So, I’m in Vegas at a work event, and once I landed at JFK, I made for the bathroom where I self locked and sent Madame a picture. She didn’t ask for this, or order it, but was pleased I did so. Since then, I’ve been locked at the Hoover Dam, on a naked swim in Lake Mead and a longer than expected hike through more of Lake Mead Recreation Area. Too too long a hike. The lock on the Steelheart wore a nice mark on the tube as it swung back and forth the whole trip. As I was in my kilt, I ripped it off once I was clear of the road view. Then hiked back until I thought I could see the road again. Except for the backpack, the shoes, and the steelheart, I estimate it was 5 miles naked, another 2 with clothes on.

It’s been a busy conference so far, though there are some occasional times when the content is not suited to me, like now, when I can catch a break and step away.

So, I’ve stepped away.

Overall, Las Vegas is… artificial. Completely. Nothing here is natural. If you’re not a gambler, I’m unsure of the entertainment value without spending more money. The fountain was nice, but I’m just not really entertained in this concrete city. Off the strip is filthy. Poverty is everywhere off the strip. Vegas is a great symbol of massive excess. The street preachers may have a point. ;) Also, in Vegas, a block is not a block. It’s a half mile. And those blocks add up. It’s madness how far everything is. My feet are very tired.

There are some good things. Museums and shops and all. I ALMOST stopped into a hat shop last night, but decided against it. I need Madame’s opinion to buy a hat for myself. There are surrounding sites that are excellent. And yet, most of those sites are simply the source of all the excess – the Dam and the lake behind it. Massive demonstrations of man v. nature and even the audacity of man and what we think we can do. (Cadillac Desert anyone?)

Okay, I’m getting on a tangent. Sorry.

I miss my lover and Mistress, though it’s comforting to have her steel grasp clutching her cock and balls. That’s always nice. Except at 2 am. Owwww…


Here’s a picture of Lake Mead with a naked man in it to end the post.

Lake mead naked

The dog went for a swim in a big lake within a dessert.

Travel time

I like watching the TSA guy look at the screen and shake his head. I’m amused to no end. Was it the steelheart? Other things in the bag? Who knows. A pretty benign pack this time. But something made them shake their head. At least I didn’t try and hide a thing. I thought for sure they’d ask to see my razor, as it’s a double edge safety and my reading online tells me to expect a search 50% of the time, as they look for the blades, which I don’t have.

Am traveling. And yes, I packed the Steelheart and am going to get locked up in a couple minutes, once I’ve finished with my pre-flight lubrication. By which I mean beer. Madame didn’t request my lockup, but it seems like a good thing to do. I’ll be away from her, in sin city, and will have some measure of time on my hands – which I’m filling with some extracurricular activities.

Tomorrow, we hope for pics of this dog around Lake Mead. Am going to try and make naked April happen with a dip in the water. I’ve heard that rangers are not favorable to this behavior, but all one has to do is go where most people do not go. I believe that leaves many square miles of space. So, Hoover Dam? Valley of Fire? Lake Mead? I’m coming for you! Don’t give up on that 80 degree prediction tomorrow, I’m very happy to take advantage of that. I even bought some TSA approved sunscreen! And a hat that Madame won’t mind if I lose on the journey. I did NOT, however, spring the extra $ for the convertible rental car. That was just too much. And when I looked, all the convertibles had been rented, so I’d have had to rent from ANOTHER location. Not willing.


So, let’s see if I can find a power outlet in JFK for my layover. I hear Casey Neistat is traveling today, maybe I can run into him in JFK.

Is that a naked man over there?

Is that a naked man over there?

While I am away…..

My dearest pup,

By the time this entry gets posted, I will be gone. I will be far away, where the weather is warm, the sun is abundant, and the drinks are cold. I will miss you. I am happy to be spending this time with my young adult son (and another mom and her son), but I will miss you.

One thing I do remember from the only time I went on a cruise was that the service was spectacular. I have no doubt that my mind will be filled with thoughts of you as I am surrounded by so much service. But the service I get from you is the service I love the most, and I am expecting that to continue while I am away.

I am outlining here, in this post, exactly what I am expecting of you while I am gone. You and the work you do while I am gone will be inspected, graded, judged and evaluated. You will be treated accordingly to those findings. I expect you to excel in all that you do. You are a good boy, exemplary at the service you provide me. I do not expect this to change in my absence.

While I am gone, that beautiful cock of mine will be locked in its cage. It will remain locked until next Thursday. It will not be unlocked before then, unless a medical emergency demands it (but lets avoid any of those, shall we??).

You will wear your collar each and every night of sleep. You sleep better with it anyway, pet.

You will do chores and provide things while I am gone. In no particular order, you will complete the following:

I expect to come home to a clean set of sheets on the bed, including all pillow cases.

You will have gotten yourself a haircut. You know my requirements… needs to be long enough in the back that I can grab a handful of it if I want to. But get a good haircut. A littler shorter is ok this time as it will compliment your emerging winter beard.

You will remain well groomed. I want your facial hair to get extra attention as the ‘growing in’ phase can be a bit scruffy looking. Take extra care, and it will look better. I will be inspecting you.

Keep my11409837736_f29144b949_z cock and balls cleanly shaven. I like the sound that is generated when my bare hand slaps those parts.

You will wear a butt plug while you are getting your hair cut. You chose the size, but you will wear one.

You will wear a butt plug while you are spending a short amount of time in the basement. Only a few weeks ago, I spent a good deal of time down there, making the laundry area nice, sweeping, making it better. That work has been undone due to the removal of the tank. I want it fixed. I want the floor swept. You will wear a bandanna on your face when you do this. I want it decluttered. It should not take you long, and perhaps the wearing of your plug will motivate you.

Please find an appliance repair person to fix the dryer. Do your best, pup.

I have tasked you with backing up my computer, cleaning it up a bit, getting stuff on the hard drive. Thank you for this, pup. I know you are good at such things.

Finally, you will be gone on a play date when I return from my trip. I normally would not allow this on the day of my return, but the person you are going to see for a night is very much a part of our intimate circle, and in particular, your intimate, select circle. I would like to think that all of the things I am requiring will serve Her as well. Be a good boy for that visit; take your beatings well, provide superior service and make me proud. You are generally very good at this.

But before that Thursday trip, make sure there are the basic staples in place for my return home. Things for coffee, some fruit, cheese, hummus, the basic things I like to have on hand. Chilled white wine. You know better than anyone what I like. Make sure it is in place, pup.

I do not believe I have over tasked you, pet. I want you to have down time too. I hope you enjoy some time to yourself. I will miss you very much, but I will be most happy to return to you.

And when I do return, I begin the process of meeting the few from my ISO list, and we shall see how that goes. You know what this will mean for you, yes, my lovely??

Begin your ass training, pet, as you shall need it.

I love you more than words can say. Until soon, pup….