The WC Takes Charge

Our day started with cage in the hard steel ring that serves as a "seat' for my cock cage. Mistress had the benefit of a particular solid cock for her morning fucking, but only after some persistent oral servicing.

After both Mistress and slave were satisfied, the cage was secured and the key tucked away on Mistress's dresser. It was then time to head to our second session with a tag team of therapists to help us work through our current "troubles".

As we waited in their rather spartan waiting room, I had to tease Mistress a bit.

"Should I mention that more cage time and cropping are part of our recovery therapy, Mistress."

"There's no reason to go there, slave", Mistress scolded.

"How about the whole cuckolding thing?"

"That would only distract them from the real problem here, slave..... which is your deception of me."

"Understood, Mistress. But won't they think it's weird if I squirm too much because of this cage?"

"They'll probably just think your nervous, as you should be!"

Of course, slave had no intention to raise any of those issues. And the session proceeded pretty much as the first one had.....no harm done, and hopefully a little progress in my effort to reassure Mistress of my unwavering loyalty.

After that session we were off to work. When I returned home, Mistress gave me a parole from my cage so I could finally get some exercise on my bike after too many days on the road and with nasty weather.

When I returned, there was some more worship before dinner.  But Mistress had a couple of revelations:

1. She had gotten a message from her old college boyfriend (the guy who was into bondage) who is going to be in town today for a while. He wants to meet her for a little reunion. Mistress seems inclined to pencil him into her busy schedule.

"So what's going to happen there, Mistress?"

"Hmmmm..... he's married slave.....you know how I feel about that....."

"But what if long lost love sparks start flying. Could you resist?"

"I guess we'll find out, slave....."


2. Mistress had been in touch with the WC about how her slave should be punished.

"He sent me a text he said he wants you to share slave.....He says "cropping every day. And only two orgasms / week. And of course, daily in the cage....."

"I can deal with the cropping and the cage Mistress.  But only twice a week?  Won't you miss my cock, at least until you find a suitable replacement? "


"I suppose I would slave..... but I can just tell you not to cum, can't I?"

Gee, thanks, WC.

Back to Mistress

Slave returned safely to Mistress’s bed last night. And made sure that my first order of business was kneeling before her and lavishing those clean shaven folds with some much needed attention.  I hope it was as satisfying for her as it was for me. Afterwards, we talked through the errors of my ways and our respective weekends. Finally, I was released from my cage for a little indulgence. But not before she whacked my ass particularly hard with that whippy riding crop that has gotten much more frequent use of late.

Ouch!  After a few days off,  the effect on my ass and psyche was profound, leaving me squirming and whining. Pathetic. I know. 

Fortunately, Mistress allowed me to bury my head betwixt her thighs again, and, after another orgasm for her, I was allowed to plunge that only just released cock into her heavenly folds. 

Now that was a relief!

I’m already looking forward to a follow up opportunity this morning, before the cage goes back on!

But before heading back to Mistress, I want to share this message from our Western Correspondent, who’s commentary and suggestions have been helpful to Mistress (and me) for getting through this rough patch for us:

I hope this note finds my friends well

I am a little worried that you two may be not thinking very clearly 

Listen if ever two nuts were made for each other it is you 2

Never forget how your relationship started.... 

As a friend.....

Mick don't ever be a dumb ass like that again

What the fuck were you thinking?

And Molly...........

Take a deep breath .......

If Mick wasn't a bit of a rascal you never would have married him

You know him well.....

SO.................................

I will be happy to supervise Mick's punishment!

Your friend

WC

Reunion Sex? Or Enforced Abstinence?

Slave's been visiting my mid-30's daughter in the Big Apple these last 48 hours. It's been good to see her and my earnest son-in-law, and to enjoy some theatre with her.  And yet.....I'm longing to return to boring old River City to rejoin Mistress.

She's been passing the time there with friends, and, last night, the Dowager Domme (her mother). And while she's still justifiably pissed with me, she's been lenient as well.

"You don't have to wear the cage when you're visiting your daughter, slave.  But no touching!"

"No problem, Mistress. I am replenishing my natural juices and awaiting my chance to have reunion sex with you....."

"If you're lucky....."

"Understood, Mistress."

"But I do want you in the cage when you get home....."

"Yes, Mistress....."

On the other hand, she has not been completely orgasm free in my absence.

First, she reported some flirting with some local artists at a gallery opening on Friday night.

"I think they wanted me slave, but I was with a friend, and not quite ready for that sort of thing."

But Saturday morning?

"I used the Magic Wand, slave..... I was due......"

"What were you thinking about, Mistress?


"Not you, slave.... actually some woman on woman action......"

Hmmm..... there's a twist. Hopefully she's not giving ip on cocks alltogher.

I may not get out of that cage tonight after all.

Caged And Missing Mistress

Slave is safely caged and languishing in a hotel room on our nation's capitol tonight, longing for Mistress's embrace. Sadly,  Mistress is back home, still pissed (and properly so) about my indiscretions.  I am waiting for her good night call, after she spent an evening with an old high school friend, quaffing Margaritas.

We remain on the road to recovery (I hope) though I have a lingering fear that I may find the locks changed when I return to River City on Sunday after a visit with my daughter.

And yet.... before leaving town we had a few more days of very hot reconciliation sex, draining the swamp that represents my dwindling supply of an old guy's "natural juices" reserve.  At least this brief separation will allow a period of rejuvenation.

Part of the "hotness" included furtive mutterings about how she should be on the lookout for a more robust cock, that would allow her to keep me caged on a long term basis, while still fulfilling her own "needs".

One thing we did earlier this week is meet with a a tag team of therapists (one male, one female) who can help us work through Mistress's concerns about her slave's fidelity.  It was our first session, a sort of "getting to know you" discussion about our history together and the problem that cropped up in recent weeks.  But Mistress and I have privately discussed how far our "full disclosure" should go....

"So should I tell them I'm wearing a cock cage, Mistress?"

"Why is that relevant, slave?  Let's not lose focus!"

"What about the whole cuckolding thing?"

"I don't think we need to go there just yet, slave....."

Of course, she's right.  If we "open the kimono" that far, the two therapists will be so focused on selling the movie rights to our tawdry story that they will be no help at all to us!

It's a shame we can't find some therapists with more of a "kink friendly" bent. Any rcommendations, dear readers?

At the very least, I'm counting on our Western Correspondent to prescribe something more practical to help Mistress get her slave back in line. (or at least get her off while I am out of town).

But here's the good news: Mistress has allowed me to remove the cage overnight, as long as I put it back on in the AM.

"But no masturbation, slave....."

That is clearly not a problem.