Sunday, November 17, 2019

Happy Birthday from the Dowager Domme!

Over the years, we've made some joking references to Mistress's Mother, the "
Dowager Domme".  She's known here for her kinky shoe collection and severe dressing style, which are evocative of a "she who must be obeyed" self-image. The DD is now past 80, and still working full time.  She can also drive Mistress a little batty, because, as many controlling mother's can do, she knows all the bad buttons to push.

So I had some trepidations when Mistress called me on her way home from his weekly Saturday lunch with the DD.

"Slave, you won't believe the birthday present my mother gave me to give you! "

"Really?"

The DD doesn't usually give her seemingly useless son-in-law  a birthday gift.

Soon Mistress was home, brandishing the DD's birthday gift.  It's a braided leather lasso, no doubt some sort of antique from an exotic journey, that I had seen hanging on the wall of her den (along with some penis gourds of various impressive dimensions, that she had persuaded some New Guinea natives to sell her).

"She said she saw you admiring it when we were over for dinner a few weeks ago.....She figured it would make a great gift...."

I wonder how we can put this to something more than a decorative use?




Saturday, November 16, 2019

Friday Morning Tease

Friday was one of those atypical mornings here at the UCRMW World HQ where Mistress has to be out the door early..... an hour earlier than her slave.  Bummer.  It was announced the night before that slave would not be getting his usual dose of wake-up sex because of that earlier departure time.

"Sorry slave.  You're just going to have to wait for this afternoon.....and then only if you're lucky!"

"Understood, Mistress."

So as Mistress was getting ready for her early work engagement, slave loitered in our bed, reading the Times and surfing other news sources before heading to the shower.

But there was a distraction.

Mistress was parading around in her black tights and boots, with a black bra to match.

Very distracting.  I was almost tempted to take matters into my own hands. So to speak.

But that would be wrong.  Wouldn't it?

I tried not to think about Mistress in those hot black tights for the rest of the day.

And, fortunately, when I arrived home from work a little early on Friday afternoon, Mistress was in a very indulgent mood.