Darwinist Domination

Continued from: Domina Debut

Any pathetic male who willingly requests my services, knows very early on that they can kiss their orgasms goodbye. Conventional orgasms with their penis that is. 

Ladies, in a vanilla relationship, after your two minutes of penetrative sex with no release for you and your man cums inside you, what does he do next? 

Gets the eff outta there or falls asleep. Am I right? 

Nature is fighting against you. He's just spread his seed to reproduce the population and now, like an ape, he's not interested in you anymore. He needs to go find another receptacle for his seed or falls into that post-orgasmic slump.

Control when and how he cums, deny him orgasm or better yet, get yourself an inescapable chastity device like I use with all my silly male clients.

Don't even begin "training" him, until he's been locked up for 14 days, minimum! You can tease the fuck out of him, maybe give him your asshole or feet, but nothing more. 

You'll begin to see changes in his attentiveness, attitude and behaviour. More pleasant, more helpful around the house and more willing to dote on you. All this will go away the moment he has hand-sex.

You're down on the couch watching your Hallmark Christmas movies on the W-Channel, and he's "gone to bed early", so he can jerk off to my blog and images of me. So take away his ability to masturbate.

After 14 days you're making him go down on you daily, after 30 he's licking your asshole while you use a vibrator and by day 60, you've got him in panties under his business attire and he's begging for your strap-on. 

Such is the peril of poor Kyle here, as I helped Mistress Summer to debut as my well-trained Dominatrix.

 

This is a heterosexual male. Yet he has a realistic dildo in his mouth while he jerks off another. How is this possible? 

Well, he took a pretty good beating and begged to be raped by Summer and I, but to understand the true underpinnings of this emasculating submission, go back to the start of this post and read it through again. 

How humiliating! He thinks if he does a good job for Summer and I, I might unlock his caged penis. I might...but he hasn't taken enough dick yet. 

I asked Summer if she was ready to fuck. A term that had new meaning for her. This was the first time she had ever tried dungeon Dominatrix play.

She did not disappoint!

Look at my little sniper in action!

We finished off poor Kyle with a doggy, spit-roast. Can you believe he's paying $900 for this?! Cripes. 

What was it again? 67 days in his cock cage, with no cumming, limited erections and no masturbation? I wondered if his penis would even work anymore? 

I thought we'd better find out. Summer and I took him to my bedroom and I unlocked his penis. We set him up in a position where he could give himself a facial. 

When I DO allow an unlocking, the orgasm always has to be humiliating and shameful. 

Summer and I encouraged him to masturbate and cum onto his face and into his open mouth. It was dreadfully humiliating!

I wasted no time in getting him locked back up, while his spooge dripped from his face and lips. 

Summer and I celebrated with a kiss. I told her she did fantastic. Her response: 

"I fuckin' love this, Ma'am!!" 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: Bella's Age Regression Kink

 

 

 

Domina Debut

 Continued from the storyline of: Monday Maintenance Spanking

"Are you ready to do this babygirl?" I softly spoke to Summer. 

"Absolutely Mistress!" She replied, with profound confidence. 

"You have trained me well Ma'am".

"God we look hot!" She added. 

I had arranged a dungeon session with a male client of mine named Kyle who is a bona fide masochist. 

This was going to be Summer's debut on the other side of the whip. We were helping each other get kitted-up in my room and admiring the finished product in a mirror. 

"Kyle, when he's not gagged with my panties, calls me Goddess Andrea, so for today, you'll be Mistress Summer, ok?" I said to her.

Summer laughed over the panties comment. "I like the sound of that Ma'am". 

"Mistress Summer", she said aloud and chuckled.  

"Alright, let's do this", Summer excitingly declared. 

My receptionist Cassandra, had received Kyle into my facility about an hour ago. As per my instructions, she had him shackled up down in the dungeon, inside the locked cell (you can read more on my receptionist here: Cassandra Goth).

Blindfolded and gagged, Kyle's remaining senses would become more heightened, especially since he has been in captivity like this for almost an hour. 

He would hear one set of heel clicks, then a second set. I watched as his breathing intensified, all while bubbling drool from around the red ball. As we moved in closer, he would now be nosing our perfume, the closest scent associated to memory. His heart would be pounding, his body would be trembling. 

We let him suffer the anticipation for a few moments, fearing the unknown and the unseen. Summer finally started us off by not stepping in, but plunging in to her role.  

"Who's this piece of shit?" She asked me. 

I had to cover my mouth to hold back a giggle fit. God damn she's unpredictably adorable sometimes.  

"This is my slave boy Kyle, Mistress Summer, but feel free to call him whatever you want. 'Pet, 'slave', or as you put it, a second ago". I told her as I almost broke character into a laugh. 

 "Should Mistress Summer unlock your cell and release you Slave?" I called out to him. 

All Kyle could do was nod his head in the affirmative. 

"You know if she does that, she's probably going to beat you, then we're both going to rape you?" I stated very bluntly. 

(Kyle of course, is here under his own will and has a safeword that would stop any and all activity immediately. He gets off on the consensual non-consent play, and the feelings of being forced against his will. Summer gets off on this too as a submissive, she understands).

Summer did the honours, also removing his gag and blindfold so he could see for the first time, his beautiful peril.

"Pet, this is Mistress Summer. Greet her properly", I ordered. 

He licked and kissed at her boots like a good puppy dog should. 

"How long have you had his dick locked up, when was his last orgasm?" Summer asked me. 

Summer rolled him over with the toe of her stiletto boots to inspect his chastity cage. 

I actually didn't know, I called Cassie at reception and asked her to bring his file down. This will be dreadfully humiliating for Kyle, having three beautiful women talking about his locked-up penis and orgasm denial. 

Cassandra made her way down, armed with the information that I had asked her for. This was not in the session plan, but a nice way to embarrass and emasculate Kyle.

"Cassie huni, when was the last time I removed this pet's chastity cage and milked his penis?" 

"Ummm, 67 days ago Ma'am", Cassandra replied. 

Kyle whimpered in shame, while Summer purred out in delight, "that's hot". 

"Oh Cassandra, meet Mistress Summer", I gestured to her.

In true Summer manner, bubbly and Air Stewardess-friendly, she stopped everything she was doing to greet and hug Cassie. 

"So you're Cassandra. Wow you're gorgeous!" Summer said. "I've heard a lot about you."

"I've heard lots about you too Ma'am, and thank you, you're quite the little dish also", Cassandra replied. 

"From what I understand, I hear I need to see you dance some day?" Summer asked. 

Cassandra blushed deeply. 

"Ummm, Monday's at noon!" Cassie chirped out in a somewhat embarrassed manner, but turned to wink at me, before she went back upstairs. 

"Now back to this pathetic loser", Summer said. 

"You're going to suffer for me, before Goddess Andrea ever considers releasing that puny cock of yours". She continued. 

Summer and I took turns whipping Kyle. She used a lovely riding crop while I used my vicious, Lexan cane. 

He was definitely suffering for us at this point. When we concluded his whipping, we flipped him around on the cross and re-bound him. I guided Summer's head as she sucked the metal rungs of his cock cage. 

Kyle's erection grew strong, tugging at the metal base ring around his balls. The pressure, pulling against his sac, creates a great deal of discomfort. 

What horrible, horrible torture for him!

We gave his caged cock a rest and thought we'd try some tactics to make his erection go away. I'm sure he'd enjoy the relief of a limp penis in that metal cage, rather than a raging boner. 

But he's not going to like the means we chose, of making him limp.  

We brought him to the Medieval side of the dungeon space, on a heavy bondage rack. We gagged and blindfolded him as Summer began to stroke her riding crop against the soles of his feet. 

Kyle whimpered and pleaded through his gag. With his ankles in stocks, he knew what was coming. 

Bastinado, as it's known to the gourmet BDSM players, Falaka for our Turkish friends...

Summer whipped the soles of Kyle's feet until his erection was completely gone, perhaps even turtled into his scrotum. What a dreadful predicament this poor slave was in, and it was about to get worse!

"More of the feet, or would you like to be raped now?" Summer bluntly asked him. 

I already knew the answer and began heading over to get strap-ons for both Summer and I. Kyle was ugly-crying and trying to answer Summer. 

He managed to blabber out: 

"Please Mistress Summer, no more. Please rape me Mistress, I'm begging you!" 

"Spit-roasting, I think it's called Goddess Andrea?" Summer asked. 

"That's right Mistress Summer", I replied. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Darwinist Domination

 

Monday Maintenance Spanking

Continued from: Cabin Crew Threesome

Another Monday had arrived and like always, Cassandra Goth showed up on time and ready to study. She's my receptionist most of the time but I told her I'd help her with her focus and getting her back on track at school, even if it hurts a little. 

She greeted me with a hug as always. 

"Wow. You've got a bit of a Slim Shady vibe goin' on today Cassie. Or in your case, extra-slim Shady." I said jokingly to her. 

She giggled and spun me around in a fluid dance motion. 

"Can I meet you in the dance studio on my lunch break today Ma'am?" She seductively purred. 

"Of course sweetness. But first we have a few things to take care of and some studying to do, yes?" I replied. 

"Yes Ma'am, I know", she lowered her eyes and spoke, following sheepishly behind me as I walked to my office. 

We sat and chatted for a moment, before I asked her to stand and strip naked for me. I was going to take Cassandra over my knee for her weekly maintenance spanking. 

I thought I would do it fully nude this week, to add some vulnerability and embarrassment.

Cassandra reddened-up quite nicely as I was speaking encouraging words to her. I was telling her how proud I was of her and pleased with how hard she's working to get back on track. 

"You're being spanked as a reminder to keep this up and stay focused Cassie", I said to her. 

"Yes Ma'am, thank you!" She squeaked out, between smacks, all while gritting her teeth.  

Her maintenance spankings are always long and thorough but never severe. I use a variety of implements and positions with her, but it's nothing like a punishment spanking. One of the most important differences is the manner in which I speak to her. It's always "good girl, I'm so proud of you", during her spanking, rather than "bad girl, you've been so naughty".

Punishment spankings I want her to feel for a week, every time she sits down. Maintenance spankings I want her to feel tomorrow only, subtly, when she sits.

I helped her off my lap and told her it was time to get dressed for school. 

She groaned a bit, in defiance, knowing that I would have an embarrassing and extremely age regressed school uniform waiting for her in the walk-in closet. 

Her assumptions were correct. 

"Very nice Cassie, I like your hair bow!" I said to her in an upbeat octave. 

Her face flushed with shame. Spanked and dressed like a little girl, every Monday, was all that flashed through 19 year-old Cassie's mind. 

Definitely too old for this, to be spanked and given timeouts and made to write lines like a child. But Cassandra knew it was for her own good and that it was actually helping her. 

"Alright young lady, be a good student for me today. Over to your desk please", I cooed to her in a sing-song voice. 

Doesn't she look adorably naughty? Grounded to summer-school, every Monday. Sitting on a sore bottom and dressed well below her age. 

"Noon in the dance studio Ma'am?" She hopefully suggested out loud. 

"Yes Cassie, I'll see you there", I replied. 

As noon arrived, I found her in the "dance studio", as expected. The music was already on and she had begun a little solo performance by the stage. 

"Did you pick this song Cassandra Leigh?" 

Porn Star Dancing - My Darkest Days

She thought she was in trouble, as I just used her middle name. 

"Yes Ma'am, I did", she whispered out. 

"A bit more fitting for the VIP lounge perhaps? Follow me, young lady", I teasingly spoke. 

 "That's it huni, smack that naughty ass of yours", I cheered her on. 

She stripped out of her jumper while she was dancing, followed by peeling off her top and bra, reveling her amazing, perky little tits. 

She got down off the stage and curled her finger in a beckoning motion. She clicked right past me, out to the main bar, showing off a lovely glow through her vintage, sheer knickers. 

I slowly followed, not wanting to look too eager over the urge to jump her bones right on that fuckin' pool table!

She settled into the main stage, while I sat at the bar to watch her. 

Gawd she was sexy! 

Cassandra put on quite the little performance. She was getting just as aroused as I was!

"Cassandra Leigh", I said sharply. 

"I want you to go over to that couch, take your panties off and masturbate for me". 

"Yes Ma'am", she replied meekly. 

"There you go! Good girl. You have two minutes to cum for me, or you'll be getting a caning on the bare", I threatened her. 

"Your time starts.....NOW". I pretended to check a watch. 

At the one minute mark, she had not yet orgasmed. I came to sit next to her and she started rubbing my hosed thigh. 

I took her the rest of the way with my fingers, while she kissed me and begged me to fuck her. 

Since you asked so nicely Cassandra Leigh, of course I'll fuck you!

Look how well she works both poles at the same time! Such a little vixen. 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: Domina Debut

 

Cabin Crew Threesome

Continued from: Summer is spanked by the Pilot

Oh what the heck, I got down on my knees and helped Summer!

We kissed each other and ran both sets of our lips down the sides of his cock. 

Clint, who is usually a person that ends up draped over MY knee, had a look on his face like he just won the lottery. Two gorgeous women, taking turns sucking his cock! He was a good sport for Summer, he needed a nice treat as payment. 

We got out of our clothes and I had Summer lay on her tummy on the bed. I thought I would indulge Clint's foot fetish and give him a really lovely treat. 

"Doesn't Summer have pretty soles Captain?" I said to him, restoring his title of the previous fantasy role. 

"Get her soles nice and wet for me", I ordered, as I resurrecting my Dommey persona. 

Clint got a great view of his handiwork on Summer's ass, as he began to run his tongue along the length of her bare feet. 

When her soles were nice and slick looking, I asked Summer if she had ever given a footjob. 

She giggled and said no. I coached her into the right position. 

 "Use the creamy and delicate crevasses of your high arches Summer", I continued to coach her. 

"That's it babygirl! Gawd you look so hot, teasing him like that". I praised her as I began to flicker my pussy and clit. 

I re-joined them, telling Summer just to edge and tease now, as Clint looked as though he was ready to spew semen all over the place. Summer had been stroking at a fairly steady pace, jerking his cock off with her feet. I didn't want him cumming, not yet. 

We took his cock between both our soles, while Summer placed her spare foot on his mouth for him to lick. We kept him on edge in this manner for awhile, as Clint licked the pad of her foot and between her toes. 

The tables had turned quite nicely, with all the tease and denial and all the feet play. He was soon panting out desperately, in a familiar phrase to me, "please may I cum, Mistress?!"

"Don't you dare cum! You're going to lick my asshole, while you fuck your Flight Attendant, Captain", I ordered. 

Awww, he has it so bad! Hehe 

I pinned Summer down, reminding her that she was the "bottom", in this dynamic. She moaned loudly as Clint entered her, all the while his tongue was inside my asshole. 

I needed to cum so badly! I needed Summer's skilled tongue. 

I orchestrated a position change and settled in nicely onto Summer's lips, giving her a lovely view of my saliva-glistened, bottom-hole. 

Clint had to take a small break as he was begging to cum again. I had not allowed it yet. So he just remained erect inside Summer and tried not to thrust or move. 

She made me cum once, before I flipped around and rode her face to a second orgasm. 

Clint had done well to fight off the last impending orgasm and could now resume the fucking of Summer's hot little pussy. 

She made me orgasm onto her mouth again as Clint was crying out, "please Mistress, please may I cum?"

Summer and I finished up in 69 pose, with her tongue inside my pussy. I allowed Clint to finally orgasm and I kept my soft lips on Summer's swollen clit, as I could feel him pumping hot jizz inside her. 

Fuck this was a hot scene! I'm glad Clint agreed to be our "prop". I'm sure he wouldn't complain if I asked him to prop for us again. 

Summer and I went off to shower together, Clint went and showered also, after we had finished. He returned to find us in a tangle on the bed. 

"I hope I wasn't too hard on you kiddo?" He said in the most adorable, fatherly manner. 

"Kiddo!" OMG. 

How darling! Even I wanted to jump into his arms and call him Daddy now!

Summer got up and hugged Clint, kissed him on the cheek and did a cute little pose. 

"Not at all Captain", she cooed. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Monday Maintenance Spanking