Is Mistress Due For A Spanking?

There was a major snow storm here over the weekend. Mistress and slave hunkered down Saturday to avoid the clouds and the blustery weather – substituting “two a day” sex and a romantic dinner out for a day on crowded, windy slopes.  But yesterday the sun was out, there were 22 inches of fresh powder (Our new POTUS would have called it 5 ft., but who’s counting?); and we were back up the mountain enjoying a winter wonderland.

On the cuckolding front,  Mistress has traded a few texts with Dirk (the novelist) over the last few days. And she and slave are mulling over some of your helpful suggestions on how to best fertilize this potential cuckolding relationship. It turns out we may see him again on the slopes today….. one step at a time. 

In the meantime, our Western Correspondent contributed a little speculation of his own on how Mistress might get a little extracurricular action:

 Well I left a comment for Mick and Molly yesterday and thought I could have some fun with it

And Diane you might like it too!

You see the Scarlet Ranch is actually a very upscale club

They have a very nice property on 5 acres

Nice big back yard with 10 cabanas and many tables

So last night I was "thinking" about what might happen if Mick and Molly went there

Of course Molly being the little show off would strip naked and have Mick go get her a drink as she sat down to talk to everybody

Of course she would be the only one naked....

She would rock forward in her chair and press her little clit on the seat

And rock back and forth...

As Mick was returning with her drink three kind of bikers walked in

Kind of because you could tell they were really doctors or  lawyer or something

Clothes were too clean

But they dressed the part

Blue jeans and black leather chaps

Big thick leather belts 

Tee shirts and black leather vests

Bandanas 

Molly saw Mick talking to the big one, the best looking one

She thought she saw some money change hands

Then he walked right over to Molly and took her by the hand and stood her up bare naked!

Young lady your husband tells me you are a little trollop who needs a good old fashioned bare bottom spanking 

I do not Molly protested!

But your are a trollop?

No answer......

He ignored her and pulled her over to the nearest cabana and pulled her over his lap

Hard legs under the jeans and chaps

He still had black leather gloves on and pulled her cheeks wide open

Exposing her pretty little bottom hole and labia

He reached down with his left hand and pried her labia open with two fingers

He then roughly pushed a leather clad finger right up her vagina

He pulled it out and smelled it

Then he turned to the crowd and said  

She is soaking wet!

Now Molly      and Diane if you are reading

I will continue if you want me to

BUT

I will need a comment telling me why:)

Looking forward to sensing Molly's reaction to this, WC.  It's been a while since I gave her a good "switch day" cropping.  Maybe she is due!

The WC's Story Continues

Mistress and Slave have been working hard this week, trying to log hours at work before we escape once again tomorrow morning to out Mountain Hideaway. We’ll be meeting Cute Co-Ed II at the airport late Friday evening, then heading up into the Mountains for some spring skiing.  With her around we will have to keep the sexcapades low key, at least for the first week of our “fortnight” away.  But the sun, snow and views are always an inspiration, even if we have to keep it confined to our room and come out for air to keep her amused.

In the meantime, our Western Correspondence shows that at least his imagination is on the mend, as he continues his kinky fantasy about Molly at his neighborhood sex club:

Well there would be some smokin’ hot Dommes at the party

One would come up and grab the back of your hair and pull you head back and kiss you deeply 

“Can I sit on this pretty little things face?”

“Sure .... which hole???”

“Both”

“Fine with me” 

Molly you would be soaking wet as that Domme forced you to service her

I would have her turn around facing your feet and pull your legs wide open

Holding you open with her elbows

I would take out my cock and force it deep up your cunt

It would hurt and stretch  you wide open

But I would ignore your pleas to go easy and force my cock deep inside you

Taking my pleasure

Caring little about your own

“Should I fuck her ass?”, I would ask the Domme

“Absolutely, here is some lube”

“I want to feel her moan on my clit”

You would struggle and try to get away but we were too strong for you

My finger would push deep up yoursass and I would slather my cock with lube

I would gently but firmly push my cock up your ass and you moaned and wiggled against her clit

She would reach back and grab your hair pulling your face against her, cumming all over your face

As I took your bottom

To be continued

Thanks for the contribution, Miguel. I hope you don’t mind me adding a few quotation marks. Sometimes I just can't help myself!

He's BAAAACK!

Slave got a rather cruel cropping last night from Mistress, resulting from an unfortunate turn of phrase I used over dinner that she found to be impertinent. And in retrospect, I it was certainly a poor choice of words on my part.  My ass still tingles a bit this morning. I do find it encouraging that she took firm and deliberate (if painful) action to deal with my transgression rather than sulk about it!

But I have to wonder… why would Mistress give her Slave a cropping on a Saturday night, unless she was hankering for some serious “pay-back” on Switch Day? It really makes sense in a Freudian sort of way doesn’t it?  I’ll try to make sure not to disappoint her this morning!

But today’s post isn’t about me whining about a tender bottom, it marks the return to this page after a long and convoluted convalescence of our Western Correspondent. He purportedly was at “Muerte’s” door any number of times over the last few months according to the scrawled notes in Spanglish of some “Doctor” who signed off as “Fredo”, that occasionally arrived by fax everytime we threatened to cancel his Amex card these last few months. Quite frankly, we were afraid Miguel would never wank again, let alone generate any more column inches for this fading media empire.

But just when we had given all hope, and were prepared to shut off the utilities at our Mountain Zone satellite office once and for all, Mistress received the following under her electronic transom, indicating that, at least, our WC has gotten back some of his “faculties”:

Had a hot fantasy about you this morning

And had a great orgasm!

Thought about you coming to Denver and I took you to the ranch on 50 shades night

For the drive there you would be naked with your hands cuffed behind your back but with a long coat on till we go inside

Then we would check your coat with the coat check girl and I would put a collar and leash on you

I would lead you up to the bar with everyone watching you

We would stand next to a very tough looking but handsome biker guy

He would say “may I ?”

“Sure...”

He would grab your breasts and squeeze them 

Also pinch you nipple hard as you gasped and your cunt flooded with moisture 

He would take a big thick finger and shove it up your cunt

And then make you lick it clean

“She is a horny bitch isn't she….”

Clearly........”

“Can I put her over my knee ?”

“Sure ….”

I would love watching as he blistered your bare bottom

As you screamed and fussed

He would pull your ass cheeks wide open and look at you jamming his finger up your cunt

And once lubricated up your ass

“Can I fuck her?”

“Not till I do....”

He would give you one final swat and the grab your hair and pull you off him

“Well then I am done with her….” 

I would sit on the couch and order you down to your knees and take out my cock and balls

“Worship it Slave!!!”

You would slobber all over my cock as I pushed it down your throat

Fucking hot Molly........

Many people would be watching as all this happened

“Enough “….I said as I zipped up

“I want to cum in your cunt or ass later”

I would lead you by the leash around the party letting men and women fondle your breast, cunt and asshole

Some of the women would take particular delight in rubbing your clit, pinching your nipples and pushing their fingers up both you holes

Grabbing your hair and making you say how much you liked it

Now this is where the story ends on the email that Mistress forwarded to me…. Maybe there is a 2^nd chapter coming? Or maybe Mike got a little “distracted” at this point in the narrative.

But at least we now know he’s “cuming around…” so to speak.

Slave Gets Tossed Into the Cage

Mistress announced that tonight would be her evening with J this week.... she plans a long bike ride along with some other "action".  From this photo taken in Sunday, you can see why J enjoys taking Mistress out on the bike trails near his "Love Shack", if only  as a little foreplay.  She does look rather buff doesn't she, and when you peal down those riding shorts.... she's quite intoxicating as the salty vapors from her workout mingle with her musky juices.

Dang.

I am going to miss her tonight.

But Slave got some instructions of his own.

"Our readers are right, Slave.... you've been getting off too easy lately.... I want you in that cage tomorrow."

Sp I'm up, my cock and balls already smushed through the hard steel ring. Mistress will get the benefit of this performance prolonging device this morning before I slide the "lid" on and let her close the lock.

It could be a long, cruel  day of denial here in River City. (I know, you're feeling my pain, aren't you Harry?)

Yesterday we got a report from our diligent Western Correspondent who has literally been putting his special occasion cock on the line in order to bring you devoted UCTMW readers the scoop on the deviant stylings at Scarlett Ranch, in the foothills of the Rockies.  Here is the conclusion of his latest tale:

Well B and I had a wonderful night

The long suffering B as Mick said.... enjoyed herself 

She was very flattered by  all the  attention she got

And so was I

Mr Doctor wants her bad

But I'm taking this thing at B's pace

Funny thing I told Ms Doctor that B liked her husband

And she says "enough to fuck him?"

Even the WC was a little taken aback at the blunt question........

Oh well

Funny thing is B is pushing me to get with other ladies

Reverse cuckolding??????

Seriously she kept saying who do you think is hot?

Well go talk to her 

SO

I did... crazy    ....  but I got some very good responses 

Could have done them but I'm still a little.......  are you sure this is OK???????????

Just feeling our way

Anyway that club throws the best parties in town for  for sure

Crazy crazy shit going  on

AND

I know I'm going to get shit from Suzanne and Mick for teasing them along

No meat Sue...........

But I bet the school uniform on Sophie has old Mick going

Actually when B and I went to those spanking parties in LA  a lot of the ladies dressed in school uniforms and then got their bare bottoms paddled

Look out Sophie!!!!!!

BTW Mick if Jay has a hot road bike there is no way you could keep up anyway

Those fuckers are twice as easy to ride as a junk bike....  and twice as fast

That's how my brother in law almost got killed recently

Didn't know how fast he was going down a hill he had been down 100"s of times before

Broke his new carbon fibber bike in half!

Anyway 

Take care U 2 nuts

The 

WC

Well WC, I have a feeling a few of our readers will be let down that our reporter did not plunge a little deeper into the opportunities for reporting Saturday night. But I know you like to retain your objectivity.  Could it be that B is encouraging you because she figures that's the only way you will let her get her crazy on with the Doctor?

We may have to open up the subject for comment here to get to the bottom of it.

And you're right, no way my "hybrid" bike is gonna keep pace with J's "road bike". Like me, it's built for comfort, not for speed. There's a metaphor somewhere there, I think. But then we try to keep it simple here at UCTMW. 

We'll save the self-reflection for Sin and Aisha.