All Mine

Late Night Loving

2012-02-01T01:20:00.000-05:00

Busy days, meetings, travel, careers, etc....blah, blah, blah. This list could go on and on. I happened to be the one who could sleep a little bit later today while tammy was up and out the door by 5:30 AM. she had her things to do and I had mine.

Sometime after lunch I decided that I wanted to fuck her last night. I know it sounds crass and crude, but that's how I felt. I had the urge to step into my strap-on, put her on her knees in front of me to suck Big Blackie then just let her have it. I get these urges every so often. I picked up the phone and called her only to get voicemail. she called back about an hour later telling me that she was still in New York and hoping to get the shuttle back in time to be home by 8 PM. New York? I had totally forgotten.

"Get home as soon as you can" I told her. "I want you and I love you." I didn't have to tell her much more.

she got in around 10 PM looking pretty tired and ragged. Myself, I felt refreshed after a productive day at school and a nice workout at the gym.

While she showered I took it upon myself to strap Big Blackie on and wait for my lovely wife. When she came out of the shower I was laying in bed with my fake cock just waiting for her. The lube was by my side. Everything was ready.

"Come here sweetie" I said, "and have a seat on my cock."

She did. It was the first of several positions I used on her, each of which she seemed to enjoy thoroughly.

Later, after some very loving pillow-talk, I let her lick me to her heart's content. I enjoyed that too.

My Time in "sub space"

2012-01-30T19:31:00.000-05:00

Female Led Relationships aren't really about equality. Far from it! Certain things aren't "50-50." It's the same story when it comes to FLR blogs. My blog - I write what I want. And when my submissive enters the blogosphere, she does so at her own risk.

All that being said, when the Domme half of such a relationship spends a little time in that kinky region known as sub space, and they also happen to have a blog, don't expect a detailed, in-depth, blow-by-blow description to show up on their pages.

However, in the spirit of fairness (which is far different than equality), I do feel somewhat obligated to let you know that yesterday afternoon I happened to find myself on the receiving end of some pretty Dominant "attention" from Jay and the Trophy Cock. There was also an interested observer present who at times became both an active and passive participant - my sissy cuckold wife tammy.

I knew I was going to be in for a spanking for my inability to control myself on our way home from the airport early Sunday morning. My crime? I came to soon. I went along with Jay's little game since I hadn't seen him in several days and I really was craving for attention. I was also a little curious as to what precipitated his most recent interest in "taking charge" of things. When yesterday's lengthy round of sexual activity drew to a close, my curiosity was left unanswered. However, my sexual cravings were more than satisfied.

Let me be very specific about this one very important point: It was absolutely mind-blowing to feel both Dominant and submissive at the same time. It's pretty cool to have those feelings take place simultaneously. The combination led to some very intense orgasms. Thank goodness I didn't need permission to come.

How can someone's mind be actively engaged, even engrossed in two kinky spaces that are so polar opposites? Thanks to Jay's creativity, talents and the physical traits of the TC, along with tammy's own submissive nature and obedience, it can, and did happen.

Let me give you a few examples of what helped me feel this way:

As I knelt before Jay on all fours taking the Trophy Cock in my mouth, my sissy cuckold was following Jay's instructions to a "T" and dutifully worshiping my ass, his tongue moving in and out almost in perfect harmony with my own movements.
Blindfolded, with my hands bound in wrist cuffs but in front of me, I was made to stand with my legs spread apart and wait. I waited until had sissy properly positioned below me. With Jay's help, I slowly lowered myself until I could feel the dildo attached to sissy's head harness push against the lips of my pussy. I felt it slide in and began riding sissy's face while once again, feeling the TC on my lips and in my mouth.
Unlike my early morning ride home from the airport, yesterday I was allowed to at least share Jay's manjuice with my sissy. The first time came in the form of a long and wet "snowball kiss" during which tammy got to taste the results of my oral efforts. Later, after watching Jay take me in the traditional missionary position, only this time with my hands cuffed above my head to the bed, tammy was once again enjoyed my lover's juices dripping between my legs while she fulfilled her cleanup responsibilities. As tammy licked, Jay toyed with my breasts lovingly.

There was plenty more, but those are just a sample of the more memorable moments. Of course, there was some pretty erotic and hot talk going on the whole time. I'll leave that part to your imagination. And you know what, I never did get that "real spanking" I was promised. A few firm slaps across the butt here and there, but nothing like I've administered. Maybe some other time.

"Spread Your Legs"

2012-01-29T12:01:00.000-05:00

According to the digital clock in the SUV, it was 1:05 AM when I snuggled into the back seat with Jay last night after we picked him up at the airport. I had thought about waiting inside the car for him in some semi-nude state or provocative pose, but opted for the more reserved and modest approach, hugging and kissing him while sissy loaded his bags into the back of the vehicle.

We were in a deep and passionate embrace before sissy could even pull away from the curb and it wasn't long before I was trying to make my way down to where the Trophy Cock was beginning to stir. From the size of things "down there", I suspected there had to be some erotic thoughts passing from Jay's head to the TC's during the approach, unless one gets this excited just waiting for luggage.

My own approach to his coveted member was delayed a bit when Jay held me at bay and said "Not so fast, I want you to spread your legs for me."

Huh? It wasn't like I was wearing something that would give him immediate access to my dampening pussy. I had on a pair of rather tight fitting jeans. Nevertheless, I acceded to his request, sitting back and opening my legs so that he could run his firm hand over my crotch. I loved his touch there and he knew it, kissing me deeply as he continued to rub me through the denim.

"I want you to take them off " he said in a rather dominant tone. He certainly wasn't asking. Let's be honest, most times I'm the one who's obeyed. This time, I was doing the obeying. I took my shoes off first and with somewhat of a struggle, and his assistance, the jeans came off. "Panties too" he said. I took care of those myself and dropped them onto the front passenger seat while telling tammy to keep her eyes on the road. I also hoped she adhered to the speed limit; being pulled over by a state trooper would certainly put a damper on things.

I was pretty wet by now and when I sat back onto the leather seat, Jay's fingers easily slid into my pussy. His fingers had me moaning and wanting more. We typically don't engage in much digital stimulation or play, but this was different. Jay seemed to enjoy teasing me with his fingers, telling me to keep my legs spread as wide as I could. He made me tell him how much I wanted his cock - several times. He knew I was going to cum very soon and pulled his fingers away, whispering "You'll cum when I let you." Wow. Had he attended a training session for wanna-be-doms while he was away? It made me even wetter.

"I want you to suck me" he said. Finally, a taste of the TC. If you've been down this path before, you'll know that it's often easier to get a softer version of the TC or any other cock out of their hiding place than it is a hard one. Besides, you don't want to damage it in any way. I took my time, undid his belt and pants and lowered them so that all of my senses could enjoy everything the TC has to offer. They did....but not for long. Just as I was getting into that lovely rhythm of licking, sucking and sliding the TC deep into my mouth, Jay and his new found patience pulled my head away and told me to sit back again with my legs spread.

I was even wetter now, and I could feel myself dripping onto the leather seats (another thing for sissy to clean up when we got home) as Jay began touching me there again. Jay knew I was "on the verge" once again and said "You better not cum until I tell you. If you do, it'll cost you a spanking. A real one."

Well, I did my best. Or did I? I came. A couple of times actually. Both very powerful.

I finally got the opportunity to enjoy the TC on the ride home. As I sucked, Jay held my head in place and told me how sexy I looked sucking his cock. I loved the way he said that. It almost made me cum again.

"By the way" he said, "No sharing tonight. When I cum, I want you to take it all." Moments later, he came. I didn't miss a drop.

When we got home, sissy pulled into the garage as Jay whispered to me that he wanted to go right upstairs so that we could shower together "before I fuck your brains out." I got out of the SUV without even getting dressed. I kissed tammy goodnight and made my way upstairs with Jay. As we showered, my sissy cuckold took care of the luggage and cleaned the mess I made in the back seat.

With a spanking still to be had, it's just going to be one of those weekends. Every once and awhile it's nice to let someone else take charge. I wouldn't call it switching exactly. I think it's just love.

Back Seat Sex

2012-01-28T23:10:00.001-05:00

Jay was supposed to be here for dinner. At least that was the plan until early this afternoon. He misses a flight and now he's not going to land until after midnight. The big question is whether or not tammy get's a creampie before bedtime. Or, does she have to wait until tomorrow?

Because of a few serendipitous things that happened this afternoon, I find myself in a pretty playful and mischievous mood. I really want the Trophy Cock tonight and I want it sooner rather than later. I may have to wait until after midnight but I certainly don't have to wait until Jay walks through our front door.

Instead, I'm going to enlist the service of my cuckold chauffeur to drive me to Logan Airport to pick up Jay. We're going to be leaving soon. I hope Jay's horny. I am. I'm going to help myself to the TC while sissy drives us home.

I may even share some of the "spoils" with my sissy wife.

Roses (and more) for My sissy

2012-01-28T11:30:00.000-05:00

Dommes and subs, like everyone else, have their own little spats. In a lifestyle FLR, the dynamics might be a little different but in essence, they are very similar to what every other couple goes through. I've kind of been a little quirky lately and with so many other things coming into play, my poor sissy wife may have felt neglected and "misunderstood" (tammy's words) lately. So yesterday, I did my best to make her feel special.

Upon her arrival back home and minutes after her flight from Chicago landed, she was instructed to meet me at a hotel in the city by 5 PM. I told her that I would already be checked in and to just go to the front desk where there would be en envelope waiting for her.

Well, there was more than just an envelope with a note and key to my room. In addition to the envelope, there was a very pink Victoria's Secret bag with a few pairs of lovely panties just for her. The front desk people were very helpful when I told them that my "husband" would be calling for the envelope and asked if they could make sure he took the bag with him.

Now, it wouldn't be the first time tammy's had to carry a pretty pink bag from Victoria's Secret. There's a good reason for that. Did you know that just carrying the bag can make a woman feel sexier? Check out this article from Time. Women who carried the bag felt more "feminine, glamorous and better looking." You'd have to think it would have the same effect on submissive sissies.

There were also a dozen pink roses with baby's breath (how appropriate eh?) waiting for tammy in the room when she opened the door. Roses are a girl's best friend right?

I didn't get to the room until a little after 5:30 and even though I had to be at a symposium and reception by 7 PM, there was ample time for sissy to pleasure me.

tammy accompanied me to the symposium and I was proud to have her by my side throughout the reception. Of course, she was wearing a pair of the new panties I had bought her and I took every opportunity I could to pat her ass every so often.

The real "make-up sex" took place when we got back to the room. The wooden spoon got a good workout as did Big Blackie. I wanted to make sure we cleared up any "misunderstandings."

High Maintenance submissives

2012-01-27T11:14:00.000-05:00

Other than taking a day and a half off every couple of weeks, for all intents and purposes I'm back to a regular work schedule. That means that just about every other weekend, I have a Friday-Saturday program that keeps me busy into Friday evening and starts up again pretty early on Saturday morning. To make things easier, I usually stay in the city on Friday nights. It's one of those weekends where I'll be staying over, but this time I'm going to have company.

It will be a surprise to her, but my sissy wife tammy will be keeping me company in my hotel room tonight. As I post this, she's getting ready to board a plane back home and should be landing by mid-afternoon. she's planning on going back to the office for a couple of hours before heading home. I'm going to leave her a message to call me when she lands and I'll let her know about the change in her plans. There will be no need for her to drive back home.

I've got her overnight bag with me along with a change of clothes for tomorrow morning. she's going to look delicious tonight in a pair of babydolls while she worships me front and back before I make love to her. I've also got my own bag with all the toys I need for the fun I have planned. Big Blackie will be making the trip, as well as the crop, wooden spoon, wrist cuffs, and a little something sexy for yours truly to wear.

This little surprise was brought about by my sissy wife's needs. In general, I think good submissives are pretty high maintenance. While Dommes can be demanding and exacting, a sub needs constant oversight and attention so that their emotions don't get out of control. The telltale signs are often very subtle, but I definitely notice them. By no means am I an expert on this, but it seems to work that way for us, and I've discussed this with two other women in FLR's who have experienced similar issues.

This week, no doubt prompted in part by my posts about my potential female submissive, tammy's been a little overwhelmed and simply not herself. The late night phone conversation we had yesterday has her feeling much better. It was a nice start to getting her back to her normal self. By sunrise tomorrow, I just know she's going to be a very, very happy sissy.

Lonely

2012-01-26T11:48:00.000-05:00

My sissy wife is in the windy city until tomorrow. The Trophy Cock is out of the country until the weekend. Even my sister Sherry is back in Florida for a few days. And of course, my potential femme sub isn't on the scene yet.

Other than a late night phone call from sissy, it was a pretty lonely evening last night. I do enjoy the solitude at times, but it would have been nice to have a submissive kneeling by my side as I relaxed and read a few magazines and local newspapers while sitting in my favorite chair in the great room. Some foot worship followed by some slow and attentive body worship would have worked quite nicely. Instead, I was left to either fend for myself or abstain from any carnal satisfaction.

The solitude got me to thinking how "S" (my potential femme sub) and I would spend our time together if she were here last night. Just the two of us, with no one to interrupt our play. How would I assert my dominance over her while at the same time making her feel comfortable and wanting more? What would she be wearing for me? If she wasn't originally planning to spend the night but had changed her mind, maybe she could wear a pair of tammy's pretty babydoll pajamas? I'm sure sissy wouldn't mind.

The indoctrination period for a new submissive is plenty of work, for both the Domme and the sub. At least I found it to be that way with tammy. But it's well worth the effort in my opinion. The discovery period you go through, finding out what turns each of you on (and off) pays dividends over and over in the years ahead. Best of all, it opens the doors to other erotic adventures you would never have thought of. S is such a pretty little thing. The discovery period will be so much fun. Someday soon I hope.

My sissy wife need not worry her pretty little head over this though and get overly jealous. Cuckolds are supposed to be jealous aren't they? tammy's the love of my life and always will be. I intend to prove that to her this weekend. In several ways.

My Femme Sub

2012-01-25T09:31:00.001-05:00

A female submissive - it's been a desire of mine for quite some time. A desire that's never gone away, even though I've dispatched it to the back burner over and over again. Somehow, amidst all that's going on in my life, it works its way through the morass of issues and sooner or later, is staring me right in the eyes as if to ask "What are you going to do about this?"

My passive (almost non-existent) search for that "special one" has been so dormant you might even have considered it as good as dead. The Collarme posting was pulled months ago, as was the Alt.com ad. Maybe even a year ago. I've lost track of the time to be honest. Those sites are such time wasters.

I can be a very demanding person while at the same time exhibiting a tremendous amount of patience. Things that are hurried, pushed far beyond their natural pace, hardly every work out real well. Those things that are taken advantage of at or near the optimum moment, well....they tend to work out just beautifully. It's all about patience, and timing.

I laid the groundwork for the potential inclusion of a female submissive some time ago with both Jay and tammy. My sissy wife always knew of this specific desire, but I had to wait for the right time to share it with Jay. Like so many other things about our lifestyle, that took time. But let's face it, if I couldn't sell Jay on such an erotic proposition, it was time for me to hang up whatever persuasive powers I had left.

And now, at the least likely of times, there is someone who has the potential to be very, very special. I met her in a place and at a time where I wasn't even "looking." Funny how those things work. That was several months ago and by someone who's standards are based exclusively on physical intimacy, we haven't even left the starting gate. On the other hand, as the months have gone by, we've grown so much closer and more emotionally intimate.

However, like many things in life, timing is everything. See, right now I'm battling this "thing" and honestly, it needs my undivided attention. Sounds strange coming from a woman who might appear to be "dividing" her love between her submissive spouse and her lover. But I've long ago stopped seeing it that way. I have plenty of love for both. This new friend understands the situation I'm in, and while very supportive, is willing to wait. Wise beyond her years, she seems to understand the importance of being patient.

Thanks to a Shank - Some Cheering

2012-01-23T10:48:00.002-05:00

The old sports adage that "You'd rather be lucky than good" certainly rang true in yesterday's AFC Championship game. Consequently, the team is on their way to their fifth Super Bowl in the Brady - Belichick era to face the NY Giants. Luck aside, it's a pretty impressive run they've had. Even though as Mr. Brady so succinctly put it yesterday during the presentation of the championship trophy when he said "I sucked." Don't be so negative Tom. tammy sucked yesterday as well and she seemed to really enjoy it!

Yesterday's result was the perfect scenario for yours truly. The Pats won but didn't cover the point spread, exactly as I so confidently predicted. No spanking for these lovely cheeks at the hands of the TC aka "Mr. Football." Au contraire, my ass is going to remain in pristine condition for my lovely sissy wife to worship as often as I want. Who knows, I may even let something else slip in there if I'm in the mood.

I watched the game with tammy and my sister Sherry yesterday. Sherry got in from skiing just a few minutes after the game started and showed little surprise to see tammy dressed in her cheerleader uniform. "What, no maid service today?" she asked calmly. I explained it would be just as easy for tammy to wait on us dressed as a cheerleader. "she does look very cute in it" Sherry said as she gave tammy a kiss on the cheek. Sherry also said that it was nice to have our own personal cheerleader. "Better than being at the game" she laughed.

No need to rehash the game here, but the three of us didn't have a very good feeling throughout. Once the final field goal try by the Ravens went wide, we breathed a sigh of relief and it was time for some real cheering. Sherry insisted that tammy go through several cheers for us that she had taught her last year. tammy didn't seem to be in the mood to do it, but it only took one look to convince her that she better go along with Sherry's plans. By the end of her "routines", she was as into it as any NFL cheerleader I've seen.

After some light snacks, Sherry announced she was heading upstairs to shower and relax after a strenuous day on the ski slopes. I had some reading to do while watching the second game and waiting for Jay to arrive. I called tammy over and said it might be a good idea to go upstairs and see if she could help "Auntie Sherry" with anything. she agreed and as soon as she finished cleaning up in the kitchen, my little cheerleader gave me a kiss and headed upstairs.

I never saw either one of them again until this morning. From the smile on her face, Sherry must have enjoyed her short little babysitting stint last night.

Sharing sissy

2012-01-22T10:20:00.001-05:00

Today's AFC Championship game between the Ravens and the Pats doesn't start until 3 PM. Depending on how you look at it, it can be a hassle getting in and out of Foxboro and Gillette Stadium. If you want to get some tailgating in before the game, you're probably talking about leaving from our house 5 hours or so before game time. The later start was nice, since it did give us more time for some fun this morning.

I was on my way to recovery late yesterday and knew by this morning I'd be aching for both the Trophy Cock and some TLC from my sissy. I had already put in our morning coffee order with "the maid", asking that it be delivered by 8 AM, figuring that by then I would have already ridden the TC to a couple of well deserved orgasms and, should I so desire, there would be plenty between my thighs for the maid to clean up.

We did sleep a little later than anticipated and when room serviced arrived promptly at 8 AM, I'd only had the pleasure of one "Big O", but it was massive indeed. Sometimes, taking several days off does that. tammy looked so cute in her apron holding the tray with the coffee cups and the carafe. After saying good morning and setting the tray down, she came to my side of the bed as she always does and kissed me.

I had something else for her to kiss and after having her take off her apron, I reached into the nightstand took out one of her bibs (it just happened to be the first "blowjob bib" that Jay had given her last Christmas) and put it around her neck. While Jay sipped his first cup of coffee, my sissy wife was cleaning up his manjuice that he had left between my legs. My coffee could wait. This was much, much better. I just love the way she licks my pussy. Within a few minutes, my toes were curling in ecstasy.

I wasn't the only one to take advantage of the maid this morning. As he lay by my side sipping his coffee and caressing me while tammy did her thing, I could sense that Jay was just waiting his turn. The TC was back to a semi state of erection and once my orgasm was complete, all it took was for Jay to say "I think it's my turn now", and tammy began kissing his cock. Soon she had her lips wrapped around it and was sucking it like a good girl.

As I watched her worship the TC, I was amazed at how much she seemed to enjoy it. How far we'd come. What was once a humiliating experience for her now seemed to be so enjoyable for her. By the same token, the reluctance that Jay once exhibited is long gone. He was also savoring the experience, enjoying my sissy's outstanding oral talents. It was difficult to tell who was enjoying themselves more.

My initial thought was to have sissy get the TC hard for me and I'd push her aside and ride it one more time. However, they both seemed to be enjoying it so much that I let her continue. It was also very pleasant to watch. When Jay was about to cum, I encouraged tammy to "swallow it like a good girl." she did her best, with only a little bit leaking out down her chin. It dribbled right onto the blowjob bib.

When she was done, I hugged her and gave her a big kiss. I also wanted to taste my lover on my sissy wife's lips.

Trying to Get Even

2012-01-21T09:27:00.001-05:00

At the behest of a couple of kinky friends, I'm going to try to get even with Jay this weekend by taking the points and the Baltimore Ravens against the Patriots this weekend. I do think the Pats are going to walk away with the victory, but will have a tough time covering the 7 point spread. If I'm correct, we're all even and my butt is spared a spanking. If I'm wrong, then it's going to end up a little redder than anticipated.

This isn't a sports blog, but I just haven't been feeling well enough the last couple of days to do anything that might qualify as erotic. Kinky thoughts have even been difficult to come by. They're starting to return however and that's a good sign. The thoughts are definitely a harbinger of what's to come.

I've already made my decision that I won't be going to the game with Jay tomorrow. It's supposed to be a nice day with temps around 30 degrees at game time, but I've decided to stay home and let my sissy dote on me while watching the game. I just haven't decided whether I want a cheerleader or a sissy maid at my beck and call tomorrow. Maybe a cheerleader for the first game and a maid for the second. I should be feeling well enough for some fun between games. Big Blackie's been a little too dormant this week.

Sorry Honey, Not Tonight

2012-01-19T18:51:00.000-05:00

Jay just got in about a half hour ago and he admitted to me that he was in one of his more dominant moods. It was kind of a joke because he knows I'm not feeling that well. The other thing is that I did lose my side bet with him on Saturday night's Patriots game where I didn't think they would cover the point spread.

I volunteered tammy as a surrogate, but although he didn't flat out decline the offer, he made it clear that her cute little tush wouldn't suffice to close out our bet. Picky, picky, picky. Nice to know only my ass will do.

Getting spanked by him is nowhere near as painful as listening to him gloat about his football expertise. And since he knows it annoys me, he makes the most of every opportunity to "pile on" so to speak.

Well, the spanking will have to wait until I'm in a more "submissive" mood and feeling better. I know I'll feel better in a few days, but the submissive mood....well, he may have to wait a little longer for that.

My Working Wife

2012-01-18T09:37:00.000-05:00

When a working wife has her own career and aspirations to climb the corporate ladder, it can sometimes put extra strain on a marriage. The long hours at the office, business trips, special projects, etc. all combine to reduce the quality time a couple can spend together. And even though we've made great strides in the last few decades when it comes to gender equality and spouses sharing tasks, it's far more likely that wives have more responsibilities to tend to. My own situation is no different, as my sissy wife continues to blossom in her new position at work.

All that extra time spent at the office and away from home can also lead to other extracurricular activities that can ruin marriages. Young working professionals with elevated libidos who happen to be spending lots of time together is the perfect recipe for steamy affairs. I could lie to you and say something like: "It's not that I'm jealous but....", but that would be a lie. I'm not obsessed with it, but I'm jealous nonetheless.

That's why it's nice to know that when my sissy wife is working twelve and fourteen hour days on one of those special projects, there's usually a "double layer" of protection to keep her in line. There's always a cute pair of panties encasing that "sissy clitty" of mine and of course, the chastity belt is excellent at discouraging any thoughts of foul play. Although I'm quite sure there are plenty of sexy young woman who, after the initial shock of discovering tammy's panties and state of chastity, might find it rather arousing to have such a cute young submissive to play with. And just wait until they discovered her real talents!

Last night was one of those nights were tammy didn't get home until very, very late. Like a good wife, she kept me posted on when she'd be home and as far as I know, she came walking through the door at the specified time. I was already upstairs in bed, having left my specific instructions for tammy with my sister Sherry. It was getting late, and I was tired of waiting for my own pleasure. I went upstairs, shut the door to the bedroom, got myself comfortable and called Jay. Before I dialed his number though, I made sure that my newest power tool was right by my side (what better way to spend part of an Amazon gift certificate?).

Jay and I had plenty to talk about and spent more than an hour and a half on the phone. There was plenty of verbal foreplay and some splendid phone sex. I have to tell you, this new G-spot vibrator is something else. It's going to give all my other power tools a run for their money :) Phew.....the orgasms were awesome!

Even though Jay's going to be here tonight, we continued to make small talk for awhile before finally saying goodnight. After putting the phone and "my new found friend" aside, I got out of bed and went to open the door to the bedroom. Just as I expected, sissy was kneeling outside in the hallway waiting for me to finish with Jay. I bent over, lifter her chin, kissed her on the lips on told her she could come in now.

tammy spent the next half hour worshiping my ass. It was late, but it was worth it. It was nice to have my wife home.

Sharing the Trophy Cock

2012-01-16T10:34:00.001-05:00

When we bought the home we're in now, one of the smarter things I did was buy a king sized bed. After living in a "pint-sized" apartment in Europe (they don't consider them pint-sized), our spacious new master bedroom was just calling out for a spacy and luxurious bed on which to play. It's not exactly like I had three-ways and cuckolding at the front of my mind when I made the decision, but it was a small influencing factor.

The size of the bed has come in handy over the past couple of years. A threesome can still have plenty of fun in a regular sized bed. We've proven that. In fact, you don't even need a bed to have incredibly fulfilling sex. But when it comes to comfort, luxury and sensuality, they're nice to have.

That same excellent decision I made years ago bore fruit late yesterday afternoon when Jay insisted that the Trophy Cock was in need of attention from both tammy and me. His insistence was by no means a suggestion. It was delivered with firmness and in a tone that made it clear he was going to get his way.

"I want the both of you to go upstairs and get ready for me, but not just yet. Wait here and I'll be right back" he told us. He left to go to his car and returned with two belated Christmas gifts, identically wrapped in red paper with green bows. "Go upstairs and put these on and I'll be up in a few minutes."

I'm usually telling you how sissy obeys our orders. This time, I can write that "we obeyed."

It's a very different feeling making your way up the stairs with your submissive spouse and the direction of your lover. Jay's taking charge was turning me on, as was his insistence that my sissy wife be part of whatever was to follow.

I had a pretty good idea of what was in the boxes. I wasn't surprised with our gifts of matching baby doll pajamas. The colors did surprise me. They were both in pink. I felt like an exited little girl again. I'm sure tammy felt the same.

While waiting for Jay, I told tammy how pretty she looked and gave her a big hug. We kissed passionately until I heard Jay make his way up the stairs. When he got to the room, we stood side by side in our pretty little outfits. Both of us began to help him get undressed; I helping him with his shirt and sissy appropriately dropping to her knees remove his shoes and take off his pants. I couldn't keep my hands of him and kissed him deeply while running my hands over his chest.

As sissy folded Jay's clothes and sat them on the chair, Jay took me by the hand and led me to the bed. He lay back in the middle of the bed with me by his side. I reached for the TC and Jay grabbed my hand and held it away. "Wait for tammy" he said.

A few seconds later, tammy was on the bed and we got the "go ahead" to begin worshiping the Trophy Cock. Sharing my lover's cock with my sissy wife is one of the most erotic things I've ever done. Each time we do it, it just seems to get better. There's a unique sensuality when our lips and tongues touch as we make our way up his thick shaft. The feeling is indescribable.

I loved sharing the TC with sissy last night. But just for the record, I put it into my mouth first. Rank has its privileges.

Big Win & Some Very Personal Thoughts

2012-01-15T11:06:00.000-05:00

Two things happened last night that were both very reassuring to me. First, the Patriots humbling of the Denver Broncos should be proof enough for all "believers" that God could care less about the final outcomes of NFL games. That's a good thing. In the hierarchy of life, we're all guilty of placing too much importance on such things. They provide us with great entertainment and lots of fun but in the end, they're just games. I'm glad God sees them that way.

Nonetheless, it was fun to see Tom Brady and cast disassemble the donkeys and finally snap a three-game post-season losing streak with their 45-10 win. The win also secured the pride of of the All Mine team against the folks over at UCTMW, whose collective behinds should be glowing fairly soon. I'm quite happy that my own ass was saved, but a tad disappointed that I won't be taking the wooden spoon to Jay's this week. Maybe someday we can elevate the stakes to something more than a few long-distance spankings.

The second thing that happened last night that was very reassuring is far more personal in nature. Like any other long term relationship, ours here is not free from the same issues that surround more traditional ones. Given that there are three of us, there's plenty of opportunity to have our share of issues. And, like everyone else, we have our share of little spats. Usually, I prefer not to write about them.

Late last week due to a multitude of things that just seemed to happen over a short period of time, I had a pretty heated argument (by my standards anyway) with Jay and later, with tammy. As is the case in these types of things, people say and do stupid things that just make matters worse and they escalate, until everything crashes. In this case, things reached a low point yesterday when Jay decided he was going to head to his place after last night's game rather than come here. Of course, my response to his decision didn't exactly help things get back on the right track. Adding a few other options where he could go didn't help either.

I felt bad about what I said and tried calling him during the game but there was no answer. I didn't leave a message and should have texted him but didn't, my stubbornness and ego getting the best of me once again. I went to bed before the end of the game and had a hard time falling asleep so I turned on the television to watch the final few minutes. A little while later, Jay called. Before he could finish what he was saying, I told him I was sorry and he did the same. We admitted how miserable we both felt. "Mind if I come over" he asked? "You better" I told him.

Nearly three hours later, he was sliding into bed and putting his arms around me. It was very reassuring.

It was nice to have coffee in bed this morning after a some fun with the Trophy Cock. Best sex and coffee combo I've had in awhile. I'm planning on more fun later...for the three of us.

Needing some Rest

2012-01-14T08:46:00.000-05:00

It's one of those Saturday's where I'm back in the office for at least a half-day, seeming like I never left - not the best way to savor a weekend. What's even worse is that when Jay got in last night I wasn't even home yet. By the time I got home I was exhausted and rather than a lengthy bout with the Trophy Cock, I settled for some smooth TLC and plenty of cuddling before falling asleep by his side. Sometimes, that's all I need.

I've left a list of things for tammy to do today while I'm working. These are things that will keep her a little busier than a usual Saturday. Plenty of errands and other "wife-like" tasks that should put her in just the right mood for my return home later this afternoon. she also knows to look pretty when I get home.

I've opted to stay home tonight to watch the game, probably curled up on the couch with my sissy. No babysitting for Sherry tonight. I'm going to take care of tammy all by myself.

Butt Bets

2012-01-13T23:23:00.000-05:00

There might be few fans who will be freezing their asses off tomorrow night at Gillette Stadium where the fearless Tom Brady faces off against the God-fearing Tim Tebow. The temperatures go drop into the teens during tomorrow night's game, a little warmer than what was originally expected. It may even seem downright balmy to some.

There will definitely be a few interested viewers who, depending on the outcome of the game, may have their bottoms warmed (or even penetrated) if their favorite team comes up a little short.

Day-long negotiations between the All Mine team and the powers-that-be over at UCTMW finally drew to a close a short while ago when a long sought after agreement was reached. The deal has been agreed to in principle, with only a few minor details left to be worked out.

One of the major stumbling blocks was my own discomfort with taking the Patriots to cover the 13 1/2 point spread. Unlike Jay, whose confidence in Messrs. Brady, Welker and Gronkowski is at its peak, I happen to think the Pats may once again struggle early before pulling it out at the end. The Patriots are 0-2 against quality opponents this year. By that measure, they and the Broncos (1-4) are the worst of any of the remaining playoff teams. I'm taking the Pats to win, but don't think they'll cover.

Here are the basic terms of the wager:

If the Patriots win and cover the spread, Mick, Molly and the WC agree to submit to a sound spanking at the hands of their respective spouses or "another agreed-upon designee."
If the Patriots fail to cover the spread, Jay agrees to "Suzanne administered spanking" with the implement of my choice. Could he withstand the wooden spoon?
If the Patriots lose (doubtful), I'll find myself bent over in a lust-filled position to "submissively accept the Trophy Cock."

There you have it. Game time is set for 8:20 pm EST tomorrow night. If you're going to the game, bundle up. Otherwise, sit back with your favorite munchies and beverage, root for your favorite team and just enjoy the game. Let a few other lunatics worry their asses off about who wins or loses!

Note: Don't you find it odd that the two most submissive members of either All Mine or UCTMW (tammy and Donna) have nothing at stake in this wager? I'm going to take care of that this weekend. It will be in the form of a directive - no negotiating.

Maybe When Hell Freezes Over...

2012-01-13T11:37:00.001-05:00

...will tammy ever have the opportunity to spank my ass!

That's my retort to some of the comments and suggestions I've received from some management and staff members of UCTMW. Even though the media empire is closed for vacation, they still seem to keep any sexually-related operations going just fine. It helps to be so well diversified I suppose.

Now that we've made that clear, we can move on to some more serious negotiations regarding tomorrow night's Broncos-Patriots game.

I'm still waiting to hear from Jay this afternoon so we can briefly discuss our "final offer." We're perfectly happy with seeing the Western Correspondent's (WC) ass on the line on this one. After all, he is UCTMW's official representative of their Western Division with headquarters in the Mile High City. I couldn't think of a more representative pair of cheeks to be swatted should the donkeys end up on the ass end of this wager.

Over here at All Mine, we only have a few pairs of buttocks to offer up. I could take the easy way out and make tammy's tush available. but that wouldn't be very honorable (at least not this time). Right now, the way I look at it, if the WC is willing to take one for the UCTMW team, then why shouldn't Jay? Might be fun to know that one of these two otherwise dom macho types will be finding their way over someone's lap after "The Game."

Stay tuned. I'll keep you updated.

A Spanker's High

2012-01-12T14:04:00.000-05:00

Last night, I believe I experienced the domestic discipline equivalent of a "runner's high." As my sissy wife began to break into tears while I paddled her pretty tush with what the wooden spoon that has now become my favorite implement (the wooden spoon), I began to experience that feeling that some runners and other athletes experience when the mind takes over for the body.

This was definitely a serious spanking, with tammy's hands cuffed together and the panties I had worn all day stuffed in her mouth to muffle her cries. "Cry all you want" I told her "but whatever you do, don't let the panties slip off." she obeyed, and the panties stayed in place the entire time.

The cuffs prevented her from moving her arms in a defensive fashion as a natural reaction to the blows. They did cause her to writhe around so much more while across my lap, making me hold her more firmly with my left arm. Good thing I'm still working out as much as I can.

The high came about due to a variety of stimuli I suppose. Seen her ass turn deeper shades of red, hearing her muffled cries, watching her smooth legs kick back and forth with her panties down below her knees and of course, the ego-boosting power that the whole scene filled me with.

The spanking took place minutes after she arrived from work. In fact, the pretty pink Victoria's Secret bag remained on the floor in the foyer, where I told her to put it down and take her slacks, socks and shoes off and follow me to the great room. Before she could ask, I told her that Sherry's flight had been delayed and she would be arriving until nearly midnight. Neither I, nor the spanking could wait that long.

When I had decided there were enough tears (and there were more than she's ever shed), I stopped, put the wooden spoon aside, and picked up a pretty pink pacifier to replace the panties in her mouth. After lovingly putting the pacifier between her lips, I began to caress and comfort her bottom and was shocked at how hot it was from the spanking. There were even a few welts and I worried that there might even be some bruising in the morning.

I had tammy stand before me, took off the cuffs and had her wait for me while I went into the kitchen. I felt a little bad about how hard the spanking was, so I prepared an ice pack to put on her battered bottom. When I returned, I had her over my lap while I sat on the sofa with the ice pack on her cheeks. We stayed like that for awhile, while I steered the conversation away from the spanking and towards more mundane topics like how our days were. Satisfied that her derriere had chilled sufficiently, I had her on her knees where she pleasured me ever-so-nicely.

There were a few slight bruises when I checked her bottom this morning. I thought they looked pretty cute. The bruises were also perfectly placed so that they were covered by her panties. I thought that was pretty impressive on my part.

I'm sure the bruises will still be visible tonight. I want my sister to see them, as well as the new bras and panties sissy bought yesterday.

Somehow, I think if there's going to be a wager between All Mine and UCTMW on Saturday night's Pats-Broncos game, it just has to involve a spanking of sorts :)

A "sissy" Assignment

2012-01-11T13:34:00.000-05:00

It was nice to see my college friend Gail the past few days, even though she wasn't here often and busy with her job. Even though we've always stayed in contact and made it a point to get together whenever we could, we were never quite close enough where I felt comfortable to share the workings of our lifestyle with her. I came close one time. After teasing me about how I was "rocking the cradle" because of my age difference with tammy, I dropped a little "hint" to see if she would either catch on or ask a question or two along those lines. She didn't, so I dropped the subject. Maybe some day, but it's very unlikely.

With Gail gone, sissy's going to find herself over my lap once again for a spanking I've been chomping at the bit to give her. I think I'm going to use the wooden spoon again and if tammy's lucky, my sister Sherry will be here to see it, and maybe even participate. Her flight isn't due in until around 7 tonight and I may not be able to wait that long.

I also gave her a little shopping assignment to take care of before she gets home tonight. After work, my sissy wife will be headed to the mall and Victoria's Secret, where she'll present a coupon for a free panty with the purchase of a bra (I forget, it may be two bras). I also told her to make them a little more risque than usual. tammy receives coupons in the mail from Victoria's Secret in her name and quite often, doesn't use them. I saw this one hanging around and decided to add this little item to my box of New Year's resolutions - make sure tammy uses all her Victoria's Secret coupons!

Maybe by the time Sherry gets home, she'll already have a crimson colored behind to show off her new bra and panties. If not, it will only be a matter of time.

Gifts for All Seasons

2012-01-10T07:52:00.001-05:00

Due to a variety of reasons, there are still a few kinky Christmas gifts in our household that haven't been used yet. In fact, there are a couple that haven't that even been received! When you have a large family gathering like we did, it's not like you can haul out those things you purchased online at JT's Stockroom or that pair of pink ruffled sissy panties for your submissive to be opened in front of everyone!

And speaking of kinky Christmas gifts, have you noticed how they're showing up in the inventory of many mainstream online retailer's. Just take a peak at what you can picku up at Amazon now, just a click away from the NY Times best selling novel you've been wanting!

Anyway, there's still some gift-giving and fun to be had here. For instance, the special gift that my sister Sherry has for tammy is still unopened and likely waiting for Sherry's next baby sitting opportunity. That should come this Saturday night.

Jay's also got a little something special for tammy and me that he wants to present to us at just the right time. I've been trying to get him to at least give me a few hints as to what it is, but he's not budging.

The final gift is one that I got from tammy. I casually mentioned to a very special friend that I'd always wanted to buy one of these things and she passed that information on to tammy. I did receive the gift but haven't really "used" it yet. It won't be long before it sees action.

Fortunately, kinky gifts never fall out of season. At least not in our household. It's like Christmas is just around the corner again :)

Cramping My Style

2012-01-09T14:19:00.000-05:00

I enjoy having old friends over for a few days but it does cramp my style a little bit. I'm sure others who are involved similar relationships would agree that when in doubt, you're better off playing it safe. Even if safe means waiting until the guests leave.

One of my college friends is here for several days on business and even though she had a room booked at a hotel closer to where she'll be working, she agreed to spend a few nights with us here. I hadn't seen her in nearly four years and even though we're good friends, she knows nothing of my FLR relationship with tammy.

I'm so used to having my needs met almost instantaneously when I'm at home that I've become very, very spoiled. Last night, I really wanted to give sissy another wooden spoon spanking, maybe a bit more intense than the one she received last week. Discipline should be progressive shouldn't it? The fact that I couldn't do it with Gail around was my own dammed fault. I should have taken care of that earlier in the day when she wasn't around.

I did take sure that my other needs were met though. Some orgasmic pussy licking followed by some equally erotic ass worship was a perfect segue to a good night's sleep.

sissy's needs? Of course they were met. Giving her tongue access to my beautiful ass was a reward in itself.

On another note.....Divine intervention seems to have made another wager possible with the UCTMW Sex Blogging media empire. Their tentacles are everywhere. One of their high level employees manages their western division in the Colorado Rockies somewhere, giving the Pats-Donkeys game on Saturday some added meaning. I suppose they also have a Cheesehead in waiting should our Pats reach the Super Bowl against the Packers? Or some crabby correspondent in Baltimore should there be a showdown with the Ravens two weeks hence?

No "Mega-Wager" This Season

2012-01-08T13:07:00.001-05:00

Yesterday made for an interesting afternoon and evening. A few very vanilla (at least I think they are) friends were over for an informal dinner of pizza and salads and watching a little football. They're not rabid sports fans but like many people, can't help but get interested around playoff time. It's a sure way to get an invite or two to a Super Bowl Party. When someone asks "How come the Patriots aren't playing this weekend" it's best you just give them a polite explanation.

Yesterday's first game between Houston and Cincinnati was viewed with a heightened level of interest in our household A Bengals win would have set the stage for a "Winner-Take-All" wager between two sex blogging giants - the undermanned team here at "All Mine" against that talent-laden group at "UCTMW" - they with the apparently unlimited media resources, scanning the globe to sign free agents to their staff. They''re akin to the NY Yankees of the sex blogging industry, coming up with one correspondent after another to come up with an erotic sex tutorial or column. But I digress.

I wasn't feeling that great yesterday. Because of my recent health issues, every couple of weeks I feel crappy for a few days and then like clockwork, I bounce back pretty quickly. Yesterday's invitation to our friends was made in the hopes that I'd be feeling better by the time they arrived. As expected, I was back to my old chipper self by late afternoon when our guests arrived.

As I mentioned, it was just an informal gathering. There was no formal maid service by my sissy wife in her pink maids uniform with extra full petticoats. Instead, I just made sure she was wearing her CB and some pink panties under some pretty tight jeans that accentuated her pretty little ass cheeks. If you looked close enough, you could probably even make out the outline of the CB through the jeans. I actually caught one of our female guests glancing a sissy's crotch a couple of times. I wonder if she noticed that little bulge?

Early on in the game, I have to admit the pussycats really had their act together. So much so that I was sure there would soon be some heavy duty negotiations going on in the next few days with the CEO of UCTMW. I was putting together my list of demands in my mind, along with what I was willing to "risk." I think the most nervous party in the room was tammy. She was well aware that she also stood to be "offered up" in some fashion should we end up on the short end of the stick. I don't think she breathed a sigh of relief until the clock hit 0:00! I think her fears were magnified by the fact that Molly and Mick are in the market for a new strap-on or two. Who knows....they may have purchased their own version of Big Blackie just for such an opportunity!

Of course, the Trophy Cock was also watching the game several hundred miles away, undoubtedly hoping that the Cincinnati team would provide those Texans with some stiff competition. His own stiffness as the Bengals took an early lead had to have been evident. Sometimes he has no shame! If the Bengals had kept up their early game performance, Jay might have had to take that advice you see on those Viagra commercials: "If you have an erection that lasts for more than 4 hours......"

In the end, the Texans were just a bit too much for the UCTMW pussycats. Our guests enjoyed tammy's homemade gourmet pizzas and even commented how lucky I was to have a "husband" who was such a gourmet cook. I would have liked to correct them but just and agreed that I was indeed very fortunate.

I hope I didn't seem preoccupied while entertaining our guests last night. I just had so many kinky scenarios in mind. I wonder if coach Marvin Lewis and his pussycats really knew how much was on the line yesterday?

The Early Line....

2012-01-07T10:08:00.000-05:00

There's more than a week to go before our beloved Patriots open their post season against the winner of one of today's wild-card weekend games, and Jay and the Trophy Cock are already aroused at the prospect of what the spoils might be. So much so that it wouldn't surprise me if he's been "cuffing his carrot" for the past couple of hours a few hundred miles away while visiting some relatives of his.

And I had absolutely nothing to do with it. That's right, the TC's morning wood probably got even bigger after reading this morning's edition of Under Contract to my Wife where our friends Mick and Molly propose a "mega-wager" should their hometown "pussycats" (Bengals) win today against the Texans. A pussycats victory would find them in Gillette Stadium next Saturday night where the Pats haven't won a playoff game in I believe four years.

After reading Mick's blog, one can clearly see why Jay would be so giddy this morning. The original proposition seems to call for a pretty good time for Jay and Molly no matter who wins! Add a spicy picture or two of the lovely Molly to the post and it's a good bet that Jay's got his MacBook open right right now and trying to work the touch pad with his left hand.

Easy cowboy.

Of course there are a few other kinky options listed (thanks for thinking of my feelings Mick:)) and even a vanilla choice. I've got to give this some thought. I'm pretty possessive when it comes to my two loves, more so with the TC, over which I exercises far less control than sissy.

What do I want to get out of this? Maybe I get to hold the key to that cage Mick finds himself out of so often. Perhaps I get to use the wooden spoons for something other than making risotto. There's always worshiping of some sort. And what about tammy? she is very cute and sexy and my control over her is such that she can be made to provide some sort of pleasure should we end up on the short end of a bet? When sex blogs collide, the possibilities seem endless.

I've got to think about this, but first I have to call Jay. Maybe he's "up" for some mid-morning phone sex if he can find some time alone. It's probably a better "bet" that he's already enjoyed himself.

"Bored" Games

2012-01-06T13:59:00.001-05:00

It's one of those days when I'm feeling a little under the weather. I'm confident I'll be back to my normal by the weekend but for now, I'm just content to lay low and let sissy (who's working from home today) and Sherry dote on me. My libido is also pretty low so things are pretty quiet right now on the sexual front. But that can change pretty quickly.

I wasn't going to blog today until one of my readers sent me an email suggesting that if I was ever bored, I might want to play the FemDom version of Monopoly with Sherry, Carol and tammy. He attached the following picture:

I might have spelled it a little different bit I kind of like the idea. I'm not into everything depicted on the board but we can always make adjustments. Could be a nice addition to an upcoming girls' weekend.

Does anyone know where I can get the game????

Fun With a sissy butt & Some New Blogs

2012-01-05T14:19:00.001-05:00

As my lovely sissy wife recovers from a rather sore bottom, I thought today might be a good day to highlight some of the newer blogs I've added to my blog list and update everyone on a few other things.

First, tammy's spanking the other night was pretty intense and fortunately, I didn't get carried away. As a couple of followers commented (scott kelly and RW - both who seem to have some experience as submissives) the wooden spoon can hurt. Though I've never felt it against my own backside, it was immediately evident by tammy's reaction that the spoon was having a rather painful effect. It could be that I'm just a natural at it also :)

Call it being too easy on her, but I've always erred on the side of caution when it comes to BDSM and discipline. That's particularly true when I'm trying something new. There's also the fact that I'm simply not into any heavy pain or serious bruising. A little bruising might be nice, but I definitely don't want to damage my precious property. I love her pretty little ass too much to leave any permanent markings. Spankings are just one of several ways a Domme can have fun with their sissy's butt!

A day later, tammy was no worse off because of her spanking. Once my own needs were addressed last night with her velvety tongue, the tush that was over my lap the night before taking blow after blow was propped up so very prettily on a few pillows and submissively accepting Big Blackie. My slow and deep strokes resulted in a wonderful orgasm; the second night in a row she got lucky. I have to agree with some of you - I definitely spoil my wife!

And now a few words about some new blogs I've listed....

Strict Julie Spanks - This lovely Canadian woman has to be my long lost twin sister. I wonder if she's in the Montreal area, where tammy and I have had some kinky fun in the past? Julie's latest post describes how her submissive pantied husband is spanked by her sister. Sound familiar? I added it to my blog list several days ago and I think it's where my sister Sherry got the idea of the wooden spoon for me. When asked, she denied it but did have a little grin on her face. If you haven't already, check the blog out and I think you'll enjoy.

Banjo's BBS - Here's another great blog for all of you spanking enthusiasts. Banjo describes himself as "An Australian writer and artist who enjoys F/m spanking." Banjo's postings typically contain a piece of his own artwork along with his thoughts on the piece. I really enjoyed this piece called "Wishing he'd Stolen a Thicker Pair" about a young man who's been caught by either his aunt, mother or "cougar friend" stealing a pair of her panties. I'm sure you'll love the picture, but I was very impressed with Banjo's ensuing commentary. The picture even resembles tammy a little bit. This blog is a great read!

Well Outside Vanilla - A real life story of a couple's trials and tribulations after the wife discovers her dominant self. The discovery takes them much farther than either expected as the wife progresses "out of her vanilla comfort zone." I wish they would post more regularly, but when they do it's very insightful. A couple of recent posts about how their latest attempt at cuckolding didn't work out. It's a great glimpse into some of the problems that crop up in real life situations.

The NFL playoffs start this weekend and it seems as thought they've crept up on us. Maybe it's because Jay is pretty gun shy about betting with me after having lost two in a row. One cost him his anal virginity and the last one a trip to Las Vegas. While we don't like to gamble much, neither of us has been there in quite a few years and thought it would be nice to check out the new hotels and catch a few shows. We haven't quite agreed on what this year's stakes will be and thought we may not even start until next weekend. We'll decide tonight or tomorrow.

Looming ahead of course is a potential match-up between the All Mine New England Patriots and the UCTMW Cincinnati Bengals. Should the pussycats win their game this weekend against Houston, they'll be headed to Gillette Stadium for a chilly Saturday night game. Should be great fun!

The Wooden Spoon

2012-01-04T15:25:00.002-05:00

I had fun spanking my sissy wife last night. Lots of it. Both during and after the discipline session, I kept asking myself why I don't do this more often. Most of the time, "wifey's" spankings take place in the presence of either Jay, Sherry or my friend Carol. It's always nice to have a little audience but from now on, I'm not going to let the lack of spectators stop me from having a good time.

Not that I needed one, but tammy even provided me with a good reason to spank her last night. she'd been home for about an hour when I got in last night and spent most of the time with Sherry getting ready for her spanking. The first thing I noticed when I got home was that our lingerie (which had to have been already dry for hours) was still draped over the clothes racks in the laundry room. I hate that. Put them in their appropriate drawers when they're done drying or as soon as you get home. Those are the rules. Not that difficult. How much time did she need to get ready for her spanking? It's not like she was getting ready for the prom for heaven's sake!

she did look cute though; white turtleneck shirt (through which we could see her little sissy bra), plaid skirt, white knee socks, mary jane shoes and of course some cute pink panties. Sherry did a nice job with her. My sister also got into the spanking mood, suggesting I add a wooden spoon to my "arse"nal. Why not? I've tried many other things and I figured if I didn't like it, I could just toss it aside and go back to my regular ways.

I loved it! Easy to use and best of all, I loved the effect it had on tammy. Before the spanking even began, I enjoyed holding the spoon in my hand and slapping it against my open palm as I watched tammy fold the panties in the laundry room. I followed her upstairs as she put them away, making sure she wasn't cutting any corners.

Once we were downstairs I had her lift her skirt so that I could take her out of chastity for the special occasion. I wanted to see what effect this little discipline session would have on the clitty cock. Once the CB was off it was over my lap so that I could flip the skirt up and lower those cute panties to just below her knees. Both Sherry and I teased her a bit, telling her how cute she looked over my lap. Sherry even produced one of tammy's pacifiers and put it into her mouth, hoping it might help muffle whatever cries I might produce.

My patience with the teasing wore thin. And I started spanking her cute little tush with my bare hand, getting it warm and glowing after a few minutes of rapid slaps. The pacifier was pretty useless. Even though it was tied around her neck with a cute pink ribbon, she kept dropping it out of her mouth only to be told to put it back in. However, once the wooden spoon was put to use the pacifier just hung around her neck, her constant crying preventing it from being put back in place. Like I said, I just loved using the spoon! I could have easily gotten carried away with it, so I switched back to my bare hand for the finishing touches.

When I was done and satisfied with my work, I invited Sherry over to feel how warm my wife's bottom was. "Wow, it's not warm at all. It's hot!" she said. There was another "little" surprise to be found. tammy's little clitty seemed to be jutting out in excitement. I didn't want to have her mess all over me, so after having tammy promise to put the panties she washes by hand away promptly after they dry, I asked Sherry to bring her upstairs and get her ready for bed.

I didn't see tammy again until I decided to go to bed a few hours later. She was sleeping like a baby in our bed when I got upstairs. I'm sure her diaper was a little damp from the mess she eventually made, but she seemed very content. So was I.

Let's just call it Spanking Therapy. I think it does wonders for Dominants and submissives alike.

Late Night Ramblings.....

2012-01-03T23:15:00.001-05:00

I'll have more sometime tomorrow on tammy's spanking. Quite frankly, it was pretty hot...in several ways. As I write this, she's upstairs being tended to by Sherry or, probably tending to Sherry's more primitive needs, while I listen to the various cable news networks try to make sense out of the results of the Iowa caucuses.

The only thing sillier than the "NH First-in-the-Nation Primary" are the Iowa caucuses. If you've never been to NH during presidential primary season than you might not understand what I'm talking about. The candidates literally trip over one another, pandering to the populace to get their vote.

If you love having your ass kissed, just move to Iowa or NH. Every four years, you'll have someone on their knees paying homage to your behind to get your vote.

Candidates say whatever they need to say to get a vote. Right now, Republicans simply ran out of time to see how fast they could "run to the right" before the votes were cast in Iowa. Does anyone believe that good ole boy Mitt is really a Tea Party darling? I don't think so. Besides, he has the most money. End of discussion. See you in November.

Santorum did well in Iowa for two reasons. First, he stayed on message and didn't pander as much as the other candidates. Second, he flew under the radar for a long time. He's got no money, no organization and quite frankly.....no chance.

Ron Paul has about as much of a chance as a fart in a wind tunnel. Mr. "Let's obey the Constitution" should start by reviewing the Bill of Rights. Shitcan the Fed, get on the gold standard, let Iran develop nuclear weapons and while we're at it, everybody bend over and stick your head up your ass! Oh...sorry, before you do that let's repeal the Civil Rights Act.

As for the rest of the field, it's simply a sad commentary of the times we live in.

Newt "I was a historian for Fannie Mae" Gingrich can't seem to get it right. He's spot on calling Mitt a liar. But.....just admit you were a lobbyist and get on with it.

Michelle Bachmann should have taken a geography class beforehand. Her fate was sealed last March when she tried to ingratiate herself to Granite State voters, telling them they were the state where "the shot was heard round the world at Lexington and Concord." Sorry Michelle...wrong Concord. Sad, but most of the tea-baggers in attendance cheered and roared when she said that. Let's continue to cut public education.

Rick Perry? Who in their right mind is going to elect another Governor from Texas? Let's go to war....soon!

Jon Huntsman just happens to be the brightest of the bunch. He gets 1% of the vote in the Iowa caucuses. Enough said.

Itching for a Spanking

2012-01-03T07:47:00.000-05:00

Yes, that's right. I'm itching for a spanking. Not the kind you get, but the kind you give. One where I put my sissy wife over my lap, lift her skirt, pull down her panties and get her soft bottom nice and red. I can feel them now; feverishly warm and toasty from a lengthy paddling.

Every so often I get these kinky cravings that just need to be met. That's why we're leaving the lake house this afternoon so I can be home tonight. tammy will be home before I get there and Sherry will have her dressed in something cute and appropriate for a spanking. As a small "thank you" for getting tammy ready, Sherry will get to stay and watch my sissy wife get spanked.

I wish I were a little more patient and deliberate when I spank my wife. I have the best of intentions to tease and torment my little one and make the spanking last, but rarely does that happen. It seems like the redder her bottom gets the faster and harder I spank her. When her crying becomes annoying, I stop momentarily to gag her with a pair of panties before I continue. I find her tears to be quite sexy also; excellent foreplay for the fun that usually follows.

Maybe tonight will be different. Usually, I spank my wife with either a paddle or my hand. Perhaps I'll be patient enough this evening to let her enjoy some of my other rarely used spanking tools. I have some paddles, crops, a cat-o-nine tails and an old fashioned hair brush. In that regard I'm probably a spanking novice, but I think I definitely have potential.

It's only January 3rd. Definitely not too late to amend my New Year's resolutions. "More spankings for tammy" has just been added to that list.

See you tonight tammy :)

TIme with Jay - Missing My wife

2012-01-02T10:35:00.001-05:00

I'm actually in the middle of a three (or perhaps four) day stay here at the lake house all alone with Jay. After the three of us celebrated New Years Eve together, my sissy wife tammy was up early yesterday to head back home and meet my sister Sherry so the two of them could go the the Patriots final home game of the season together. Sherry's also a sports fan and hadn't been to a Pats game in a few years so Jay thought it would be a good idea to give her and tammy his season tickets for the game.

I think Sherry's also enjoying her latest babysitting assignment. She texted me last night and said that other than the post-game traffic they had a great time. "Feel free to stay up there another day or two" she wrote.

I love the time I spend alone with Jay, whether it be a few hours, a day or two, long weekends or mini-vacations. But I always miss tammy, sometimes more than others. When she's not around, there's a noticeable void that's difficult to explain, one that disappears instantly when we're together again. Over time, the novelty of being alone with my Alpha Lover Jay while my sissy cuckold wife is being "babysat" by someone else has worn off, but the excitement hasn't.

There's definitely some downside to my time alone with Jay. We both miss not having sissy around to dote on the two of us. There was no one to serve us coffee or breakfast in bed this morning. No one to pick up after us, make the bed, etc. Jay took the initiative and got out of bed first this morning to make the coffee. It just wasn't the same. It's little things like that that make tammy not just an excellent cuckold, but an outstanding wife.

Now, if I had a female submissive.....

Our New Years Wishes & Resolutions

2012-01-01T14:48:00.003-05:00

tammy, Jay and I want to wish everyone the best for 2012. We've had our share of ups and downs in 2011 but now that it's over, each of realizes we have so much to be thankful for. It's amazing that after two years of blogging, we've got more than 600 followers and so many who read the blog every day. Thanks for following and leaving so many thoughtful comments.

I'm sure that the new year will springs its own new set of challenges and surprises in our lives. But having each other to love and support, I'm confident we can deal with them.

It wouldn't be New Years Day without a few resolutions. Here's a little something from each of us:

Jay - He's resolved to wager with his brains rather than with his heart. We'll see how that goes now that the NFL playoffs are just about to start!

tammy - she's been slacking on her blog "Her Cuckold Wife." I've been understanding because of all that's been going on in our lives. This year, she's got to post at least twice per month and on a regular basis.

Suzanne - I need to listen better. I miss too many cues that people give me, particularly Jay and tammy. I've said this before, but I think tammy's submission hasn't been fully exploited. she needs to be more "wife-like" for me. I've been hesitant to try a few new things. This year I plan to.

Sex, Skiing & Dancing

2011-12-31T10:31:00.001-05:00

Even though the weather's not ideal, last night we decided to head a little further north and get some skiing in this afternoon. I haven't been able to ski much the past few years so it will be nice just to get out there.

Unfortunately, we got up later than we wanted to this morning; not unusual given Jay's habitual "morning wood" with the Trophy Cock. And you know what that can lead to. Even though it was going to put us a little behind schedule, you never want to rush good sex. It has to happen at its own natural pace. And with a rather hefty deposit of his manjuice remaining between my thighs when we were done, I wasn't about to let that go to waste either. So, tammy was called in to get her morning protein and did her typical outstanding cleanup job!

Tonight it's going to be dinner out and possibly some dancing at one of these ski lodge watering holes. Their advertising says "Come ring in the new year slope side at the.....with Charlie and his excellent bar staff. XXX will be keeping the party going on all night. Bring your dancing pants!"

Dancing pants? For sissy, that's going to mean some frilly rhumba panties or maybe even a pair of her plastic ones to go over her diaper. I may get Baby New Year ready a few hours early!

I hope all of my readers and followers have a safe and happy New Year's Eve as we shut the door on 2011. I'm looking to be back tomorrow with a few thoughts on 2012!

Demanding Bitch

2011-12-30T13:10:00.000-05:00

Jay got in late last night and by the time he unpacked, relaxed and unwound, it was nearly 1 o'clock in the morning. Then of course, there was the lovemaking. It took a little (very little) foreplay to get him in the mood. After all, he was still a little bummed out by losing another bet to yours truly. But after two years of intimacy, I have a pretty good idea of how to spring the Trophy Cock to attention. I wouldn't consider it my most skilled area of expertise, but let's just say that tammy isn't the only one who can suck a cock properly!

By the time we got to sleep, it was well after 2 AM and it wasn't until after 9 this morning that I put my request in to sissy for some fresh coffee for my lover and me. I wasn't in much of a hurry either. So much so that I had tammy drive into town to the local coffee shop to get the two of us a freshly brewed cup of their holiday blend. I even told her to get a cup for herself.

She was gone about 45 minutes. More than enough time for some wake up sex. It also gave us the opportunity to produce some cream(pie) for her coffee, even though she drinks it black. she took the cream separately.

Maybe it's the medication, but I'm becoming so much more demanding.

I'm on a Roll

2011-12-29T23:02:00.001-05:00

Jay's a little late getting here tonight. He's probably taking his time on purpose. See....we had another little wager going on tonight. It wasn't that big a deal because we didn't even agree on what the stakes would be. The only thing we agreed upon was that the stakes would be non-sexual in nature.

But guess what? I won again. Harvard kicked BC's ass in hoops tonight. Woohuu!!!! I won't lie to you and say I hate to gloat because.... I LOVE IT!

Thank you Tommy Amaker and company!

I hope this disappointing loss doesn't affect the Trophy Cock's performance tonight, selfish Bitch that I am :)

Time with tammy

2011-12-29T12:19:00.002-05:00

Yesterday, I thought I'd never have the lake house to myself so that I could put tammy through her paces. I had figured that by mid-afternoon, everyone would be gone and I could get started on my little sissy while my hormones were still on fire. Big mistake. Somehow I was operating under the assumption that one of my sisters and her family had flown into and were flying out of Boston like they usually do. Instead, they had flown into Manchester and were returning the same way. That little miscalculation on my part added another two hours to their stay!

But all good things come (or cum) in time and it was certainly worth the wait.

As soon as everyone was gone, tammy wanted me to open up a special little gift she had bought for me. I told her it would have to wait. she asked me one more time, almost to the point of insistence. I'm used to getting things my way with her and yesterday was no different. "I said it will have to wait" I told her one last time. I led her upstairs and had my way with her.

When I'm in "one of those moods" like I was yesterday, it's always a tough decision as to what I want to do first. Do I want to have sissy take care of my needs first, i.e. have her tongue me to an orgasm, or do I wait a little while, and fuck her brains out first. I chose the latter. I wanted my sexual frustration to stay all pent up while I did her. The fun I had with her also met some of my more dominant emotional needs.

Yesterday's lovemaking only provided more proof that my sissy wife is such a little slut. she just loves to fuck, or more specifically, get fucked. Midway through our session i gave her a break. My strap-on was replaced by a butt plug while she paid homage to my pussy and ass. The first orgasm was so quick, I insisted on two more before I had her strap Big Blackie onto me. Later, when I thought she was close to having her fill of cock, I let her out of her CB. Like a well-trained dutiful wife, she had a beautiful feminine-like orgasm on command, with BB deep inside her pussy.

I felt pretty bad later when, as we cuddled together in bed, I asked her to get me that gift she wanted me to open so badly. It was a very sexy looking outfit she had bought me. I'll get into the specifics of the outfit in a later post, but let's just say that it would have been nice to wear it while I was doing her with BB yesterday. tammy even said I could wear it as a surprise for Jay when he gets in tonight. she's so thoughtful. I'll pass on the offer though. I'm going to save it just for her.

Prepping for Pegging

2011-12-28T10:12:00.000-05:00

Shortly after our last guests leave sometime this afternoon, things are going to change drastically. I've been thinking about it for the past couple of days, various scenarios going through my mind. Even when I felt a little under the weather yesterday and totally wiped out, all I could think of was fucking my sissy wife.

When I want something and can't have it, I just think about it - all the time. Yesterday, I had tammy in a pair of ruffled sissy panties all day. The thought of her pretty little ass encased in all those white ruffles made me want to take her so badly. The lovemaking I had and continue to have in mind isn't the kind you can just run upstairs and get done in a few minutes. It's not the quickie version. It's going to be intense, and it's going to last. I'm not going to time it or anything. But it will be over when I say it's over.

I'm going to take my time making love to tammy in different ways. I want to fuck her in different positions. I want to use here when she's in bondage and free as a bird. I want to have her dressed like my beautiful wife and in her birthday suit when I slide in and out of her sissy pussy. I want to gag her with my panties to muffle her cries of ecstasy and I want to hear her scream. I want to tease her with a clitty cock-sized strapon and satisfy her with Big Blackie. I want to hear her beg for more and I want to enjoy her pleas for me to stop. I want it all, and then some.

A Dom friend of mine sent me an email a few days ago imploring me to "use tammy hard....because it rocks your world." He also added "And what higher purpose could a submissive husband possibly serve?" He's right.

It's also kind of exciting because tammy knows it's coming. I finally told her last night, but I'm sure she suspected it at various points throughout the day. I doubt she understands the intensity of what I have in mind though. Maybe she does. It doesn't matter though. I hate to sound selfish but this is going to be about me first, then tammy. Even Sherry made a comment this morning while we were having coffee. "I bet you can't wait for us to leave" she said while winking at me. My sister can read me like a book. "I've missed having some fun with tammy myself" she added. Too bad Sherry. Today she's "All Mine."

Keeping it Quiet

2011-12-26T15:53:00.000-05:00

A house full of relatives who aren't privy to our lifestyle or even "kink-aware" (although I suspect some of the younger generation's interests would shock a couple of my sisters) really puts a damper on things, especially when my libido kicks into gear unexpectedly. Even though some people are beginning to leave today, it won't be until Wednesday that we'll have the house to ourselves.

So last night, I tossed and turned for way too long before I threw caution to the wind and had tammy get under the covers and do her thing. Not that I'm a screamer, but I do enjoy making my feelings known as I approach, and finally reach, an orgasm. I also like to add a little verbal enticement to whoever it is that's providing me with the pleasure, whether it be Jay or sissy. When my libido is in an elevated state like it was last night (and remains so today by the way), the verbal aspect has a tendency to be a little more grandiose and specific than usual. Having to curb that because of a multitude of house guests is quite a challenge.

Shhhhhh!!!!

I've done it before and knew I could do it again. However, last night's "Big O" really got the best of me. I can't put my finger on it, but something was different in a very, very positive way. It was powerful and I came hard. Real hard. Maybe it's the drugs I've been taking! Anyway, I somehow managed to keep my moans, cries and expletives to myself. But....I had to manifest my pleasure somehow. Instinctively, it was a physical reaction. My verbosity was replaced by a squeezing of the thighs so intense, sissy later told me she thought she was going to pass out. My scissor hold on her head must have been something to behold. I didn't release her until my orgasm began to subside, and that was probably just in time. When she recovered, she admitted to me that she'd never felt me squeeze her head that hard. Poor thing. Later as we cuddled together I told her that for a sissy sub, there are worse ways to leave this earth!

I hope my libido stays at its current level until we're alone together. I want to take Big Blackie and make love to her with the same level of intensity. By Wednesday night, she'll be able to scream as loud as she wants.

Christmas Wishes

2011-12-24T10:08:00.000-05:00

We're just about done packing and almost ready to leave for a week at the lake house. My sisters and their families have all arrived safely and it's going to be a full house once again this year. Each year we say that this may be the last year where everyone can make it since a few of my nephews and nieces are getting older and are now in college. Somehow, they've all managed to make it back again this year. I suppose their actions speak to the value they've placed on the family tradition. Or maybe they just don't have some place better to go!

I want to take this time to wish all of my readers, followers and their families and friends a very Merry Christmas. I also want to thank you for the support you provide in so many different ways. Your comments, suggestions and emails mean a great deal to us. God Bless all of you at this special time of the year!

From our home to yours,

Suzanne, Jay and tammy

Two Early Christmas Gifts

2011-12-23T10:22:00.001-05:00

Yesterday was a busy day for me and Jay as we headed into the city to do a few things before Christmas. I didn't post yesterday and unfortunately I'm feeling a bit under the weather today so this is going to be a shorter-than-usual. It's particularly short considering what I'm about to tell you and how I'd love to get into the details!

There were two early gifts this year. The first wasn't so much a gift since I think I "won it" fair and square in my last wager with Jay. That's right. On Wednesday night Jay got to enjoy the full sensuality of little blackie up his beefy backside. Remember how he concerned he was about which position would be best for him? Well, after all was said and done, he let me take control, make the decisions and use my years of expertise to make it as enjoyable as possible for him. When we were done, I think he paid me the ultimate compliment when he said "Wow, you really know what you're doing!" No kidding. I've been at this for awhile. Don't fret, I'll provide more details when I'm feeling better.

And thanks to Donna, the outstanding research assistant from UCTMW, I have this photo to commemorate the special event that took place Wednesday evening. The only thing missing would be some Christmas crooner belting out the words "I saw mommy pegging Santa Claus."

The second gift meant more to me than the first. Jay was supposed to be leaving yesterday to be with family for Christmas. Instead, he changed his plans so he could spend yesterday with me. It was somewhat of an emotional day and having him by my side meant the world to me. He won't be with us on Christmas Day, but he'll forever be in my heart.

"The great art of giving consists in this: the gift should cost very little and yet be greatly coveted, so that it may be the more highly appreciated."

Baltasar Gracian

Pre-Holiday Planning...and Pegging?

2011-12-21T09:47:00.002-05:00

Lost in all the hubbub of the weekend was the help I got from Sherry and Carol. We didn't get a chance to relax after the party like we did last year and Carol left Monday morning to head into the city for a meeting. I couldn't thank her enough for everything she did this weekend. While I was out partying on Friday and Saturday nights, she was here with Sherry making sure everything was just perfect for Sunday. Before she left, we promised each other to get together after the New Year's and do something special. She's the best friend one could ever have.

As for Sherry, well, as much as I like to tease her both in person and here on the blog, she couldn't be a better sister to me. Even though her circumstances allow her to spend all this time with me, she doesn't have to do it. There's plenty she could be doing back home in Florida and tending to her own business interests. Instead, she's been by my side when I needed her. I want her to remember that, no matter how much I rag on her here on the blog, I couldn't imagine not having her for a sister.

I took a rare day off from posting yesterday. I think next year I need to replicate the UCTMW business model, make myself CEO and hire a small staff to fill these voids. Sometimes, I need a break and tammy and Jay, despite their appearances here (and tammy on her own dusty blog) are just too busy with their jobs (and my own high expectations) to do anything regularly here. We'll see, I just have to figure out how to advertise for the positions :).

I did go into the office yesterday to wrap up a few things then went sopping with Sherry. I won't spoil the surprise but you'll love what she bought tammy Christmas! Overall, we're all spending less this year on gifts for each other. By mutual agreement, we're going to make a donation to a special cause that's very dear to all of us. While kinksters never really have enough toys or naughty lingerie, we've got plenty to hold us through the next few months.

Jay and tammy were both gone on Monday night, but tammy returned late last night. The poor thing looked tired, exhausted and worn out. After her shower, I spent some time alone with her and gave her some extra TLC before tucking her into bed. When I returned, she was sleeping like a baby. She stayed that way until this morning when I insisted she provide me with some morning worship. We hadn't done that in awhile and it felt awesome.

tammy begins a well-earned 13-day vacation today. she and Sherry are heading up to the lake house this afternoon to get a few things ready for our annual family gathering there. The two of them are going to spend the night up there (Sherry's already taking charge and has tammy's diaper bag packed!) and probably come back late Thursday. My sisters and their families will be arriving on Friday and my plan is to get there Christmas eve. Like last year, Jay's going to be spending the holiday with family and coming up to the lake house next week.

Tonight, Jay and I have the house to ourselves :) Could be a very special night!

Kinky Party Thoughts

2011-12-19T14:32:00.002-05:00

I once heard someone say that all great parties end up in the kitchen. And so it was that as afternoon turned into evening, and our beloved Patriots had dashed the hopes of another Tebow-led Broncos comeback, most everyone who had been mingling and watching the game invthe great room and living room migrated to the kitchen where they remained later into the night than I had expected. Seems like everyone had a great time.

The one big disappointment was that not much happened on the sex front yesterday. Even later when I snuggled next to Jay and the TC, I was just too exhausted and had to take a rain check....until this morning.

Yesterday's abstinence didn't mean that the topic wasn't on my mind. On the contrary. As I made my way through the house making sure I talked with every guest I couldn't keep the kinky thoughts at bay. For example...

Taking Jay down "a peg or two" is just around the corner. It's likely to happen either tomorrow or Wednesday night. I kept glancing at him yesterday afternoon and checking out his ass more than usual. I know it's going to be sweet. Last night, I even promised him he'd actually enjoy it.
There were a couple of guests yesterday who would make lovely female submissives for me. Yes, that thought never disappears completely. A lovely twenty-something little thing might complement my sissy very nicely.

It might have added a little class to the party if I had tammy go through a complete makeover and dressed her in her sexiest maids uniform. I kept thinking of how lovely it would have been to see her make her way around the house with a tray of drinks, hors d'oeuvres, etc. If I had that femsub, they could be prancing around in matching outfits. Maybe some day....at a different kind of party.

I wondered how my guests might react if I had invited the WC's brother, the one who enjoyed sticking his finger up female guests' butts at holiday gatherings. You could probably find that little tidbit somewhere in the UCTMW archives. Well worth looking for....it's priceless.

It is unfortunate that we weren't able to come up with some wager over yesterday's Pats-Broncos game. Earlier in the day, we all made our predictions and Jay (I hate it when he looks so smart) came closest to predicting the final score. He had the Pats winning 38-23. I thought he'd press hard for a "double or nothing" sort of wager to try and get out of the upcumming predicament he's going to find himself in. His failure to bring it up makes me wonder if he isn't in some way really looking forward to it. Probably. But not as much as I am.

No "Tebowing" Pease

2011-12-18T11:59:00.003-05:00

This has to be my busiest weekend of the year. I worked a full week and feel like I've turned into a "party animal" the past couple of days. Thankfully, after this afternoon's holiday gathering here, I'll be able to relax. It's going to be a very, very laid back week.

I've been feeling fine and everyone around me has been overly concerned about the schedule I've been keeping. My doctors have simply told me to do what I can and when I start to feel tired and run down, to just slow down. I think some of the lifestyle and diet changes I've made have also helped me cope.

Today's party here just happens to take place right in the middle of the Pats-Broncos game. I'm sure there's interest in the game beyond the members of our household, so whatever televisions are available will be tuned to the game. I don't think there are any Bronco's fans coming (to the best of my knowledge the WC never RSVP'd) but if by chance there are, I just hope they don't start "Tebowing" during the game. Before you know it, others will start "planking" and who knows what that else that could lead to.

Note to Donna - I thought you'd like this one!

There will also be a few new faces at this year's party. A few are very, very close friends who know a little bit about my lifestyle with tammy and Jay. There are also others who have no clue. I'm sure however that there are some who have their individual suspicions. As deeply in love as I am with Jay, it's a difficult secret to keep from everyone, especially at this time of year.

Time "out" for Good Behavior

2011-12-17T15:04:00.004-05:00

tammy was on her absolute best behavior last night, rarely leaving my side unless I gave her specific instructions to get me another glass of club soda (no wine for me this holiday season), or something to munch on. her "party flirt" friend Megan was at the party again this year but this time, looking quite pregnant as she and her husband await the arrival of their second child sometime in February.

The line of the night during our conversation had to be when she said "I guess I'll be back changing diapers again soon. I never really minded it anyway." I couldn't help but smile and glance at tammy who herself barely escaped from being diapered for the party. Who knows, had I decided to diaper tammy for the party and, had I known Megan didn't mind changing diapers, I might have called her to help me get sissy ready for the evening!

Since tammy was such a good girl last night, tonight's party wear will only consist of some ruffled panties. When I get home this afternoon I'm going to let her out of her CB for the night. No butt plug tonight either. We'll see how well she reacts to all this freedom.

I did have a good time at the party, but my highlight was still having tammy tongue obediently worshiping me. she regularly does a great job, but last night was better than usual. I suppose she was aroused by my black leather boots which I kept on for her. After my own climax and being ever appreciative of her attention, I let her out of her CB and allowed her to play with her clitty cock. It didn't take very long before there was a mess on my boots, but the sissy juice was licked up in no time.

Discreet Party Wear for tammy

2011-12-16T15:19:00.001-05:00

After careful consideration and the promise of exemplary behavior, tammy's going to the party tonight in her pretty panties, CB and thanks to the suggestion by the WC, one of her (ok, mine really) favorite butt plugs. she likes this particular plug so much that if she wasn't going to be locked up I'd worry she might cum in those pretty panties!

As for my own attire I'm going to be as festive looking as possible with some combination of Christmas colors and some subtly Domme looking black boots. I'm thinking that with all that we've got going this weekend, we won't be staying too late. There may be a need for some punishment time if sissy doesn't keep her promise. Too bad her friend Megan won't be around to observe any potential punishment. Of course I'm getting ahead of myself, I fully expect tammy to behave herself.

I'm also going to want some worshiping before bedtime. Boots and all.

tammy's sissy panties

2011-12-15T16:30:00.000-05:00

I look at my blog stats once and awhile and every so often I task tammy to provide me with some statistical analysis. she sometimes amazes me with her ability to maneuver her way through a pile of numbers. When she's done, I ask her to give me an "executive summary" and as expected, I usually have a few questions. That's when she really gets to strut her (geek) stuff. Statistics and quantitative analysis are an important part of the business world, but I think that some people get carried away. I seriously think she starts tenting in her panties when she gets a chance to talk about "Z scores" and "One tailed tests." Please...just stop, get on your knees and start licking me!

All of this brings me to today's first topic. Week after week, one of the most popular posts remains "My sissy husband's panties." Go figure. It's definitely the result of a very popular google search. It's not like it's some of my Pullitzer material. It's just a post about how flattered I was that tammy had mistakenly put a pair of her panties into my lingerie drawer. It came after I had lost a significant amount of weight and our panties were much closer in size than they were before. And just to provide an update, I can easily slip into most of tammy's panties. Isn't that pretty cool? But for the most part, I tend to prefer the darker and bolder colored panties while I insist that tammy stay in the pretty pastels she so used to. I try my best not to share panties with my "husband."

I'm also still debating what tammy's under-attire should be for the Christmas party we're attending Friday night. tammy's "friend" Megan the party flirt will be there and I think I have to kick things up a notch - the old reliable CB may not be enough to keep tammy in check. she's already promised me she'll be on her best behavior but I'm quite familiar with how her hormones work. I'm not about to shock the neighbors by showing up leading my sissy wife around by a collar and leash, so I'll be relegated to something less conspicuous.

I've narrowed my choices down to two things. The first would be a combination of the CB plus a pair of very pretty pink tennis panties with white lace ruffles. I got these for tammy when we were in Germany several years ago. They were handmade and we found them in a very stylish fetish boutique in Aachen. tammy doesn't wear them that often because I want to keep them new-looking as long as possible. The shop is now closed and I haven't been able to find anything like them online or here in the U.S.aroun The ruffles are quite pronounced and she'll be constantly aware of their presence at the party. If not, I'll just have to reminder her.

The second option is to just diaper her before we leave. A fluffy white cotton diaper with either pink or yellow plastic panties will be an excellent reminder of her status while Megan (or some other female) tries to flirt with my cute (ok...some would say "handsome") sissy spouse. The diaper might be the better choice because, if one looks very closely, they might suspect something. Who knows, at holiday parties where the beer and wine flow pretty freely, a rather forward female might make a move to get a free feel of tammy's cute little bottom. Wouldn't they be surprised!!!!!

I have until early tomorrow evening to decide. I'm leaning towards the diaper.

Oh, and one more thing. The TC finally decided on "a position." I'm not surprised with his decision.

Wrapping up "Negotiations"

2011-12-14T15:17:00.001-05:00

I've continued my negotiations with Jay and we're close to an agreement. We're in accord on the size of the dildo he's going to receive, I should have measured it exactly before posting but I'll definitely share the exact specs with everyone when "the time" comes. The only thing remaining is for him to decide on the position in which he wants to have his anal virginity taken. Sounds hot doesn't it? Particularly considering his usual Alpha Male role!

I know I should be bargaining from a "position" of strength, but I also want this to be enjoyable for the both of us. By giving him some input into what's going to take place, there's a greater likelihood that we'll both have some sexy fun with it.

I also think Jay's picking tammy's brain before he makes his final decision. tammy hasn't said anything but I know she's talked to Jay twice over the last two days while he's been out of town. It's not a bad move on Jay's part. tammy's certainly got plenty of first hand experience; all of it (with the exception of Carol and Sherry) at the hands of yours truly, the same person who's going to be slipping it to Jay. Why wouldn't Jay ask tammy her opinion?

Jay promised that he'd make up his mind by tonight when he calls me. I'm going to ask for his decision right away. It'll give me something to think about and visualize if we just so happen to get into some phone sex :)

Sissy Sex Positions

2011-12-13T17:00:00.004-05:00

In part to satisfy the "ever-curious WC" and in part to share with you some of my own thoughts when it comes to making love to tammy, I thought I'd let you you know a little bit of what went on in the master bedroom at our house last night.

I did keep my promise to tammy and shortly before 9 PM, I sent her upstairs to get Big Blackie and my strap-on harness ready. I like to have her get things ready. It's a nice little exercise in preparation for what she's about to receive and I think it adds to her excitement. It's rare that I also don't have her put the strap-on on me and make sure it's secure. Usually, the only time she doesn't is when she's already on the bed in bondage from some earlier foreplay. And of course, it's always nice to look down at her as she's sucking Big Blackie; a necessary prerequisite to the fun.

Before anyone's curiosity becomes too much to handle, let it be known that sissy took it in the diaper position last night. She did find herself in the diaper position more than once, first for our lovemaking and later just before bedtime, but that's another story. The diaper position as clinically illustrated to the right has several variations, some of which I've used on tammy multiple times. I've taken her in the position shown, but with a little more aplomb than the photo depicts and certainly not as rigid. My personal preference is to have her on her back on the bed, legs spread wide and raised, her "gurl pussy" at just the right level (sometimes pillows are used) and her beautiful eyes gazing into mine as she's ready to come. I use the diaper position when I am in more of a soft and tender mood.

When I'm feeling even slightly dominant, there's never any doubt - tammy's going to be taking it doggie style. To me, while the act of fucking a sissy with a strap-on is in and of itself a pretty dominant act, doing it doggie style provides the aggressor with so many more options. For instance, I've sometimes had tammy on all fours, collared and leashed while I fuck her. When Big Blackie is firmly implanted, my hands are free and can be used to tug on that leash. It's also a great position to take your sissy in when you want her silenced. When she's gagged with a pair of my panties, I prefer not to be staring at her face. That's just my preference. Doggie style also gives me greater access to slap her pretty ass while I'm pounding away at her, much easier than other positions do. These are just a few of my favorites, and like some of the others they just add a bit more D/s flavor to the lovemaking. tammy's experienced doggie style like the girl on the left, but she also loves it when I'm kneeling behind her on the bed.

Finally, there's one position I haven't tried yet. This one looks like it might be plenty of fun, but it might necessitate my getting a new strap-on dildo, one with a little more flexibility than Big Blackie. Something with perhaps a little less girth and a little more length. I can envision myself in the den in one of my favorite chairs, holding on to my baby as I fill her backside. While I've never done her in this position, I'm sure that are some readers who've tried it. I'd be very interested in reading about their experiences. It looks more fun than a barrel of monkeys.

Monday Musings

2011-12-12T19:53:00.000-05:00

I'm doing my best to get plenty of rest and also trying to maintain as regular a work schedule as possible. Having to deal with a sometimes recalcitrant sissy wife makes it a little more difficult, but at the end of the day, it's not a bad diversion for someone with my sexual tastes :)

I definitely have to rest up this week. Starting this weekend we all have plenty of holiday parties to attend. I'm planning my own holiday party on Sunday the 18th, with a houseful of friends scheduled to stop by in the afternoon and into the early evening. Thank goodness that Jay, Carol, Sherry and tammy will all be here to help. Carol may even be coming in on Friday night and staying until Monday morning. We've been invited to a neighborhood gathering on Friday night - the one where tammy had a good old time with Megan the "party flirt" last year. Apparently, my little slut enjoyed the attention she was getting even though she was safely encased in her chastity belt. I may have to take extreme measures this year. A short leash perhaps?

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There's been a bit of a breakthrough in my negotiations with Jay about how and when I get to have him bend over and take it like a man! I've peppered him with literature and resources (thanks WC) about the pleasures men can experience from taking it up the ass. He should consider himself lucky that he's going to "get it" from someone as experiences as me! Jay's finally agreed to pay off the wager before the end of the year. As to the size of the strap-on, we're still talking. He cringes at the sight of Big Blackie and is pressing for a much smaller version.

He needn't worry his beefy little buns about it. Big Blackie has tammy's name written all over it. It's my favorite "faux-cock" and reserved exclusively for her. This morning I promised her that she'd get to strap it on me tonight, suck it and feel it inside of her. I'm about to make good on that promise.

tammy's Punishment & Cuckold Anniversary Gifts

2011-12-11T17:32:00.000-05:00

tammy's punishment on Friday wasn't anything over-the-top, but just enough to drive home my point. When she commits to doing something, it had better be done. In a frank discussion between the two of us tammy admitted to procrastinating the hand-washing of our lingerie so as to avoid it being seen by our cleaning lady Gina. Friday's little exercise should help her get over whatever remaining embarrassment or humiliation she has about this particular task.

In addition to our everyday lingerie, a nice selection of tammy's rhumba panties were on display for Gina to see in the laundry room. There were enough of her panties to take up two full drying racks. It was quite a collection of pretty pastels; pinks, pale yellows, baby blues and other colors. The actual hand-washing was completed by the time Gina arrived, but she did get to see my sissy carefully hang the items while she was doing our other laundry.

I spent most of the weekend with Jay while my sissy cuckold wife was being babysat by my loving sister Sherry. The freshly laundered panties came in handy. Sherry was under specific instructions to keep tammy in rhumba panties and/or diapers all weekend. She didn't seem to mind.

I was a little under the weather Friday, not even feeling well enough for sex. By Saturday however, I was back to normal and the evening was very reminiscent of our first ever full sexual encounter at Jay's place. I felt even better after I got two very special "gifts" last night.

After spending a few hours at a Christmas party hosted by Jay's friend Rick and his wife Connie, we made our way back to his place where we got to spend some real high quality time together. There's plenty to talk about now between the two of us and spending this time alone helps. Naturally, we did more than talk and our lovemaking was as beautiful and fulfilling as ever - my first gift. A little later, while I lay in his arms, I got my second gift - a promise of Jay's love forever. I know it probably sounds too lovey-dovey, mushy and a bit much for a sex blog, but the timing couldn't have been better. It was something I really needed.

Note to Jay - Payback's a Bitch!

2011-12-10T10:12:00.000-05:00

Back in May when the three of us went on a Mediterranean cruise, Jay and tammy thought it would be fun to take a few photos of me and post them on the blog. These weren't the type of pictures you pose for with some exotically named tropical drink with those little paper umbrellas in them in your hand. The two of them went to great lengths to take pictures of me (and my ass) as I remained totally unaware of what they were doing. The little caper of theirs was the subject of Jay's first post ever on this blog which you can read here. Jay titled it "Suzanne's Butt - Surveillance on the High Seas." Pretty funny don't you think?

In my rebuttal post I referred to the two of them as "My Peeping Toms" as they made their way around the cruise ship trying to snap photos of me. Just imagine what found it way to the cutting room floor! I also wrote the following:

"At any rate, I'm over it. How tight a rein can I be expected to keep when I am so far away? Besides, I'm a very patient person in many ways. I'll get mine. At the right time. It could be tomorrow, next week, next month, next year.....doesn't matter. It will come. And it will be sweet."

Well darling, the time has come. I've been very patient to extract this payback. It hasn't always been at the front of my mind, but it didn't have to be. I knew that some opportunity would come up where your guard would be done. It finally happened Thursday night. To most all of our readers it looked like a spur of the moment bet on a totally innocuous and meaningless early season basketball game. Far from it.

I had that game circled on my calendar more than two months ago as an opportunity to "get my pound of flesn" so to speak. Harvard's not a bad team. I know they're Ivy League and all, but when they beat Florida State a couple of weeks ago, I thought I could be on to something. I knew it was a long shot in many ways. Circumstances would have to be right, and I'd have to figure out a way to get you to bite. Then of course, I'd have to win the bet. Considering the stakes (I lose - I kiss your ass. I lose - I fuck it), there was just too much upside for me to let it pass.

So darling the time has come. We don't necessarily have to start with something like Big Blackie, unless you insist, but we do have to at least use something that makes it worth your while. After all, I do want you to get the most out of it!

And to our readers, my many thanks for your supportive comments. If another linebacker actually enjoys it, how bad can it be? Special thanks to anonymous for that link to Sensual Pegging. I have to agree, very, very hot! And of course, my thanks to the fine folks over at "Under Contract to my Wife." Even after the ever-helpful Western Correspondent left some great advice in one of his comments here, the always-ready-to-pounce-on-a-good-sex-story UCTMW Executive Editor Mick Collins had the WC back at work again penning another one of his classic tutorials.

Coming up: tammy's punishment & celebrating cuckold anniversaries

Bend Over Jay!!!

2011-12-08T23:22:00.000-05:00

Today was as busy a day as I've had in a long time. I was on the Interstate by 5:30 AM and it was nice not to have to deal with much of the traffic heading into the city. Sherry's back and she met me at my office for lunch so that she could take me to some doctor's appointments this afternoon. Of course, while hanging around waiting she got her usual quality flirting time in with a couple of faculty members. One of them approached me and said "Your sister is quite the conversationalist. Very impressive." Why can't you be honest and just tell me you'd like to fuck her!

When I got home, both sissy and Jay were there waiting for me. It's unusual that they're both around on a weeknight, but tomorrow is our second "cuckold anniversary" and I guess they just didn't want to miss it. I'm glad they didn't. It was nice that the four of us were together tonight and it meant "alot" to me.

For a sex blog I know I digress at times, particularly when it comes to sports, but I can't help it. I grew up in that environment and it continues to be a part of my life. In fact, I've kind of been attracted to "jocks" my whole life. I don't know if I've ever shared this with my readers (I know I've shared it with some of you), but sissy was a very good Division III basketball player during her undergrad days. That's right, my cuckolded sissy wife was quite the hoopster. Now she's in panties 24/7, often locked in chastity and subservient to a loving and benevolent Mistress. How things change! No wonder I was attracted to Jay, a former Division I linebacker who actually graduated in four years. He's living proof that some of those jocks actually get a real education.

So tonight we were all gathered around the 46" flat screen watching a particular college basketball game with quite a bit of interest. The Crimson of Harvard hit the road to play the defending national champion UConn Huskies. If you recall, UConn (with a whole host of players who would be academically ineligible in 95% of other institutions of higher learning) was the team that cost me my anal virginity during last year's NCAA Basketball tournament. I can't think of a game that was more representative of the two extremes found in college student athletes.

The game presented the perfect wagering opportunity. He took UConn and gave me 20 points. So confident was Jay that he put it all on the line. If I lost, I'd have to rim his very firm and good looking ass ( not really my thing). If I won, well......I get to take fuck that same good looking ass with a strapon (size to be determined). That's right......finally, his ass was on the line.

Final Score: UConn 67 Harvard 53

If my "cyphering" is correct, that's less than 20 points. Of course, Jay's in a state of shock right now (and so am I). He's accused me of having some "inside" information on the game. I'll never tell. Now we just have to decide on the size of the strapon. That could be very interesting. Maybe I'll have to take him shopping for one! I hope he doesn't enjoy it too much. I don't think I could handle two subbies....lol.

I have to run. It's getting late and I have a busy day tomorrow. It's sissy's "punishment day", my cuckolding anniversary and I have to negotiate with Jay on the size of the strapon I'm going to use on his muscular but virgin ass. Plenty to keep me busy.

Punishment for submissives

2011-12-07T08:54:00.000-05:00

When does punishment for submissives actually become enjoyable for them? Probably quite often. I think tammy's over the shock of corner time or spankings in front of Sherry, Carol and Jay, and bringing someone else into my intimate circle of friendship is possible, but not always the answer. So when she messes up, does something she's not supposed to do or doesn't do something she's supposed to, finding the appropriate punishment is sometimes difficult.

Then there's the "timing" aspect. I'd prefer the punishment to be administered shortly after her transgression, but that's not always possible. I didn't find out about her punishable act until I got home late last night to an empty house since tammy's away until tonight. I thought about giving her the cold shoulder when she called last night and just letting her wonder what was wrong, but given the things going on in our lives right now, that wouldn't have been the right thing to do. So, I just flat out told her that I was disappointed in what she'd failed to do.

What brought all of this up was tammy's failure to hand wash our lingerie before she left for the airport on Tuesday morning. In and of itself it wasn't a big deal. If there's one thing this house has plenty of, it's lingerie!!! What bothered me was that on Monday morning I noticed that there was quite a bit of lingerie to be washed and specifically told her that I wanted it done before she left on Tuesday. No problem she said, it would be done. It wasn't.

There's also another underlying issue here, one that's come up before and leads me to believe this particular task wasn't simply "forgotten." The lingerie is always left to dry on a rack in the laundry room and if it's there on either Tuesdays or Fridays, it's going to be seen by our cleaning lady Gina, something which continues to cause tammy quite a bit of embarrassment and I suppose humiliation. There's a simple solution to that: Just don't let it pile up and make sure it's done on days she's not there. Otherwise, just grin and bear it.

Maybe having her wait until Friday morning to hand wash the lingerie will be punishment enough this time. More panties of ours will be on display for Gina to see. I'll even insist that tammy wear some cute rhumba panties with plenty of ruffles tonight and tomorrow so that Gina can see those too. Maybe tammy can work from home on Friday and do the laundry while Gina's around. That might even help her get over the embarrassment thing.

Never too Busy

2011-12-05T11:27:00.000-05:00

This week's a very busy and important one for me. For starters, it sort of marks the official beginning of the Christmas season. There's the Christmas shopping to finish and the holiday parties start in earnest this weekend. I'm going to a party with Jay on Saturday night, hosted by his best friend Rick and Rick's wife Connie. We haven't seen them this past year as much as we did last because of my busy summer, but we've stayed in touch and it will be nice to see them before Christmas. Our own party is in a couple of weeks and next Sunday afternoon we're invited to a neighbor's for some holiday cheer.

There are also a few Dr.'s appointments for me this week and my sister Sherry is due back from Florida on Wednesday. I can't thank her enough for all the help she's given me. Having her here helps in so many ways.

This week also has significant meaning to the three of us. It marks what I like to call our second "Cuckold Anniversary." It was two years ago this week that Jay and I made love for the very first time, officially marking the start of our special relationship. The special date is December 9th, and I hope I can make Friday a very special day!

Yesterday's Patriots game did nothing to instill any confidence that our team is poised to make a deep run in the playoffs. We had to stay in our seats until the very end of the game, when the home team had to recover an onside kick to seal the win. Ugly. I think WC's donkeys might be more trouble in a couple of weeks than what was originally thought.

We did get home early enough so that I could enjoy both the TC and tammy's tongue; each where they do their best work.

It's a busy time, but there are some things I'm never too busy for.

Running Late

2011-12-04T12:04:00.001-05:00

Some erotic extracurricular activity this morning got us off to a late start for this afternoon's Patriots-Colts game. Here we are sitting in traffic, losing valuable tailgating time on a rather balmy December afternoon. We may even be late for the game. It's certainly not expected to be a typical Pats-Colts game without Mr. Manning picking apart our defense, but who knows.

If you're not glued to the tube this afternoon watching football, check out Mrs. Kelly's Playhouse and read the first installment of their new book "Headhunter." Emma and scott's blog is a cut above everyone else's when it comes to authenticity and originality in the cuckolding lifestyle. I'm sure their new book would make a great Christmas gift for your favorite Dominant or submissive.

This morning's fun between the sheets could have been shortened had I not insisted that tammy clean me up before I headed into the shower with Jay. Then of course, there was a little bit of play in the shower and the first thing you know....we're late. Jay's blaming our tardiness on me and that's fine, but I don't recall running into any resistance from him or the Trophy Cock earlier this morning.

Maybe we can leave early if the game is a blowout, head home and pick up where we left off this morning. I might not be ready to try out WC's "Position #4" just yet, but I would sure love tammy's tongue licking my butt while I accept the TC!

Heels Up!!!

2011-12-03T09:36:00.000-05:00

I dressed as sexy as possible for Jay last night. Like any other couple who's been together for awhile, the "dressing sexy" part of sex doesn't always happen as much as it used to. Last night was an exception. A black bra and panty set (very lacy and revealing, matching garter, hose and some black high heels even me excited, as well as tammy as she helped me get ready for Jay.

Jay was gentle enough and I didn't go crazy in order to follow doctor's orders. The experience, which was long overdue, proved to me why I miss the Trophy Cock so much. It wasn't long before I was laying on my back, legs spread and up high so that Jay could have unlimited access. He took full advantage.

One of my followers, RW who writes the blog "A Life of Submission", sent me this a couple of weeks ago. He said he thought of me when he saw it and wanted to cheer me up. It did. And finally last night, my heels were up as high as they could go, and the TC was comfortably back where it belongs.

And yes, so was my sissy cuckold, cleaning a very tasty creampie left by my lover when all was said and done!

A Treat for sissy

2011-12-02T13:16:00.002-05:00

It's like three days in a row where I've gotten some very good news. This time it was delivered by my "Alpha" lover Jay. It came about an hour ago in the form of a text message that read: "Guess who just landed at the airport. Love you." It may not seem like a big deal to most readers since I was expecting him tonight anyways. But with Jay and the type of job he has, I can never be sure what's going to happen. Schedules don't always mean anything. So as much as I was looking forward to getting the Trophy Cock tonight, I had a backup plan in place - sissy with her head harness and dildo. Now that "the eagle has landed", I'm all but guaranteed the real thing.

Last night served as a nice little appetizer for tonight's main course. I started out by meeting sissy at the gym with her workout clothes. As I handed her the bag, I thought about how over the top it would have been if I had only included a nice pink workout suit in her gym bag! Instead, I took the vanilla approach and had her regular workout clothes in the bag. She did get her first surprise of the night though when I handed her the key to her CB, telling her that she should free herself in a secluded area of the men's locker room so that she could go through an intense workout. From what tammy and others have told me, those things aren't exactly meant to be used while running on the treadmill. And I had some pretty immediate plans for the clitty cock. No need to get it irritated so early in the evening.

tammy did her thing on the treadmill and some other equipment while I did mine. When we got home we made our way straight to the shower where I enjoyed some very special attention from tammy, The clitty cock was in a permanent state of arousal, but I gave her specific instructions not to play with it, fearing the slightest touch would get it off. she followed instructions perfectly as she knelt in the shower with her hands on my hips to worship my pussy, then my ass. After toweling me dry, I did the same for her, careful not to spend too much time with the clitty cock. For some reason, it even looked a little bigger than usual.

I lay on the bed with my legs spread and sissy knew what she had to do. her tongue and lips felt so nice and it took little time to get to the brink of my first orgasm. Before I came, I pushed her away and told her I wanted to feel the clitty cock inside of me. she was glad to obey, and it wasn't long before her sissy juices were flowing and seeping into me. I held her close and let her enjoy the moment. It also felt great for me too. Of course, she cleaned up her own mess very skillfully, providing me with two loving climaxes in the process.

I know I've been yearning and aching for the Trophy Cock and it was the first thing I thought about when I was given the go ahead by my doctor to have sex. But the clitty cock was also on my mind. tammy's been such a good girl lately, I thought it might be a good idea to celebrate with her first. Even though it was just a "little" celebration, it meant the world to her. Besides, it was good practice for the bigger celebration that takes place tonight!

Time to Celebrate

2011-12-01T14:18:00.000-05:00

The news from my doctor late yesterday afternoon is reason for some celebration. I was given the all clear for sex with one caveat: "Just don't go crazy." My only reply to that was "Doc, I've been totally denied for more than a month. I'll be careful." I wonder what he was thinking. Maybe I've asked him too many times about how long it would be before I could start having sex again. My response to him wasn't totally accurate, but who needs to get specific with strangers?

As soon as I left the office I called tammy to let her know the good news. I left her a message and she returned the call about a half hour later, very happy for me. My second call was to Jay, who was in an airport somewhere waiting to fly somewhere else. I was so excited I couldn't remember where the hell he was or where he was headed. I'm sure he told me, but it wasn't until we talked late last night that I remembered he was headed to Dallas. The good news is that he promised to be back by Friday afternoon. It should be the start of a very nice weekend. Tasting the TC's been nice, but feeling it between my legs will be even better.

The only disappointment yesterday was that tammy was swamped at the office and didn't get home until very late. I was tired and with an early morning meeting to attend, I decided I'd save my energy for something this evening. Just after lunch, tammy called and told me she'd be able to get earlier today. I'm headed home now and our plan is to meet at the gym. After our workout, I have a surprise I think we'll both enjoy. A little celebration is in order.

Keeping My Fingers Crossed...

2011-11-30T14:08:00.000-05:00

....so that I can uncross my legs soon!

I'm headed to see my doctor late this afternoon, hoping to get his release from this lengthy abstinence from traditional penetrative sex. It's been made even worse because I've been abstaining from not just any cock, but Jay's special "Trophy Cock" for all this time. I'm sure if I do get the "green light" today, there may be some strings attached but at this point, who am I to be picky?

Jay finally stopped by Monday night just in time for the start of the Giants-Saints game. How romantic is that? Midway through the first quarter of the game, I had my sissy baby all tucked away upstairs in her bedroom so that I could focus all of my attention on Jay. When the second quarter started, Jay was resting comfortably on the sofa, his favorite beverage by his side, and his biggest fan on her knees in front of him with the TC between her lips.

The last month or so has given me a chanceto practice and improve my oral skills, participating actively rather than passively like I normally do. It's also served as a nice way to appreciate what I've been missing even more.

By the time I got to see the game it was pretty much over, the Saints steamrolling over the G-men. Jay said it wasn't much of a game, but he seemed to enjoy it anyway :)

"Get Ready"

2011-11-29T21:28:00.001-05:00

Yesterday's post on Thanksgiving memories, a break from the usual sex blogging you'll find here, didn't necessarily mean that Sunday was devoid of any carnal activity in our household. Far from it. After Aunt Louise and Sherry had retired earlier than usual because of an early morning flight back to Florida, I waited until they were probably asleep before sending sissy up to the master bedroom with orders to "get ready."

"Ready" can carry various meanings depending on my mood. On Sunday night, I wanted Big Blackie at my disposal along with my favorite harness, plenty of lube and something very pretty on my sissy wife. Big Blackie, the lube and one of my harnesses are standard equipment for our lovemaking. I have several dildos and harnesses but I have my favorites. Big Blackie's my favorite dildo and although she hasn't come right out and said it, I think it's tammy's favorite as well. she's gotten accustomed to its length and girth and it seems to reach just the right spots. A strap-on harness that I bought from Northbound Leather several years ago also ranks at the top of my list of harnesses.

Most, but not all of the time, tammy is all prettied up when I put the strap-on to her. Sunday night, with Sherry and Aunt Louise likely sound asleep, I wanted my little baby doll to look as feminine as possible; like a dutiful wife ready to fulfill her marital responsibilities. As beautiful as she looked, she performed even better.

Selfishly (that's how Domme's act by the way), I had her tend to my own needs first. However, it wasn't long before she was in the throes of her own big "O", BB sliding in and out of her tight little cheeks as she moaned in pleasure. With the her panties simply moved to the side (I don't know why, but I find that to be a very sexy look), my hands on her hips and my "cock" comfortably in her own little love nest, I had my own little mini-orgasm. I took her doggie style, only because I totally forgot about "Slave Position #4", as described by WC in his tutorial over at Under Contract to my Wife a few days ago.

Sorry tammy. Next time, I promise you'll get it that way - read up on it.

Thanksgiving Memories

2011-11-28T09:54:00.003-05:00

Every Thanksgiving creates its own special memories in my mind, but it's the memories that took place when I was much younger that I seem to remember most vividly. As we sat around the table this year and gave our thanks and toasted, my Aunt Louise reminded us about some of our earlier Thanksgivings and how hard my parents had to work to make them happen. It's not that we were poor or lacking in anything, it's just that the nature of my father's job sometimes made it difficult to have a traditional holiday at home.

I've never mentioned this before but my dad was a football coach. It's what he did for a living. He started coaching when he was in graduate school and for all intents and purposes, never stopped. Sure, as he moved up the coaching ladder there were the obligatory firings and subsequent relocations (fortunately not that many) that caused many tears among the four of us who had to adapt to a new school, make new friends, etc. So football played a prominent role in our home around Thanksgiving, as much as it could in a household with four daughters and no sons!

Most of the time we were home on that special Thursday in November when there wasn't a game to be played. However, dinner was often scheduled around a practice or a travel commitment for a game scheduled either on Friday or Saturday, but dinner never took a back seat to a game that was on television. That was my Mom's hard and fast rule. Dad towed the line on that one!

There were even times where we had to have our celebration the next day when the games were played on Thursday and we didn't go along. Those times would have been sad were it not for the love my parents had for us and how special they made the "rescheduling" seem. I also remember those times where we made the trip with Dad, staying in the team hotel but having our own Thanksgiving dinner as a family.

Our first Thanksgiving dinner where one of us was missing was on one of those trips. My oldest sister was in college and spent it with her roommate's family. I remember it like it was yesterday. My Dad was upset about it in a sad sort of way, and my Mom's attempts to console him by saying that "they're growing up dear" seemed to bring a tear to his eye which soon disappeared.

We would continue to get together as a family for Thanksgiving for many years, football and all. But the times that someone was "missing" became more and more frequent. As much as we want them to, things can't remain the same forever, but the memories they provide can.

Sharing My sissy

2011-11-27T09:23:00.000-05:00

As much as I enjoyed the Thanksgiving holiday weekend, I'm looking forward to getting back to normal and seeing Jay tomorrow night. He's been away all weekend and it goes without saying that I miss him, and not just his Trophy Cock, so much. Sherry and Aunt Louise return to Florida tomorrow morning and Sherry should be returning in a couple of weeks. She wants to be here as much as she can for me while I go through the next stage of my recovery. I keep telling her I'm fine but she insists on being here with me. I'm so lucky to have her, just as I am the other special people in my life.

Carol left after breakfast this morning. She wanted to get home so that she could get ready for a busy week ahead. Last night we had a chance to talk privately and she thanked me profusely for inviting her. I believe I had mentioned that it was her first Thanksgiving without her daughters and she was happy to be able to spend it with us. The two of us are as close as can be and we've never been afraid to talk openly with each other. Last night Carol admitted that she'd love to "babysit" tammy more, and volunteered her services once again. We laughed, even though I know she's not joking. In response, I told her that anytime she feels like babysitting, to just pick up the phone and let me know!

Possibly surprised by my comment she asked if I was serious. "Of course" I told her. "Don't ever be afraid to ask. There may even be an opportunity next weekend" I told her.

When the conversation was over, I was also surprised at how nonchalant I was with my comment, granting my best friend almost unlimited "access" to tammy. It bothered me quite a bit last night and is still troubling me this morning. I meant it and still do. It's not a statement that I want to retract, yet I feel so guilty about it. My love for tammy is greater than it's ever been. I sometimes wonder why I'm so willing to "share."

A "Fitting" End to Black Friday

2011-11-26T10:47:00.002-05:00

It doesn't feel like the Thanksgiving holiday weekend with this rather balmy weather around. But the crowds at the outlet stores yesterday sure gave it the holiday feeling. I don't mind the crowds, it's the associated traffic that comes with it that really stinks.

I really hadn't planned on buying sissy any panties on the shopping trip yesterday. After all, she's got enough panties to last her and at least another sissy or two a lifetime. How many more pairs does she really need? However, at the insistence of Aunt Louise, we had to make another trip to the Maidenform store to pick out something for tammy. I did find some nice pajama pants on sale and bought each of us a pair. Aunt Louise also insisted on picking out a pair of panties for tammy and discreetly asked what size she wore before selecting a very cute "fun and flirty" holiday hipster!

While doing my own shopping, I happened to notice another couple who I assume were husband and wife. The husband seemed a little nervous and based upon my own experience, I was pretty sure they were shopping for him. I continued to shop but kept glancing over at the two of them. At one point, she took a few pairs of panties they had been looking at and handed them to him. He seemed to blush, and went to stand in line to pay for them. She turned away and we made brief eye contact. From the look on her face she seemed to know that I had been watching them. We both smiled at each other.

A few minutes later, her husband still in line with his panties, I saw that she was standing not too far from where tammy and my aunt were. I made my way over to them and looking at tammy said "Did you find any panties you like?", loud enough for the woman to hear. It worked, she turned towards me and noticed that I was talking to tammy. We smiled at each other once again just as tammy said "I think so." I don't know about her hubby or boyfriend, but I think I at least made her feel comfortable!

A house full of guests always puts a little crimp in your style. As comfortable as Sherry, Carol and Louise (to a certain extent) are comfortable with our lifestyle, it's still not the same as being alone and never will be. Last night, I really felt like taking out Big Blackie and making love to my wife. I knew we could certainly do it in the privacy of our bedroom, but sometimes we both have a tendency to be quite vocal. I knew I could restrain myself but I wasn't sure about sissy. About a half hour before bedtime when we had a moment alone, I asked her if she would enjoy having Big Blackie tonight. From the look on her face, she didn't have to say yes. "Just promise to be quiet" I told her.

she did her best to remain quiet while I made love to her. she actually did quite well. Of course, gagging her with the panties I had worn all day helped a little bit too. And even though I haven't made love to her very much over the past month, Big Blackie still "fit" quite nicely.

Morning Worship & Black (Panty?) Friday

2011-11-25T10:35:00.000-05:00

I do hope everyone had an enjoyable Thanksgiving. After reading about Molly and Mick's day over at Under Contract to my Wife, I realize I had something else to be thankful for: That my sisters and their husbands live so far away! Also, when everyone had finished enjoying the feast that had been prepared (mostly by tammy but we all pitched in some) we let her be to take care of the dishes and domestic cleanup while we relaxed in the great room.

Today, I'm doing a good deed and once again driving up to the outlet stores in Freeport ME. We all love to shop from LL Bean online, but going to the flagship store is always special. Doing it on Black Friday might not be so special. Last year I took my aunt up there on the day after Thanksgiving and it wasn't too bad. It was kind of a memorable shopping trip, since it marked the first panty-shopping experience for tammy with Aunt Louise present. We bought her a cute little pink panty at the Maidenform outlet! Maybe this year I'll surprise her with a pair of sexy black ones. I know, not very sissy-like. After breakfast this morning, Sherry joked that perhaps we could have another panty shopping experience followed by the little game we played last weekend. As much as a sport my aunt is, I think we'll pass!

I read about the emotions Diane over at Bi & Large is experiencing and I can certainly relate. Whenever I'm apart from Jay around holidays, I get the same feelings Jay spends these holidays with his family as he should, but our absence is just one example of the difficulties people in relationships like us experience. I'll see him soon though. I'm feeling better and hopefully, it won't be long before the Trophy Cock finds it way "home."

I think even tammy misses the TC, or at least the special treats it leaves between my legs for her. Earlier this morning, before everyone was awake and she was nestled between my thighs for some morning worship, I teased her about once again not finding any treat "down there." She made a little muffled sound, not wanting to interrupt what she was doing. I wasn't quite sure how to interpret it, but I'm pretty confident she loves it "both ways."

Panty Party Results - Part II

2011-11-23T12:54:00.000-05:00

For obvious reasons, there was much more at stake for tammy in the second half of our little "Panty Party" on Saturday night. Much like a football game, good coaches and players make the necessary adjustments at half time and can often set the tone for the rest of the game during the first few minutes of the second half. The only difference on Saturday night was that tammy's "adjustments" consisted of being placed of the laps of three different tormentors for their own version of adjustments!

But before I get to how tammy did in the second half, I want to thank you for all the comments to my last post and your efforts to do better than my little sissy did in guessing who bought which pair of panties. To be honest, I really thought she would have been able to get all three correct. There was no intent to deceive her in any way. I thought the panties each of us bought were in line with not only our personalities but in many ways how we each approach our time with her. tammy admittedly over-thought this whole thing. In her own kinky little mind, she thought that we would throw her a few "curves" and intentionally try to mislead her. Unfortunately (for her anyway), her thought process was flawed. The result was a little extra fun for me and my two guests!

Congratulations to those of you who guessed #1 - Carol, #2 - Suzanne and #3 - Sherry. You've got better instincts and intuition than my poor sissy-wife with the sore bottom! Carol indeed thought the ruffled panties looked babyish, even though they were black. Although it's difficult to tell from the picture, I found the second pair to be quite luxurious looking and classy. My sister Sherry, who always likes to add some fun to the kink, found the color, patter and tightness of the pink panties from VS to both a "sissy and slutty" look. Go figure. It was an innocent little game that was more fun than we had originally thought. I hope you all enjoyed it too, without having had to suffer any of the consequences tammy did. Although I suspect some of you might have got a thrill out of that as well.

The second half of the party was a little more complicated than the first. To make sure tammy would only use her sense of smell to identify the panties' owners, she was not only blindfolded but her hands were secured behind her back so that her sense of touch was neutralized as well. Just as we were about to begin, Sherry thought that we should also prevent her from using her sense of taste by placing a piece of duct tape over her mouth! I've never gotten into sensory deprivation much but I have to say seeing tammy bound and blindfolded with the duct tape over her pretty lips was rather arousing in a different way.

Tammy knelt on the floor and the panties were placed in front of her. We allowed her up to five minutes to sniff the three panties. When she was ready to make her selections, she let us know by nodding her head in the affirmative. At that time, I removed the duct tape from her mouth (I really did try to do it as painlessly as possible) and told her we would hold the panties in front of her and she was to tell us who each belonged to. The three of us each took our own pair of panties and one by one, held them to her nose one more time. I was the one who asked her who the panties belonged to.

It was quite the impressive performance. Properly "adjusted" at halftime, tammy certainly redeemed herself with a perfect "3 for 3" when it came to identifying each panty's owner by smell alone. There was little if any indecision on her part when the panties were placed in front of her. Carol's panties were the first to be identified, followed by my own, then Sherry's.

I suppose a woman's scent can be quite distinct. Nonetheless, I'm still impressed with tammy's olfactory ability. I think it shows her ability to focus completely on the person to whom she's tasked with providing pleasure. It's an important attribute for any submissive. At the end of the night, she made me very, very proud.

Her reward was two-fold. First, she was allowed to keep the three pairs of panties as a memento of the evening; a tribute to her devotedness to doing the best she can when tending to our personal needs. And lastly, she got to spend the night with me in the master bedroom, worshiping the folds between my thighs and enjoying the intoxicating scents she knows so well. As an added treat, I let her play with the clitty cock until her sissy juice spilled onto my waiting bottom. As she cleaned up her little mess, I thought about how lucky I was to have such a wonderful, caring and devoted spouse. As Thanksgiving approaches, I have more than my share to be thankful for.

Panty Party Results - Part 1

2011-11-21T13:54:00.001-05:00

Saturday's festivities didn't go exactly as planned, but flexibility, particularly when it comes to kinky sex, is always a great personality trait to have. Our planned "cocktail hour" started later than planned because the three of us girls decided that we were going to get all dressed up for the special night. The result was that sissy was summoned back and forth between the three of us as she helped get us ready for the evening.

Her duties included, but weren't limited to, tending to us during our baths and drying us off, helping us slip into our panties, bras, stockings and other items, making sure our heels were polished, etc. Each of us having a ladies' maid at our disposal gave the start of the evening a nice touch of "kinky class." I'll take credit for that, since that part was my idea. A shortened cocktail hour was not a big deal for me anyway. Since my surgery, I've gone on what is mostly a plant-based diet and have refrained from any alcohol. Instead, I'm drinking plenty of green tea. In addition to being full of health benefits, the tea is an excellent diuretic which in my case, gives it even more benefits if you know what I mean!

After the tree of us were all dressed just the way we wanted (Sherry had the sluttiest attire of course with here very-revealing little black dress, while Carol and I opted for more conservative, but very form-fitting black skirts with white blouses), tammy quickly changed into her more formal pink maids uniform and began serving champagne and hors doeuvres to Carol and Sherry. I even took my greet tea in a champagne flute. I love the formal service tammy provides. Whenever we do it, I ask myself why I don't require it more often.

We'd agreed that dinner would be light and consist of just a few appetizer sized portions. tammy's preparation of some bruschetta, an antipasto platter and crab stuffed mushrooms was absolutely perfect. Far superior than some of the other skills she was about to display.

Our little party officially began when tammy was tasked with associating each pair of panties she was presented with which one of us had purchased them for her. The panties were placed on the floor in front of her where she was made to kneel. She was given five minutes to look them over and make her selections. She was allowed to touch each of them and do whatever she wanted in the 5 minute period. The rules were that she had to make all three selections at once. She wouldn't be allowed to find out if she was correct after she made her first association. That would make the game a little too easy, giving her a 50/50 chance on her next choice.

In such a game, there aren't that many possibilities. You either get the all right, all wrong, one right or one wrong. It's not possible to get two right and the third one wrong since if the first two are correct, that makes the third automatically correct as well.

she didn't take much time at all, confidently announcing her choices after less than two minutes. Poor thing, she should have used more time. She got them all wrong.

tammy's poor decisions did not come without consequences. she was made to remove her own pair of ruffled panties and told to slip on the panties we had bought her one pair at a time. After she put the panties on, whoever bought the panties for her administered a spanking while she wore the panties. Carol and Sherry used their hands for the spanking while I chose a crop. Carol went first, followed by Sherry and I was last. I hadn't used the crop in a very long time and was enjoying myself. I even gave tammy some whacks across her inner thighs in addition to her buttocks, something I've rarely done.

By the time I was done she was crying. The tears were real, as the punishment was one of the more severe she's had to endure since we've been together. she should have given her selections a little more thought.

I took pictures of each pair of panties for you to see below. I'd be curious if any of my readers, given what they know about my personality, as well as my sister Sherry's and friend Carol's, would like to try their hand at the little game? Let's face it, you can't do any worse than tammy, who knows each of us better than any of my readers!!!!

Here were here choices, with my own brief description of each, which may or may not help you with your selections:

Panty #1

Panty #1 was purchased at a nearby mall, at one of these temporary Halloween kiosks. It's a bikini style black panty with ruffled lace arond the leg openings and across the bottom. A discount version of black silk sissy maids panties, they're kind of cute but the ruffles run higher on the buttocks that you would find on some of the more traditional sissy panties available. Cute, and a nice addition to a black and white maids uniform.

Panty #2

Panty # 2 is a cream colored shapewear french cut panty that has about 2 inches of lace all around the leg openings. The tightness of the panty and the lace makes for a very pretty view of the buttocks as they are firmly encased in the panties and lace tight against a well shaped bottom. In addition, there's a cute little bow atop the front panel. It's a very nice piece of lingerie that would make the wearer feel very feminine. Too bad a matching brassiere wasn't available. A nice find for Macy's!


Panty#3

Panty #3 was purchased at Victoria's Secret, definitely one of tammy's favorite stores (I love it when she gets mail personally addressed to her from them. Of course, it comes in her male name with nice little salutations urging her to buy two bras and get a third free. Wonder what the mailman thinks?). The panties are close in color to hot pink with possibly a tint of orange. They have a very subtle floral pattern with some shades of white. Very, very cute and of course, pink is definitely her color.

There you have them. The same choices facing tammy on Saturday night when she went 0-3. I'm sure someone can do better!!!

Next: Testing tammy's olfactory skills.

Panty Party Preparations

2011-11-19T10:40:00.000-05:00

Last night was plenty of fun with loads of laughs. While some of the laughs were definitely at sissy's expense, I didn't feel so bad because even though she received a heavy dose of humiliation throughout the night, it was physically evident that she loved all the attention she was getting.

We stayed on schedule for the most part. The pedicures took a bit longer than I expected (I should have known that -poor planning on my part), but we adhered to a 10 PM bedtime for tammy by cutting her corner time short after her spanking. Also, the three of us (Sherry, Carol and me) were quite giddy while tammy was doing her best doting on us and making sure our nails looked just so, making it difficult for her at times.

The spanking wasn't a disciplinary event by any means. Rather, I used it as a reminder of the expectation I have of tammy to Carol and Sherry whenever I leave her in their care. Before the spanking began, tammy was sent to change quickly from her maids uniform to a short pink nightie and nothing else. she was also told to return with a diaper, plastic panties, baby pins, baby powder and a pacifier of her choice. When she came back downstairs, those items were put aside and she stood in front of us in just the nightie and her CB. We all agreed she should be taken out of the device so I had her go back upstairs to get me my key.

That little exercise, fetching the key for me, seemed to arouse her. The little clitty cock had stiffened quite a bit, making it rather difficult to slip out of the CB. The giggles from the girls as tammy wiggled around trying to get it off and at the same time get the clitty cock to "calm down" just made the effort more difficult. Finally, she got it off and was over my lap for her spanking. I did get a few disciplinary swats in there for her being unable to control herself even when locked up.

The spankings were all bare handed and after I got it going, sissy spent a brief period of time across the laps of Carol and Sherry. I'd never passed her around like that but found it to be quite enjoyable, especially when she was returned to my lap for the last several slaps. She stayed in the position until I was pleased with the shade of her bottom and I could hear the little sobs begin. No need for a full out crying episode.

After the spanking it was diaper time, and what a time it was. tammy lay on the living room floor on top of a blanket Sherry had brought for the occasion. Carol did the honors. It's interesting to watch someone else diaper tammy. I suppose everyone has their own style. This led to a discussion about how we each diapered tammy which once again got the clitty cock all excited. I took the pacifier and placed it between her lips as I knelt beside her when Carol was all done.

"Aren't you the excited little girl tonight?" I asked her. she nodded in the affirmative.

"I think my little girl deserves a treat for all she's been through tonight" I said. Once again, she nodded in agreement.

I began to caress her clitty cock through the diaper and pink plastic panties, rubbing it gently and lovingly. "Show Carol and Sherry how much you've enjoyed tonight" I said to her. "Go ahead, you can mess your diaper like a good little sissy." It wasn't much longer before she came in front of the three of us, messing her diaper. Both Sherry and Carol giggled and applauded, telling her what a good girl she was. Good girl or not, she spent about 15 minutes in the corner before I brought her to bed.

I stayed with her for about 30 minutes, alone in our bedroom. It was quality quiet time for us. The intimate conversation was important. I kissed her goodnight and told her I'd be up later.

I stayed up a little past midnight and laughed again with my two guests. We came up with a plan for tonight's panty party. It's going to be more fun than I even thought! When it was time for bed, I spent a little while in my office and started this posting. sissy sound asleep when I joined her. she stirred just a little bit as I nestled up to her and put my arm around her waist and held her close.

I'm headed out for a walk with Sherry and Carol. It's a special kind of laundry day here. In addition to mine, her own and Sherry's, tammy has Carol's lingerie to wash. I called her this week and let her know what I had planned. She was glad to oblige and brought a lingerie bag full for tammy to tend to. The panty washing task will be keeping her busy for a better part of the morning. If she's smart, she may even use the opportunity to discover the different scents in the panties before she launders them by hand. It would be time well spent given what's on the line tonight!

A Busy sissy

2011-11-18T17:53:00.002-05:00

There's going to be lots going on this weekend even though Jay may not be around except for a brief cameo appearance on Sunday. That's the way it goes when your Alpha Male lover is a busy, busy man! Fortunately, I have my sissy around for fun, and two very capable assistants in my friend Carol and sister Sherry.

Surprisingly, both will be on hand tonight in a couple of hours so that the fun can begin!

Here's my kinky agenda:

Friday evening:

6:30 - 7:00 PM - cocktails and snacks
7:00 PM - ? - pedicures and perhaps a second cocktail
9:00 PM - 10:00 PM - a sissy spanking and corner time
10:00 PM - bedtime for sissy - Who will diaper her is TBD!
10:00 PM - ? Meeting with Sherry and Carol to discuss "Panty Party Rules"
12 midnight - Approximate bedtime for the rest of us

Saturday:

7:30 AM - Coffee delivered to each of us in our bedrooms
8:00 - 9:00 AM - Breakfast in the dining room
9:00 - 12:00 - Lingerie washing and other domestic duties for sissy. Free time for the girls!
12:00 - 4 PM - Errands to be run by sissy - dry cleaners, groceries, car wash and other personal tasks Carol and/or Sherry may have. The rest of us have a bit of shopping of our own to do and visit a friend of ours.
4 PM - 5 PM - Personal time for sissy, prepping for the evening's festivities.
5 PM - 6 PM - sissy to assist us in any personal needs we may have as we prepare for a fun night.
6 PM - 7 PM - cocktail hour for the girls, while sissy prepares dinner.
7 PM - Dinner is served.
8 PM - The panty party begins. End time TBD.

Sunday:

7:00 AM - Coffee ready and delivered to our bedrooms upon request.
10:00 AM - The girls treat sissy to a late breakfast at a nearby restaurant.
Afternoon.....TBD (Most likely, I'm going to be monopolizing sissy's time on Sunday afternoon. By then, I will have plenty of personal needs that need attending.

Of course, this is a tentative schedule and subject to change. One never knows what opportunities might come up for even more fun!

Lonely Week = Reflections

2011-11-17T13:31:00.000-05:00

It's been a pretty lonely week for me when it comes to having some Alpha Male and sissy companionship. Jay's been virtually non-existent (save for some late evening phone calls) and tammy's had to stay on her business trip an extra couple of days. Like a good girl, she always carries a few extra pairs of panties just in case. Sherry's been great company, but she's female and of course...my sister. I'm kinky, but not totally perverse!

Maybe it's this brief period of loneliness that's caused me to "overthink" a few things like the topic of yesterday's post. Perhaps, but the solitude that gives you time for self-reflection and assessment usually works out well for me.

While driving to the office this morning (I'm coming in later since I'm on a reduced schedule and the commute is so much nicer) I was thinking about some of the things I use to do with tammy before Jay came on the scene. Our relationship is so much fuller now that Jay's in the picture and I can't imagine not having him around, but his entry into our lives gave us another person to care for, protect and love. While I've always tried to be discreet and careful when it came to our D/s lifestyle, that effort rose exponentially when I met Jay.

One of the things I'd done with tammy when it was just the two of us was attend rather low pressure BDSM/fetish events and parties. I believe I wrote about these briefly before, possibly discussing the ones we had attended in Montreal, Canada. We attended a few when I was teaching in Europe. Brussels had some very classy parties and we attended a couple in Germany. In all, I think we went four times. We weren't regulars, but were always made to feel comfortable. We had met a very friendly couple at the first party that were most helpful and accompanied us to two of the other events. Each one was a little different but plenty of fun. The only downside (more of an irritant) with one of the parties was that a few months ago, I found a picture of one of the parties posted on tumblr.com that showed tammy all dolled up in a pretty white lingerie ensemble.

At least for now, those type events and parties are totally out of the picture for us and I can live with that. I got to thinking this morning about how much I enjoyed putting my submissive sissy on display during these parties. Whether on a collar and leash, kneeling beside me, serving me in some way or just simply staying by my side, tammy's submission was on full display and I loved it.

Socializing with like minded folk again might just be the thing I need to kick up my kinkiness a notch or two. Of course, I'd have to find a party that wasn't "couples only." I'd only go if Jay were by my side as well. For that to happen, I'll just have to be patient.

A New Blog - With some Thought-Provoking Words

2011-11-16T21:12:00.000-05:00

A few days ago I added a new site to my ever-growing blog list (yes, it's probably getting a bit long and even unruly but it is what it is) called "Die Stark Frau/The strong woman." It's a curious addition because according to a recent post, the author has basically stopped blogging. However, she did add a couple of short posts recently so, who knows what's really going on.

After seeing her blog show up on my referral stats from sitemeter.com (something I hadn't noticed before) I linked to the blog to take a peek. The following words struck me immediately and have been mulling around in my mind ever since:

I feel like I failed with our relationship. I feel like I failed him.
I know he gave me everything he had to give. And I know I gave him all I had.
But the ugly reality is: it wasn`t enough...

The words intrigued me. And I'm letting my guard down a bit here when I share with you that they really hit home. I haven't gone back and read the blog in its entirety; if and when I do, I may find some answers, but right now I'm not even sure what the questions should be. I decided to add the blog to my list for a couple of reasons. I hope the author decides to continue blogging and if she does, I'll see it up at the top of my list. But the biggest reason is I want the blog, and specifically those words that struck me, to serve as a reminder of the insecurities I have in my own relationship.

Before I continue, please don't think that I'm on the verge of breaking up with tammy or Jay. I want that to be perfectly clear. Our love for one another runs very deep and I view it as eternal. That doesn't mean I can't have insecurities....

I believe any relationship in which some form of D/s plays a prominent role is a long journey of discovery. The basics which helped form the bond in the early days are always present, but they're accompanied by different and newer aspects all the time, be they physical, sexual, emotional, psychological, etc. The relationship evolves, changes and hopefully continues to grow.

By no means is our relationship in jeopardy. Rather, I think we'll be at a crossroads soon. I wish I could take Yogi Berra's advice: "If you come to a fork in the road, take it!" I wish it were that simple. I've come to the realization that tammy's longings for submission are becoming greater than my own needs for Dominance. How much greater? I'm not sure, but the disparity is there and, as she matures, I believe it will only become greater.

Even though I consider myself a rather benevolent and fun-loving Dominant, I've done things that to many might seem pretty kinky or even extreme. I've shared tammy not only with my lover, but with my sister and best friend. I've made her available to them, in a way many would describe as treating her like nothing more than a piece of chattel. I know she would do whatever I asked with whomever I wanted, yet my care and concern for her gives me pause and even prevents me from expanding that intimate circle of servitude. As for tammy, any pause or reluctance to follow orders on her part has long since disappeared.

I just know the limits to her submission haven't yet been tested. Whether or not I'm the right person to test those limits is the question that spawns my feelings of insecurity. Our marriage is no different than any other; there has to be some give and take to make it work. tammy's ready and willing to take more. I have to be ready to give it.

A Panty Party

2011-11-15T18:22:00.001-05:00

If you recall, a couple of weeks ago Sherry, Carol and I decided to each buy tammy a pair of panties, sort of as a surprise gift and also to have a little bit of fun. The intent was to have a little game to see if she could guess which one of us bought which pair of panties. Carol had to head back home that Sunday but promised to be here this coming weekend so that we could follow up on our plan.

The little game is going to take place either late Saturday afternoon or Saturday evening, before or after dinner. Jay's going to be spending the day with some friends so it'll be an "all girl" party. My bet is that sissy probably won't be able to guess all three correctly. I've talked with Sherry about some possible "rewards" if she does guess them all, and punishments if she doesn't. If she gets them all wrong, then of course, the punishment will be more severe.

Guess who???

I've also thought of another game to play that would be quite a bit kinkier and would naturally have much more at stake. If tammy were blindfolded and the three of us were to put our well-worn panties into a little pile on the living room floor, would she be able to determine who each of the pairs belonged to. In addition to the blindfold, it might be fun to bound her hands behind her back, leaving only her sense of smell to determine each panty's rightful owner. I wonder how good her sense of smell is?

There's one pair she better get right. I'm not as concerned about the other two!

My sister Sherry will be leaving for a couple of days next Monday to head down to Florida so that she can fly back here with our Aunt Louise for Thanksgiving. She was originally planning to go back this Saturday, but she didn't want to miss the party!

A Work Fantasy

2011-11-14T14:22:00.000-05:00

This week I'll be returning to work, going into the office for a few hours a day beginning tomorrow. I'll even be attending a few meetings, hoping that those running them have done something in my absence to make them at least a little more interesting. This past weekend did much improve my outlook, enjoying the loving touches of both my lover and my sissy wife. I may have some difficult times ahead, but I couldn't be any luckier than I am, having two people by my side who love me so much.


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There is one thing that's missing. It's something that I've fantasized about ever since I got into this Female Led Relationship lifestyle. I've always wanted to have a submissive tucked away under the desk in my office. he/she would be somewhat of a permanent fixture there, perhaps tethered in some way, keeping them in place for oral worship whenever I wanted it. They'd remain there while I was at work, silent, obedient and just waiting until I decided it "was time." They would wait patiently while I was either in class, at a meeting, working out, etc., wondering when I would return and demand their services.

I think about this often. I wonder if such situations exist in real life? Would a submissive be willing to take on such a task or responsibility? Perhaps there are even some "unwilling" subs who find themselves under their Mistress' or Master's desks? All I know is that right now, the space under my desk is unfortunately empty.

Two Special Nights

2011-11-13T09:28:00.002-05:00

It's turned out to be a very lovely and lusty weekend. So much so that I took a well-deserved day off from blogging. With sissy not returning until Saturday morning, I had Jay and the Trophy Cock all to myself on Friday night. With those private parts between my thighs off limits for a while longer, I can honestly say that I had never spent as much time sucking a cock as I did Jay's on Friday night. It was well worth it.

My own orgasm (of the digital manipulation variety) was way over due and welcomed in many ways. Beyond the obvious reasons, it allayed the many (though misplaced) fears I had that some things just "wouldn't be the same", or worse, totally absent, after the type of surgery I had. Maybe it was because it's been so long, but that first orgasm seems like it was the best I ever had.

There was only one drawback to the evening - tammy wasn't there with me to share the big load from the TC. she would have enjoyed it so much.

That wouldn't be the case on Saturday. tammy was quick to change into the appropriate maid's uniform to take care of her special laundry duties when she got home. Between Sherry, her own and my lingerie, there was quite a bit to take care of. Sherry left by mid afternoon to spend the night with friends up north, leaving just tammy and me to spend a wonderful evening with Jay.

It was a very happy evening in many respects. It marked the first time since my surgery that the three of us were together expressing our love for one another in a sexual way. tammy greeted Jay ever-so-submissively, on her knees in the foyer, when he returned from his alma mater's football game (a victory no less!). It wasn't long before the three of us were upstairs in the master bedroom.

I had already laid out a few things ahead of time while sissy was waiting patiently for Jay to arrive. I chose a cute white babydoll set for sissy to wear. It looked so virginal and I thought it was fitting since I hadn't made love to her in so long. My strap-on was laid out on the bed as well, along with the lube. I also found the special "blowjob bib" Jay had bought sissy for Christmas.

When we got upstairs, sissy changed into her babydoll and I put the bib on her. I also let her out of her CB, with a little difficulty since the clitty cock was already aroused, and had her promise not to touch herself until I gave her permission. Jay and I got totally naked and I began by having sissy help me with the TC, both of us putting our lips on the growing member simultaneously. Sucking your lover's cock with your submissive spouse is quite the experience. It took little time for the TC to spring to life and I ordered sissy to position herself so that I could sit on her pretty little face, the position that allows for optimal penetration of her tongue into my ass.

Soon, I was in heaven, the TC in my mouth and tammy tongue deep inside of me. I came ferociously, the intensity of my orgasm must have crushed poor tammy, while at the same time exciting Jay to the point of his own explosion, resulting in a massive eruption too much for me to handle. I continued to savor the feeling, remaining on top of my sissy just a few minutes longer until the orgasmic feeling had almost totally subsided.

After a short break during which sissy fetched Jay and I a glass of wine, Jay insisted on some ass worship of his own. This time it was Jay who assumed "the diaper position" at the edge of the bed. Not for any type of penetration or diapering, but so sissy could kneel with her lips and tongue at the perfect level so she could kiss, lick and rim Jay's manly butt just perfectly.

While tammy tended to Jay's lovely ass, I stepped into my waiting strap-on and spread a generous amount of lube on Big Blackie. Taking the tube of lube with me, I went to kneel behind tammy and briefly interrupted her ass worshiping session with Jay so that I could position myself properly to slide BB into her. As she continued to lick Jay's ass and applied more lube directly on and around her little hole.

She was on all fours as I slid behind her pressing my big rubber cock against her, still obediently rimming Jay. From Jay's moans, he seemed to be enjoying the attention his ass was getting also! "I want you to fuck Jay's ass with your tongue while I fuck yours with my cock sweetie" I told her, slowly sliding into her. "That's it tammy, put your tongue into my ass" Jay added. I knew the effect our words would have on her and it wouldn't be long before she couldn't stop herself from cumming. I grabbed my pair of panties that lay nearby and handed them to her saying "Here you go honey, why don't you play with yourself and cum in my panties." she did. It was quite a bit of sissy juice from the clitty cock....much more than usual. Before she put the panties in the laundry, I had her lick them clean.

Some Questions Answered

As I mentioned earlier, this weekend helped allay the fears I had about my post-surgery sexual feelings and I think I answered some of my own questions.

Also, a few of you asked if sissy had ever taken Jay's TC or worshipped his ass. The answer is yes. You can read about it in these posts:

tammy's "Big" Night
A Different Ass to Worship

The next question to answer is: "Are the Patriots as bad as they seem to be?" We may find out tonight against the much-hated Jets!

Ass Worship & Big Blackie

2011-11-11T09:47:00.002-05:00

It might not seem like something a Domme would crave, but I can't wait to put my lips on Jay's Trophy Cock and let it slide into my waiting mouth. It's going to be even better when sissy gets home so she can lap at my bottom while I do Jay. If she's a good girl, we may even let her clitty cock out of the cb and let her relieve herself within the confines of a diaper and plastic panties. I don't want things to get too messy.

Jay's aching for attention also. At least that's how it appeared when we talked on the phone last night. When I told him how I wanted tammy to attend to my butt while I sucked his cock, he liked the idea and even offered his own ass up for her attention. That works for me, but my ass gets worshiped first.

So after I'm satisfied with the attention my posterior receives, I'll still be sucking my lover's Trophy Cock while my sissy cuckold will be rimming his beautiful ass. Lucky tammy, she's going to get plenty of ass this weekend.

It might also be time for yours truly to get a little ass. A few days ago, one of my readers (Paige) asked about "Big Blackie. Well, I think Big Blackie is ready to make an appearance this weekend. My own version of the TC has been dormant for some time, while my sissy wife's more feminine needs go unmet. I'm not sure of BB's exact dimensions Paige, perhaps sissy can fill you in on the specifics...lol . Suffice to say it fills her needs pretty well, and her pussy bottom even better.

That's another thing I can't wait for. Making love to my submissive wife. she'll get her share of cock this weekend as well.

My Top Three Priorities

2011-11-10T23:10:00.000-05:00

I'm hornier than usual and can't wait for my little sissy bitch to get home from her business trip to the west coast. As soon as she walks through the door, I'm going to insist on three things:

First, she's going to strip down to her panties and chastity belt and slip into her pink maids uniform.
Second, she's going to drop to her knees, spread my ass cheeks and plant a kiss on my pretty pink butthole.
And third...um, what the third one there, let's see.....I can't think of the third one. Sorry. Oops.

And now here's something a little more coherent, courtesy of Vanessa Chaland over at Fetish Furniture Factory. Vanessa provides us with this link to an interesting article on cuckolding from Salon.com.

Lick My Butt

2011-11-10T13:29:00.001-05:00

tammy's not likely to arrive back from the west coast until some time on Saturday morning. she'll be taking a redeye back home and hopefully she gets a chance to catch some sleep during the flight. I expect her to be busy throughout the weekend. It's been awhile since she's provided us with some "full maid service" for an entire weekend and I think the timing is just about right. Like anything else, you need to hone your skills every so often unless you want them to deteriorate.

The maid service will also provide her with some practice for the Thanksgiving holiday. Once again, my aunt Louise will be coming up to visit us from Florida and this year there's a strong possibility my friend Carol will also be spending a couple of days with us. One of her daughters is in France and the other will be visiting her fiancee's parents. With a houseful of female guests to tend to, this weekend's "practice sessions" will come in handy.

I've got to refrain from "regular" sex for a little while longer and with an elevated libido, it's beginning to make me antsy, edgy and downright bitchy at times. However, I can still take matters into my own hands if necessary and insist on other body parts of mine to receive some much needed attention.

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This weekend, my little sissy maid can count on worshiping my delicious derriere and probing it with her talented tongue while I take it all in and enjoy myself. I might even put my lips to the Trophy Cock, sucking it while tammy tongue's my beautiful butt. Too bad if she's suffering from jet lag. I have my own needs that have to be met.

Staying Busy...and Aching!

2011-11-09T17:36:00.001-05:00

A trip into the city today for a couple of Doctor's appointments, stopping by the office, lunch downtown with Sherry and battling some afternoon traffic has left me kind of tired. Jay's away for a couple of days and tammy's on a business trip to the west coast. I've told them to get back to normal with their own jobs as much as possible. I'm feeling better and the sooner everyone gets back to normal the better. I'm sure it's going to help my own recovery as well.

Both Jay and tammy should be back here on Friday and around for the weekend. I'm feeling well enough to keep tammy busy in several ways. Even though I'm feeling better, I'm still aching quite a bit.....aching for the Trophy Cock and the wonderful clean up that would follow our intense rounds of lovemaking. Soon I hope....but never soon enough!

A Cocktail for sissy

2011-11-08T08:41:00.000-05:00

I'm refraining from any type of alcohol during my recovery. Not that I had a problem with it, but I did enjoy a fine glass of wine before, and with, dinner. I'm totally committed to doing everything I need to do to beat this thing as quickly and efficiently as possible. Everything that's going to find it's way into my body is going to be as organic and natural as possible (I checked and Jay's Trophy Cock falls into that category).

That doesn't mean tammy can't enjoy a happy hour cocktail every once and awhile. While I sipped on some green tea before dinner tonight, sissy got to enjoy some of my very own "Suzanne 2011 Reserve" Chardonnay. It's best enjoyed immediately after harvest, and at slightly higher than room temperature. The "harvesting" took place as soon as she got home from work last night. The fruit was ready and I just couldn't hold it any longer.

Personally, I think it was one of my better vintages.

Some Signs of Progress

2011-11-07T13:31:00.000-05:00

Yesterday's little shopping spree with Carol and Sherry helped lift my steadily improving spirits. I got out of the house and did some regular "girl stuff" with friends. Other than the little fun we had buying panties for tammy, the afternoon was really all about me and just enjoying myself, also free from the responsibilities that come with being a Domme.

tammy was in good hands and was actually doing some "guy stuff" with Jay, watching the Patriots lose their second game in a row for the first time in who knows how long. Seems like the hoodie has lost his magic touch, not to mention some pretty good assistant coaches over the past several years. The team looks more like it's on a slow path to mediocrity rather than rushing to another Super Bowl title.

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I'm also antsy about getting back to work. Although I never really dreaded Monday mornings, there were times I'd want to roll over and catch another forty winks or one more fun-filled roll in the hay with Jay or sissy. Today however, I had an overwhelming urge to dive back into the rat race and head to the office. Instead, my two loves made their way into the city while I stayed behind.

I'm also looking forward to some late afternoon intense workouts at the gym followed by some extremely thorough body worship from tammy then gagging her with my worn panties and fucking her brains out with Big Blackie.

I'm improving every day. So is my libido.

Panty Shopping for (and without) sissy

2011-11-06T17:59:00.002-05:00

My best friend Carol came by to visit this afternoon. She came to see me when I was in the hospital and we've talked just about every day but it's been great to see her again. With Jay and tammy at the Patriots game today, that left us girls (Carol, Sherry and me) to do something all of us love to do - shopping! Feeling a wee bit better every day, getting out to spend money was just what the doctor ordered. I felt so much better when we got back home.

While we were at the mall, Sherry came up with the cute idea that we each pick out a pair of panties for tammy and when she got back from the game with Jay, we would see if she could guess which one of us selected each pair. I thought it was a great idea and volunteered to pay for the three pairs of panties. The only downside is that Carol had to head back home before sissy got back from the game. Because of that, the little game isn't going to take place for a couple of weeks. Carol's promised to come back two weekends from now and Sherry will still be here. The two weeks will also give me plenty of time to think of some rewards for tammy if she guesses correctly and of course, some consequences if she doesn't.

I've always said Sherry much more creative than I am!

More Jealousy

2011-11-05T12:20:00.000-04:00

It'll be some time before I can get back to routine of regular physical activity. It seems like ages ago that I'd return from the gym with sissy, eager to have my well lathered and ripened body worshiped to complete satisfaction. This would be followed of course by a long hot shower together where once again, she'd be put to good use.

Those memories are dancing around in my head right now because tammy and Sherry have just left for the health club, something I won't be able to do for a while. I don't think Sherry's ever showered with tammy before, at least to my knowledge. Maybe I'll suggest it to Sherry when they return, unless they've planning on showering at the club.

Just another thing to make me jealous.

Jealousy

2011-11-04T14:20:00.000-04:00

Last night as I relaxed in the den with a good book recovering from my recent surgery, I was overcome with waves of jealousy. Upstairs, my sister Sherry was enjoying the pleasures of having tammy's soft and silky tongue between her long lean legs. It doesn't bother me that my sissy husband was pleasuring someone else. As you already know, she pleasures who I want her to pleasure, and does it very obediently.

Rather, I'm so jealous of my sister, because it will be awhile before I can get back into some heavy duty sex and active participation in sissy's submission. In the meantime I'll remain a passive Domme. But when the time comes, I plan on making up for lost time an doing so in a hurry.

tammy seemed to have a good time last night as well. After I let her out of her cb, Sherry put her in diapers before being worshiped. tammy messed the diaper and needed a change before bedtime. This morning, there was another messy diaper in the laundry. Two orgasms in her diaper in a very short time. Pretty good deal for a submissive.

Our cleaning lady Gina was here today. I don't often get a chance to talk with her since she's here while I'm at work so I thought it was a good time to talk to her and give her some sort of explanation of why we have adult diapers in the laundry every so often. I explained that sissy suffered from an incontinence problem as a result of injuries in a car accident she was involved in several years ago. She asked if I had ever tried disposable diapers, adding that a cousin of hers had a similar problem and found the disposables to be more convenient. I said we had tried some, but weren't happy with them. I asked her to get me the brand name of the one's her cousin uses if she could. A little white lie doesn't hurt once and awhile.

Some New Blogs

2011-11-03T11:28:00.000-04:00

I've added a few new blogs over the past couple of months, most of which I haven't really had the opportunity to comment on. For the most part, my blog list tends to expand. Every so often I tend to "prune" it, taking some blogs off for various reasons. I use to get concerned if the blog list got too long. However, more and more blogs are being created that appear as if they might be of interest to my readers. Here are a few that I've added, along with my own commentary on their content:

Otto's Femdom Spanking Art

Otto's Femdom Spanking Art - Dark and Erotic Femdom computer-enhanced artwork. A stark contrast to my own bright and cheery style of FD...lol. I've not dabbled into objectification, but his latest post, 'Mortimer's Monthly Milking" has me wondering how lovely tammy would look as a coffee table for use by some future guests of mine. All Mortimer needs here is a cute pair of ruffled panties, but that's just my style. Check out the site. I'm sure you'll enjoy.

Domme Chronicles - A very well written blog that gives the reader more insight into the author's own take on FD than most other blogs of our genre. At times opinionated, but in a non-caustic way. A Domme should have strong opinions. This one does.

A Life of Submission - Written by a submissive male whose wife Debbie, seems to have a regular lover and maybe a few others on the side. It's not really a cuckold blog, but one that touches on the author's many submissive fantasies and experiences throughout his life. Seems to post daily with an photo that fits that day's theme.

Mistress and Slave on the Lam - A couple deeply in love who decide to take their well balanced corporate and kinky lifestyles to the other end of the earth, settling in What's-it-Stan. Sam (slave) fills us in on a daily basis on how the couple is adapting to life in their yurt. Simone (Mistress) hasn't seemed to skip a beat when it comes to enjoying sex. There may have been a change of scenery, but slave is still pampered and Mistress is still spoiled. Good for them!

Still lots of cleanup to take care of back here (not the sexual kind either). The landscaping company we use is out back now picking up limbs, branches, leaves, etc. Sherry's back from dropping Karen off at the airport. I'm happy they were able to get along (for the most part) while Karen was here. No major blowups. Perhaps it's a sign that we've finally grown up and accepted our differences. And yes, Sherry can't wait for tammy to get home.

Poor Sherry....

2011-11-02T17:39:00.000-04:00

....or maybe I should say poor sissy. My sister Karen is here until tomorrow, eschewing her plans to leave on Tuesday. Because of our less-than-optimal living conditions (just power from our generator), Karen, unlike many of my other relatives or siblings, chose to stay here with us in case things got worse instead of going back to the luxuries of her own home. Bless her!

Our power went on briefly - like for about 5 minutes - before going out again the other day. We finally got it restored about 2 hours ago. It was interesting that we had cable and broadband service very shortly after the storm. Thank goodness for our generator, it's paid for itself many times over since we bought it when we moved in here.

Karen's presence has put a damper on Sherry's "babysitting" plans for tammy, along with her own agenda for oral satisfaction. She did her best to convince Karen that everything was fine, but my elder sister's Catholic upbringing (and all the feeling of guilt that comes with) decided it was best that she stayed until everything was back to normal. Note to Karen: Things will never be "normal" around here.

Now that Karen's got an early morning flight scheduled for tomorrow, Sherry's attitude seems to have improved dramatically. I'm sure she can't wait to have tammy between her thighs. Sherry will likely be waiting for tammy to get home from work tomorrow night, up in the guess bedroom with her legs already spread! As for tammy, it's probably time she gets some sort of relief. she's been chaste for just about two weeks now and well deserving of a sissy-style orgasm.

Feeding her Hunger for Submission

2011-11-01T08:25:00.000-04:00

Even though I'm more or less on the "injured reserve" list, I still need to ensure that my sissy wife's submissive needs are met. After all, isn't that a Domme's responsibility? The last couple of weeks have been tough, but I've recovered enough to at least take the reins of the present situation and make sure all the work I've invested into tammy's training isn't lost in a matter of a few weeks.

It's been a little bit more difficult with my sister Karen around. At present, it just isn't worth filling her in on all the complexities of our lifestyle. Some people "get it", others don't. She falls into that latter category. As much as I love her dearly, we're totally different in many ways. I'm really happy and grateful that she's here to help out. Her coming here meant the world to me. However, once she's gone this weekend we'll be able to start getting back to normal around here!

I'm not back to 100% by any means, and I'm not ready to step into the strap-on harness like I normally do and fuck sissy's brains out. However, by early next week I might be able to handle her going for a ride on my lap - like a good sissy girl.

I'm heeding the advice of so many of my friends....taking it (or giving it) one step at a time.

No Power, No Cable & No Sex

2011-10-30T23:31:00.000-04:00

Recovery is bad enough as it is. But when you get about 14 inches of snow before the first of November, it really sucks. With a loss of power, sissy had to do some uncharacteristically manly things like start the generator this morning, so fortunately we were able to get some lights on, the pump for our well running and some heat into the house.

There was also no cable, so our ability to watch the Patriot's lose to the Steelers earlier today was limited to some online viewing that sissy and Jay were trying to figure out. I passed on the whole thing and just lay in bed resting.

I'm also having a tough time coping with the lack of sex. Let me share something with you: The desire for sex starts between the ears rather than between the legs. The last thing my private parts want now is sex. However, my brain feels otherwise.

I know this posting probably seems "out there." Blame it on my medication.

Recovering

2011-10-29T11:46:00.000-04:00

It's a wintry October day in New England, just what I needed to help my recovery! My two sisters are here with tammy, all tripping over each other to help me out and do whatever I would ask of them. Sounds like a good gig for a Domme but it is starting to be a pain in the ass, and not in a good way.

I'm hoping to wean myself off the pain meds and other things, they're leaving me a little out of sorts and if I keep taking them, who knows what I might end up writing here!

My sister Karen is here until Tuesday. She and Sherry have always blended together like oil and water. My illness seems to have made that a little better, at least for the time being. I'm also doing my best to keep tammy the busiest of all, giving Sherry and Karen more time to "bond." Because of my tactics, my bet is that some sort of fireworks are due to erupt either late tomorrow or Monday. Stay tuned.

Shery's also upset that Karen's presence has put a crimp in her "babysitting" of tammy while here. After making sure I'm all set, Sherry would sure love having her needs met. It would also give me peace of mind that sissy is falling out of practice in some of her very basic duties.

I'll try to post when I can, but it may be every couple of days or so. Again, thanks for all your notes and comments.

Many Thanks

2011-10-28T10:09:00.000-04:00

I'm back. While far from fully recovered, I'm finally feeling well enough to post a few lines and hopefully post on a more regular basis.

I want to thank all of you who left comments and sent emails wishing me a speedy recovery. Your thoughts and words made a big difference and brought many a smile to my face in what has been a rather difficult time. But, I'm on the mend and plan to get just a little bit better every day until I can resume my full schedule of activities.

Both tammy and Jay have been great in assisting with my care, both emotionally and physically. Their love was never more evident. My sister Sherry is also here and will stay for a few weeks to help out. She's the closest of my siblings, and her love has never been in question. We've always been there for each other. One of my other sister's will be arriving today to visit and help for a few days as well. Karen and I aren't nearly as close, but it's great that she'll be here. My best friend Carol has already stopped by and has offered to spend some time with me if needed. She also offered her "babysitting" services for tammy.

In the meantime, it's going to be awhile before my sex is back to where I want it to be. I'm more concerned with Jay than tammy. tammy's used to rather lengthy periods of chastity, and with both Sherry and Carol available to babysit her, I'm sure she'll be fine. However, my concern for Jay and his Trophy Cock is an entirely different matter. It's been on my mind since I got home from the hospital and this morning, I think I may have found a solution.

It's called the "Back Door Baby Doll" and is available from a few online sex purveyors. Here's the product description:

This life-size Back Door Baby Doll has it all and is yours for the taking, just spread her legs and pound away...
She's an inflatable life-size love doll that is ready to please whenever you feel the need.

Enjoy both vaginal and anal openings, long, smooth silky hair, and voluptuous breasts with lifelike nipples.

An embedded vibrating bullet is included for maximum stimulation.

She's also pretty attractive don't you think?

Another site which sells the product offers this description:

Whenever you're ready for pleasure, take out and use this Back Door Baby Doll. This sex doll is ready for you with both vaginal and anal openings. To enhance the sensations, you can kick on the embedded vibrating bullet and/or use the included pair of wrist restraints. The doll is life-size with full hair and sensual breasts.

Jay might like the idea of wrist restraints, but I don't want to give him any ideas. Right now I'm leaning toward the "vanilla" model.

Any readers familiar with the product? Any advice?

Coming Home

2011-10-26T09:57:00.002-04:00

It's a day later than we expected, but we're finally bringing Suzanne back home today. The delay wasn't caused by any setback or anything, just some logistical issues at the hospital and with her doctor. She's looking forward to being home, where recovery takes place so much faster.

Our thanks to everyone whose had Suzanne in their thoughts and prayers. Each of us has appreciated it, especially Suzanne! Thanks again.

Jay's turn - An Important Update

2011-10-23T10:52:00.004-04:00

We've all been conspicuously absent from this space the last several days, and for good reason. Suzanne's last post was definitely not one that provided much information. She's someone who guards her privacy, something that's also very important to me.

On the other hand, there are times where her unwillingness to provide information (even to me and tammy) much of it totally innocuous, becomes a pain in the ass. For example, a few weeks ago I was waiting for her at my place. I knew what time she had left the office and figured she should have arrived by then. So I called her on her cell and could tell by the background noise she was still driving. Wanting to know how far she was from my place, I asked "Where are you?" Her answer: "I'm in the car." No shit Suzanne. I have countless other examples, where several questions are needed to pry information from her. She would not be easy to interrogate.

Which brings me to the recent turn of events and the reason for my posting today. Suzanne had surgery on Friday and remains in the hospital recovering. The surgery went well and she should be returning home on Tuesday. Last night was a restful one for her and she was in better spirits this morning. I took that opportunity to tell her that I was going to share this information with her readers. She agreed, and hopes to be contributing here soon.

The last post indicated her desire for me and tammy to "fill" in during her absence. We will, but thought it was more important to be with her over the last several days. It's been a difficult week for us, but one that helped me realize once again how much I do love her.

This morning, she asked "Does the TC miss me?" It was a sure sign that she was feeling a bit better. When I told her it certainly did miss her, she said "At least you have another option while I'm out of commission. Feel free to use it." I will. But our first priority is to get her feeling better.

A Short Break...from Me Anyway

2011-10-18T08:41:00.000-04:00

A busy week suddenly became busier. A couple of things came up that are going to keep me out of touch with the blog for several days. No need to be concerned (pretty presumptuous of me to think that you would be), just life getting in the way of blogging.

Hopefully, the TC and the cc can pick up the slack and contribute a little. There seems to be so many things inquiring minds want to know!

A Safe Haven for Sex Bloggers? NOT!

2011-10-17T10:04:00.000-04:00

Fortunately, I've never had to find my way to the SBPP (Sex Bloggers Protection Program) like my good blogger friends Molly and Mick. I'd heard about the program but payed little attention to it. I only made one brief inquiry about it when a fellow FemDom blogger and personal acquaintance tried to become a little too friendly with my most prized possession - tammy. She backed off and blogger peace returned to this neck of the woods.

Now, the SBPP was rumored to be pretty similar to the Justice Department's Witness Protection Program, with pretty stringent guidelines for admission and once fully vetted, the individual(s) isn't likely to be discovered any time soon by those who wish them harm. For the most part, they live the remainder of their lives in obscurity and anonymity, blending into the general population. Like the WPP, sex bloggers who enter the SBPP were said to receive a pretty generous package which included everything from living expenses to assistance in finding a new field of employment. The rate of recidivism in the WPP, that is returning to a life of crime quite low when compared to other ex-cons or sexaholics, i.e. less than 20%. The SBPP makes the same claim, although the data to back it up isn't as readily available.

Based upon what I knew about the SBPP and how it was modeled after the WPP, I thought it was likely that Molly and Mick were already becoming accustomed to their new careers. After a standardized skills assessment exercise, their handlers would move quickly to find them appropriate positions. Mick was probably toiling away somewhere as a towel boy in a Swedish sauna while Molly oversaw the operation, threatening to turn Mick into a eunuch if he did anything more but hand out the towels to certain clients. All right, maybe their jobs were just a tad more interesting.

However, over the last couple of days I've begun to change my opinion about the SBPP, no longer holding it in such high esteem. It's easy to give someone new identities, provide them with different modes of transportation, new digs and a change of careers. The difficult part is making them blend in with their new surroundings. There's a new blog on my blog list with some eerily familiar characters.

You tell me - doesn't it have all the earmarks of a pampered house slave and his Mistress?

tammy as the "center of attention"

2011-10-16T11:19:00.001-04:00

NFL Sundays are always a little different around here. The differences are subject to various things such as whether the Pats are home or away (and whether or not any of us are going to the game), playing early or late, their opponent, who's playing in the late afternoon and evening game, etc. It's not always as simple as getting up and going to the game, or watching the when they're on. It should be, but it isn't.

I'm headed to the game with Jay today. It's a big game against the Dallas Cowboys and the nationally televised late game (4:00 PM or so). We're going to do some tailgating, so sissy's was up earlier than usual getting a few things ready for us. she's made a couple of salads to go along with the marinated steak tips she got at the butcher shop yesterday. her "willingness" to get things ready for us allowed for a little more time under the covers this morning. No need for breakfast in bed, I was hungry for something else.

We're headed out in just a few minutes (traffic to get to the stadium sucks, and it's worse when you're leaving) so I'll keep my summary of last night's activities brief. Suffice to say that tammy was the "center" of our attention for a health portion of the evening's erotic activities. Her bottom took more than a few swats for various transgressions that we conveniently remembered. It was nice to see Jay take his turn with the crop on her butt. Another first for him.

No, not this type of "spit-roasting"

tammy found herself as the "center" once again, this time spit-roasted between me and Jay; Big Blackie nestled in her pussy ass while the Trophy Cock slid in and out of her pussy mouth. she took both like a good girl. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing her drain the TC as best as she could, missing only a few drops of Jay's love juice. Jay quickly scooped those up and had tammy lick them off his fingers.

I've got a list of things for her to do today while we're at the game. she's even has to post a little something on her blog. I'd say it's about time.

I'm Sure she'll "Put Out"

2011-10-15T14:43:00.003-04:00

I'm still toiling away here for a few more hours while sissy is busy at home doing what sissy's do for their Mistress' in preparation for their arrival. Jay's going to be arriving around the same time as I do later today so tammy may have to provide two personalized greetings within a very short time period.

It happens to be a bye week for Jay's alma mater. When you're 1-5 byes are a good thing. They're even better for me, since I won't have to battle the football funk he falls into after each heartbreaking or demoralizing loss. At this point of the season, he's just hoping to find that little ray of sunshine that will give everyone a glimmer of hope for next season.

It's been tough going around here since the Sox' disappearance began on or about September 1st. One could say they packed up like Molly & Mick over at UCTMW and went on the lam. Our Bruins would have to improve to be mediocre in the early goings of their season and the senior citizen Celtics are getting older and more tired without even playing any games. I gotta hand it to Jay though. While watching the Sox earlier this year he commented on how fat Lester and Beckett had become. "A little too chunky as far as I'm concerned" were his exact words. Of course, the starters' steady diet of suds and fried chicken during games helped add to their girth. That prompted an inquiry from yours truly for his honest evaluation about a specific body part of mine. As always, he had the perfect answer: "A 10" he quipped. He's easy to love.

http://bostondirtdogs.boston.com/2011/10/sons_of_colonel_sanders.html

The Pats are worth cheering for though. As much as a boor Hoodie is, we gotta love the effort his troops put out (usually). If they don't put out, they usually don't hang around long. Of course, such is the of the NFL. As they say, NFL stands for "Nor For Long" if you don't deliver.

We're expecting a late candlelight dinner tonight with full maid service. It's scheduled for later in the evening because when I get home, there are a few other things I want to do first. Unlike many of our local sports figures, I'm confident tammy will "put out" for us; I suspect she wants to hang around for awhile.

No Trophy Cock, No clitty cock....

2011-10-15T00:19:00.000-04:00

...yet plenty of satisfaction.

I'm so glad I packed my power tool. My shoulders and neck feel so much better.

Note to Sherry - It runs from a power source. Not like the cheap ones you use :)

Good night everyone.

Playing Solo (for a little while)

2011-10-14T12:20:00.002-04:00

I've found myself all alone since Tuesday. This sexual solitude will continue until tomorrow evening when, if all goes well, I'll be reunited once again with my Alpha and beta lovers; Jay and sissy. It's been a rather difficult week and now I'm faced with two more full days of work before I get the kind of relief I deserve.

It was another dreary morning. No sissy and no Jay, coupled with the absence of Under Contract to My Wife from this list of morning "must reads" isn't exactly my way to start the day. At least the black coffee was available, along with the cheerios, bananas, blueberries and skim milk. Nevertheless, I still feel the void. Have M&M really ridden off into the sunset?

My week alone hasn't called for drastic measures, but I did pack my favorite power tool in my overnight bag for my stay in the city tonight. After some mandatory socializing after tonight's symposium, I'll head to the hotel and wait for my phone call from Jay. I hope it's a steamy one, serving as an appetizer for the coming weekend.

sissy was somewhat neglected in a kinky sort of way last weekend. This weekend, she'll play a ore prominent role in our little games. her pretty little ass (and mouth) will be the one getting "violated" tomorrow night. Probably in a "big" way.

There's also a Pats game on the agenda. Mr. Jones and his Dallas Cowboys are in town and it should be a good take. It's pretty appropriate that I'll be riding my little cowgirl this weekend.

Gotta head to lunch. Wish I was being eaten instead.

A Strange Void

2011-10-13T11:54:00.000-04:00

"There's something happening here

What it is ain't exactly clear"

From: For What It's Worth

by Buffalo Springfield

Admittedly, we're in the midst of some strange times. Just take a look around. For starters, read this piece by Thomas Friedman in yesterday's New York Times. Pretty interesting, two different takes on an issue but not something that's going to cause me to stop everything I'm doing and change my life dramatically. Just another piece of news to read and move on to whatever's next.

Sometimes, when so many strange things just keep happening, we stop taking notice and the unusual slowly becomes more acceptable or worse yet, the norm. Then it takes something really strange to grab your attention and you find yourself saying "Wait a minute, what the %$#* is going on here."

My first attention-grabbing moment happened this weekend. However, I was so self-absorbed with all the sexual pleasure I was enjoying that its significance didn't dawn on me until late on Tuesday when I was left alone with my thoughts. You see, I took it up the ass this weekend. Yes, the Trophy Cock found its way between my soft and pillowy cheeks and planted its seed deep inside my backside. All without the element of a wager of any kind. And get this, not once, but twice. What's wrong with me? Why did I enjoy it so much? There was even a spanking over Jay's lap; in full view of sissy no less.

Then yesterday, I got the news that Under Contract to My Wife, a blog I've followed faithfully for the last year or so, was "going off the air." Now, in addition to a seismic change to my derriere's demeanor, I was faced with an event of equal magnitude in my personal little blog world.

By UCTMW's followers standards, I was a relative "newbie." The blog has one of the most loyal followings and has been around for several years. Although we never met, both Jay and I corresponded semi-regularly with Molly and Mick and considered them friends; real people with a lust for life with whom we felt a connection. I also grew to enjoy the online friendship of their Senior Correspondent Donna (a more thoughtful person one won't find). And the WC was always there to egg on the TC to do something perverse with my arse (I'm sure he's already wanking his willy about what happened to me this weekend).

And now, the blog is gone and I'm saddened by its absence. It never failed to bring a smile to my face or a chuckle of some sort as I read about Mick's daily efforts to show his devotion to Molly. Like my morning cup of strong black coffee, the blog was something I always enjoyed. And I know I wasn't alone.

My blogging world will never be the same. There's now a void that I won't even try to fill. We're going to miss you guys....a lot.

We wish you nothing but the best!

Love,

Suzanne, tammy and Jay

Staying in Control

2011-10-12T14:09:00.001-04:00

My sissy husband tammy's predicament this past weekend might seem like cruel and unusual punishment to some readers. As I enjoyed a broad range of sexual pleasures with Jay and his Trophy Cock, sissy's clitty cock was safe and secure in her chastity belt. The point of such an exercise is to reinforce a control that has already been established. Sure, there may be a few added psycho-sexual benefits to a Domme that come with allowing oneself all the pleasure you want, armed with the knowledge that your submissive's own release will come only when you want it. But for the most part it's a statement about who's in charge, and making sure it's not forgotten any time soon.

It's a good lesson to keep in mind since it applies to many walks of life and not just D/s. If you want a real life example particularly if you're a sports fan, check out this story in today's Boston Globe. Clearly, the inmates were running the asylum. I'm not suggesting that Messrs. Becket, Lester and Lackey should have been kept in chastity (although I suspect that there is a probability that at least one of them may have enjoyed it) by any means. However, their behaviors went unchecked for way too long. Once that control is lost, it's nearly impossible to get it back.

Of course, I'm not nearly as cruel as I'm sometimes made out to be. sissy got her own reward on Monday night for being so obedient and chaste all weekend. I let her cum twice. That's right, twice within a relatively short period. Free from her cb, I let her play with her clitty cock while kissing my aching bottom (more on that soon). That took all of about 30 seconds. Later, after tucking her into bed, a few simple strokes of the cc through her plastic panties and diaper led to another little mess.

Submission often has its own rewards. And they're typically more appreciated.