Les Misérables

Continued from: Dream Team

Remember Remy, everyone? The sissy schoolgirl from France. Well he's back to finish off his experience with my real girls. This is Remy’s current predicament, in  the presence of my three minions, with his little penis safe and secure within the confines of a chastity cage. 

The room fell silent as Remy walked into the classroom, his Mary Jane heels clicking on the linoleum floor. All around him, he saw gorgeous women - tall, curvy, confident - dressed identically to him. 

Each one seemed to radiate an air of superiority that made him shrink even further into himself. When Mistress Andrea called on him to introduce himself, he stuttered out his sissy name of, Lena, with his eyes glued to the floor in front of him. 

"And what brings you to our all-girls institution, Remy?" she asked sweetly. 

Remy's face flamed with embarrassment as he mumbled something about wanting to learn how to be a girl. Mistress Andrea's eyebrow arched at his answer, clearly unimpressed. "Is that so?" she purred, circling him like a shark. "Well then, let's start with a demonstration. Show the real girls your chastity cage, dear." 

With a sinking feeling in his stomach, Remy reached down to lower his panties and lift the hem of his skirt, exposing the baby pink cage that encased his tiny penis. Laughter erupted from the other women as they pointed and jeered, some of them even pulling out their phones to snap pictures. 

Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, but he didn't dare cry - not here, not like this. Instead, he stood there, frozen as Mistress Andrea continued to berate him, her words cutting deeper than any knife ever could. "Look at this pathetic excuse for a man! This is what happens ladies, when you enjoy dressing up as a naughty little schoolgirl."

Remy suddenly noticed that all the desks were equipped with a large, realistic and veiny dildos, standing at attention before the other women in the room. 

As the lesson began, Remy couldn't help but stare at the monstrous cock affixed to his own desk. His heart raced as Mistress Andrea announced that today's lesson would be focused on manual and oral pleasures. The girls all giggled, but Remy's poor face was white with embarrassment. Over the next hour, Summer, Nancy and Carley all helped their new sissy classmate to jerk off the dildo with his hands and how to use his mouth and tongue to explore its length and girth. 

When it came time for Remy to demonstrate what he'd learned, he found himself paralyzed with fear. The thought of kneeling before these beautiful women, opening his mouth wide and taking that massive dildo inside...it was too much. He shook his head, muttering a feeble protest. But Mistress Andrea wouldn't hear of it. Grabbing him roughly by the arm, she dragged him to the front of the class, positioning him on his knees. 

"You will learn to be a girl, little sissy," she growled, raising a wicked paddle high above her head. 

The crack of wood meeting flesh echoed through the classroom as Andrea brought the paddle down hard on Remy's exposed bottom. He squealed like a little girl, his body jolting forward with each strike. The women watched eagerly, some even cheering her on as she continued the brutal paddling. By the time she was finished, his pale skin was a deep crimson colour, dotted with angry white splotches and bruises. 

Sobbing openly, Remy finally obeyed and began to suck the large dildo while the girls cheered and called him names. 

 

When his humiliation had reached its apex, Remy was escorted to the Principal's office by Mistress Andrea. Her stern grip on his upper arm led him down the hallway, passing curious glances from other teachers and students. He wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole and disappear. The door swung open, revealing a well-lit room filled with the scent of old books and leather. Principal Jones sat behind his mahogany desk, a cruel smile playing across his face as he took in Remy's sissy appearance. 

He gestured towards the corner of the room and told him how to position his feet and arms. 

Tears streamed down Remy's face as he was now alone in the office with this strange man. The sound of a zipper sounded like a chainsaw in the quiet room, followed by the wet, rhythmic slapping of a palm against an engorged penis. The Principal was masturbating at his desk, while admiring the view of Remy in the timeout corner. 

Remy was pulled from the corner by the cruel Principal, his eyes downcast as he tried to process the situation. Never in his wildest nightmares had he imaged himself in this position - kneeling before another man, his own tiny caged penis a mockery of masculinity compared to the impressive cock before him. 

"Take it in your hand, girl," the Principal ordered, smirking at the look of revulsion on Remy's face. Slowly, trembling, Remy reached out and wrapped his fingers around the warm, velvety length, trying not to cry as he began to stroke it tentatively. 

Eventually Principal Jones leaned back on the desk and spread his legs wider. "Now, sissy," he purred, "I want you to put that pretty mouth of yours to work." 

Swallowing hard, Remy leaned forward, the tip of the Principal's cock brushing against his lips. He closed his eyes, steeling himself for the worst. 

But then, the strangest thing happened: instead of feeling repulsed, he felt...excited? Desperate? Hungry for more cock? He didn't know why, but suddenly all he wanted was to please this powerful man, as he could feel his penis growing hard inside his mouth. 

In a moment of pure desperation, Remy looked up at Principal Jones, tears pooling in his eyes. "Please Sir," he begged, his voice cracking with need. "Please fuck me like a girl." The words left his mouth before he even realized what he was saying, but once they were out there, there was no turning back. 

Beneath the harsh fluorescent lights of the Principal's office, Remy was bent over a counter, his plaid skirt lifted and his panties pulled down to his ankles. The sounds of feminine laughter and excited whispers filled his ears, as the real girls entered the room to watch him be claimed by this dominant male figure. Each time Principal Jones thrust deep into his tight, unwilling hole, the pink chastity cage would rattle and slap about between his thighs, reminding him of his status as a "man". 

He could feel the head of the Principal's cock hit his prostate, sending sparks of pleasure to his growing penis, only to be snuffed out by the rigid cage that kept it limp and lifeless. 

Carley, of all people, who was watching the fucking intently, cried out in encouragement, driving the other girls into a fit of laughter and excitement. "Cum inside him!" she yelled it again. The heat of Remy's embarrassment flooded his face as he felt the Principal begin to tense-up, and then, with one final thrust, he released himself deep into Remy's asshole. The sensation of hot jizz filling him up was indescribable - both humiliating and thrilling at the same time. 

As he pulled out, leaving Remy gasping and trembling on the desk, the girls erupted into applause, their voices ringing in his ears like a symphony of sissy shame.  

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Thank you to the real Remy for his collaboration and content on this one. He ended up messing around with his own face and an AI image generator to create the following. This is how Remy actually dresses, behind closed doors, when he is Lena - the chaste sissy gurl. Please enjoy:

 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Dream Team

Continued from: The Tears of the Sissies will Water the Meadows of France

The day had arrived for Remy, the sissy boy from France, to join the girls and I for his fantasy session. I would be playing the role of the strict Schoolmarm. 

(Not sure what I'm doing with my hands in this one)

I arranged for one of my older, male, slightly creepy clients to play the role of the leering Principal in this all-girls school. Then, as I stated in the previous post, I put together my dream team of fellow students. Beautiful women who would like nothing more than to tease, humiliate and belittle poor Remy, as the new foreign exchange student. 

Check out my dream team: 

We have Summer.

The bubbly best friend who's skirt is not regulation length, just to drive the boys mental. 

Nancy. 

The more mature, senior schoolgirl who is the leader of this group and close assistant to the teacher. "Assistant" could be synonymous with tattle-tale. 

Finally, the new girl, Carley. 

The goth-girl, maybe the wild-child, believed to be unpredictable. This will be her first playdate at my Facility so I'm not sure what this little pixie is gonna do. She does look great in her uniform though. I can't wait to see what this little sniper is capable of.  

There was absolutely no fuckin' around when this French wiener arrived. I booked him in personally, dressed in my role and wielding a cane. He was booked in through the cellblock area so he could truly appreciate his impending peril. Every stich of his clothing was removed, right down to the little pink, clit cage that he wore to his session. 

This was my view as I towered over him. He was completely hairless below the eyebrows, he lacked muscle tone for a man, and his pathetic little thingy looked like so: 

Ick! We need to get that little clit hidden beneath some panties, forthwith! I seized control of the keys to his little clit cage and locked them away with his boring, boy clothes. 

When Remy originally booked this multi-day session, he wanted to be dressed like the other girls. But just to make things worse for him, I didn't do a full transformation with makeup or a wig. I wanted him to still look male, just to humiliate him further, in the presence of my beautiful girls. 

Appearing outwardly male for day one was my rule, but dressed like a schoolgirl. He will have to show me that he truly wants to be a girl. He will need to behave like one, sit like one and learn how to please men like one, before I'll continue his transformation beyond his mere attire alone. 

Which outfit should we go with? I had three options that fit him. 

Option A:

(Not a huge fan of the shorts, but you can see his locked up little clit-bulge in the front)

Option B:

(It's important that he be in high heels, as he clicks around the classroom)

Option C:

(Look how ridiculous he is, dressed like that!)

Once I get him dressed, he will feel sick to his stomach with humiliation. Then I'll finally present him before the girls and tell him to introduce himself as Lena, his sissy name. 

Poor Lena is going to be in for a long few days! She's already crying and I haven't even caned her yet. 

Stay tuned. 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: Les Misérables

 

The Tears of the Sissies will Water the Meadows of France

Continued from: Gamer Mode

Hello everyone. I have to take a quick detour from my exploration of newly discovered animations within the Sims. I received a fan request, for a personalized series. I'd like you all to welcome Remy. He is an adult male from France. 

Obviously under consent, he wished his own likeness to be posted for all to see, to shame and humiliate him even more than his outfit would suggest. 

As you can see, Remy is a sissy schoolgirl. His plaid skirt is lifted and panties lowered, to expose a tiny pink chastity cage, housing an even tinier little clitty between his legs. This is the style of dress he prefers to be in, rather than his boring male clothes. 

Look at the two little dimples on his back, just like a girl! It's called "Britney Spears back", Remy. And all the men enjoy seeing these little dimples, when they take you from behind. Very visually delightful and feminine in the timeout corner too!

From his pigtails to his knee socks, it looks like he has everything, with the exception of Mary Jane heels. He will remedy this very soon.

After my last post, Remy left me a comment on the blog that read: 

Hello Mistress.
I am a sissy slave schoolgirl from France who wears a chastity cage.
Could I become a character in your stories please
I would like to be enrolled in your school for girls and be required to wear the same uniform as the other students
I would follow the same training as the other girls and I would also be punished

I think we can accommodate this request. Maybe a little foreign exchange student program for him, but the only option available is an all girls school?

I need to first put together the perfect team of minions to ensure he has the "proper" experience during his time with us. 

Nancy Landgraab, remember sweet Nancy, the oldest of my clients? Perhaps she could provide a more "senior girl", maternal and caring approach to Remy's time with us, while holding the authority to discipline him also, like the den mother of the group? 

We now have an AI version of Nancy. What do you think...pretty close? 

And I know she can pull off the schoolgirl look. I have spanked her over my knee many times while she's dressed like this: 

My wife, Summer! Obviously. She's from Paris. We totally need her to be involved, so she and Remy can conspire, commiserate and giggle in their native language, behind the teacher's back. 

We all know that she can rock the schoolgirl look too! 

Then, we need a wildcard in the mix. Someone who could go completely off script and just do whatever. Usually this role is filled by Cassandra, the wildest of them all, but alas, Cassie is unavailable for Remy's visit. 

Maybe that Carley girl? Remember her? That mousey, tattooed little thing? If her Dominant, Robby, lets her, then perhaps she could come play with us? I'm pretty sure she would have a gothy, schoolgirl uniform in her wardrobe somewhere. 

Robby will have to let us know if Carley can come by for a playdate. 

As for you, Remy, it would appear the stage is set for some deep humiliation, severe discipline and continued denial. You can expect your submissive stay with the girls and I to be absolutely miserable!

How do you put it, Les Misérables?

Mark my words, the tears of the sissy will water the meadows of France!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo  

Continued in: Dream Team

 

Gamer Mode

Continued from: Tattoos and Tongues

I'm not sure what more to say than simply, I'm not a gamer...and I feel like a sucker. (not that kind!)

(That’s me below, as like a call of duty, gamer version of me)

I am sort-of tech savvy and as you all know, I have been enjoying my creations and "art" over the past two years, on this blog, as I try to illustrate and animate the Sims to do very naughty things with each other. 

In order to do this, I have always just staged or "forced" interactions with the characters in various settings, my character, Summer, Bella and all the rest. After all this time, I just learned the other day that there is a full-blown, BDSM, game mode. 

*Sigh*

For anyone who plays the Sims, this essentially means you can play it as your normally would, but with a BDSM sex slave that you are required to train and condition. I guess I didn't read the fine print years ago, when I started to download mods from this person calling their brand, "Kritical".

I thought I was simply getting dungeon furniture and objects that Kritical made to then use in my own Sims world. Like so: 

Or like so: 

Again, little did I know, was that Kritical not only created the BDSM items to use, but also, an entire mini-game of immersive interactions associated to "owning" a submissive. Like you actually have to work at it to unlock different layers of things you can do with them. 

So...I suppose I had to try it...on Summer first. I literally had to buy Summer in a slave auction that I will explain later, but after some muddling around with this new style of gameplay, I bid on and won my own wife, Summer. Haha. 

I asked the A.I. what it thought about this scene too. Hmm...kinda, I guess. 

Then it started to get a little more focused. It will frequently input like gibberish in the backgrounds of these images. I've seen it on chalkboards in some of the school scenes.  

Okay, okay...now you're getting it. How humiliating for my poor baby! Just objectified and vulnerable, sold off to the highest bidder. 

I stopped trying at this one, which wasn't perfect but close. 

Back to the gameplay. 

At some point the Sim's mood will change to sheepish, almost embarrassed looking and the popup with appear: 

When this happens, my character can't play with her or have sex with her or do much of anything else, until I address this and punish her. What a cute feature! Once I click on her and impose said punishment, she shrugs and stomps her feet and has a little hissy fit and twists her face into a pain-fearing scowl. Also cute. She's acting out!  

Then, my window of options pops open and at this early point in our Kritical relationship, I only had two options available. I think you can expand to more as our D/s progresses. Anyway, I could give her a lifted up spanking or a golden shower it said. *shurg*

I was surprised about this new and adorable animation that was never available to me before. They call it stand & carry & spank. And I love it!

Lifted right off her feet and held under my arm like a rag doll. Her vulnerable legs dangling and head down. What a cute animation for naughty little girl like Summer! 

It reminds me of this one, that I've used before to represent a good belting from "Daddy" in a similar state of vulnerability:

It looks like I'm going to have some new positions and content. New animations to use in the future, now that I discovered this Kritical thing, that was right under my nose all along.

Second option to punish Summer was a golden shower, something she and I have never participated in before. 

I thought a golden shower was to be peed on. This looks like I'm peeing directly into her mouth and the assumption would be that she's consuming my urine?...I guess...

Not really my thing...

Hopefully my golden liquid doesn't do anything to the electric shock collar that she is wearing. Also something I will explain later. 

Summer is too adorable to pee on or in. How could you pee on this? 

Next time I'll write about how this whole auction thing goes down and the shock collar function. It's quite something. 

In the meantime, I'll continue to explore all these new options and animations that are now available to me and how I can use them to bring a better product to all of you. ;) 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: The Tears of the Sissies will Water the Meadows of France