Why Men are Born to Be Slaves to Women

Today's David Brooks column in the Times had a reference to recent social science study which explains it all, dear readers:

Men are dumber around women. Thijs Verwijmeren, Vera Rommeswinkel and Johan C. Karremans gave men cognitive tests after they had interacted with a woman via computer. In the study, published in the Journal of Experimental Social Psychology, the male cognitive performance declined after the interaction, or even after the men merely anticipated an interaction with a woman. 

Of course, this also explains the WC's reaction to meeting Molly last week in Denver. It clearly fostered an even more acute deficiency in spelling and punctuation than even he typically evidences.

Our Western Correspondent Goes Shopping

As this gets posted, Molly and Mick will be driving back north toward the Mile High City through the first snow storm of the winter in these parts. I'm hoping our rent-a-Taurus can get the traction needed to traverse La Veta Pass in some fresh snow. But as a precaution, I suggested that Mistress bring along some gloves, boots and a warm coat. The temperatures are supposed to be sub zero, after all. She bristled a bit, when I reminded her that survival comes before fashion. Why does contemplating this drive through snow at high altitude have me thinking of that old Michael Martin Murphy song Wildfire

Right now Mistress is snoozing on the couch, Slave is shaking his head over the Pussycats lack of intensity at home against the Cowboys, and the kiva fireplace is roaring. We made sure to get in a few ski runs in the fresh snow before retreating back down the mountain for a few hours at fireside.  And before skiing, Mistress got the full switch treatment, tied to our bed here as I "tortured" her with her favorite power tool.  

No wonder she's napping.

In any event, It was nice of our Western Correspondent, who is surviving by the chin of his teeth due to the financialy reckless benificience  of our CEO, to step up and contribute a post:
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Well Well Well

I finally met the famous Mick and Molly

They of legendary status in the sex blog world

They who have more sex than any couple in America

They of River city and parts west

And 

They were great!!!!!!!

Mick has a twinkle in his eye

And a mischievous   grin

Kind of like he is amused at the world but having a big time anyway

But he is not a submissive 

Sorry Mick but you’re not

Suzanne I fear that all our efforts to get him locked in his cock cage will cum to naught 

He is a bottom topper:)

Don't really know what that means .... I just like the way it rolled off my tongue 

And Molly

The lovely Molly

She of the famous clean shave folds

Cougar on the prowl

Keeper of men

Ruler of cubs 

Famous flirt

Bike rider

Skiier

Captain of industry 

And a total little stud

THE

MOLLY

She was delightful 

Charming

Vivacious 

Engaging and most important 

Funny

They are both very intelligent interesting people

But you guys already knew that.............

The only regret I had was it took so long for us to meet

So have I sucked up enough for a raise????????????

Just kidding I loved those two lunatics 

Great Peeps

Stay well you two nuts

On to another matter -

I rode my bicycle to the local sex shop today

Needed  a new vat of lube.......

He of the compulsory masturbatory habits:)

And I wandered over to the but plug section

All of the sudden a very fetching young lady came over and started telling me about the relative merits of the various models 

How do you know all this I asked

Well I love butt plugs 

Really ????????

Yes I own a bunch of them

I said I own a couple of aneros's 

Yes they are good but this one is better

Really??????

Yes I know they are male toys but in the rear entrance men and women are pretty much the same

P spot G spot  its all good

True I ventured

Fun girl

The interesting thing was I was the only guy in the sex shop

Probably 20 or so women and all the clerks were ladies

Times are a changing

The

WC

 Gee, Thanks, Mike. Based on your description, now all our dozens of readers will think of Santa Claus whenever they see my by line!

Shoddy Sex Research

Mistress and her devoted Slave only have a day left on this little junket to our Mountain Hideaway. We're glad we got through the business of almost firing, then reinstating our Western Correspondent on Day 1, giving us time for a little Skiing, sex, napping, sex, bike riding, fine dining, sex and holiday shopping. And taking pictures of the beautiful sunsets from our front yard, a habit we can't ever seem to break.

Up on the ski mountain, Molly decided to open a small side business while out here, but I'm a little concerned she might eat all the profits.

I did spend a little spare time yesterday poring over that Indiana University National Survey of Sexual Health, finding some interesting data points on this amusing graph. As an example, 24% of men ages 30-39 "inserted penis into ass" in the year before the survey was taken. But that % fell to only 11% for those above 50, and just 6% once you passed 60. Now this is something I've not done in the last 20 years, I will confess. It seemed I was missing something. Then I realized that a good chunk of these self reporters were likely guys doing guys. And could the diminishing % as the years go by say something about one's penis rigidity as they age? If so, Miguel better get cracking if he still aspires to take Molly in that fashion.

I might add that there is also a significant drop off in "received penis in ass" stats for women as they age. So maybe this is a "been there, done that" phenomenon?

In fact the only thing that seems to go up as the sample got older was a doubling of the percentage of women engaged in oral sex with other women as they move from their 50's to their 70's. Is that just because the guy supply is dropping like flies by then? Or do lesbians live longer?

But what really stood out about the graph was its shallowness. I mean, think of all the categories of sexual conduct that those of us in  sex blog land engage in regularly (or at least write about) that don't show up on this chart.  That caused me to come up with a top ten list of questions to submit to the busy bodies at IU the next time they do their "what were you up to in the last year" sexual survey:

10. Cyber or phone sex masturbation with another person?
9. Cyber or phone sex masturbation with Hitachi or other power tool?
8. Cyber or phone sex masturbation with nipple or clit clamps? (Here' thinking of you Sin).
7. Riding crop, flogging or spanking ?
6. Bondage before or while engaging in vaginal or anal intercourse?
5. Cuckolding..... i.e., wife makes love to another man while husband watches, listens, serves coffee or dinner , and/or "cleans up" afterwards?
4. Group sex.... more than two people engaged in any of the activities on the chart?
3. Enforced chastity... cock cages, chastity belts, orgasm denial?
2. Sex involving pets or live stock? (Thinking of our friends who follow or play for SEC teams).
1. And, Number 1,  in tribute to 'Nila, sex involving the tentacles of Marine creatures or alien life forms.

Am I missing something?

Coming Tomorrow: a Rare but highly  anticipated post from our reinstated Western Correspondent.

We Are the 1%

Last night, Mistress and Slave "dined" at a funky local Northern New Mexican diner, then went to a recently renovated old dance hall to hear a friend's band play and do a little "boot scooting". The lady who lovingly renovated the place brought out all the old adobe charm. Imagine an adobe walled auditorium the size of a basketball court, but with "vega" beams of old pine logs a yard in diameter and 50 feet long. It made old Mick wonder how the workers who built the place around 1900 lifted those suckers into place.

  During a break, while Mistress was "powdering her nose", the band's leader sidled up to me, on his way to his van for a little mid-set pick-me-up.

"Mick.... Molly sure is looking young out there. For a moment I thought you were dancing with your daughter....."

True, Mistress is looking hot, as a local hunky "potter" mentioned earlier in the day. He told Mistress she looks better than most 40 year olds here in town. (This quickly got Mistress to add him to guys she might like to fuck someday, an ever growing list, I might add.)

Yes, dear readers, I  regularly pinch myself for my good fortune, knowing that I've got a feisty filly by the tail and have to cling tight to keep up. (Is all this one of those loathsome "humblebrags"?  Not sure, but what the fuck, it's our blog and you can always click to the next one if humility is what you seek).

This brings me to the article I stumbled on while clicking through the Times on line yesterday, to get my news fix. Sex, Drugs, Rock & Roll, and More Sex?

The article reports on a survey of Americans' sexual activities, and includes a link to the survey and its various amusing graphics.  But here's the passage I found intriguing :

Seventy-one percent of men 30 to 39 said they’d had sex in the last month, versus 61 percent of those 40 to 49 and 44 percent of those 50 to 59. With women, 64 percent of those 30 to 39 reported having sex in the previous month versus 56 percent of those 40 to 49, 40 percent of those 50 to 59 and 29 percent of those 60 to 69.

Sex, drugs, rock ‘n’ roll and more sex? About 10 percent of men and women 50 to 59 said they had sex two to three times a week, about a third the rate for those 25 to 29. 

Of course, the article just ignores those guys, like me who have turned 60.  But checking out the survey, I find that about 45% of my contemporaries reported no penetrative sex with another person in the last year. Of course, some of those folks could be caged cucks or submissives like some of you out in blog land who have been disciplined into denial. But I suspect that is a very tiny chunk of that 45%.

On the other hand, the number of 60 and above men who have sex 2-3 times a week is less than 10%.

And what about those like old Mick, who has been on a 7-10 times a week schedule most recently, with lots of two a days with the time and privacy we have out here in our Mountain Hideaway.

I guess I am one pampered house slave....