Kicking Off Boot Week.... But First a Word From HR

MEMORANDUM

TO: ALL UCTMW ENTERPRISES, LLC ENTERPRISES STAFF—WORLDWIDE

FROM: MICK COLLINS, DIRECTOR OF PERSONNEL AND RISK MANAGEMENT

SUBJECT: MEDICAL LEAVE AND DRUG FREE WORK PLACE POLICIES

In light of the events of the last week, it seemed time to remind all of our staff of policies in place to prevent workplace injuries and assure that medical leave serves it’s proper purpose here at UCTMW.

First, our generous medical leave and group health insurance benefits and policies are in place to assure that our associates are able to perform their jobs within the expected high standards of performance, without compromising their long term health or jeopardizing the health or safety of their fellow associates. Each UCTMW employee is lucky to have 5 fill sick days per year.

If you are unable to perform your job due to personal health concerns, please take advantage of your right to take a sick day, and be sure to visit your health care provider. The failure to immediately seek medical care may only lengthen your inability to perform your job, and exhaust sick days that might be necessary before the end of the year.

If illness or injury should arise from performing your job, and you have timely reported the incident to management with CREDIBLE evidence, UCTMW will also cover the cost of any co-payment or deductible with the proper receipts.

Of course, if you take a sick day, we expect you to call in before your shift begins, so we can make arrangements for a temporary replacement. If you are out for more than 2 consecutive days, we reserve the right to ask for a sworn statement from a licensed medical provider, attesting to your incapacity. Please provide a copy of your provider’s currently effective medical license to demonstrate his credentials, along with a medical release, signed by you so that we can question your provider and obtain copies of your medical chart in case we have further unresolved questions about your condition.

Because UCTMW takes care to make sure that it has no more than 50 employees based at any of its offices within 100 miles of another office, we do not follow the Family and Medical Leave Act. So if you burn up your sick days before returning to work, we have no obligation to return you to work in your former position. But have no fear, we will box up your personal belongings and return them to you, other than perishable items such as lubricants and condiments or edible panties.

Please remember that after taking 2 or more of your sick days, you must provide us 24 hours advance notice of your plans to return to work, as well as a statement from your health care provider releasing you to work with no limitations. We will expect you to hit the ground running after  an extended period of recovery, rest and relaxation. If your medical release is unconvincing, we reserve the right to send you to a physician we select, at your cost, for a return to work physical.

And under some circumstances, our CEO may elect to take matters into her own hands, and conduct a personal physical inspection of your “equipment”.

Finally, a reminder of our “Drug Free Workplace Policies”. A full copy of the policy is is in your manual at tab 321. Just a friendly reminder that the policy not only applies to recreational drugs and alcohol consumed during work hours, or impairing your ability at work. It also applies to prescription medication.

If you are using prescription drugs that may impact your ability to perform your job, please report the nature of your medication to your supervisor immediately. And remember that when using such medication you should not:

• Operate heavy machinery.
• Operate or direct the operation of power tools, no matter the purpose.
• Combine such medication with other mind altering substances unless your shift is done.
• Ride your bicycle to or from work.
• Text message or use your cell phone while riding your bicycle.

Are we clear on all that?

Your compassionate Director of Personnel and Risk Management,

Mick Collins.

Having gotten that out of my system, I can report we are back in River City. Here’s to kicking off Boots Week with a shot of Mistress in teh Chicago Subway over the weekend. And one of Donna’s hubby / master Bill. This shot covers his MIA activities during ass week, and shows off some very stylish combat boots. A Twofer, that I can only describe as gnarly.

We look forward to your comments and contributions.

Have a Presidential Day!

Sex With Strangers

Figured that headline would grab you. Actually, that’s the name of a play Molly and Mick saw last night here in the Windy City.  The review is here.

What drew our attention was the plot line: young studly sex blogger,  hits it big  with a book based on his blog about sexual encounters with women he meets at bars. He hooks up with  somewhat older female novelist in a charming Michigan Inn, and  introduces her to the world of sex blogging, in between their own sexual encounters.

It may not be Pinter or Mamet, but the play is well acted, funny and entertaining. And of course we could relate to the themes: the high of getting comments from the blogosphere, whether its safe or taboo to write about a partner who is also reading your blog, and the alternative universe that develops when you create an alternative identity to share chunks of your life with strangers out there on the internet.

Afterwards, we lingered for some discussion led by one of the theatre’s creative types and the male actor. There were some  intriguing questions and answers about the characters and the imagery used by the author. Towards the end of the discussion,  Slave was tempted to make known that these strangers among them has a sex blog of their own, and could validate some of the experiences of the play’s characters.   But Mistress gave me a sharp elbow, to stifle my revelations, and I kept in “my place”, as a good Slave should.

Before heading to the theater, we did have a nice final day here in the Windy City. There were some sultry and satisfying sexual activities here in our comfy king bed, both in the morning, before my final session of my meetings here, and then later in the afternoon, after we lunched with Surly teen #2 and walked back down a crowded, sun lit Michigan Ave.

But there will be a sad lost opportunity.

We have to get going early this morning – I have a sister visiting in River City and a big family dinner extravaganza is planned at our house. So we will miss a full blown Switch Day here.

And our room has a great unexpected prop for it: a large pillar, perfect for binding a lovely naked Molly.  I had her pose against it yesterday for you to see.

Imagine her: legs spread wide, arms overhead (just need a hook for the ceiling). A bit of cropping, then the punitive application of the power tool until she is wheedling and whining and begging for my cock.

But alas, no sufficient binding materials. And not enough time before the kids need to be collected and we hit the long road back to River City.

Maybe next trip. When I ask for a reservation I need to remember to request a pillar room.  I wonder how often that happens?

Mistress did have a brief chance to talk to our Western Correspondent yesterday morning. It seems he decided to take his recovery on the road, disconnecting his IV’s. Presumably the MD substituted sufficient meds. Of course we remain worried and think he is a bit insane. But we hope he knows what he is doing and will continue to recover.

Apparently M is the medical equivalent of a “home school-er”. 

Don’t get me started on them.

Donna, our Southern Correspondent, made these worthwhile observations in an email to Molly after we shared that news with her:

“An ill Dom, especially a recently hospitalized Dom, is not an easy being to deal with. They are like caged lions, and that analogy isn't so far off.

I would bet that in addition to leaving the hospital early, WC will also want to stop taking his medications before he should. Let me tell you, when Bill is ill, I am the one who could use some decent drugs. LOL Not that all men aren't overly dramatic about illness, but male Doms? Geez!”

It sounds as if Donna speaks from well learned experience. Maybe we need to get Ms. Marie to take over our WC’s recovery…. M does seem to have a soft (or is it hard) spot for her.

I doubt she would have allowed any disconnection of IV’s!

Donna is also anticipating boot week, which will start tomorrow.

“Can't wait to see the boots! Bill walking around naked in his boots so I could take a few pics just didn't do it for me! Although his attempts at provocative poses did send me into hysterics. Lol”

We are looking forward to some of those shots, Donna!

All Work. Little Play.

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Dispatch from the City on the Lake

The UCTMW mobile unit headed north yesterday, surly teens on board, for a little mid-winter get-away to what soon will be Rahm-Town.  Slave has some business meetings today and tomorrow. And the Women folk will be visiting a college campus and enjoying the amenities of this grand town.

The good part is that the teens are staying at a relative’s apartment, leaving Molly and Mick to this nice hotel room, the muted sound of the L ten floors below providing the background music.  So if our entries are a little on the pithy side this weekend, it’s because Mistress seems so lonely in that big comfy king sized bed just behind me.

I know all are expecting an update on the sad plight of our Western Correspondent, who remains in hospital, though he claims he is going to bust loose today.

In the morning, I sent a text to him expressing the good wishes of Suzanne and the Sub-sisters. His grogged out response was somewhere between gibberish and “thanks for the good words.”  And as we drove north yesterday afternoon, Mistress was receiving some rather disjointed messages from him – probably fit in between tours conducted for the nursing staff to share surreptitious viewings of his 8^th wonder of the world.

“I’m not sure why, but they keep giving me sponge baths…” seemed to be one of his messages, if you could translate from the ham fingered drug induced ramblings. We can suspect exactly why, M.

Mistress told me she responded, “wish I was there to administer a very thorough sponge bath….”

At one point Mistress held up her I-phone to show me a photo he sent via text message of an arm with various bandages and tubes running in and out.  Yuck. I hate hospitals. I cringe at the thought of all those invasive devices.

Of course we got a few more messages as we drove north. Donna shared some clever get-well cards, for us to pass onto M. I’ve posted one of them here.  And she and Suzanne have already sent us some images to use for “Boot Week”.  Please keep that in mind. We will kick things off on Monday.

By the time we checked into our hotel room, it was around 8 pm here, and Mistress was anxious to hear M’s voice. AS I checked some work emails, Mistress was finally able to get through on the hospital phone next to his bed. 

They chatted with animation, suggesting that M must be recovering slowly but surely. And  here’s the cutest thing: Because M is computer-less in his little hospital room, he is missing the chance to read this and the other blogs he follows. So Mistress did some reading to him, like she was at bedside. She read all of your clever and puckish comments from yesterday, which I am sure warmed M’s little heart and larger cock. Then she read our whole blog, including Donna’s dispatch about their trip to the shoe store.

And Mistress summarized with her own lascivious commentary some of the other blogs, with particular emphasis on the cunning surprise Jay and Tammy threw for Suzanne on Valentine’s night.  I suspect that one did more than warm his heart!

Listening to how this talk clearly cheered our WC in his hour of need made me all the more aware how our blogs can bring some cheer and light (and maybe a little more) to those of you who follow. One more reason to get up early in the am for these little home work assignments.

After their call, Mistress and I adjourned to the hip if noisy hotel bar for a drink and some light repast. It had been a long day and we knew the large cozy bed awaited. But as we sipped our beverages and eyed the animated bar crowd – all trying a little too hard to pretend they were in the Big Apple rather than the 2^nd City – we talked about our fallen comrade.

“I hope it’s not too weird listening to me talk to him, Slave…”

“Not at all Mistress. I’m certainly used to it. And I think of him as my good friend too. Not the kind with benefits, of course…. That’s your privilege.”

And it’s true. Mistress has been talking to M for about a year now. He’s a regular and positive part of her life. It’s no wonder she was very worried about him these last few days.  Let’s hope he follows Doctor’s orders and is up and back in action soon.

Soon Mistress and Slave were headed back to our hotel room. And you can imagine what developed next.

Mistress had a lacy thong on and under the covers, I proceeded to slide it aside as I devoured her, squeezing a seemingly satisfying starter cum from those fragrant folds. It had been what …. 13 hours.

 I was hungry for her.

Then Mistress was up, next to me.

“Let me suck it slave….”

And she did. With a teasing fervor, combining mouth and those lovely well manicured fingers until her Slave was writhing on the bed, begging to fuck her.

“Why Slave…. What’s the rush..  Maybe I should make you come this way….”

“Arghhh…. But you don’t want to waste a good hard cock, do you Mistress…..”

“Excellent point, Slave…..”

And with that she released her grip, lay back, and gave me clearance.  And I leapt at the opportunity.

It was an excellent way to end our day here along the lakeshore