On our Saturday afternoon bike ride, Mistress made a surprising confession.
"I'm actually sexed out, Slave...."
"You?"
"Think about it Slave.... Sex with you Thursday morning. Sex with Jay Thursday night. And again Friday morning. Then with you again Friday afternoon. Then Friday night with Jay again. And Saturday morning too."
Ah yes. Friday night.
Jay joined us for dinner, then sidled into bed with Mistress in the UCTMW executive suite. That left Slave in our daughter's bed, where our two cats seem particularly annoyed that the house's social order had been so grievously tossed on it's head.
I could hear a little bit of conversation and giggling next door, but what was up was unclear.
In the morning, when Mistress came downstairs to ask me to make some coffee for her "guest", she gave me a brief after action report.
"Jay loves to see me use the hitachi on myself, Slave..... so there was that, and a little sex afterwords before we went to sleep."
Mistress and Jay holed up in their room for another hour or two.... it sounds as if the Hitachi was out and humming again between Mistress's thighs.... and then the three of us walked up to a local greasy spoon for a late morning breakfast.
Then old Mick did some field slave work in our yard, while Mistress and Jay took a romantic walk around our old neighborhood. Jay headed back to his house early in the afternoon. And that's when we took our bike ride.
"All sexed out, Mistress..... does that mean it's an abstinence day for me?"
Hopefully I didn't sound too sulky. I was a tad horny after all. It had been nearly 24 hours, since I had scrupulously followed the "no touch rule" laid down before bedtime on Friday night.
"Oh.... don't worry, Slave.... I'm sure we can work something out after our Saturday afternoon nap....."
Monday, April 6, 2015
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Heartland Hospitality (Cuckold-style)
Here at the UCTMW Mistress has had a busy "Holy Week".
Holy Thursday night was her sleepover with Jay.
And all three of us celebrated Passover / Good Friday with dinner out, and Mistress returning Jay's hospitality here at the UCTMW World HQ.
Fortunately, Mistress persuaded her slave to skip out of work a little early on Friday. I mean, if Congress gets a 2 week Easter vacation, how could it hurt if I left work at 3:45?
That gave us about an hour in bed before Jay arrived. Mistress even sprung me from my cage (she had directed me by text from Jay's bed to "cage-up" before heading to work). That allowed her slave some late afternoon delight before her lover arrived.
As I laved her clean shaven folds with my eager tongue, she gave me a brief update on her evening / morning with Jay.
"It was maybe the best, most raucous sex ever for us slave.....before dinner, then after dinner too."
"And what happened, Mistress?"
"Oh the usual.... lots of cock riding.... him fucking me with my legs up at the side of the bed....and of course him spending lots of time with his face between my thighs....."
"And what about you, Mistress..... did you get to suck his cock?"
"Of course, Slave..... Jay really loves that....."
Once Mistress was pleased with my own worship, she gave me a little 'show and tell', sucking her work-a-day cock and then riding it with abandon to another cum. After the dust settled, Mistress shared a little more about her morning in Jay's "love nest".
"We weren't planning on morning sex.... but when he joined me in the shower.... and., well, one thing just led to another....."
'Well that's a surprise, Mistress....."
By then it was time for us to dress and get some wine and cheese ready for Jay's arrival.
The three of us chatted in our living room for a while, with Jay and I grousing about the political scene as Mistress, seated on the couch next to him, coyly added to the conversation as her lovely bare feet rested in Jay's lap, seemingly teasing his cock through his chinos.
If Jay felt uncomfortable about this PDA in front of his lover's husband, he didn't show it. But neither is Jay the sort of stereotypical alpha cuckolder who relishes the humiliation of his lover's cucked hubby. Instead we have a peer like relationship when we all get together, giving Mistress the pleasure of having two eager to please lover's in one room.... sort of a double date without the extra lady.
And of course it can be fun to tease Mistress about the nature of our relationships with her.
As we sipped wine, the talk turned to politics and 2016. Mistress predicted Jeb Bush will be the next President. Jay and Mick put their money (somewhat reluctantly) on Hillary. Mistress said we should have a bet that both of us have to pay off if she turns out right.
"But what should the stakes be?" she asked.
"Double orifice sex?", I quickly suggested.
Jay nearly choked on his red wine.
Mistress protested.
"Yuck....I think one orifice at a time is just fine, slave "
"How about a trip..... with both of you....," she countered.
Not a bad concept.
As the evening progressed, the three of us enjoyed our "Seder" at a local hipster Taco joint, complete with music from a local Zydeco band. Jay insisted on sitting across from Mistress, with me next to her in a booth. The arrangement may have prevented Mistress from fondling Jay's thigh through dinner (or the reverse). But they did get to hold hands a bit between munching tacos and sipping tequila and beer.
Of course the tricky stage of the night was sleeping arrangements.
Jay seemed a little nervous about sharing our bed with Mistress with me in the house. As I said, he can be a tad squeamish about exercising his cuckolder rights when his lover's hubby is around.
But Mistress can be very persuasive. It didn't take her long to make sure her slave was safely tucked into bed next in one of the cute Co-Ed's rooms.
"Sleep tight, slave..... and remember, no touching....."
"Yes Mistress...."
I suppose I should add that when she slipped away, back to our room, she had on a very hot turquoise thong and lacy black bra.
It seemed that Jay was in for a treat.
Holy Thursday night was her sleepover with Jay.
And all three of us celebrated Passover / Good Friday with dinner out, and Mistress returning Jay's hospitality here at the UCTMW World HQ.
Fortunately, Mistress persuaded her slave to skip out of work a little early on Friday. I mean, if Congress gets a 2 week Easter vacation, how could it hurt if I left work at 3:45?
That gave us about an hour in bed before Jay arrived. Mistress even sprung me from my cage (she had directed me by text from Jay's bed to "cage-up" before heading to work). That allowed her slave some late afternoon delight before her lover arrived.
As I laved her clean shaven folds with my eager tongue, she gave me a brief update on her evening / morning with Jay.
"It was maybe the best, most raucous sex ever for us slave.....before dinner, then after dinner too."
"And what happened, Mistress?"
"Oh the usual.... lots of cock riding.... him fucking me with my legs up at the side of the bed....and of course him spending lots of time with his face between my thighs....."
"And what about you, Mistress..... did you get to suck his cock?"
"Of course, Slave..... Jay really loves that....."
Once Mistress was pleased with my own worship, she gave me a little 'show and tell', sucking her work-a-day cock and then riding it with abandon to another cum. After the dust settled, Mistress shared a little more about her morning in Jay's "love nest".
"We weren't planning on morning sex.... but when he joined me in the shower.... and., well, one thing just led to another....."
'Well that's a surprise, Mistress....."
By then it was time for us to dress and get some wine and cheese ready for Jay's arrival.
The three of us chatted in our living room for a while, with Jay and I grousing about the political scene as Mistress, seated on the couch next to him, coyly added to the conversation as her lovely bare feet rested in Jay's lap, seemingly teasing his cock through his chinos.
If Jay felt uncomfortable about this PDA in front of his lover's husband, he didn't show it. But neither is Jay the sort of stereotypical alpha cuckolder who relishes the humiliation of his lover's cucked hubby. Instead we have a peer like relationship when we all get together, giving Mistress the pleasure of having two eager to please lover's in one room.... sort of a double date without the extra lady.
And of course it can be fun to tease Mistress about the nature of our relationships with her.
As we sipped wine, the talk turned to politics and 2016. Mistress predicted Jeb Bush will be the next President. Jay and Mick put their money (somewhat reluctantly) on Hillary. Mistress said we should have a bet that both of us have to pay off if she turns out right.
"But what should the stakes be?" she asked.
"Double orifice sex?", I quickly suggested.
Jay nearly choked on his red wine.
Mistress protested.
"Yuck....I think one orifice at a time is just fine, slave "
"How about a trip..... with both of you....," she countered.
Not a bad concept.
As the evening progressed, the three of us enjoyed our "Seder" at a local hipster Taco joint, complete with music from a local Zydeco band. Jay insisted on sitting across from Mistress, with me next to her in a booth. The arrangement may have prevented Mistress from fondling Jay's thigh through dinner (or the reverse). But they did get to hold hands a bit between munching tacos and sipping tequila and beer.
Of course the tricky stage of the night was sleeping arrangements.
Jay seemed a little nervous about sharing our bed with Mistress with me in the house. As I said, he can be a tad squeamish about exercising his cuckolder rights when his lover's hubby is around.
But Mistress can be very persuasive. It didn't take her long to make sure her slave was safely tucked into bed next in one of the cute Co-Ed's rooms.
"Sleep tight, slave..... and remember, no touching....."
"Yes Mistress...."
I suppose I should add that when she slipped away, back to our room, she had on a very hot turquoise thong and lacy black bra.
It seemed that Jay was in for a treat.
Friday, April 3, 2015
Q. Should you wear a steel cock cage in a thunder storm?
Slave's day started inauspiciously --
(Well, not counting the hot wake-up sex before Mistress put me on 'lock down' in my cock cage for the day).
I got to spend some quality time at the City Impound lot, tracking down my mother's 2001 car. Somehow her "aide" (Mom's in a nursing home) had appropriated a car she was only supposed to use for runs to the MD or grocery, and had an altercation with a truck. She left the scene and the car behind, and the car was towed. After talking my way onto the lot, Slave got to tour all of the trashed cars in River City, just as a major thunderstorm hit town.
What passed through my mind? Would lightning be drawn to the steel cage locked around my work-a-day cock? If so, Mistress would be very disappointed. If I had looked more closely at the weather report, I suppose I would have opted for that plastic CB-6000.
Slave ended up soaked. And Mom's car was not worth salvaging. I did have to go home to change my soaked clothes, and got to witness Mistress showering and trimming her clean shaven folds in preparation for her big sleepover date with Jay.
"I hope you won't miss me too much, Slave..... I don't get to do this too often."
No, she doesn't. Jay normally has a son at home, cramping his ability to have a married lady guest sleep over. The last time was for his birthday, back in November.
Slave stayed occupied, having my cute grandsons over for dinner. And Mistress kept me updated, with texts like.....
'sex here first slave.... then out for dinner....."
She did call me after she had dinner, and as slave was settling into our chilly and lonely bed. And one thing she did was tell me where the key was hiding, allowing her slave parole from the cage for the night.
"Miss you slave..... I'll be here until 11 tomorrow morning.... will give you a call."
And with Jay's son away, she's made plans for him to come over and join us for dinner tonight. I wonder if there will be another sleepover, this time on our bed? Mistress has been vague about what their plans are this evening.
I'll be heading to work myself soon, with the image of Mistress sleeping in with her lover.
No doubt there will be even more sex this morning. At least I know Mistress won't be falling behind on the cum count, Terri, even without my assistance.
(Well, not counting the hot wake-up sex before Mistress put me on 'lock down' in my cock cage for the day).
I got to spend some quality time at the City Impound lot, tracking down my mother's 2001 car. Somehow her "aide" (Mom's in a nursing home) had appropriated a car she was only supposed to use for runs to the MD or grocery, and had an altercation with a truck. She left the scene and the car behind, and the car was towed. After talking my way onto the lot, Slave got to tour all of the trashed cars in River City, just as a major thunderstorm hit town.
What passed through my mind? Would lightning be drawn to the steel cage locked around my work-a-day cock? If so, Mistress would be very disappointed. If I had looked more closely at the weather report, I suppose I would have opted for that plastic CB-6000.
Slave ended up soaked. And Mom's car was not worth salvaging. I did have to go home to change my soaked clothes, and got to witness Mistress showering and trimming her clean shaven folds in preparation for her big sleepover date with Jay.
"I hope you won't miss me too much, Slave..... I don't get to do this too often."
No, she doesn't. Jay normally has a son at home, cramping his ability to have a married lady guest sleep over. The last time was for his birthday, back in November.
Slave stayed occupied, having my cute grandsons over for dinner. And Mistress kept me updated, with texts like.....
'sex here first slave.... then out for dinner....."
She did call me after she had dinner, and as slave was settling into our chilly and lonely bed. And one thing she did was tell me where the key was hiding, allowing her slave parole from the cage for the night.
"Miss you slave..... I'll be here until 11 tomorrow morning.... will give you a call."
And with Jay's son away, she's made plans for him to come over and join us for dinner tonight. I wonder if there will be another sleepover, this time on our bed? Mistress has been vague about what their plans are this evening.
I'll be heading to work myself soon, with the image of Mistress sleeping in with her lover.
No doubt there will be even more sex this morning. At least I know Mistress won't be falling behind on the cum count, Terri, even without my assistance.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Mistress Schedules a Sleepover with her Lover
Here in River City, Mistress is still trying to figure out how deeply her mother, the Dowager Domme, delved into her emails.... Did she see those photos of her slave in his cock cage? Did her eyes bulge and mouth water at the sight of the WC's special occasion cock?
We have been invited over to her house for dinner on Sunday. Maybe slave can pull some sort of stealthy snatch and analyze maneuver on the lap top in question while Mistress distracts the DD, based on tradecraft learned from watching too many episodes of Homeland? Or should I just drop said laptop in the back yard pond?
In the meantime, life goes on here at the UCTMW World HQ. While work takes up a good amount of our time, Mistress at least has the freedom to exercise her contractual privileges. Tonight she has scheduled a sleep over with her lover, Jay. His son is away this week, which allows for significantly more scheduling flexibility.
And when Mistress is away, special security measures are also in order.
"It's a cage day for you tomorrow, Slave....."
"I understand, Mistress....."
I already have the hard steel ring on, ready to mount the cover, and have Mistress snap the lock closed when she's done with her cock this morning.
Fortunately, it's not a real chastity day, since Slave will have a chance to have some "bon voyage" wake up sex with Mistress this morning, before she "steps out" for the evening.
I really am pampered, aren't I?
We have been invited over to her house for dinner on Sunday. Maybe slave can pull some sort of stealthy snatch and analyze maneuver on the lap top in question while Mistress distracts the DD, based on tradecraft learned from watching too many episodes of Homeland? Or should I just drop said laptop in the back yard pond?
In the meantime, life goes on here at the UCTMW World HQ. While work takes up a good amount of our time, Mistress at least has the freedom to exercise her contractual privileges. Tonight she has scheduled a sleep over with her lover, Jay. His son is away this week, which allows for significantly more scheduling flexibility.
And when Mistress is away, special security measures are also in order.
"It's a cage day for you tomorrow, Slave....."
"I understand, Mistress....."
I already have the hard steel ring on, ready to mount the cover, and have Mistress snap the lock closed when she's done with her cock this morning.
Fortunately, it's not a real chastity day, since Slave will have a chance to have some "bon voyage" wake up sex with Mistress this morning, before she "steps out" for the evening.
I really am pampered, aren't I?
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