Paint It Black

Slave has been left to his own devices here in the heartland, as Mistress and our youngest "Domme in training" graze their way through one of Europe's capitols this weekend.

You will  be relieved to know I followed Mistress's instructions to the T (or would that be "O") twice: once Friday evening and again on Saturday morning, not wanting to get punished for failing to discharge those dangerous natural juices.

As Mistress warned: "I don't want you running around all horny on your own this weekend, Slave...."

What a wise and benign Mistress. So many others would have simply locked me up and given some trusted neighbor the key in case of an emergency. Or had me use one of those numbered locks that Diane is partial to.  But if I had been locked up I would not have been able to ride my bike, as I did to work on Friday, and then again on Saturday.  What good is a slave who does not remain cardiac hearty to best serve his Mistress?

And I realized that despite her sight seeing with our daughter, Mistress still had me in the back of ehr mind when she texted me this photo apparently taken in a shop window this morning:


Last night I did go out to listen to some music at a local watering hole.  Mistress made clear that I should be caged for the occasion, and I even sent her a "snap chat" to demonstrate my compliance with her wishes.

But let's get to the subject of today's illustrations.  On Friday I posted a photo of Mistress in a fetching white get up.  But all of you know that Mistress usually sticks to basic black.  She even left one of her lacy black nighties, resonant with her perfume, natural and otherwise, to fuel my sanctioned "touching" this weekend. I went back through the moldy photo archives here at the UCTMW World HQ and found some choice examples or her preference for black.


Enjoy!  I know I enjoyed thumbing through this collection!

Flashback Friday

I dropped Mistress off at our local aerodrome yesterday afternoon, and woke this morning to a text that Mistress had arrived safely at her European destination.  Photos of her and our youngest "domme in training" are already popping up on facebook as they graze across one of the vaunted capitols of Europe.

Meanwhile, slave is back here in River City contemplating my day.

Mistress laid out some basic rules:

1) cage if I go out, other than when I ride my bike. It's a nice day here today, and there is a powerful incentive to ride that bike. Should I bring my cage and put it on at work?  The rules are ambiguous on that.
2) the "no touch" rule is suspended until Sunday night. Indeed, Mistress has instructed me to "touch" daily on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. But photographic evidence is required.  That means the uncomfortable taking of the "dick pic" which is them texted to Mistress.  Sounds like the snap chat app will be dusted off this weekend.

But for those of you looking for some "touch fodder" of your own, here are a few from the vault.



I recall this photo on the left from a trip Mistress took several years ago when she traveled to Europe with her mother and sister. Was it Our Western Correspondent who was pulling the strings back then, and told her to afix this clothespin to her nipple prior to some finger fiddling?

And (below) here's another photo from the vault. This is when Mistress and I were commuting betwixt River City and Orlando, before the blog started.  Mistress tended to greet me on my arrival in something alluring. And while this get up is a change of pace from her traditional black, it certainly is tongue tempting, isn't it?

When Mistress is Away....

Mistress is headed off for a long weekend today to visit our adventurous younger daughter who is "studying" abroad this year. That will leave slave to his own, pathetic  devices until Monday.

She's made clear what rules apply .... "I want you in that cage when you go out, slave."

Fortunately, there will be an exception when I am riding my bike. (I can hear Terri and Diane snorting in derision over that line, but slave has to stay semi-buff doesn't he?).

I will "keep myself busy" with work, time with cute grandkids, visits to my fading Mother, and maybe a little NBA play-off basketball.  Mistress will be back before I know it.

Sadly, there won't be much blog fodder for our readers while my nearly four day separation from Mistress will transpire.  I guess I can provide some flash back filler with old photos of Mistress from the vaults.

Stay tuned!

Hoping to Avoid a Primary Night Backslide.

After the dust settled on Saturday afternoon, with slave suitably chastened, we went back to a more normal routine. There was dinner with the Dowager Domme for her birthday on Saturday night, and a Sunday that featured a bike ride and some lolling about with the New York Times before Mistress indulged her slave with some mid-morning wake up sex. 

We did get a thoughtful comment yesterday from our anonymous local commenter, who has become such a student of the blog, I’m thinking he may be using it as a subject for a Masters’ degree. Here is what he had to say, in case you missed it:

The best thing about corrective action by one's Mistress or Master is that once it is done, the issue or cause for the corrective action is also done, at least until the infraction is repeated. This means that all transgressions are dealt with in the timely manner and are then considered closed action items. They are not brought up again and again, allowing the past to stay where it belongs promoting a sense of living for the moment and looking forward in a positive manner to the future. This promotes a healthy relationship as all contentious issues are put to rest in a timely manner.

Mick has now paid for his failure to serve Molly properly on the last two Tuesday election primaries. However, I must point out that there are several primaries to come, not to mention the Party Conventions this summer. Does anyone think that Mick will be able to control his appetite for following and participating in politics? I am sorry to say that I have some serious doubts. My money is on the probability that Mick will have a several sore bottom days between now and the General election in November resulting from getting lost in the election cycle moment and failing to serve Molly properly.

Anon, your observation is correct. A good, punitive physical correction – while painful at the time – is the best way to put to bed an incident (or multiple incidents) of misconduct.  Before Mistress learned this technique she could sulk for a while if Slave messed up, withholding her normally sunny personality as a form of punishment.  Now she seems to have learned that a good cropping can show me the error of my ways while allowing her to purge her own hurt feelings or discontent with me.  A “win win”, so to speak.

And tonight will be a test to see if her “correction” had the desired impact, as votes come in from the Indiana primary.  I'll be closely monitoring whether Ted "The Creepy Canadian" Cruz can reboot his fading campaign in Indiana. 

Let’s hope I don’t have a backslide. If so, it will be my backside that pays the price.