Mistress is now waiting in some 3rd world airport. Her slave is getting ready to leave from a slightly more civilized airport in the SW. Our reunion is planned for tomorrow evening when I will collect her and the Dowager Domme at the River City airport.
The time away seemed to go faster than I feared. Both of us were busy - she with a variety of exotic adventures. Me with some work around the house and evenings spent with friends. And lots of hiking and biking too.
Since it's not clear when JJ will be back in town, it looks like slave will get "first dibs" on relieving Mistress's pent up demand for a male induced orgasm.
As for me, all that daily self abuse has grown tiresome. I'm ready to please as well as please myself.
Hopefully our updates in the coming weeks will be more regular and more entertaining in the weeks to come!
Thursday, July 13, 2017
Monday, July 10, 2017
Texting With the Bull
Mistress remains with our youngest daughter and the Dowager Domme over in Madagascar, communing with Lemurs and very big lizards. Meanwhile slave is getting bored with self-abuse and longing for her return. As she texted me this morning (evening there), it's only 5 more days of this sad deprivation.
For amusement, I sent a picture of Mistress that my daughter had shared -- showing my beloved lying on a seemingly lovely Indian Ocean beach.
slave: "more evidence that she lives. I guess they've made it to the beach."
JJ: "Nice to see that your wife is alive."
Of course, it was not all just a locational update.
JJ: "So who gets to fuck your wife first when she gets home?
slave: "Good question. I suppose it's her call. I pick her up at the airport Friday evening. When do you get back in town?"
JJ: "Not 100% sure yet/"
slave: "OK. Let us know. I suspect she will be horny by friday."
JJ: "I suspect that as well. I think it's time for you to watch me fuck your wife."
slave: "I am looking forward to it."
Of course, whether or not JJ or slave gets "first dibs" may have a lot to do with Mistress's whims, and whether he's around on Friday night. I don't see her holding off after nearly three weeks of abstinence to accommodate JJ's schedule.
As they say, 80% of success is just showing up. I will definitely be showing up on time for Mistress's return.
For amusement, I sent a picture of Mistress that my daughter had shared -- showing my beloved lying on a seemingly lovely Indian Ocean beach.
slave: "more evidence that she lives. I guess they've made it to the beach."
JJ: "Nice to see that your wife is alive."
Of course, it was not all just a locational update.
JJ: "So who gets to fuck your wife first when she gets home?
slave: "Good question. I suppose it's her call. I pick her up at the airport Friday evening. When do you get back in town?"
JJ: "Not 100% sure yet/"
slave: "OK. Let us know. I suspect she will be horny by friday."
JJ: "I suspect that as well. I think it's time for you to watch me fuck your wife."
slave: "I am looking forward to it."
Of course, whether or not JJ or slave gets "first dibs" may have a lot to do with Mistress's whims, and whether he's around on Friday night. I don't see her holding off after nearly three weeks of abstinence to accommodate JJ's schedule.
As they say, 80% of success is just showing up. I will definitely be showing up on time for Mistress's return.
Friday, July 7, 2017
Move Along. Nothing to See Here.
Not much to report from our SW hideaway.Mistress remains on her African adventure. Our youngest daughter has joined their growing entourage in Madagascar. They spent two days wandering the rain forest, peeling off leeches, in search of lemurs. Wifi is spotty in rain forests, apparently. So we've only been able to trade a few texts once or twice a day.
Here slave has been following "the rules".
I'm thinking there is some perverse logic to Mistress's order that I "self abuse" daily. The result....self abuse is kind of tedious and boring compared to the real deal. Diane, you might want to try this tactic on Terri. You could find that the whole cage thing is superfluous. After nearly two weeks of this, I may never want to self-abuse again!
Mistress did ask if I had heard at all from JJ when we texted yesterday. Clearly her mindset (which must becoming increasingly horny by now, since she does not have the privacy for self abuse) is beginning to focus on upcoming adventures with JJ and his super-sized cock.
That leads to a recent article I noted that describes a more serious piece of academic research on the origins of the folklore involving a "horned" cuckold. Sexually Transmitted Horns. The underlying article might be more entertaining to read than today's blog for those of you who have waded into (or are curious about) the cuckold dynamic. But here is a brief summary from the article:
"It's difficult to summarize, but in brief .... the horns a cuckold wears in traditional culture is solidified semen passed through his wife, which the other man inserted into her via, you know. . . . The bodily fluids can in theory transfer from person to person, with the sexual aggressor transmitting his excessive virility into the man who is being played."
There's your folklore lesson for the day, dear readers. If the theory holds, slave may be getting a transfer of excessive virility from JJ in the coming weeks. Let's hope any relating horns are merely metaphorical.
Ironically, on my morning bike ride I encountered a group of horned beasts. My close proximity did not seem to bother then in the least. Do you think they detected a kindred spirit?
Tuesday, July 4, 2017
More Cage Time At Work?
Mistress is on the next leg of her long African journey. Now she's headed to Madagascar. Hopefully her internet connections will be better there. We've been unable to speak for about 5 days now. Which may be a record for us. Although we've been able to communicate one or two times per day via text. And she's gotten the snap chats I have sent her documenting my compliance with her "rules".
She also mentioned she's been texting with JJ too.
slave: "What's he been saying?"
Mistress: "Oh you know 'are you ready to be fucked? ' stuff like that.
slave: "I think he misses you, Mistress.
Mistress: "I think he does".
But in the absence of any real action to discuss here (other than self abuse), let's consider the implications of an article that appeared in the Times over the weekend: "It's Not Just Mike Pence. Americans are Wary of Being Alone With the Opposite Sex". Recall that recent article, in which the new VP stated that he will not dine alone with a female staff member? There was a lot of tut tutting over the implicit discrimination in such a policy. Some suggested that it was an anachronistic quirk of some former radio talk show host who calls his wife "mother". But it turns out it is an attitude more widely shared than one might expect.
As the article reports, a recent poll shows that Americans have doubts about interactions between a married person and a member of the opposite sex, whether or not at work. And the surprise is that women are more more suspect of such interactions as men.
When it comes to having a drink with a member of the opposite sex not your spouse, 60% of the ladies think it's inappropriate. 48% of men think it's inappropriate.
What about lunch with someone not your spouse, including a work colleague? 44% of women say "no". And 36% of men take the Mike Pence position of never dining alone with a member of the opposite sex.
(If they asked the question, "Is it appropriate to provide oral sexual pleasure to your female boss", they did not report the results).
Some argue that this disinclination to socialize with work colleagues is necessary to avoid false allegations of sexual harassment. The article quotes men who fear even meeting with a female colleague privately unless in a glass walled conference room, or with the door open. (A rule that Roger Ailes clearly did not follow!) On the other hand, working women can fairly argue that such policies inherently discriminate against them, by eliminating opportunities for the types of interactions with their bosses that men in the workplace enjoy.
But there's a solution!
If more men wore cock cages to work, then the risk that an innocent business lunch, dinner, or one-on-one conference would deteriorate into a sexual interaction on would be eliminated!
And being able to demonstrate that you were caged at work would automatically become an "affirmative defense" for a boss falsely accused of sexual harassment. Example: If Bill O'Reilly had documentary evidence that he always left the house in a cock cage, no one would believe the stories about him inviting blonde female correspondents to his hotel room. He'd probably still be bloviating nightly on Fox News. What a loss!
There would not be a cloud hanging over Justice Clarence Thomas if he had been able to demonstrate that he was caged when he described that pubic hair on the coke can to Anita Hill in his office at the EEOC.
And if "mother" snapped a photo of Mike Pence in his cage every morning before he leaves for his office in the West Wing, he'd feel more comfortable lunching privately with his female staffers (if he has any). Or even Kelly Ann Conway!
As the policy of men wearing cages to work gains more popularity, it would encourage entrepreneurs to design and manufacture new and improved cock cage designs. Comfort would likely improve for folks like Terri and me. And prices would go down! It's the American way!
Of course, it would't be fair to limit this remedy to inherent sexual discrimination in the workplace to male supervisors, would it? Should lady bosses be required to wear a shield that would prevent them from demanding sexual favors from their male subordinates?
Let's not get carried away.
She also mentioned she's been texting with JJ too.
slave: "What's he been saying?"
Mistress: "Oh you know 'are you ready to be fucked? ' stuff like that.
slave: "I think he misses you, Mistress.
Mistress: "I think he does".
But in the absence of any real action to discuss here (other than self abuse), let's consider the implications of an article that appeared in the Times over the weekend: "It's Not Just Mike Pence. Americans are Wary of Being Alone With the Opposite Sex". Recall that recent article, in which the new VP stated that he will not dine alone with a female staff member? There was a lot of tut tutting over the implicit discrimination in such a policy. Some suggested that it was an anachronistic quirk of some former radio talk show host who calls his wife "mother". But it turns out it is an attitude more widely shared than one might expect.
As the article reports, a recent poll shows that Americans have doubts about interactions between a married person and a member of the opposite sex, whether or not at work. And the surprise is that women are more more suspect of such interactions as men.
When it comes to having a drink with a member of the opposite sex not your spouse, 60% of the ladies think it's inappropriate. 48% of men think it's inappropriate.
What about lunch with someone not your spouse, including a work colleague? 44% of women say "no". And 36% of men take the Mike Pence position of never dining alone with a member of the opposite sex. (If they asked the question, "Is it appropriate to provide oral sexual pleasure to your female boss", they did not report the results).
Some argue that this disinclination to socialize with work colleagues is necessary to avoid false allegations of sexual harassment. The article quotes men who fear even meeting with a female colleague privately unless in a glass walled conference room, or with the door open. (A rule that Roger Ailes clearly did not follow!) On the other hand, working women can fairly argue that such policies inherently discriminate against them, by eliminating opportunities for the types of interactions with their bosses that men in the workplace enjoy.
But there's a solution!
If more men wore cock cages to work, then the risk that an innocent business lunch, dinner, or one-on-one conference would deteriorate into a sexual interaction on would be eliminated!
And being able to demonstrate that you were caged at work would automatically become an "affirmative defense" for a boss falsely accused of sexual harassment. Example: If Bill O'Reilly had documentary evidence that he always left the house in a cock cage, no one would believe the stories about him inviting blonde female correspondents to his hotel room. He'd probably still be bloviating nightly on Fox News. What a loss!There would not be a cloud hanging over Justice Clarence Thomas if he had been able to demonstrate that he was caged when he described that pubic hair on the coke can to Anita Hill in his office at the EEOC.
And if "mother" snapped a photo of Mike Pence in his cage every morning before he leaves for his office in the West Wing, he'd feel more comfortable lunching privately with his female staffers (if he has any). Or even Kelly Ann Conway!
As the policy of men wearing cages to work gains more popularity, it would encourage entrepreneurs to design and manufacture new and improved cock cage designs. Comfort would likely improve for folks like Terri and me. And prices would go down! It's the American way!
Of course, it would't be fair to limit this remedy to inherent sexual discrimination in the workplace to male supervisors, would it? Should lady bosses be required to wear a shield that would prevent them from demanding sexual favors from their male subordinates?
Let's not get carried away.
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