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Wednesday, February 15, 2023

Mistress Risks the Consequences

 Here in our little mountain town we've enjoyed a couple of days of heavy snow, a nice gift to our snowboarding daughter. But that did not interfere with our private V-Day celebration before heading for the slopes. As anticipated, Mistress (slut?) defied the Boss's "no worship" directive and her Cuckold was rewarded for his service with his own "happy ending".  While there may be "consequences" for such defiance, I sure can't complain.   

The Boss's response to the news of his Slut's defiance came in a comment to yesterday's post:


Molly:
Your risking another punishment for WHINING
For crying out loud 
You’ve had your worship every morning for 30 years!
Suck it up buttercup:)
Lippyness and Uppityness are bad enough 
But Whining? 
Besides 
It’s making me hot to think of my hot little friend skiing with a tingling pussy:)
And what better day than Valentine’s Day for the Boss to assert his authority?
Now Molly make the following entry in your Sluts Infractions book
1) Whining 
2) Sentenced: 10 strokes and 4 hours in the double donged harness
It is so ordered

The Boss

Hmmm....these penalties are mounting.

Truth be told, the thought of Mistress being dominated by a  demanding "Bull" is a hot button for both of us, as our readers would learn by delving back into the UCTMW archives.  (Google informs that there are more than 2000 posts).  The Boss's evolution from blog fan-boy to Western Correspondent to his current "supervisory" role can be traced by simply searching for WC references. If "content is king" in the current media landscape, then we have plenty to purvey.  Here's a sample from about 5 years ago:


I can tell you it was a lot easier to keep the blog running when there were suckers willing to contribute content for little more than an occasional pat on the back -- or in the Boss's case, the privilege of  coaxing  cums from Mistress  in private phone sessions.  Of course, in those days Mistress and the Cuckold were back in the heartland and the Boss was here in the Mountain West. And all of us were fully employed.  So it was a very long distance relationship, if you can even call it that. Now we have more time on our hands and live (comparatively) closer at hand.  Is it now  more likely that the Boss and his "Slut" will graduate from phone  sex to something more "hands on"?  Only time will tell.  But the photos the Boss has been sharing since our lunch together last week suggest he has aspirations for something more:


As for the Cuckold, Mistress knows I encourage whatever mischief Mistress might wade into with the Boss or anyone else she might fancy.  The following illustration sums it up: