Showing posts with label The Contract. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Contract. Show all posts

Saturday, October 2, 2010

An Anniversary: One Year Under Contract

It’s been a year since Molly and Mick signed our contract.

In case you’ve never read it, here is a link.

http://undercontracttomywife.blogspot.com/2009/11/contract.html

And the back story – why the contract became a necessary step for us a year ago – is described here.

http://undercontracttomywife.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-contract-backstory.html

I mentioned the upcoming anniversary earlier this week and our Western Correspondent took some time away from his, long term, highly secret investigative reporting project – to share some good words with us:


Mick and Molly

Congratulations on one year of your contract, and your wonderful blog. Its always great to find out what you two lunatics are up to, although from time time to time I already know! You two have the more sex than any married couple in America. Wow!

And that’s coming from one who has a lot of sex with Mrs. WC. You guys are my heroes! And the lusty Molly is always ready for more. Very hot! For all of Mick’s loyal readers, I can vouch for the veracity of the blog. Those two lunatics really do have that much sex, in fact I think it is actually underreported.

I know I am the under productive and over paid western correspondent, but at least I occasionally provide raw material.

Keep up the great work and I will try to be a more productive WC, although I doubt my efforts will be successful. The WC is too busy keeping Molly entertained. It is a full time job for two men!

Your lazy WC



But I didn’t want to waste your time and mine today rehashing the whys. That’s old news, and a little angsty for both of us.

Instead I thought I would spend a few inches describing the unforeseen benefits of the Contract, which may be obvious to the handful of you who have followed our rather raucous adventures over these months.

When We decided that Slave needed to make his submission something more than an occasional “play date”, but a permanent state of mind, I collected language from some Slave contracts found on line, and threw in a few choices lines to be provocative.

But as I assembled all those promises – and all the rights that Mistress was entitled to exercise – I realized that the whole concept sent a direct, activating current to my cock.

Hmmm.

“What if Mistress ever did these things?”, I began to think to myself.

And the cock twitched some more. He was my silent editor, egging me on. Those little twitches were the "tell" that said: "you need this as much as Molly does, you stupid Slave!"

Turns out my mute but cunning editor was right.



We had stumbled on to something that I had not realized would be such a turn on for an aging, cocky, jaded guy who had taken things as they came, and to many things for granted, for all those years.

And when Mistress realized she had rights to explore all her newly acquired privileges of ownership, she seemed to acquire an even sexier gait. She was leaking pheromones. Turning even more heads than before.

So when her old college fuck-buddy E got in touch, it led to their brief but steamy cyber affair, that turned on a different side of Mistress. She had a wanton sub side to complement her hot, Mistressy authority. A side that lit up at the thought of a hard spanking or being taken from behind, spread across E’s desk.

The twists and turns of that relationship, and the sparks it generated between us, led me to my daily “homework assignments”, which I decided to share in this Blog, begun about 6 weeks after our contract was executed.

And when E turned out to have feet of clay, I wrote Molly’s “Part Time Dom” want ad, initially posted on Craigslist, and the crazy and (a few) compelling responses she received. (You can find it at her “MollyCollins” Fetlife page, or here: http://undercontracttomywife.blogspot.com/2009/11/casting-call-my-mistress-needs-to.html)

And all the while, Molly and Mick were having crazy, unprecedented sex that surpassed even what we got ourselves into all those years ago, when we first came together in our reckless collision of flesh and need.

Through her “want ad”, Mistress found her “starter Dom”, which led to some hot rendezvouses between them, and us, when she shared her “after action” reports.

And our Western Correspondent, M, found us through the Blog. He shared his own crazy stories with us. But on a long car ride, Mistress and M finally spoke, and soon they were generating their own sparks, which I continue to chronicle.

And of course, the Contract also led to us acquiring all of you new, imaginative friends – our little coterie of fellow bloggers – who probably know more about those seemingly boring Collins’ than our “regular” friends back here in River City ever will. (At least let’s hope it stays that way!)

Of course, we have our own workaday challenges - parenting surly teens, dealing with a rotten real estate market, shiftless tenants, crazy clients. But the Contract has given us plenty of new reasons to soldier on, and look forward to the end of each workday.

And – most importantly - it’s helped Mick and Molly find a path out of a sad and challenging phase of our lives together.

I am very grateful to my Mistress for giving me the chance to prove that I could be a worthy and devoted Slave to her.

Truly.