Sustained Abstinence at the UCTMW World HQ

Mistress and slave are in a very and atypical dry spell.

After years of nearly daily sex (unless someone was out of town), we are in a mutual abstinence mode because Mistress had a medical procedure.

"The Doctor says no sex for six weeks, slave."

Yikes.

We are now on the cusp of week two or our painfully long sexual desert.

That's right, no orgasms for either one of us for 13 days and counting.

We used to have a weekly "abstinence day", for slave but we gave up on that years ago.

When Mistress travels for more than a couple of days, she typically gives me permission to engage in "self abuse".

"I don't want you to be tempted to take that cock elsewhere, slave....", she has said, and she's kind enough to not keep me in an uncomfortable cage for an extended number of days.

She is a kind and indulgent Mistress after all.

But we are off into a new frontier now.

Every night we are aligned side by side in bed, her lovely body pressed against mine.  So tempting, yet out of bounds.

And when we share a shower, I can slide my paws off her firm breasts and ripe buns.  But can't take it any farther.  Yesterday in the shower she playfully teased my cock, which began to firm up for her in seconds after a few gentle squeezes.  Ugh.

Mistress has offered to indulge me if I want.  But I feel a little guilty taking her up on her offer.  After all, if she can't cum, then why should her slave have all the fun?  Or any fun.  Shouldn't I be sharing her pain?

This morning we are planning an experiment.  I will see if I can safely worship with my lips and tongue, without causing her any pain.  It could be dicey. And she may have to "call off the dogs" before I can deliver what she certainly deserves.

But if I can't, should I allow her to pleasure me?  Or would a good slave put his Mistress's pleasure before his own, and voluntarily continue to abstain until her MD waves the "gentlemen start your engines" flag?

Cuckold Meme of the Week

Overnight Guest

We've been enjoying the slopes and sunshine here at our SW hideaway, along with the companionship of a diverse collection of friends.  It's been a nice, extended "winter break".

There is one friend on particular - let's call him C for now - who we met a few seasons back on a ski lift. C lives about 40 miles north of here, a back country setting.  He will wander down her from time to time to spend some time. On Friday it was for dinner at our hideaway, with another couple of locals.  There was some drinking, some sharing of some of Colorado's finest, and much laughter over dinner and desert.

Since it's a long way back home for C, Mistress generously offered C our guest bed for the night.  It's an offer we've made before, but this time C accepted.

And here's the tricky part.

Is C exclusively in the "friend zone"?  Or is he a potential lover for Mistress?

It's complicated.  And something we've talked about from time to time.

On the one hand C is an impressive physical specimen.  About 6' 2", interesting, outgoing. And seemingly available.

On the other hand, he's a little, shall we say "goofy", with an eccentric sense of humor that keeps us all laughing, but also makes him hard to take too seriously.

He seems to have taken a particular shine to Mistress.  It's to her that he texts from time to time, not me. He frequently "likes" or comments on  photos of her that slave posts. Etc. And in past conversations, we have hinted about our rather spontaneous and open sexual proclivities.

So when C took up Mistress's offer to  "spend the night", and we were all a bit tipsy at bedtime, there was certainly an opportunity for sparks to fly and Mistress to find her way into the "wrong" bedroom.

But, alas, nothing happened. In fact, before the big night, Mistress discussed her thoughts with me.

"I don't want to mess up our friendship with C, slave.  Plus, well, I'm not sure I'm really attracted to him...."

Of course that was Mistress's call to make.

The next morning, slave was up early. So was  C.  While Mistress slept in, I made him some coffee, we chatted about the night before and world affairs, and he was soon on his way, back to his remote location to the north.

When Mistress called me back to bed for our morning wake-up sex, she asked how C was and what he had to say.  I updated her, and then.....

"You know, I think I had a dream last night about C and I having sex....."

Hmmm.  How was it Mistress?

"I think it was good, slave....."

Was it the proximity, the conversation we had had considering the idea?  Was Mistress having 2nd thoughts about expanding her/our relationship with C? Or was it just another dream that was of no particular significance.

Curious to know what our readers might think.  And how does one move a potential cuckold relationship from the "friend zone" without screwing up that friendship?

Happy New Year from Molly and mick

After a little too much family togetherness over the extended holidays, Mistress and slave have finally escaped to our SW hideaway for three weeks of "adult time" and skiing.  The snow seems promising, and after a long travel day on New Year's Day, we are ready to slide into our long johns and head for the slopes.

But despite all that family stuff, we did have many opportunities for furtive couplings while our daughter, visiting for her role in a fancy New Year's Eve wedding, was out or sleeping in.  There were even few two-a-days tossed in last weekend, After all it was chilly and damp outside.  What else was there to do?

Besides, our sexual imaginations have been stoked of late via correspondence  with a gentleman from out west who aspires to "Dom you both".  He's even given us some explicit directions about how and when to perform various sex acts, even "cutting us off" for 24 hours or so last week.  We've played along, because, well....why not? Maybe we will get together someday with this gentleman.  Maybe not.  But in the meantime, what's wrong with a little mutual fantasy to stoke the flames of desire.

One email he sent seemed to get Mistress particularly hot. It involved him taking her from behind, while paddling her divine tush, all while her slave watched helplessly from across the room. Sort of like this little visual aide.

Apparently this penetrated Mistress's subconscience as well. She woke up one morning this week describing a dream where she was performing oral sex on someone, "and you were watching, slave"
"Was it hot, Mistress?"
"Very...." Of course that primed the pump for our morning wake up sex.

From the Western branch of the UCTMW World HQ, we wish all of our devoted readers a happy and prosperous and imaginative 2020.  It's got to get better, right?