Mistress's Old Boyfriend

Mistress had her rendezvous with that old college boyfriend on Thursday afternoon. The guy who introduced her to bondage at their small, midwestern liberal arts college back in the day.

Of course, slave could only imagine how things were going. She had called while on her way to the airport. Earlier that morning she had asked me (rhetorically) what she should wear.

"You could ask him, Mistress", I helpfully suggested.

"I'm not doing that slave....don't want to give him any ideas."

This was going to be a reunion after 30 years, following an ugly breakup.  But the two former lovers had reconnected....and flirted....via facebook messenger for several months.  They had even traded some revealing photos.  So there was a bit of sexual tension in the air as Mistress headed across the bridge to meet him at an airport hotel bar during his brief day trip to River City.

Of course, slave was at work, all caged up. Speculating......

Mistress went dark for a while. I headed home, and with her permission, de-caged so I could take a bike ride on a rare warm afternoon.

At around 6:30 I got a brief message....

"Home in 15....."

And she was, waltzing into our bedroom in her black leather dress, showing a good deal of bare leg.  She had made a fashion selection that must have made a compelling impression.

"he said I looked ravishing, slave.....better than the photos I shared."

Of course he did. But what else happened?

"It was interesting to see him, slave. He clearly wants me. But....he's married. I'm not messing with someone's husband."

"Of course, you are no threat to his marriage," I countered, playing devil's advocate a bit.

"No, I wouldn't be. But those are my rules."

"So did he put any moves on you, Mistress?"

"There was a brief kiss, slave.  But I didn't give him a chance for any other shenanigans. "

"And was that a turn on for you?"

"It was.... a little......"

Since then, she's reported on a number of further texts from FBF. All in the tone of "are you attracted to me? Can't we explore further?"  Their meeting had clearly turned his reunion ardor up a notch. But what about Mistress?

She seems  flattered, but also holding her ground. I suppose we will see where this goes. But at least it was her slave who got to worship and enjoy some early evening sexual indulgence after FBF stoked Mistress's flame.

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.