"Simone" and "Sam" have been forced to go on the Lam, after some sloppy security work exposed them to their potential "enemies". Fortunately, they've found help through the SBPP.
("Sex Bloggers Protection Program"). Follow their adventures here until its safe for them to resume their prior alter-egos.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Property Rights

In these United States, there is a lot of talk about property rights. As an example, they can’t be "deprived" without “due process”, a slippery term if there ever was one. And all sorts of anger can get whipped up when the big bad government decides to take or limit the property rights of your ordinary citizen. When the “property” happens to be  a gun, well, step back and watch the fur fly.

But here at UCTMW World HQ, we don’t have disputes about personal property, since we all know who rules the roost.

Last night, for example, at about 4 am, Mistress was aroused from her beauty sleep by one of the two “kittens” who co-habit our empty nest with us.  We forgot to close the door, and this particular cat thinks its perfectly appropriate to wander around on our bed, using her “voice” to make sure we know she’s there (as if the footfalls on our legs and chests weren’t good enough to do that).

The ct was shown the door, which was then closed. Molly and Mick, rolled over, with the apparent intent of going back to sleep. But then, a few minutes later, I felt Mistress’s hand slide over my hip. Then her fingers, freshly manicured, were sliding along my somewhat scruffy balls in that tantalizing way.

Hmmmm.  I thought we were nodding off.

“What’s up, Mistress?”

“I thought I would see how my cock is doing, Slave….”

“As you have every right to do…..”

Well you can imagine the impact of her fingers, particularly after they gently gripped my expanding cock, and began to gently stroke it, riding it up and down until it had grown to its full “work-a-day wonder” dimensions.

Something had to give, and I am too polite a slave to demand the privilege of fucking first.

“Would you like me to worship, Mistress.?”

“That sounds like a good idea, Slave.”

So there I was, at around 4:15 am or so, sliding between her firm yet smooth and soft thighs, exploring those clean shaven folds with my tongue and lips.

Son Mistress’s breathing picked up the rhythm I associate with her heightened arousal, her thighs spreading a bit wider for me, her succulent juices coating my mouth.


And once she seemed satisfied with my efforts, she readily granted my request to fuck her.

While Mistress may be the type of property owner who feels free to exercise her rights at any hour of the day or night, she also makes sure it is well maintained.

Moving on a bit….. thanks for your comments yesterday, and particularly to Francois for sharing a bit of his reaction to our impromtu dinner.  Yesterday, Mistress did exchange a few text messages with Babette, who we look forward to meeting a few weeks hence.

This could become a very spicy stew…. Or would that be a cassoulet?


aisha said...

Stew, cassoulet... it could turn out to be an omelette, who knows?


Bill, Dir of Security, UCTMW, Int said...

Ah, the joy of pets, our daughter's cats like to try and take the door down when it is closed. As for early morning sex, I see nothing wrong there!

Suzanne said...

Seems like the alarm cock goes off early in the Collins' household.

And I'm still using a clock radio :(


Donna said...

Bill likes for me to be his alarm clock and to be awakened in a manner that will keep him smiling right through breakfast.

What fun with Francois, and also the addition of Babette! Is this one of those situations that's going to require I take notes to keep everyone straight? If so, Bill and I would like to be invited to participate, too.

Senior Correspondent,

WC said...


any rectums

WC said...

Am back from 5 days of golf with my brother. And no he didnt violate and rectums but only because there no ladies playing golf!

The glad to b able to read my Mick and Molly again,

The likes golfing a lot more than he likes working,


Donna said...

Now WC,

With the number of finger-rectal violations your brother has under his belt, or at the end of his arm, so to speak, can you really be sure his fingernails stayed lily white during your golfing trip? Perhaps he is reaching out to more varieties of fannies now.

The offer still stands that I will happily send him a case of hand sanitizer if you'll just send his address.


Aimee said...

Hah, yes our cats like to wake us up too when it suits them. Usually they are kind enough to wait for a more reasonable time of morning but on more than one occasion they have caused similar early morning "situations" to the one you described!

Mistress Aimee

WC said...


you "now WC'ed" me!

Molly does the same from time to time,

Haha Donna,

to to funny

address is forth cumming,

Nice chatting today,

The likes Donna a lot,

and expert assologist,

Judge Miguel

Anonymous said...

with regard to the two beautiful kittens -- Mick actually speaks to them now when he things I am not listening. They miss our daughters greatly and are attention starved...and they do tend to get annoyed when the door is closed -- but even I draw the line when we need privacy
adventures in our household continue at a fever pitch. we will not disappoint

sin said...

hmmm... looking for Mick and Molly, WC and François and Babette... did you swing your way to exhaustion? Too tired to post?


beingaisha said...

I'm here looking too, Sin... it seems like no one's home...

I think this is the first time they've missed - since i"ve been reading anyhow... Mick?