Saturday, January 10, 2015

Brrrrrrrrrrr!

River City is in a deep freeze this week.  Sub zero temperatures at night. teens and a brisk chilling wind in the afternoon.

We love our old house, but it's perched on a hill, and the old windows and rock walls are drafty. Our "furnace" is hardly engineered to deal with the cold and pump heat up two stories to Mistress's executive suite.

So Mistress and Slave are all swaddled up at bed time - Mistress in her "peek-a-boo" tights, and Slave in a sweatshirt and my running tights.   Not exactly romantic, but better than freezing .....

To add to the chill, our cute Co-Ed (#2) is home from Paris (just in time I might add, avoiding the terror chaos by just a day), and her room is just through a very thin wall.

To remind us of the close quarters, she mentioned that "you know, I can hear everything that your saying in there....."

Now that's enough to through a damper on Mistress's and Slave's typical sex life.

Our routine has settled into cranking up the classical music on the radio in the morning, hoping that Brahms or Beethoven will somwhow mask the sounds of our furtive couplings.

Last night we escaped to a movie, where at least the temperature was above 60 degrees. Showing was Inherent Vice, a stoner/noir detective flic set in California in 1970. It had a meandering narrative and muddled plot that gave Joaquin Phoenix a chance to grow bushy sideburns,   roll joints and drive around LA in a beat up 1966 Dodge Dart.

But there was a rather compelling sex scene involving a spanking of one very nude Katherine Waterson, that got the attention of both Mistress and Slave.

We discussed the scene as we walked up in the sub zero windchill.

"That was pretty hot, Mistress...."

"It was Slave...."

"And what about those nipples.... I've never seen any that large...."

"Really, Slave.... I thought you liked big nipples...."

"I like your nipples Mistress, and those seemed almost two big to be true.... do you think they were prosthetic nipples?"

Mistress expressed no opinions on whether those nipples were falsies.  (I found this image of Ms. Waterson in Boardwalk Empire, and I'm wondering whether those are the same nipples we saw in last night's movie - can women do to their nipples what they do to their lips?)

But I am looking forward to our daughter leaving the house just long enough to re-enact that spanking scene.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Long and Raucous Lunch Break for Mistress

One of the advantages of self-employment is a certain inherent flexibility in scheduling. Mistress fully exploited the privilege of giving herself a longer than usual lunch break yesterday afternoon, after our dusting of snow failed to close schools in River City.

That left Jay (also self-employed) home alone for Mistress to drop by with some high protein lunch provisions.

When Slave got home from a long day of dispute resolution, she came to the door to greet me with a kiss, and I could not help but notice that "well fucked" spring in her step.

"It was good to see Jay, Slave..... we had some great sex....", she told me that naughty smile on her face.

That was good news, of course. It had been a few weeks since their last get together, and I could see the two co-conspirators in cuckoldry being a little rusty as they reacquainted themselves with one another's bodies. But I suspect pent up demand more than made up for any "rust".  Muscle memory is an amazing thing, after all.

We adjourned to our bedroom for some pre-dinner R&R. I knew that she would be in no mood to allow her slave to fuck her after all that mid-day activity - a body needs to recover after all - but I was pleased to provide a gentle tongue massage for those well utilized clean shaven folds.

As I ministered to her, she gave me a brief update.

"It was pretty raucous, slave.  He likes to fuck me with me lying on the side of the bed, legs up, and him standing.  He's really in great shape right now -- very buff."

As Mistress deserves, don't you think?

"ANd there was some cock riding too, with plenty of oral thrown in there."

It was hard not to imagine Mistress sucking Jay's cock as I tended to her gently with my own tongue.

"Can you taste anything unusual down there, Slave?"

"Yes, Mistress..... it's definitely a little different, two sets of fluids mingling ....."

Yum.

Now slave has his own set of pent up demands to deal with, hopefully this morning before Mistress heads to that early spinning class.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Snow Day or Cage Day?

With our long holiday over, Mistress and Slave are slowly getting back into a kinkier groove, though there are some impediments on the horizon.

For one: today's 2-3 inches of snow may throw a wrench into some plans Mistress had with her lover Jay.

Last night, when I noticed some extra grocery items in the fridge - in particular a package of smoked salmon - she said she had picked it up for some lunch at Jay's house today (Tuesday). Obviously, that would not be the only "tasty" thing on the lunch time menu, if I know Mistress.  She even made it clear that it would be a cage day for me, while she was enjoying some time with her lover.

But as snow became more likely, the text traffic between her and Jay suggested a problem.

"If school's cancelled, his son will be home, and our lunch will be off, Slave."

You could tell she as a little let down.

After all, it's been a while since she's partaken of Jay's more athletic sexual stylings. There is an itch that needs to be scratched, and hard as I might try (or get), her slave is not the one to scratch it.

Another problem is that our younger cute Co-Ed is headed back tomorrow from her overseas "studies". So our empty nest window will be sliding closed for about 2 weeks before she heads back to the eat coast for her next semester.  This presents a problem for Mistress getting together with her "back bench" lover, K.

"K got in touch yesterday Slave..... he says he really wants to see me, but I told him it would be a problem for him to stop by for a while because (our daughter) will be here....."

"Oops.  I guess he should have struck while the nest was empty, Mistress...."

"He wanted to know if we couldn't get her to leave the house for a while someday, so he could pop over at lunch time...., but I told him that might be hard to arrange, or make sure that she didn't show up earlier than planned...."

I suppose this could be another cuck/slave duty.... make sure that our daughter is out of the house long enough for Mom to have some hot sex with a back-up lover?

A long Daddy daughter lunch?

Take her to a matinee?

Take your daughter to work day?

I guess we'll have to think about how to pull this off.

A Slave/Cuck's job is never done, is it?

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Is Kink Good for Your Mental Health?

Mistress and Slave have been back to the grind here in River City for 3 full days now, getting used to the crappy grocery stores and boring restaurants of the heartland, and slowly adjusting our body clocks to the schedule here.

The only highlight has been my introduction to a lovely new granddaughter that arrived just before Christmas, and while we were Euro-side. Having met her, we'd be more than happy to move on to our next holiday.... but, alas..... that won't be for a while. Work and clients are in our face, and we are in no mood to get out and socialize. So it's been a weekend at home, with the typical visits with aging Moms thrown in.

Fortunately, we were able to put aside all of our familial duties by around 3:30 pm yesterday, giving us time for a late afternoon nap on a rainy Saturday, and a nice "2-a-day" session in the sack before dinner time. It seems that jet lag has not interfered with the mechanics of copulation!

Mistress may be stopping over at her lover Jay's house this afternoon, while slave watches what will likely be another early exit from the NFL play-offs by our Pussycats who never seem to get over the hump in the post-season. But since his son will likely be home, she may have to defer her Jay "fix" until later in the week.

Poor girl.

A hard cock and body deferred is a hard cock and body denied!


But despite my whining, we're doing well here at the UCTMW World HQ, and maybe it's because those of us who dabble in BDSM have an edge when it comes to mental health. At least that's what a recent study that Mistress pointed out to me reports.  (Here is the link to the article in the Huffington Post. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/06/05/bdsm-better-mental-health-study_n_3390676.html)


The study, which was published in the Journal of Sexual Medicine in May, surveyed 902 people who practice BDSM and 434 people who prefer so-called "vanilla" (non-kinky) sex. Each person filled out questionnaires regarding their personalities, general well-being, sensitivity to rejection and style of attachment in relationships. The participants were not aware of the purpose of the study.
Despite past assumptions that BDSM proclivities might be correlated with previous abuse, rape or mental disorders (research has shown that they're not), this survey found that kinky people actually scored better on many indicators of mental health than those who didn't practice BDSM, reported LiveScience. According to Reuters, BDSM-friendly participants were found to be less neurotic, more open, more aware of and sensitive to rejection, more secure in their relationships and have better overall well-being.
Andreas Wismeijer, a psychologist at Nyenrode Business University in the Netherlands and the lead author on the study, told LiveScience that people involved in the BDSM community may have scored better on these surveys because they tend to be more aware of and communicative about their sexual desires, or because they have done some "hard psychological work" to accept and live with sexual needs that are beyond the scope of what is often considered socially acceptable to discuss in the mainstream.


I suspect there is some truth to the hypothesis that those of us who kink-up our sex lives are a tad more communicative about, and insistent upon communicating our sexual needs and getting them fulfilled. Certainly Mistress has been known to tell her Slave when somlleagues have when they confront a new work week, isn't it?

But feel free to share any insights you may have on why those of us into BDSM may have sunnier lives than all those vanillas out there.
e much needed worship is in order.

And to the extent that more sex makes one more happy, well I suspect we certainly have a whole lot more than the "typical" old married couple.

If anything, worrying about whether Mistress wants me to wear the cock cage to work on a Monday morning is a much more "first world" problem than a lot of my colleagues have when they confront a new work week, isn't it?

But feel free to share any insights you may have on why those of us into BDSM may have sunnier lives than all those vanillas out there.