[Mr Pickle] one step forwards, two steps back

[Mr Pickle]

Although you've got that massive 'Nano' version haven't you? Not the neat and sleek Nub?

Hoping this is NOT a recommendation. I have enough to wear and report about as it is.

[Mr Pickle]

Today I was on a roof. Quite posibly the most expensive roof this side of cardif. A block of £Million cliff top appartments that include holiday digs for a few celebs.
I met one. I can't say who (confidentiality), but I can say he made me a cuppa.

This place has a view and I mean a view.

I spent the day unlocked and recovering.. Unlocked "Boys are back in town boys are back in town" oh yeah.

Not for long. My luck paid off and I was locked in the Cobra.

Ok ok I don't like the Cobra but this time it is different and I am happy to wear it. Good job really because it will be my travel companion on this holiday and constant reminder of who in this world has control.

It might also be on for the Xmas hoidays too? I have no idea. The the Cobra has its own set of rules.

After being locked in the Cobra C said "Yes. That is nice". Then she made use of me before getting ready to go out to her works Xmas party.

With C gone and it being time for dinner I decided to take our daughter out for a meal. It was very special. I'm so proud of her.

Now im waiting for a call to go pick C up and I expect I will be waiting quite some time.

I had to include that £Million view

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[Mr Pickle]

Log

Woke this morning with two messages on my phone from our son. One was sent at 4:20am "Have you set off yet?"
Later followed by "Oh crap I got the wrong day".

He had decided to stay up rather than risk sleeping through his alarm so didnt get his head down until 5am.

He is going to be one very tired young many at 5am tomorrow when I do actually pick him up.

C made use of me this morning but was a little agitated and distracted so it took longer than usual and I was told off an awful lot.

I think, despite all the planning. Knowing I won't be here this week is getting to C.
It's getting to me too. I am excited and sad at the same time.

I was let out for a treat. Putting me in the ridiculous cock in my face yoga position cheered her up a bit.
Then it was locked back into Cobra land.

"Roll up roll up for Cobra land where the darkness and sheer absence of sensation can turn your mind to jelly. Meet the incredible Cobra lady who if you aint careful will lock you up".

"How about you guvnah. Would you dare face Misstres Cobra"?

He doffs his hat and gives me a pitiful look.

"Ah... I see she got you already."

In the Cobra I notice a few things.

I don't get teased while I'm in this. C treats it differently. She does like the look of it so comments on that, but not the other stuff that makes me feel owned and secure that causes me to swell a little.
It makes the void bit a little more voidish.

As far as C is concerned it is in the Cobra now so she doesn't have to think or worry about it. She knows it will be fine.
It is like my cock is on holiday.

To quash my unlogical fear of the cobra, which I realise are all in my head, I am treating being locked in it as an early xmas gift or treat. I have an imaginary space associated with my cages and this one has always been dark, so I am redecorating. It is now a calming forest green, with pictures of course.

I did run the idea of NOT being caged for this trip. "I won't be accidentally falling into any brothels or pussy's whilst drunk you know. You can trust me".

Apparently pointing out brothels and pussys didnt actually help my argument?

C went off to work and I checked our flights, bags, passports etc.
Then decided rather than pick our son up on the way, to make a round trip longer than the actual airport run to go get him and bring him and his belongings home. That way he can get some sleep and I can wake him in the morning.

He is now home, fed and fast asleep in his room.

[Mr Pickle]

Log.

Locked and a thousand miles away from the key. Fabulous weather, Views and walks in Alicante.
Had a good night in the Irish pub.

Now we are in Benidorm at the foot of another mountain which we will walk up tomorrow.

No swelling in this Cobra nor is there any reason to be.

Off to find food now then another decent bar with a pool table or a darts board.

I'm terrible at both and my son is worse but that doesn't matter. We are having fun.

[Tongue+groove]

We are having fun.

The father son relationship that my son and I had has really transitioned to a great friendship. I love the adult relationship with him. Enjoy your adventure.

[ARK]

Great that you are having a good time with your son. Need to see pictures of the views.

Advice: the more you drink, you still suck at pool and or darts.

The more shots you take at pool, the cost/shot goes down. Big way to stretch the pound.

[Mr Pickle]

Log

Homeward bound and I can't wait to hold C in my arms again.

Video calling has kept us in touch, but that doesn't make up for actual lack of touch, does it now.

C has been giving me random visual cage checks so I have had to visit the toilet to get my bits on display occasionally.

Last night as a reward for my compliance C let me have a little boob massage and then a vibe and nearly came show. Wow that made me so hard down there.
This morning C was listing off the ways in which she will be making use of me later.
Im dripping like a bloody tap.

We are mid flight as I type this, currently going over the Pyrenees mountains which are covered in snow despite it being 21 degrees when we took off.

Despite my feet and legs aching after the 120 thousand steps since we arrived,
Last night Son and I went back up the first mountain we had climbed to watch the sky blaze bright orange as the sun set. Nothing said, just taking it all in. Silent thoughts including Cages, Cobras and fairies. And a silent "Thank you for the Cobra. It has worked so well".

So. A sun set viewed from a thousand feet above everything. Need I say more?
That was a very special moment.

Our son has loved this trip. I have looked after him and for that I get extra treats from C it seems. (I instantly went rock hard just writing that?).

What I have learned is : Even grown up uni kids don't know how to wake up, wash up, cook or pay for things or at lease they are very reluctant to pay.

So when he ordered me a cup of tea and a ham and cheese panini on the plane to say "Thanks Dad" it meant the world to me.
Emotional. Missing C. I want to be home. I want her in my arms.

[Mr Pickle]

Couldn't resist adding this one.

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[Tongue+groove]

So does C get a souvenir shirt?

[ARK]

Thanks for the pictures. Sounds like you had great time in Spain.