A Cautionary Cock Cage Tale

Mistress was back by Tuesday evening after her brief road trip. Her slave was more than happy to have her back, and had chastely waited for the opportunity to discharge my bodily fluids the old fashioned way. Since then we’ve had a hectic week here in River City, with a very busy workload. Though we’ve made sure not to lose track of our prime directive: making sure Mistress has at least 2 cums daily.  Friday started out with her ahead of the curve, after some oral worship and cock riding kicked off the day.

Over at A Married Sissy, I’ve noticed that terri received an early Father’s Day Gift: a new cock cage called the “Holy Trainer”. He claims it’s more comfortable than his older devices, and I must say it sounds intriguing. The ones I have are not particularly cozy, and can pinch and abrade after only a few hours of  wear. Overnights can be particularly painful. I’m wondering if I should suggest to Mistress that we try this upgrade, though it could result in more cage time for slave.  Terri, have you tried riding a bike with it on? That would be the ultimate test.

But there was something in the news yesterday that caught my eye, and made me want to warn the rest of you to be particularly careful when caged:

Apparently a couple practicing male chastity had a little too much to drink down near Knoxville, TN lately, getting the male partner into a “jam”. Having failed the field sobriety test, our hapless hero had a special request for accommodation before the cuffs were slapped on and he was hauled to the local jail:

 Upon being taken into custody, Eidam (seen above) told Sergeant Dennis Smith that “he would need a key from the vehicle he was operating.” Eidam, Smith added, then “went on to explain the key fit a chastity belt that was attached to his penis.”

Eidam told Smith that there were two keys for the chastity belt. One, he said, was on the key chain in his Toyota Tundra. The second key was on a necklace worn by Rebecka Alexander, Eidam’s girlfriend. Pictured at left, Alexander, 44, was in the car’s passenger seat and was “highly intoxicated,” according to a criminal complaint.

A second cop retrieved the key from Eidam’s vehicle and subsequently gave it to personnel at the Anderson County lockup. Sadly, the court filing does not chronicle how jailers handled Eidam’s chastity belt, nor is the device further described.

Here is a photo of the tipsy Mistress.

The report  (Drunk Driver Wearing Chastity Device) fails to disclose the officers’ reaction to this unusual disclosure, though my guess is they got a chuckle at Mr. Eidam’s expense. But it does detail his outfit for the evening:

In addition to the chastity belt, Curtiss Eidam, 35, was wearing a white skirt, "white and pink leggings," and black high heel shoes, a police report notes. The 5' 9", 230-pound Eidam also had a ribbon tied in his goatee, according to WYSH.

It’s not clear whether the ribbon in his goatee matched the pink leggings, or if the high heel shoes had those nifty locking straps that some Dom / Domme’s prefer. And I’m sure Diane would raise her eyebrow and sneer about the thought of letting a caged companion keep a spare key on his key chain. What sort of chastity is that?

Regardless, I think this requires all of you caged cuckolds and keyholding Dommes  to keep in mind that drinking and cock cages don’t necessarily mix, unless there’s a designated chaste cuckold to drive home after a night on the town.

Lonely Bed Give Time to Answer Reader Question.

Mistress was up early this morning and off on an overnight business trip. Sadly, I'm here alone in our bed, and she doesn't even have a handy side-dish to keep hers warm.  I spent the evening visiting my cute grandkids, getting my ass kicked in a game of stratego with a 10 yr. old, and bickering on facebook over the endless Presidential election campaign.

I suspect I will hear from Mistress before I drift off to sleep.  But in the meantime, slave is following the "no touch" rule. There was not time for sex this morning, so it may  be a whole 60 hours or more between cums for Mistress and slave.  Not a good way to kick off June!

So with nothing to report on, why not rely on an old blogging contrivance: answering reader questions.  Yesterday Lapsed Catholic Wife (LCW) asked why Mistress recounting her Saturday night nookie with Jay made me horny:

"is it the thought of another satisfying the Mistress?  Or is it the sex act itself?  Does Jealousy every rear it's head?"

LCW, I've scratched my head about that more than a few times. The whole cuckold turn on is a real mystery, and, quite frankly it never even occurred to me as a hot concept until I was writing up our contract, found a few forms on line, and came upon the notion that the Mistress could take other lovers as a matter of contractual right. Here's the language from our contract (which is posted to the right this text):

4. Mistress has the right to engage in other relationships with men or women, of whatever nature, without obtaining additional consent from the Slave. Such relationships may include “vanilla” relationships, her taking or training of additional slaves, or her submission to other men or women.

4. Mistress has the right to disclose to any person her status as the Owner of Slave and the terms of this contract.

I did a whole blog on this subject back in 2010 that keyed off a Psychology article on the subject: So What's This Cuckold Stuff Really About.

But in reviewing that ancient post, our experience these last few years requires an update:

1) The "sperm competition" referenced in that article is part of the thrill.  It makes you "up your game" when Mistress describes a hot encounter with a side dish, or even if she sees some guy who turns her on, but has to admire him from afar.

2) The masochistic / humiliation thing also is a potential turn on for me. Oddly, all of the men Mistress has been involved with since we signed our contract have been almost too respectful to old Mick. Maybe it's my stature (I am nearly 6 ft. and hardly skinny); maybe it's my age and seeming gravitas.  Whatever, all the guys I have met seem to go out of their way to be courteous and respectful even as they have their way with my wife. I confess It would be pretty hot to have one who taunted me with his privilege. 

3) Finally, at least so far jealousy has not entered the picture. Maybe part of it is my age, or experience, or my trust in Molly, but I've never felt threatened and (therefore) jealous of any of Mistress's lovers. Oddly, if one came a long who made me feel threatened and jealous, that would probably make things all the hotter.

Yeah, call me crazy.

Hope that answers your question LCW. 

 

Two Lovers and a Funeral

Mistress had a busy Saturday.

It started the way a typical Saturday does at the UCTMW World HQ. Slave wakes early, but at the appointed hour (around 7:30 am) I went back up to the marital bed for some worship and wake-up love making. Nothing flashy, but quite fulfilling. (Certainly more fulfilling than those of you who are stuck in those infernal chastity devices for weeks at a time!).

We took a bike ride in the neighborhood after the dust settled in our bed, then had a sad obligation to fulfill : a memorial service and reception in honor of an old friend, a little younger than me, who had passed away a few weeks ago. It was a sad, but also joyous occasion as we remembered the life of a true bob vivant, who enjoyed entertaining his friends and colleagues at pool side in the summer months. I suspect I've written here about afternoons or evenings enjoying his food, beverage (many) and gathered friends on sultry summer days here in River City. He would always tease Mistress that her deep tan was found in a tanning booth. She always insisted it was quite natural. And, of course, Mistress was always right.

Mistress was dressed as a sexy mourner, in a black summer dress with a hemline that gave us all a nice view of her muscular legs. I suspect she was a pleasant distraction to some of the older men there to mourn the passing of our friend. And don't you like those semi-kinky shoes?

We were home by mid-afternoon, and while there was some talk about Mistress deploying her strap-on, the mood of the day, and the tequila sipped by both of us at the reception had both of us in the mood for a nap.

When we woke at around 4:30 pm, there was a little time left for slave to worship Mistress, giving her a little starter cum before her next engagement: a rare Saturday night out with her lover Jay. I was having dinner with my sister, daughter and cute grandkids. That gave Mistress a chance to schedule  a "date" with her side-dish.

Not surprisingly, I was home earlier than Mistress. She found me in bed when she got home at around 11 pm.

"Jay wanted me to spend the night slave, but you know I like to wake up in bed on Sunday morning's with my slave by my side...."

And I was happy to have her back.

Mistress only gave me a brief after action report.

"We had dinner out. and then some pretty hot sex back at his house, slave.....lots of cock riding and cock sucking....."

I knew that meant Mistress had more than her fair share of cums for the day.

"Does that make you horny slave...."

"I can't deny it Mistress....."

"Well you'll just have to wait until the morning.... I think my body is done for the day."

Fair enough.  I'm personally looking forward to some more details as I worship this morning.

Weekend Planning

The bad part about those 3 day holiday weekends is that when Tuesday comes around the work has piled up turning the days left in the week into a bit of a harried cluster fuck. The good part is that the end of the day comes blurringly fast!  Heck, it's Friday already!

Slave's sister is in town this weekend to visit my fading mother.  I'll be spending Saturday night entertaining my sister.  But Mistress has the night off from hanging with an in-law.

She and her lover Jay haven't had much quality time together lately. He's had more work travel and some daunting child care issues to deal with. But there is hope for a dinner out together Saturday while I'm with my sister. So maybe Mistress will finally get a chance for some extra-curricular nookie after a long dry spell?  We've been getting lots of sex on our own these last few weeks. But every good Mistress deserves a little variety, right?

Stay tuned.

Now I'd better get upstairs and provide the services that are expected of me.