Unruly Neighbors

Mistress and Slave had a relatively low key weekend here in the frozen heartland. There was plenty of time spent in our bed, the electric blanket switched on, as we resorted to our usual methodologies in sharing bodily warmth and fluids.

I even pulled out Mistress's favorite power tool to provide a little extra fun on Sunday morning, for fear that she may have gotten a little tired of Slave's tongues and lips. She seemed pleased, and even asked for my permission to cum.

But the big controversy here in River City this weekend was the disclosure that a new reality show series about 30 something swingers  called "Neighbors With Benefits" was filmed in a conservative, ex-urban neighborhood just a few miles from here. (check out the trailer, in the link)

When the ever-shrinking local paper wrote up the press blurb from A&E and gave it a prominent position above the fold, all sorts of shock and disapproval broke out. And more than a few titters too.

Of course, we've all heard stories of suburban swinger clubs in these parts. Mistress even knows a few people who have attended. But it did seem little odd that the couples across the street or down the cul de sac would come out from behind the hedgerow and go on TV to flaunt their fun.

The particular neighborhood we are talking about sits in what had heretofore been seen as  highly vanilla, Republican and evangelical Christian turf. The sort of place where Romney would have clobbered Obama by more than 2-1 in 2012. In fact, it was the exact place that George Rove told FOX viewers would switch Ohio from Blue to Red at around 10 pm on election night. But it turns out rather than voting they were all sharing the same double wide shower stall.

Maybe they were just embracing the legacy of Mitt's polygamous ancestors?

What got us chattering with out own (non swinging) neighbors was the thought that these fun loving couples would show their faces on national TV,  much to the shock of the folks next store or their kids' friends' parents, presumably for that 15 minutes of fame. And what happens when their own kids get to watch the re-runs someday, all saved on the DVR.

Yikes.

With this taboo put to bed, what can be next?  Maybe we need to pitch a reality show on recruiting a cuckold friendly Dom? It could be one of those "process of elimination" shows like the Bachelor, but with the cucked hubby getting to watch, or provide clean-up services, as his Mistress samples the Alpha chops of her various suitors.

It's just a matter of time.

Frozen Butt Plug?

We've had a very long and chilling February here in River City.

And with the google crack-down still ambiguously threatening, I am reluctant to persuade Mistress to pose for any provocative photos that might catch the attention of the censorship algorhythmns. So I guess I am stuck with icy imagery.

I wonder if they have a cock cage big enough to fit this guy?

The odd thing is that while Google is getting all prudish, the so called main stream media has gotten all kinky.

Of course there is the whole 50 Shades phenomenon, with all those matron and co-eds flocking to the cinema for whips, blindfolds and soft-core BDSM.  I was thinking it was time for a little Femdom to balance things out when what pops up on the Hulu trailers is a new movie called My Mistress. The teaser suggests a tale involving the curious boy from next door stumbling upon a pro-Domme who turns him into her pool boy.... and so much more.

Sadly, I never had randy neighbor ladies like that back when I was trying to earn a little spending money to buy the latest Beatle album back in the 60's.

I also recently noticed an episode of the Comedy Channel series "Broad City", entitled To Peg or Not to Peg. The short clip I've linked shows what happens when one of the goofy heroines asks her date, mud-hijinks,  if he'd like to reverse positions, and he pulls out a strap-on for her  to deploy.

Considering these deviations from more conventional media sources, I suspect western civilization will survive if I post a few more photos of Mistress's pleasing naughty bits, don't you?

New Home Under Construction

Mistress was grousing a bit yesterday about her now weeks long absence of extracurricular nooky.

"This whole cuckold thing can get a little annoying slave....these extra guys all have their own sets of issues to deal with...."

It's true, whether it's cat allergies, nosy girlfriends, kids at home, or unreliable babysitters, it seems that the cuckold ideal - the dominant guy who is always ready with a hard cock, buff body and unique sexual stylings - is hard to replicate in real life. Maybe we need to recruit a side - side dish?

It's at moments like those that slaves have to rise to the occasion. It helped last evening after work that Mistress disclosed she had worn her peek-a-boo tights thru her busy work day. It made things very convenient when it came time to put my lips and tongue to their highest and best use.

In the meantime, slave was busy exploring options in case the Google axe falls on UCTMW. I was able to quickly set up a shadow blog at Wordpress. It's a lot uglier than our current digs, but I suppose it can be spruced up and decorated to meet our readers discerning standards.

One other option I noticed is that I can buy the "Under Contract" domain from google for the grand total of $12. I think I can squeeze that out of our miserly corporate controller. But here's the question: if UCTMW went to its own google sold domain, would that spare us the google censorship axe?

I hate redecorating.

Mistress Can't Catch a Break

Poor Mistress.

She was all primped up.

Her clean shaven folds freshly tended.

Slave was all caged up for the day.

When she called before heading over to her Lover's house for a "nooner" she even reminded me of my status, as she typically does.

How's the cage, Slave?"

"Tight, Mistress...."

But at least a relative heat wave here (up into the 20's.... woo hoo....). NO need for the "peter heaters" that Fury was recommending, at least not until the weekend.

But as I was eating lunch, asking the maitre de to move my table so I would not have to sit next to our insufferable, diminutive Mayor, I got a text from Mistress....

"At Jay's, Slave.  But no sex. will fill you in later....."

I was certainly crestfallen on her behalf, despite my caged status.

Later she filled me in on the sad details.

"Jay has some guys replacing his furnace.... they said they were going to be working outside today.... but it turned out they were in and out all lunch time....it was a real cluster fuck....."

Poor Mistress. All dressed up (or ready to undress) and no one to fuck!

"We had some lunch, talked a bit, but the guys never finished before I had to leave...."

"I guess it was still a little too cold for some snow drift nookie, Mistress?"

She gave me a frustrated snort.

Of course, back in the UCTMW Executive Suite, I  did my best to replace with avid lips and tongue what Mistress had been anticipating. Sadly..... sometimes "home cooking" comfort food cannot make do when you have your heart is set on something a little spicier and more robust.

"So how did you leave it with Jay, Mistress?"

"Maybe next week, Slave....."