She's No Lady, She's My Mistress

We broke from our normal laid back SW rhythms here yesterday - sex, bike ride, lazing about, food, more sex - by heading into "town" for an annual music festival. 

The photo is not the guest quarters for our sex bloggers conference, but part of the "set" for the festival - I wonder if the bands actually use these to change into their "costumes", or simply to get out of the sun, maybe to share a joint or beer.

There was the typical eclectic crowd to entertain us: young, old, lots of tattoos (some older ladies answering the parental question "what do you think you're going to look like with that tattoo when you're in your 60's?"), svelte and flabby, and every tie-dyed garment you can imagine.

Of course, the music was lively: a little blue grass, some Latin rock, and the eclectic Americana of Lyle Lovett, one of our favorites. Lyle has a local connection, having been married back in the late 1990's to a rather famous movie star who keep a home across the pasture from our little hideaway. During his set he told a few stories about his past times in this neck of the woods. And although I suspect many of us were waiting to hear some comment on that past marriage, and craning our necks to see if his famous Ex might be in the crowd, he was quite discrete and there were no Julia sightings on our part.  He did play some of his old tunes, including this one She's No Lady, She's My Wife  that stirred some interest, and made me wonder about a re-write that would fit the title of today's entry.


Music aside,  the people watching was the best part as the hot high desert sun beat down into the late afternoon.

One thing Mistress has strong opinions about is footwear.  She had some cute sandals on that nicely displayed her well manicured tootsies.

But she has limited patience for guys with sandals that display their gnarly toes.

"Ugh.... too many ugly feet here Slave...."

I think the large guy in cut-offs and a biker shirt who was sitting on a camper chair right in front of us, massaging his own rather worn feet must have been a little too much for her.

Fortunately, Slave knows how to avoid Mistress's displeasure, while still wearing something comfortable for a day in the sun, when something more formal could get tight and hot.

They may not be glamorous, but at least no one has to look at my less than perfectly maintained toe nails.

We have plans for a long bike ride today, but I promised Mistress she won't miss her switch day "privileges"... so maybe it's time to sign off and get down to some kinky business.

Generating Heat But Eluding the Smoke

Our little corner of the mountain west has been lucky this week. We not only have no raging wild fires nearby, but the good nature of the gods of the winds have directed the soot and ash from the fires to our north and south in other directions.

So, unlike last summer, the beautiful blue skies are not diluted by that brown haze generated from smoldering pine wood far off the horizon.

That gave Mistress and Slave the opportunity for a nice long bike ride yesterday after our morning sex here in the mountain hideaway.

We did get a dispatch from the WC, with an invitation from his new clubhouse, Scarlett Ranch, inviting him to their special benefit orgy to help forest fire victims:  

You are invited to a special event for the victims of the Colorado Wildfires.

Saturday, June 30th ~ Doors Open at 6:00!

Come join all your friends for this special charity event to benefit the victims of the Colorado Wildfires. We are collecting Items and will deliver them after the weekend. Items needed include new clothing, personal items, as well as items for large, small, domestic, and agriculture animals (Food, Blankets, Hay, Straw). Please check out http://helpcoloradonow.org/ or http://www.hsppr.org for more info!

Please, No Cash. Checks can be written out to the Humane Society or Red Cross.

SILENT AUCTION!

Many wonderful friends and members have already donated items for the Silent Auction, including: Tattoo by Pepper, Gift Certificates to Lime, Photo Session with Peter Dunn, Healing and Aura Cleansing Session, Haus of Dollz Boudious Photo Shoot, One Hour Pin Up Shoot, Jewelry by Judy,...Just to name a few.

If you have a service or item you would like to donate for the silent auction, please let us know! ....Or if you are a band, performer, entertainer, and you would like to entertain on Saturday (or Sunday), please let us know!

All Proceeds go to Animal Rescue Groups, Charities supporting Fire Victims and Fire Fighters.

A very special thanks to all those that all already helping.  So close to home..so many friends and family that are affected. Let's do what we can to help!

If you can't make it Saturday Night, feel free to bring your donations to the Independence Day Celebration on Sunday!

Mistress and Slave gave a few seconds of thought to hopping in the car and driving north the 5 hours or so through the smoke and flames to join Miguel and B at this worthwhile event..... We'd have to pack plenty of wet rags to use when the breathing got tough.

But I think we'd rather hunker down here, more sex, more bike rides, and an afternoon music festival, where a performer who used to be in an apparent femdom relationship with one of our more notorious neighbors will be performing. 

But we did get wondering about what the WC plans to contribute to the silent auction:

An internship with the UCTMW media empire, direct report to him?  

Or maybe free rides on the special occasion cock?

Good luck, WC. It's all for a good cause. 

Mistress and Slave In a More Natural Habitat

After a long travel day we pulled into our dirt driveway here in the shadows of the Sangre de Christo mountains. The moon and stars were bright, and the air was significantly cooler than the 101 degree of swampy polluted air we were happy to leave behind in River City.

As we headed to the airport we did give a call to the WC, who updated us on the fire-mageddon in his home state. It turns out some of his family members had to evacuate their home, and are now filling up the WC's house. We told him that he and B are welcome to head south to visit us here and escape the crowds. Fortunately, we seem to be clear of fires and smoke as I look out onto the mountains this morning.

Which reminds me of the Sex bloggers retreat we always talk about this time of year, but never seem to organize.  It would be great to have Bill and Donna out here. I could stun a few prairie dogs with my BB gun, and Bill could skin them with his knife collection. I could modify my Green Chili Stew recipe to include prairie dog nuggets rather than lamb.

And of course, we would love to have Suzanne, Tammy, Jay, and Sophie join us too.  Although it might be necessary to construct a TeePee on the back 40 to accommodate all of mutations in their varied couplings.

Naturally, we'd have to find room for J. I have a sense Mistress will be missing the variety he adds to our life this week. I will just have to work on some additional "pitches" to add to my traditional knuckle ball and change - up.

And we're not forgetting  about 'Nilla, Aisha and Sin either.  It might get a little tight, but we could make it BYO Yurt.

I did want to turn back to Suzanne for a moment. She sent an amusing email to me yesterday in response to my request for suggestions for the inventory for the imaginary UCTMW On-Line store.

"The next time Molly takes on of those long bike rides with J, you may want to take your own shorter ride and get some satisfaction for yourself at the same time, using something like the attached.

Just remember to take off the Cage."

 Gee, Suzanne. Thanks for thinking of me.

UCTMW Merchandising?

Apparently our Senior Correspondent Donna was fixated  on the watch hanging from the lovely Molly's neck the other day in the photo taken for our "Drive By Cum" entry.  And with the magic of science she came up with this close up!  I suppose we could issue these to our far flung staff members on their retirement. On the other hand, maybe we need an official on-line UCTMW Store to sell some of our favorite products, sort of like the Romney campaign has official branded scissors to commemorate the candidate's prep school bully days.

I suppose we could get a cross-marketing arrangement with products used here frequently: my custom made steel cock cage, the Hitachi or aneros?  There are those bamboo canes I can harvest from our rental property in town. Certainly UCTMW logoed T-shirts and thongs. Maybe some oversized male undies to fit a WC style "special occasion cock"? Any other ideas, staff?

I did want to recommend an article (Lust in Alaska) from yesterday's Washington Post, written by two female reporters from DC who traveled to Alaska to see if reports on the better odds of finding men there were true. Apparently there are more guys there, but a lot seem to be missing teeth and good grooming habits. Ah well. You can't have it all, girls!

One part I thought was amusing was the guy who aspired to have his own Yurt some day. It reminded me of our "exile" days over at Mistress and Slave on the Lam , when we had to hide out in a tricked out Yurt in Mongolia until we made sure that our "Mick and Molly" cover had not been blown back in River City.

As it turns out, Mistress and slave are going on the Lam again later today, for about a week, to our little mountain hideaway in the southwest. We are hoping that the smoke from those horrific fires to the north and southwest are not going to murk up those beautiful azure skies we love.

The cute Co-Ed is staying home, so it will be just the two of us, getting some R & R. So don't be surprised if the posts get a little spotty and perfunctory over the next few days.