Banking Some Orgasms

Here at the UCTMW World HQ, we've been mentally prep-ing for two whole weeks of sexual solititude, starting Sunday morning.

Fortunately, our younger Co-Ed has a house sitting gig this week, which has left the nest slightly emptier, and given us a little more time and privacy o play.

Two nights ago, we somehow egged them into going out to dinner together (amazing what a Visa card will do), leaving us at home for a little mid-evening fun. And last night, I made sure to worship Mistress's clean shaven folds after she returned from a bike ride and I mowed the lawn. It was her second worship session of the day....

"I may be a little gamey down there Slave...."

"No problem, Mistress.... I'm not on a salt free diet...."

In fact I kind of like giving her a slow and sensual tongue bath after she's had some exercise in our hot and humid River City summer weather.

Mistress still hasn't decided on the protocol for our time away. Let's hope she does not go for Suzanne's suggestion of keeping her work-a-day cock locked away for two straight weeks.... that would be a lot of uncomfortable squirming on that long car trip out and back, and definitely cramp my ability to go on long morning bike rides. I mean.... she wants me to stay in good shape right?

On another matter, is there a chance UCTMW will disappear while she is gone.

Google sent our some ominous mail advising those of us with "adult" content that we may be cut off starting June 30th if we have elements attempting cash in on our smut. We have some commercial links here, but who knows how aggressive they might get. Are they going to look at all the blogs we link to? If some of those have commercial links, will that cause us to get the old heave ho? 

Some folks are migrating to their own web sites. Sounds like a lot of trouble to me. But clearly Google must be thinking they are tired of hosting all of us bloggers if there is no cash in it for them.

I've saved our "valuable" content, just in case.

Let's keep our fingers crossed and see what happens.....

HNT / Pre-Lunch Lick

Mistress's office is not as close as it used to be, so our chances for a little mid-day nibble have been limited. But today.... she had a meeting not too far from my office this am, and a lunch engagement a few blocks north. So she stopped by between appointments to allow her Slave the privilege of grazing through those clean shaven folds.

Hopefully, she left her a little more satisfied than when she arrived.

Mistress Has Some Decisions to Make

We have gotten back to a more routine sexual rhythm here at the UCTMW World HQ now that the big wedding is over and all those out of town visitors have bolted. I've made sure to worship Mistress's clean shaven folds on our return from work, and we've enjoyed some robust wake-up sex this week as well.

But the next challenge starts Sunday - Mistress and the two Co-Eds are joining her Mother on a two week trip to Asia. Slave will be driving west, for some solo time at our Mountain hideaway. There are some chores to do, a prairie dog problem to "solve", and  Mistress figures I will get into less "trouble" out there than in River City.

But one issue we have not resolved is whether Slave will be taking his cage, how and when it will be worn, and what the protocols will be with respect to the conventional "no touch" rule.

"Two weeks is a long time, Mistress."

"True, Slave.....one thing for sure.... Saturday you are going to get some serious ass fucking to remind you who's in charge."

So as Mistress contemplates how we will handle this two week separation, I (somewhat reluctantly) solicit any reader comments or suggestions on what the protocols should be.....

Shipping Snafu

We've been so busy with the nuptials here this last week that your Managing Editor let the UCTMW company credit card go unpaid which has created somewhat of a crisis. It seems our Western Correspondent, Miguel had ordered a replacement vat of his favorite lubricant and, as typical, put it on the company plastic.

But when it came time for shipment, Mon Dieu! The company that Miguel was relying on ran the card and.... well ... No cash, no slippery good times for the Western Correspondent. Maybe that explains why the WC has been a little miserly with his words this last week or so.

But hang in there, dude. Relief is on the way. A barrel of your favorite friction reliever is now in transit. No doubt you've got a little pent up demand. Direct the discharge properly and  you can help those firefighters quench those western forest fires!