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.

 

Our Western Correspondent Gets an Eyes Wide Shut Full

Mistress and Slave had to cut short their normal switch day activities here -- well there was morning sex with a little help from Mistress's favorite power tool -- because she had made us an early bike riding engagement with J over at his "love Shack".

Mistress is a bit of an exercise addict, and the thought of a 20 mile ride on a Sunday morning in the rolling countryside near his house was too hard for her to resist, even as compared to Switch Day at the UCTMW World HQ or a more private booty call with her lover.

Slave was dragooned into coming along, and I still have the aching muscles to prove it. My role in these rides is sort of the reverse of the legendary Ginger Rogers: as compared to them I have the older and heavier body and a slower bike to haul up those hills. Fortunately, I've been able to (sort of) keep up. And what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?

They did allow a brief break at a combined gas station, bait and convenience store about 2/3 into the ride, where there was a chance for her two lovers to compliment Mistress on her buff calf muscles. And when we were done, I lingered outside to make sure Mistress had a chance to give J a proper kiss adieu, since he was heading for the golf course with some friends.  That gave Mistress and Slave a good part of the day to veg out with our cute Co-Ed, and take a much deserved late afternoon nap.

Well, you probably had the impression that this was a sex blog, and though there wasn't a whole lot of "action" to report from River City, thankfully I have the following  piece from the WC, our hard working Investigative Reporter. He has enlisted his long suffering wife B to go undercover with him, and  has finally found a story worth telling and will Woodward and Bernstein it until someone gives him the fucking Pulitzer Prize ( or an STD, whichever comes first):

B and I are fortunate to live near the place where the really, really, really, rich people live

So we have great restaurants 

Not the chain establishment the Mick so despises 

Like Mortons, Ruth Crist and the Capital Grill

No no no

These people have their own restaurants with their own chefs 

SO 

B and I went out to one of those restaurants last night

Chef Robert and his wife Lynn, who are kind of friends with B and I, treated us to a fantastic dinner

We spent two hours eating 

With no Kids!!!!!!!!!!!!

And 

Then we adjourned to our new club.........

Oh My fucking God

The theme was an "eyes wide shut" party

People were dressed in these crazy costumes

Bare breasted women galore 

Masks 

And yes Donna ....... cock cozies... will get to that later 

So the deal is you bring your own beverage and give it to one of the bartenders... all very comely young ladies last night:)

And give them a generous tip 

And they serve you all night

So B and I were sitting at the bar and a couple we had met a couple of Sunday's ago came up and said  " B and Miguel right?"

This guy was one of the founding members and had provided most of the funding to buy the new club

He is a local MD and  weekend ski patroller for the last 30 years at a local  ski resort  ............. and he wants my wife!

So they had quite the hug and kiss

His wife is about a 6 foot tall trophy wife 

Wearing a strappy little black dress

By strappy I mean her breasts were totally out of the dress and her ass and pussy were totally visible 

Nothing else BTW

She sidled up to me and said it is so good to see you again Miguel

Yes indeed it was.....

As I grabbed her ass!!!!!!

Sliding a finger into her

How fucking cool is that????????

Anyway B and I made our way out to the outdoor dance stage

Very very cool... It was a perfect night cool, no wind and we danced

For an hour!!!!!!!!

We haven't danced since forever

But Donna

Dancing next to us was this crazy hot couple

She was a smokin' hot tall lady dressed in a black cape and nothing else

Her boy friend had on black chaps and nothing else 

Except

A cock cozy 

Seriously.............  he had this wool nitted thing around his cock and balls....  and he had a huge cock

And she kept squatting down and kissing it

And Donna lest you think there was no BDSM going on there was a girl up on the stage all rapped in black rope getting her nipples pierced by her master in a "eyes wide shut" costume 

To be continued...........

 Of course, Miguel, if this was Ben Bradlee editing the story, I'd have a couple of questions before hitting the "publish" button that I know our readers will ask: "which finger" and "which orifice"?

But I am sure we all look forward to hearing the end of this sordid tale.  And fortunately, a stringer photographer was willing to get me a shot of the WC in his "deep cover"  mask for this event.

Walks of Shame, Pomp and Circumstance

The nice thing about Mistress staying overnight with her lover is the hot reunion sex that is sure to follow here at the UCTMW World HQ.

I woke early, as always, and then, after writing the blog, ran through a list of chores that had piled up during the week: mow the lawn, replace some burned out lightbulbs, a little grocery shopping, some air in a tire, that sort of thing.

Keeping busy.

But when Mistress arrived home at around 11:15 - J dropped her off - I was there for her "walk of shame", as she slid into the house in the same cute skirt and top that she left in Friday morning.

"I guess I should keep a change of clothes there, huh?"

"I don't know, Mistress you looked nice in that outfit yesterday.... and just as nice today."

Of course, Mistress knew I was horny for her. And her sense of devotion kicked in....

"Want to have sex, Slave?"

"I was hoping, Mistress...."

"Then go put in your device.... (the aneros).... I do so love what it does to your cock...."

Of course, any additional stimulation would be overkill at this point, more than 24 hours after my last chance to partake of her seductive flesh.  But I was not going to argue, and lubed the little sucker up. Inserting in sent a quick jolt to my cock, that had be semi-hard even before I settled in between Mistress's thighs for some worship as she read the morning's entry here.

"How do I taste, Slave...."

"An interesting mix of flavors, Mistress...."

I didn;t do a full debriefing, since I was so anxious to fuck her, but I did get the impression that Mistress had gotten some oral attention from J last night after I had gotten "first dibs" before leaving them alone last night.

"He likes my taste as much as you do, Slave...."

"You have us both pretty well trained, don't you?"

She just giggled, as I brought her to one slow building cum with my lips and tongue. And, once she was satisfied, Slave was finally given permission to exploit my husbandly privileges.

Ahhhhh.....

The rest of the day was pretty laid back.

Mistress and the cute Co-Ed headed over to our swim club, where I joined them after visiting my cranky aging Mother for a bit.  I couldn't help take the shot above of them in their bikinis.

Know doubt a few heads were turned.

Later we came home and settled in for a late afternoon nap.  But the sound of cars and "pomp and circumstance" startled me to a realization.  It was high school graduation day here in our little town, and despite her year long absence, the official matriculation of our other sullen teen, who remains overseas  until early July.

We hadn't really been thinking of it, but an unexpected wave of nostalgia motivated us up and out the door for the short walk to the local High's front lawn where the cute Co-Ed had graduated a year ago.

I brought my camera. We confirmed that our "little girl" was listed in the program, and we sat in a state of anticipation until they read her name as graduating "in absentia".  I joked that it was more like "on the lam", since she is the unsentimental type who would have grumbled all week about having to rehearse and attend this ritualistic set piece of an historic marker in life.

But  for her parents it was a little sad, oddly celebratory, and also a relief. We had gotten her this far. And while she had gone off on her adventure last August, this is one more milestone in all of our lives. Suddenly, we missed her more than ever, and wanted to reach across the ocean to give her that big congratulatory hug.

You did it!  The next adventure is on the horizon!

Mistress Plays the Tease

J's "love shack" is in a tony, more rural part of our region, with big homes rolling hills and a nearby bike trail that has Mistress going gaga -

"I've told J that I may be more into the bike riding over here than the sex, Slave...."

"That's a little cruel, Mistress.... I'm sure you enjoy both ....."

But she clearly is feeling increasingly at home at what had been a rather spartan "bachelor pad" just a few weeks ago. And I do think in her devious way, she likes to tease us both with her brazen behavior.

Last night we headed there after work, my bike on board. She had left her bike there earlier in the week, along with a tooth brush and some other essentials.

"An interesting way to mark your territory, Mistress....."

She just gave me that "Moi?" look.

Once we arrived, I lingered in the drive, unloading my bike and sliding the wheel on. By the time I came inside, Mistress had already shed her pants and thong, which found a nice little resting place in his "living room", as shown above.

I think it may still make J a little uncomfortable when Mick is around that Mistress is so clearly "at ease" around him. And of course, Mistress seems to take some twisted pleasure in exploiting this discomfort for her own amusement.

So when I stepped out of the bathroom, where I changed into my riding shorts, Mistress was languishing in her black shorts, but bare breasted.

She had somehow persuaded J to launder her riding clothes left behind earlier in the week, but her jersey was still unaccounted for.

Ultimately, J found it on a heap of yet to be cleaned bed linens at the foot of her bed.  And I couldn't help turn the knife a little.

"Mistress, could it be that J was using that aromatic remnant of you in bed this week .... sort of as a reminder of the "benefits" you provide here...."

J rolled his eyes, as Mistress joined in.  "Sort of like I had you sleep with some of my lingerie when we were commuting, Slave...."

"That's sort of what I had in mind...."

Despite the fact that her jersey seemed a little "soiled" she slipped into it, and soon we were off on what turned into a long and exhilarating ride.  About 10  miles into it, we stopped for dinner in a little riverside town, where we enjoyed some beer (Mistress had wine) and a meal.

Clearly, Mistress was enjoying her Friday night "date" with her husband and lover.

"This is pretty nice, having two men wining and dining me.... I feel a little selfish."

Sometime in the evening, we finally got word via a curt text that our cute Co-ed would be spending the night with a friend in the City, which opened up some new options.  We didn't want her asking questions if her Dad came home without her Mom on a Friday night. A little "sketchy", as she might put it.

Mistress took me aside, "Slave,  J would like me to spend the night .... is that OK?"

Well of course it was not something she needed "permission" for was it?  But it was nice of her to ask, and of course she got my blessing.

By the time we finished our long ride back at the "love shack"  it was nearly dark.  I reloaded my bike, and J decided to take a quick trip to the nearby grocery for some provisions.

"Mick will keep me company while you're gone, J."

So there we were, alone in the her lover's comfortable home.

Could we resist?

Uhhh..... what do you think.

Soon Mistress had eased out of her sweaty riding shorts, and Slave was on his knees, on front of J's couch, giving her a little warm-up for what was surely to come.

After she was (temporarily) satisfied, Slave reminded me that the "no touch" rule remained in effect, and that she would see me in the morning, when I might get the chance I was already anxious for -- to fuck her brains out, so to speak.

I figured it was time for me to go. But Mistress had one more task for me.

She pulled off the jersey she'd been wearing, and was now completely nude.

"Slave, why don't you take these dirty things with you and put them in the wash?"

"Happily, Mistress...."

And that's how things were as I went to the door, just as J was returning.

I think he was a little surprised to see Mistress in the threshold there, kissing me good bye, completely naked, and ready to turn her undivided attention to him.

She is quite a tease, isn't she?