.
Favorite line:

"When I get in an accident with my children because I don't know how to drive in the snow it will be your fault!"

And "I wish I was going back to school today. All my friends are there already". 

You mean that was an option?

Instead, we'll be driving her to the airport at 5:30 am tomorrow morning.

Donna, time for that "happy dance" you talk about.