Like A Virgin

Mistress and Slave celebrated their anniversary yesterday. It's a day when the celebration usually includes some hot sex. But because of Mistress's medical procedure earlier this week, we were proceeding with caution.

Yes, Mistress received her morning worship on Thursday.  But it had been since Monday morning that Slave had been given the opportunity to take his own pleasure within Mistress's clean shaven folds.

Her  MD had been a little vague in his advice about when "conjugal rights" again might be exercised. My advice to Mistress was to wait until she felt fully capable. But I think she was feeling a little sorry for her Slave and his enforced abstinence for a whole 3 days! (I know, a lot of you guys in chastity have a lot more patience than I do!)

Last night we scheduled what would have been a romantic dinner to toast our 21 years of marriage. At least until our cute Co-Ed expressed surprise that she wasn't included!  So the three of us had a pleasant (if un-romantic) dinner together at a funky little neighborhood bistro. 

After dinner,  we withdrew to Mistress's executive suite at the UCTMW World HQ. I was fully prepared to "hold fire" until the weekend, but Mistress was gung-ho. 

"Let's go for it, Slave.... I will let you know if you have to stop...."

So we proceeded, gingerly.

Slave made sure Mistress had a little starter cum by deploying my lips and tongue. Her response and my pent up demand had her work-a-day cock more than ready. 

"Just be gentle Slave.... pretend I'm a virgin....."

The combination of my ardor and the need to go slow and gently created a rather intense set of sensations, that seemed to extend rather than expedite my cock's re-entry into Mistress's tender folds.

I tried to be sensitive to any signs of distress from my beloved Mistress, while leavening my instinct to "go for it" con mucho gusto. 

Rest assured that there was a happy ending.

Hopefully there was no damage done. If not, maybe Mistress will be ready for a re-match this morning now that her "virginity" has been re-taken.

Ice, Ice Baby!

Mistress has oft been referred to as "Smokin' Hot", but sometimes you have to cool off. So it should come as no surprise that after some minor surgery she has been required to ice down those clean shaven folds. Don't you like the way her ice pack matches our sheets? And do you think we can hit up Apple for some product placement revenue?

Fortunately, she did feel up to some worship before bed time last night. Slave eased the ice pack away to reveal some slightly swollen folds, and when my tongue reached out for that first delightful taste my first thought was "twat-cycle"!

I went about my task gingerly, and it took Mistress a little longer than usual to thaw enough to warm to my ministrations.  And, with a little more effort, there was a happy ending!

Of course, she is not quite ready to accept the work-a-day cock just yet.  Hopefully by the weekend, we can get back to a more routine level of sex-capading here at the UCTMW World HQ.

Abstinence Week

Mistress and Slave made it back to River City safely on Sunday evening.  Thankfully we had some hot wake-up sex back in Harry Truman's hometown Sunday morning, because by the time we pulled into the driveway at around 7 pm, Slave could only muster some worship for his beloved Mistress.

Now we are on an unusually long break from our typical conjugal rights because of a medical procedure Mistress had scheduled for Monday afternoon. Nothing serious, mind you. But it will keep us chaste at least through the end of the week.

Which goes to show that even at the UCTMW World HQ there can be a break from the sexual routine.

I'm not exactly sure how we will handle all this pent up demand for several days. Do we go the "distraction" route, and ignore everything with  sexual cues?  Skip the  season premier episode of "Masters of Sex" on Showtime, in favor of the baseball All-Star Game?

Or start posting about when out cleaning person comes, like Fury did yesterday?

At times like these I really miss Suzanne. I know she'd have a helpful suggestion. But then it would inevitably involve a cock cage.

Road Taunt

Confronted with the sudden appearance of 5 horses in our yard yesterday, Mistress and Slave did not have time for our wake-up sex before hitting the road.  We were looking at a long 13 hour drive day before coming to rest in the hometown of Harry Truman, just across the Kansas / Missouri Border.

Mistress must have known that her Slave was a little horny, and yet did not seem reluctant to taunt me as Slave drove and she caught up on her sleep through Kansas. Her splayed leg pose certainly was a distraction. And fortunately, we spent a good chunk of the day on rural two lane highways, so I did not have to worry about her distracting truck drivers as we passed them. But I suppose it was poor form of me to surreptitiously snap this photo with one eye on the road, one hand on the wheel  and one eye on Mistress's clean shaven folds.

Kids, don't do this at home!