Cage Night for Slave

If last night was a "date night" for Mistress, it was also (and not coincidentally) a cage night for slave.

As a commenter noted yesterday, Mistress did not indulge the notion of  a "free range" slave while she was out on a dinner date with her latest prospect - S.

Of course, none of this disrupted our basic routine here at the UCTMW World HQ. There was some hearty wake up sex yesterday morning, featuring some robust cock riding on Mistress's part. Both of us got home by about 4:30 pm' leaving time for a short nap and some worship before slave scrunched his "junk" into that new cage of mine.  Mistress was busy primping, leaving the house at around 6:30 pm for her dinner engagement. My competitive juices were stoked by her visage: all in black, including the tights that always get my motor running.

"How do I look, slave?"

"Hot. Mistress. I'm sure S will be impressed."

Slave was then off to my evening's engagement -- joining my daughter and her kids at a 2nd grade musical performance. fortunately the cage is comfortable enough to tolerate a 3 year old bouncing on my lap.

Mistress's plans for after dinner were up in the air.  Would she be bringing S home? Or was it a chaste dinner, and home early?  The jury was still out on whether there was an attraction worth kindling.

I was heading home, and texted Mistress at around 8 pm to give her a heads up.

"I'm still at the restaurant, slave...." was her terse response. I responded that I would chill in my lower level "office", leaving the living room open for her and S should they choose to stop here at the end of the evening.

Settling in in front of the TV for some Daily Show deferred viewing, slave stewed in his caged juices for about 90 minutes, without and word from Mistress.  She finally arrived home a little after 10 pm, sans S.

"So how did it go, Mistress?", I said after a greeting kiss.

"Good, slave..... he's a nice, interesting guy. A lot more interesting than the rest of the guys we've spent time with lately....."

"But you didn't bring him home...."

"No. I told him I needed to get up early tomorrow, and I do.  But he was a little disappointed. He clearly could have stayed out longer with me....."

Clearly, Mistress is taking this one slowly, which is prudent.

"Any chemistry, Mistress?"

"Well he did kiss me. In the garage after we left the restaurant....."

"And how was that, Mistress?"

"It was good, slave....."

Mistress was clearly playing her cards close to the vest. But the message was that the green light is still on with this prospect. (Hopefully that garage kiss didn't go like this: Oops.)

"He reminded me that we have lunch set for next Thursday....but he said he'd really like to get together before then."

"And?"

"I told him I would look at the schedule and see what I can do....."

We were upstairs in our bedroom by now. Mistress noticed the key to the cage in our bookcase.

"So how was the cage slave?"

"Tight, Mistress".

And it had gotten a little tighter in the last few minutes as I heard about Mistress's date night. Mistress handed me the key, the signal that I could take off my cage.  But I have a sense that if things continue to heat up with S, there may be more cage time in my future.

Date Night for Mistress

Slave has a "date" at a cute grandson's 2nd grade class play. This left a big hole in Mistress's dance card. So why not fill it with a 2nd chance to see if her latest OKCupid suitor S to make a first impression.

So while I am out with the grandkids, Mistress will be meeting S for dinner.

"He wants me to meet him at the restaurant, slave....."

They are dining at a local Indian joint.

"You could ask him to pick you up?"

" I could, I suppose.  But it's just up the street....."

The jury remains out on whether S and Mistress will connect on anything other than appreciation for Bob Dylan and Prince level and/or antipathy for the POTUS level. If there is going to be any "hanky lanky" Mistress may have to present S with an engraved invitation. Or make the first move.

But at least as I sit in the audience of my grandson's play, I can imagine something more than them sharing an order of Chicken Tikka Marsala.

Only one question: cage or no cage?

Our Saturday Night Dinner Guest

Mistress and slave hosted her most recent "prospect" on Saturday evening, aka Super Bowl Eve. Ironically, S is a Minneapolis native, so it was easy to talk about the goings on in the great white north in advance of the big game, as well as local heroes Prince, Bob Dylan and Garrison (say it ain't so) Keilor.

The two of them had a lot in common: Trump antipathy, skiing (he was a ski racer in high school like our Western Correspondent), music, etc. As a result there were no awkward silences. He also seemed to like slave's cooking.

In advance Mistress and slave agreed on some protocols:

1) slave would be in his cage.
2) slave would not mention that he was in a cage. ("I don't think he's into that sort of thing, slave....."
3) I would not do any "hinting" about giving them private time, or abandon her with him without a clear signal from her.

Slave stuck to the plan, but did "abandon" the two of them a few times as I cooked and did the dishes.

S arrived on time at around 7 pm, and Mistress made clear at around 10 pm after we enjoyed dinner that it was time for her to go to bed (without him).

So what was the conclusion at the end of the night?

"He's a nice guy, slave....."

But.....

Well it's unclear now whether there is a "spark".  It's clear he is interested in spending more time with Mistress. He's a single dad, with a kid at home, who has no active girl friend / partner. But he's also very much Minnesota polite.

Example: Mistress sat on the couch as we sipped wine and had dinner. I sat on a side chair leaving plenty of room for him next to Mistress.  But he never took the bait, choosing another side chair.  He clearly does not get the cuckold dynamic.  The only physical contact I noticed was on his return from a trip to the WC he passed behind Mistress and briefly rubbed her shoulders. But even that stopped when Slave came up the stairs with a fresh beverage for him.

"You're going to have to make the first move, Mistress.... because he's going to wait for some very explicit signal that he has permission."

Maybe Mistress will even have to get all Domme with him, should she choose. But does she want another sub cluttering up the house?  I doubt it.

So what happens next?  Unsure.  He wants to get together with her again. No doubt he thinks it's time to engage her without her husband in tow. We will keep you posted.

In the meantime, slave is more than happy to continue fulfilling any of Mistress's sexual needs that  arise.

Date Night Means Cage Time.

Mistress and slave will be entertaining a new "prospect" tonight. We met S via OKCupid and then got together with him for drinks last Tuesday night. Anything for an excuse to avoid the State of the Union address, right?  He's a single dad who lives about 30 minutes from the UCTMW World HQ.  About 6 foot, with a runner's slender physique.  Age wise, he's about mid-way between Mistress and slave.

S is not exactly the "Bull" type.  More heartland polite. But we certainly had plenty to talk about during our two hours or so over drinks on Tuesday. The jury is still out on whether there is a sufficient "spark" that will generate some heat between S and Mistress.  But she determined it was worth getting to know him a little better.  I'll be cooking. They can be chatting over some wine.  We will keep our readers updated on how things develop.

As for me, Mistress laid out some clear directions.

"I think you should be in your cage tonight, slave..... it's been too long."

I guess I am in no position to disagree,