Major Renovations: Heavenly Hash Space

Continued from: Major Renovations: Vanilla Space

Alright, lets jump right into the new an improved Facility and some of the new features available for our lovely clients. 

If you've followed our blog you'll know that we like to provide people with very immersive experiences, ranging from childhood spankings at the Farmhouse to a feet and hosiery wonderland of scents and textures. 

How do we bring Summer and her cabin-crew nylons, right to the client? 

I designed her a simulated plane fuselage and cabin! Haha 

How cute is this!? 

Clients may now experience their most interactive flight attendant fantasies yet. 

There is enough room in the seats to be taken across Summer's strict lap for being an unruly passenger. There is enough room in the aisle to be stripped and splayed out, as Summer describes how damp her nylons have become, having been in her hot high heels during a transatlantic flight. 

After your session, as always, you may leave with a souvenir from Summer. Socks, hose, stockings and even her high heels are available for sale, but at a hefty price. 

This should be a fun space for Summer and Vanessa to do some great work and some great photo shoots. 

Will we still have an authentic classroom with school desks and a chalkboard? Absolutely. And don't forget the Principal's office where the canes and paddles are kept. 

For the sissy gurls, age players and fans of mdlg and ddlg, we still have you covered with an explosion of pink and ruffles. 

If you'd like to be wrapped in the crinkly comfort of a diaper, we have an adult change table and crib all ready for you in the nursery. 

If colouring books and stuffies are more suitable for your level of regression, we have a playroom to accommodate. 

And everything in between for Mommy's little princes and princesses. 

By special request, we have fully installed the courtroom in the main floor of The Facility, complete with a Probation Office.

You might stand accused of masturbating, fornication or sodomy, and will be provided the right to plead guilty to the charge, in hopes of leniency, or plead not guilty and have a trial. Spankings, the spanking machine, whippings, public humiliation and periods of incarceration, will be the majority of the sentences handed down. 

A newly added feature upon request of a reader, is the Probation office. 

After you have received your punishment publicly and your vanilla clothing has been returned, you may be required to serve a term of probation. For males, this will likely involve a period of chastity with your penis locked in a device. For females, maybe having to return to The Facility on a monthly basis for a little while, to be sexually humiliated, shamed or objectified in some way? 

Whatever the case may be, you do NOT want to be sentenced to probation also!

In the basement, we still have the pony stables for Bella and Sarah Jane, so they can prance for me with tail-plugs up their asses and bells jingling from their nipples. Also in the basement would be the sex dungeon where the heavy stuff and the fucking machines are kept. 

One of my personal favourties, the woodshed! We still have this as an option too. 

What do you think, everyone? 

Please don't hesitate to reach out and suggest something you'd like to see or experience. We're here to make your fantasies come true, after all. 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo
 

Continued in: Medical Room?

Uniformity

Continued from: Is it Gay?

There had been quite a bit going on, leading up to the holidays, through the holidays, then Summer and I vacationing in France for a stint. In our absence, Cassandra let her wild-side shine through and had gone rogue. She was building a stable of sissy-slaves and doing God-knows-what to some other male clients of hers. I was feeling like I needed to right the vessel, restore some order and get back to the basics of what we do best at The Facility. 

"Good morning Mister! You're here for your spanking?" 

Could you imagine!!? The gut-twisting butterflies of being looked up and down by these women?

Some silly male, standing there fully naked in front of these four, covering his junk with his palms. His head would be lowered, occasionally glancing at their boots while feeling his face burn with embarrassment. The head-girl in all black, makes him choose which disciplinarian it will be for this session, herself included of course. They are equally strict, their scolding can reduce you to tears and each of them know exactly what you need.  

Uniformity. That's what I needed to restore at The Facility. Everything else would fall into place once order was regained through our high and tight conduct, professionalism, pride in one's appearance and attention to detail. No matter what language you speak, the appearance of uniformity is interpreted as authority. Once you walk through the doors of my Facility, you better believe that authority will be generously available.  

Summer was always at-the-ready to help with the clients. She brought along her bestie, Vanessa, or Goddess Vanessa as I like to call to her (major girl-crush of mine!). Cassandra...well...she needed a little more convincing to "get in line". 

Nothing that I couldn't handle though. She was definitely due, overdue even. A little too big for her britches as of late. 

I donned my very best, vintage "Mommy" look, dressed Cassandra like a little girl, and roasted her backside until she was sobbing uncontrollably. 

Tears, snot, mascara runs, and frantically trying to rub away the effects of my ebony hairbrush. Problem solved. Cassie was brought back under a bit more control. She told me a few days afterwards it was much needed.

With our new-found uniformity, working as a team and looking like a team, the girls and I got The Facility back on-track. Jan-March is a busy time of year for a Professional Disciplinarian. It's like my "tax season". Haha. Business was boomin'. 

Think about all the New Years resolutions, dry-Febs, new gym memberships and trendy diets. Many of my clients want my unique form of "extra motivation", to stick to their goals. Before long my Facility was once again buzzing with business. The sounds of straps and paddles meeting bare flesh could be heard behind the closed doors. Female voices cracking and crying out, "I'm sorry, Ma'am," and the bass of male voices bawling out "Mommy, nooooo!"

Domestic scenes, writing lines on a chalkboards, mouth soaping, office scenes, we did it all. 

Noses were once again in corners, right where they belong!

We were once again doing the world a service, for those strong enough to admit and seek-out what they know they need. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: 50 Shades of Red

 

  

 

Happy Locktober

Continued from: She-Devil

Ladies, I hope all of you dug out the cages the other day, from whence you keep them. Nightside tables, playrooms or in the kitchen drawer where the garlic press is kept. Or better yet, it's already on your partner's cock and never comes off. Maybe for Locktober you swap out for a tiny, little nub cage to celebrate the month? 

As I eluded to in my previous post, I was planning on starting Locktober for poor Russell, one day earlier, on the newly coined "she-devil night".

Summer was away on a multi-leg flight on September 30th so the timing was perfect. She knew what I was planning on doing with Russ, on the eve of Locktober. She giggled and called me something in French that sounded like maleficent...maybe malfaisante?

Which I think means evil woman. Moi? Evil? 

*blush* nawwww...

When Russell and I used to travel quite a bit, back in the day, we would dress up real nice and explore the local food scenes in these cities. I think it was at a lovely steakhouse in Minneapolis called Murray's, when I produced his very first chastity cage from my purse and handed it to him right across the table. 

Amidst the dim glow of candles and bustle of a busy steakhouse, I told him to go to the gentleman's room and to lock the device on his penis, then return to me with the key. 

The waiter who brought our tableside Chateaubriand, definitely noticed the key that was now on my necklace, proudly displayed. Russell blushed cutely and squirmed in his seat throughout the entire meal. He wanted the hell outta there! I think I ordered dessert then a Spanish coffee on top of that, just to prolong his torment even further. 

Back at the hotel that night, was the first time I dropped the line, "what are you going to do, to earn this key?"

His tongue had me clawing at the bedsheets for hours! He definitely earned his freedom that night. I unlocked him and we fucked until exhaustion and alcohol put us to sleep.

This is what I planned for the night of the 30th, for she-devil night. I invited him for dinner and simply messaged him: "Let's pretend we're back at Murray's. Do you remember, Minnesota?"

Russ was a complete gentleman as always. Pulling out my chair, standing if I got up, gazing across the table into my eyes. We even danced at one point. It was easy to fall in love with him again. It's a shame that he'll have to endure my cruelty and the wrath of this she-devil.

Just like Minnesota, all those years ago, I gave him a spanking when we got back to the hotel room after dinner. A bare naked, firm spanking with my hand and purse-brush, while I remained in my stunning dress, stockings and heels. No hotel this time, my bedroom would have to do!

After Russell's trip across my lap, I restrained him to the bed and slowly began to edge his cock. I was torturing the hell out of him, reminding him that for the next month, he won't even be able to get erect. 

I reminded him that a month in chastity, is the price he has to pay for fucking me, which he was about to do again. I started by enjoying his tongue while he was still restrained, first into my bum hole while I used a wand, then he licked my pussy to a second orgasm as I continued to ride his face. 

Russell fucked me good and hard, for as long as he could hold out before desperately begging me to cum. 

I kept saying no, and denying him orgasm, because it felt so good to be taken by him again. Eventually he was at the breaking point, shaking and trembling in his attempts to fight off the imminent eruption. 

His last orgasm for at least a month. I allowed it...he exploded into my pussy. 

I cleaned myself off his dick, giving him one final act of the comfort of my mouth, before it's replaced by steel, metal bars.

He whimpered as we both watched his turgid manhood begin to list and wilt before our eyes. Soon it was flaccid enough for me to mash into a cage and quickly get it locked up.

*click*

Perfection! I went with a medium-sized metal for Russell. 

Since he just came, his head wasn't into any of this anymore. I sent him on his way. His torment would begin on the 1st of October, when I illicited the help of my minions. 

Russell was in for a BIG surprise!

Happy Locktober everyone! 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Shell Game

 

 

 

When the Cat is Away...

Continued from: The Stable Master

It's true. I have been a bit absent from my wifely duties of late and consumed with all these side-quests that have been going on. 

Summer did a hall-pass night with Russell, because she needed some dick. Yet that whole sequence of events started because I wanted Summer's best friend, Vanessa, to take me in-hand for a night and make me her bitch. "Goddess" Vanessa, as I call her, did exactly that! She did not disappoint. 

Hall Passes

Next thing you know, we were all engaged in the punishment and spanking of Russell, with the help of two horny policewomen.

Good Cop, Bad Cop

Then Russell manhandled me for a night (upon my offer and request), in my old punishment kilt I used to wear when he would spank me. *Sigh* We're all over the map here, dear readers. I just hope you have been enjoying the ride. 

Old Flame

And if that wasn't a full dance-card in-itself, I started intensive pony training with Sarah Jane, down in the stables yesterday. She did well, I only had to whip her a few times, but my gawd was she ever humiliated. Sensory and emotional overload I guess. Her soaked pussy showed her hand though. Her wetness didn't tell any lies about her experience in the stables, poor thing.     

Back to School / Pony Training

So as the "cat" was away, I naturally assumed my mice would be playing. I had to search through the Facility for Summer and eventually found her, with Cassandra, in the Nursery / ABDL room.

Has anyone else ever walked-in on their 30-something year-old wife, with pigtails in her hair, wearing an adult baby dress with white tights to hold her crinkly diaper in place? 

When Summer and I have been apart for any period of time, she becomes very regressed and sucky, very needy and vulnerable. I guess in the absence of her "Mommy", she sought-out the next best thing, her favourite babysitter, Cassandra.

How adorable! Summer is over 10-years her senior, yet can find escape and find comfort, being dressed like a baby girl and being cradled in Cassie's lap. I stood in the doorway and just watched for awhile. Seeing my sweet Summer so content and peaceful was very heart-warming. 

"Playing house are we, girls?" I startled them both as I crept into the room and spoke. 

"Mommieeeeeeee!" Summer squealed out loud, before diving into my arms. 

"She fussed a little when I changed her...and she didn't eat much lunch, Ma'am", Cassie suddenly said to me. 

It was clear these two were deep into a scene and I didn't want to interfere. I just fanned the flames a little. 😈

"Sounds like you were a naughty girl for Cassie, hmm?" I hissed at Summer, who just pouted her bottom lip rather than responding. 

"How were you going to address this, Cassandra, before I walked in?” I asked. 

"I was going to give her a spanking then put her down for a nap, Ma’am," Cassie responded. 

I know these two better than that! They are usually a hot mess when they get together. I was smelling some withholding of information.

"Just a spanking and a nap huh? That's all?" I pried further.

Cassie looked a little sheepish but ended up spilling the beans. "Well...umm, no Ma'am. I was going to fuck her in the bum after I spank her, so she's all squishy back there when I put her new diaper on."

"Oh...well in that case...very well girls, carry on." I said with a smile to both of them. "Just do all this upstairs, I wanna watch." 

The two little voyeur vixens grabbed each other and giggled as I clicked out of the room. Like I said...I didn't want to interfere in their scene. Hehe...

A crinkly diaper under white tights, on an adult woman who is used to wearing pencil skirts and stilettos? Yes please! The dichotomy of that contrast alone is hot!

It doesn't bode well for spanking though. Too much padding and too much protection. 

Cassandra has been trained well. It didn't take long before she had Summer's beautiful little butt bare and red. She reddens up so nicely with her fair skin. My mouth was beginning to water as I watched my wife take the ultra-realistic strap-on into her mouth. 

Again, I wasn't there to interfere or become involved, "Mommy" was just supervising the babysitter. 

Ok, ok...maybe I got a little involved, and helped hold Summer steady, while Cassie fucked her ass, but that was it! This was their scene. I'm keeping my clothes on...

Sigh...

I'm a weak, weak woman! 

The cat is back! 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: The Cute Couple

 

Senior School

Continued from: "Big-Girl" Room

I watched from the reception desk as Russ led Sarah by the hand, into the main lobby. They weren't late for the first day of Senior School but the shit-eating grins they both had on their faces, confirmed what I thought I could hear from the basement this morning. 

I gave Sarah a disapproving judgey-face, just to embarrass her a bit. 

"It sounds like you're settling in to your new room quite well young lady?" I rhetorically asked. 

Sarah blushed and lowered her head, then meeped out a little, "yes Ma'am, thank you Ma'am". 

The walls and floors of the Facility are deliberately thin. If there are clients in the reception area waiting to be spanked, I want them to be able to hear the smacks and cries coming from the room they are on-deck to attend. 

It also means that when Sarah Jane was being fucked in her bedroom this morning, I could hear each of her grunts, moans and groans. I can't say I blame her though. Russ used to fuck me the same way, many years ago. He can be quite the swordsman when he wants to be. 

I broke the awkward silence and backed-off my glaring bitch-face. 

"Sarah, please take a seat and meet your classmates," I said cheerfully. 

"I believe you know Summer, the naughtiest of all the students," I joking introduced her. Summer giggled and Sarah began to lighten up too and cracked as smile. 

"The gorgeous woman to your right, her name is Isabella," I continued. "I think you three are going to get along just smashingly!"  

Summer got up and pulled Bella to her feet. She echoed my previous comment by saying, "you better believe she's gorgeous." Then I watched on, as Summer stuck her tongue into Bella's mouth.

I could see Sarah's face trying to process what she was seeing. She had a look of concern for the girls, like she was waiting for me to cane the daylights out of Summer and Bella.

Nope, not at Senior School. Yes, the girls sometimes need to be disciplined, shamed in the corner or made to write lines on the board, but this environment is much more lenient. The girls are taught and encouraged to be confident and in control, to be slutty and act like little cock-teases if there is a boy around.

Speaking of which, the elephant in the room... 

"Girls, the little beta-boy sitting across from you is named Tyler. He couldn't hack it at his all-boys school so he'll be joining the three of you at your girl's school." I explained. 

Tyler was a newer client of mine who had attended for a few consultations with me already. His interests include corporal punishment, humiliation and forced-fem. Well! He certainly came to the right place. We haven't started the forced cross-dressing with him yet though, I've only had his dicklette locked up for about two weeks. I need a solid 30-days in chastity before the forced-fem begins.

Bella and Summer moved in like sharks, circling him in their heels and teasing him relentlessly. I continued to watch Sarah absorbing all of this, absorbing and learning from her two she-devil peers who are already graduates of Senior School.  

I took Tyler into the change room to inspect his cock cage and get him dressed. Since he's still in a boys clothing stage right now, I made sure his outfit was vulnerable and silly. 

By virtue of his beta-male status, Tyler's "rank" is well below the status of the girls, even Sarah Jane who's new to the Senior School. He barely qualifies as a participant in the class. He is there to be humiliated and feel his little dick straining against the chastity device in the presence of real women. Tyler is aware that if he agrees to dress like the rest of the girls at my all-girls school, he will be invited to more actively participate.

I guess he's not quite there yet, he safe-worded me when I showed him the outfit I wanted him in. Another month or two in chastity, completely denied of orgasm should fix that. He'll be begging me for a plaid skirt and a bra with falsies. 

In any event, I made sure Tyler's desk faced the corner so he could only hear what was going on and he could be essentially ignored. 

This entire Senior School and scene was for the benefit of Sarah Jane, so once I got everyone settled I rang the bell and put Sarah to work right away. Her first class was on deepthroating. 

It must have been dreadfully humiliating for her to kneel and suck a dildo while Summer and Bella watched her and commented. Sarah Jane actually had some serious skills, I was impressed. She could take that cock so deep that her nose touched the wall and her chin touched the balls of the dildo. 

Summer squealed out in approval at one point:

"Did you see her DT that cock and lick the balls at he same time??! Holy shit!" 

Bella nodded and clapped in agreement. I must say, I was impressed too. Russell is a lucky man to have claimed this little sex doll!   

Poor Tyler snuck the odd glance and got to see Sarah gagging and sputtering all over the dildo, likely wondering how his penis ended up mashed into a metal cage, unable to get fully erect. 

At recess we all took a break. Tyler was allowed up from his desk. He must have thought he had some game left with the ladies or something. He tried to take a run at Summer and flirt with her, assuming she was just another kinky client and not my wife. 

Not a great idea Tyler...

I guess he missed her body language cues??! Haha...! What a wiener!! 

I gave Tyler a spanking on the bare, right in front of the three girls. Sarah's eyes lit up with excitement. I don't think she's ever seen or interacted with a male submissive before. 

Next, I stripped him down so Sarah could see his chastity cage. It was her first time seeing a locked-up penis and I'm glad she giggled out loud. Tyler's face went as beet red as his spanked ass. 

Summer and Bella, now sensing the vulnerability and weakness, went right for the throat and continued teasing poor Tyler who was still predominately naked.

The culmination of being spanked in front of the girls, his cock cage on display and now his enforced nudity, finally broke him. He began sobbing and red-worded out of the scene. 

Whatever...no refunds, he'll be back. I'm still his keyholder...

The session wasn't completely ruined. We did some more deepthroat training with Sarah Jane, before I took her back down to her room. I helped her out of her uniform and left her in her sexy over-the-knee socks and her heels. I know Russell likes that. 

"Wait for your 'Daddy' just like that sweetie, I'll send him down" I cooed to her. 

She responded with a "yes Ma'am". 

"Make sure to show Daddy what you practiced in class today huni," I encouraged. 

Sarah giggled and said "yes Ma'am", again. 

I locked her cell door and left her anxiously waiting for her "Daddy". 

I'm sure he'll be impressed today!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Deepthroating "Daddy"