Friday, October 28, 2016


Hello all.  Mistress and slave are off to Europe to visit our studious daughter. The one who told us last night over dinner that "my social life is kind of exhausting".

Poor girl.

We were able to overcome jet lag and the overnight flight here long enough yesterday afternoon for some later afternoon, pre-dinner sex.... so give us bonus points for avoiding an international travel abstinence  day.

Once we get our orientation here we hope to provide more coherent updates.  In the meantime, it sure feels good to be an ocean away from the yammering talking heads and nasty exchanges about the Presidential election!

Have good weekends devoted readers!

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Do I Have Too Much Leather On?

That's what Mistress asked her dutiful slave after she was done primping for her date night with Jay yesterday evening.  She had told me that she would be heading out to Jay's house at around 6 pm last night for her "dinner, plus" night out. So Slave saddled up and headed home on my bike a little early, just for the chance to see her priming herself for her evening with her side-dish.

I found her resting in bed, as is often the case when I arrive home after 5 pm.

"I figure it might be a long night, a nap would be helpful."

She indulged my offer to worship before she dressed for her night out.

"Do you think Jay will be annoyed if I take the edge off, Mistress....."

"It'll be our secret slave...."


It took her about 20 minutes to apply her make-up, slither into some sexy black panties, and those Domme-ish leather pants and boots.

"Remember slave.... no touching.... you'll just have to wait until tomorrow evening... if you're lucky."

"Yes, Mistress....."

Oh, and my answer to her question.

"There's never enough leather, Mistress...."

Monday, October 24, 2016

2 Million Page Viewers Can't Be Wrong!

Mistress and slave were a little too busy over the weekend. Her sister was in town, so there was a little too much socializing and not enough down time. Of course, we did squeeze in some morning sex both Saturday and Sunday. I broke out Mistress’s power tool yesterday morning to add a little potency to her wake-up orgasm, which paved the way for slave to take his own pleasure in a most gratifying way.

Then it was a long bike ride before taking Mistress’s sister and her husband to the Pussycats game.

And while Mistress may not have exceeded her cum quota  over the weekend, after all that hard core fucking with Jay Friday morning, there is an encore scheduled tonight.  Jay’s son is out of town this week, which opens up his window of availability for a change.  Mistress filled me in on the addition to her calendar yesterday afternoon.

“Jay and I are getting together tomorrow night slave…..”

“Will you be spending the night, Mistress….”

“I think I will, slave….”

There was some discussion about whether I would be in the cage for her sleepover. The decision was that I would be caged unless I rode my bike to work in the morning. The threat of Chastity as an incentive to exercise is a clever way to keep slave in shape, isn’t it?

In addition to Mistress’s night out, the big news today is the news that UCTMW went over the 2,000,000 page views threshold. It’s an arbitrary mile stone for a frivolous enterprise like this one.  While we have never been listed on the “Best Sex Blog” cite, or profiled in the New York Times as sex blog pioneers, we have also outlasted a lot of our colleagues and competitors. I mean, look what happened to Buzz Feed!  Having started this about 8 years ago, we keep on plugging, and have a world wide “following” who likely get off more on the occasional images of Mistress’s lush bodies than slave’s snarky prose.  Example: over the last week we had page views from the following countries, and more:

United States
United Kingdom

Are some folks in Poland and Singapore who read UCTMW to improve their facility with English?  Or is it just for the pictures?

So what keeps us going?  Although we love the comments and interactions with some of our regulars, I really write this blog as a semi-daily amuse bouche for Mistress, to accompany our wake-up worship sessions. As long as she is amused, Slave will likely keep on blogging.

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Tights Season!

Slave had an unscheduled abstinence day on Friday.  And I suspect I should have seen it coming. All that loud and raucous sex I heard coming from the UCTMW executive suite had taken its toll.

"I'm pretty sore after all that hard fucking, slave."

So while slave was allowed to "clean up" after Jay headed home on Friday morning, there was no opportunity for slave to get "sloppy seconds" either Friday morning or at the end of the work day.

"You'll just have to wait until tomorrow morning, slave....."

Maybe I should add some details about our Friday morning after Mistress's sleepover with Jay.  That can be a touchy thing as the three of us wake up and try to pretend that all of this is "normal".  After two rounds of fucking, Mistress came down to greet me with a kiss, and had me brew a latte for her slave, who was still in bed. She dutifully carried my concoction up to her lover.

Slave stayed downstairs, watching the news, in no rush for my morning shower, thereby giving Jay a little extra space to be the temporary "man of the house".  Another 45 minutes or so later, Slave was finishing his corn flakes as Jay and Mistress waltzed downstairs.  Mistress was still in her revealing nightie, but Jay was dressed and ready to go.  The two of us shared some small talk on the overnight political developments, and we viewed a short video on the hijinks at the Al Smith dinner in NYC.  Just two guys shooting the political shit, as you might around the proverbial office water cooler.  If Jay thinks it's odd that I step aside on such nights to allow him free range in the marital bed, he no longer lets on.

Of course, it was back to normal here by Saturday morning.  Mistress was recovered enough to give slave the green light again.  And the wait was certainly worth it.

After a leisurely Saturday morning in bed, our day picked up as slave entertained his cute grandsons for a few hours and Mistress caught up on some work. Then we dressed for a fancy dinner at a downtown restaurant to celebrate the birthday of Mistress's younger sister.  The Dowager Domme was there in all her black finery. But the big fashion statement of the night was the arrival of tights season here in River City.  It was very summer like earlier in the week, but a chill settled in yesterday, forcing Mistress to go to that drawer where she keeps her hose locked away during the warmer months.  As you can see, she had some ankle boots on to go with her black tights.  The fashion statement certainly got slave's motor running, and turned a few male heads when we finished our dinner and ditched the family crowd to stop by a local jazz club to end our evening.  And although we were both tired and a little full after dinner to enjoy some late night nookie, I am most certain that things will be looking up this morning when Mistress wakes from her slumber.