Slave Sisters

Continued from: Only if it's ok with Daddy

A post from Sarah Jane

I guess if two people are calling someone "Daddy", logic would suggest that makes them sisters, or step-sisters. I came to learn that in the BDSM world, there is also such a thing as slave-sisters or collar-sisters. 

As I described in my last post, Mistress Andrea and my Daddy Dom were discussing a playdate between Summer and I. I had only just met Summer and she seemed way too excited about this prospective playdate. I guess she's done stuff like this before, with others? Was I missing something? I wasn't overly stoked about the idea of sharing my Daddy with someone else.  

Daddy promised me however, this playdate would earn me the remaining gold stars I needed for my progress chart, to be promoted away from all this pink, the bows and the ruffles and the smell of baby powder. 

Daddy put me into something very cute and skimpy, look at the bum of my little panties!

Upstairs in their bedroom, Mistress and Summer were having a similar briefing before this playdate kicked off. 

"Are you sure it's ok to call him Daddy?" Summer asked of her wife, otherwise known as Mistress Andrea to me. 

"And the shirt? You're sure it's ok?" Summer continued, sounding unsure of what my reaction might be to her choice of attire. 

Luckily for her, Mistress Andrea already sat me down, long before this playdate, and explained the rules of engagement. Daddy wouldn't be fucking Summer, she wouldn't be fucking him. She explained that Summer's presence is to amplify my scene and my experience. She would be serving like a prop for Daddy and I. 

Well...let me tell you she ended up becoming much more than just a prop! When it was all over, I was promoted in rank and Summer and I adored each other.

Here's how it all started. 

Mistress Andrea was meeting a friend for a prospective job at the Facility. Apparently this girl is named Vanessa and was in their wedding party or something? I also think she works with Summer and I heard a lot of talk about feet, high heels and nylons and some sort of nexus to money being made. 

*shrug* I dunno?? I guess I'm still too little and silly to understand "big-girl" things. 

In any event, the scene started with Mistress dropping Summer off at the facility and declaring she was going on a date. Because of this, Summer needed a "Daddy" to babysit her and dropped her off so Summer and I could have a playdate. 

Mistress looked gorgeous as usual. Summer was all hyper and bubbly and Russell, "Daddy", just had a very calm and chill vibe about him. 

Daddy took us to his office and we both had a seat. Summer and I started giggling when we saw the timeless game on the table in front of us. I guess this was a good icebreaker, well done Daddy! 

It wasn't lost on me that also on the table, was a punishment paddle and a vicious-looking wooden hairbrush. Maybe this would be Twister with a twist? Like if we spin a red, our butts end up red? 

This is what was rushing through my mind as we sat there and made small talk. I had butterflies in my tummy and I actually wanted to play a game of spanking Twister now! I had this burning desire to see Summer get a spanking. Maybe it was a little bit of jealously, about having to share Daddy, or maybe I just wanted to see her gorgeous butt get thrashed. I heard she was a figure-skater back in the day, hence the little bit of extra juicy, that fills out her skirts and pants. 

Not knowing what to expect really, Daddy asked us to start a game. Of course Summer took the initiative to deploy the rest of the game and mat, and took a few practice spins. 

I started to lighten up and my nerves subsided. She was quite cute actually, with her little accent and her bouncy pigtails. I was definitely warming up to her.  

When she tried to get her hands and feet onto the colours she spun, I also noticed she wasn't wearing any panties. Naughty girl! 

Daddy encouraged us to keep spinning and eventually I got into it and started playing with Summer. 

We tangled around each other's bodies, we spun, we giggled, we fell onto each other. We both starting plotting against Daddy and deliberately began to tease him and be slutty as he tried to keep his cool from behind the desk. 

I think at one point, Summer's gorgeous looking ass, barely covered by her little mini skirt, was hovering directly over my nose and mouth. 

This teasing and frolicking with each other eventually got Summer and I rewarded with Daddy's big cock! He came to join us, naked from the waist down and sporting a lovely, turgid erection. 

"Oh Daddy it's so big!" Summer blurted out. 

I followed suit and embraced my role as well. 

"Daddy is THAT for us?" I cutely purred. 

My new slave-sister and I began to give Daddy a good show, French kissing each other from our knees and working the flanks of his cock. I had never been with a girl before, nor had a sexual experience with a girl. My gawd when Summer kissed me I felt electricity spider across my entrie body and culminate in between my legs. 

We took turns sucking Daddy's cock while he gently cooed to us and stroked our hair, calling us "good girls". 

Summer used her little hand to manually masturbate Daddy until he came directly into my mouth. I loved how his hot jizz felt, sliding down the back of my throat. 

Summer squealed out with a playfully disapproving, "Dadddddddyyyyy!" 

We all retired to the kitchen for some water and fruit and Summer and I cutely sat on our bums on the floor. We continued to play with real toys and games actually, not sex toys. 

It didn't take long before Summer had Daddy pushed back into a seated position on the couch and was undoing his shorts. I was jealous for about two seconds until I realized she actually was performing the role of prop for me, in the lovely scene that was continuing to play out. 

She was fluffing Daddy's penis nice and hard, just for ME!

She was sweet enough to continue with the Twister theme and create a little bridge pose on the floor, so Daddy could bend me over Summer's back and fuck me from behind. 

When we transitioned back too the couch I got to ride Daddy's cock, reverse cowgirl, while Summer licked my clit. *Groaaaaaan! My gawd that was hot. I came so fucking hard onto Daddy's cock and clenched and squeezed him with my pussy. 

Since Daddy already came into my mouth he had a little more longevity and sexual stamina this time. He was composing himself quite well so the awesome sex could last longer. Then...it finally happened. I licked my first pussy! 

Daddy fucked me and let me masturbate my clit, as I felt Summer guiding my head down between her legs. I licked her beautiful cunt like I had been a lesbian for years! We all came at the same time!! It was so fucking amazing. 

I definitely have new appreciation for having a slave-sister! That was some of the best sex and most intense orgasms I have ever had. 

Just like a little girl-guide with a sash, I had earned a new badge. The "licking a gorgeous pussy badge", which ultimately led to my final gold star of this stage and got me promoted in rank! 

Daddy must feel like a bit of a Rockstar right now too, for Mistress Andrea's generous contribution of her wife, to our dynamic. Maybe Mistress will let her play with us again? 

Meanwhile, around the front of the house. Mistress was just getting home from her "date" that wasn't suppose to be a date, it was apparently a "meeting". 

It appears as though things went well with Vanessa...

Sarah Jane 

Recently promoted to junior schoolgirl 🎀

xoxo

Continued in: Sarah's Junior School

 

Only if it's ok with Daddy

Continued from: Sexual Aggression

A story from slave sarah 

Hi everyone. It's sarah. Mistress Andrea has set me up in her office once again and has asked me to post about what's been happening for the last few weeks at her Facility. 

If you remember back to my last post called Age Progression, Russell officially became my "Daddy" Dom and I became his "little", complete with diapers and pacifier gags. I can only say with all honesty, it's been dreadfully humiliating for me, but there is a certain level of comfort and care that comes along with it...it's difficult to explain. 

Most days of the week I report to the Facility after work where that young Cassandra girl, rids me of my normal clothes and helps me dress and do my make-up the way Daddy want's me. I always look so little and ridiculous, dripping with bows and ruffles and satin. I'm ashamed to admit however, that the humiliation gets me dripping in other ways too. It's involuntary and I can't help but feel a rush to my princess parts, when Cassie puts me in ruffled ankle socks and Mary Janes.

On weekends I am typically checked-in to the Facility Friday night and I am not released until late Sunday. I spend time locked in my frilly pink cell, between play and training scenes with Daddy and I have been earning plenty of gold stars on my progression chart.  

There have been a few demerits earned, which usually means I get Daddy's belt right on the spot, draped over his knee with my bum bare, regardless of who is around to see or hear. 

"Sarah Jane, go fetch Daddy's belt and meet me in the living room," is what I recall him saying to me. He and everyone else at the Facility call me by my first and middle name now, when I am in trouble. It definitely stirs the butterflies in the pit of my stomach when I hear that and know I'm in for it!

I then have to do the walk of shame to the spare bedroom, also known as "Daddy's room", and retrieve his well-worn belt from the hook it hangs on the back of the door. 

I sheepishly shuffle into the living room with it, doubled-over in my hands. Once again, regardless of who else is present, my panties are hiked down to my ankles and I am strapped, over Daddy's knee. I end up sobbing in the timeout corner of the living room for about 25 minutes, then I have to put a sad-face sticker 😢 on my progress chart. 

But my gold stars certainly outweigh the demerits I have earned. I hope to have enough to be promoted soon and get the hell out of these crinkly diapers and ruffled diaper covers I am often made to wear. 

When Daddy has me lay on my back and changes me, right in the living room, I want to crawl under the floor and die of embarrassment. 

This happened to be one of the first times I met Mistress Andrea's wife actually. I feel sick to my stomach even now, typing about this humiliation. 

I was on the living room floor with my legs in the air. ME! A grown woman...being powdered and diapered by Daddy when the two of them walked in. 

Daddy led me by the hand to meet Summer for the first time and I could barely look at her I was so ashamed. 

I found her to be very sweet and bubbly. Even though I was on the verge of tears, she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. 

I remember her whispering something into my ear to the effect of, "don't be embarrassed Sarah Jane, I know what crinkly diapers feel like too." 

I think Mistress Andrea overheard. She was sitting on the couch with Daddy. She suddenly turned to him and said, "Russ, maybe we could get these two together for a playdate?" 

"A playdate!!" Summer squealed out loud!

Then I watched this little thing, still in her work uniform; I guess she's a flight attendant or something, run over and jump into her wife's arms like a child and begin to call her "Mommy". 

"Mommy, can we, can we?" She repeated out loud while bouncing up and down in Mistress' arms. 

Daddy and I watched on. Daddy actually started chuckling at Summer's behaviour but I was still paralyzed with humiliation. 

"Only if it's ok with Sarah's Daddy." I heard Mistress say. 

Well...that was a week ago and I have since been promoted. I earned enough gold stars on my progress chart that as I sit here and type this, I am no longer sitting on the padded crinkle of a pink diaper. 

Rather, Daddy has me in a cute plaid jumper and knee socks with proper school knickers. 

How did I earn enough gold stars to be promoted you ask? 

I'll have to post about the playdate with Summer, if Mistress and Daddy allow it. Then it will become abundantly clear. 

Sarah Jane ; ) 

xoxo

Continued in: Slave Sisters

Sexual Aggression

Continued from: Working from Home

Do you ever get that insatiable desire to just fuck the living shit outta someone? On their consent of course...hehe. 

Ohhh my word I was ravenous today! 

My beautiful wife Summer was absolutely in for it! We were about to have the house to ourselves and my sights were set directly on her as my victim. 

Spending the afternoon on an outcall session with Hunter and Carley had gotten me all fired up. Dominating a couple was so empowering! I felt like a complete Goddess. Sure, Carley was "forced" to go down on me and made me cum, right in front of her chaste husband, but that only fueled my sexual aggression even more. 

I had Hunter dressed like a schoolgirl from the waist down. In between their zoom meetings of the day they booked me for a "visit". Carley ate my pussy while I sat on her husband's lap, grinding my ass crack into his chastity cage that I could feel from beneath his skirt and panties. 

Hunter was sent to stand in the corner while Carley continued to work away with her tongue, gently cooling me down after I had cum onto her pouty lips. Cool me down she did not. Not even close. I pulled out my phone while her face was still buried in my snatch and I text Summer. 

I mixed in the "sweetie xoxo" so she knew I wasn't irate with her, and that she was about to enter a bdsm scene. 

"Slut, Summer, sweetie..." A rose by any other name would smell as sweet...

Summer has the proper "upper floor" uniform, worn by the sex slaves of my Facility. She knew how to prepare herself for the order I gave, complete with a high-pony and collar. 

After I got myself dolled up for fun, this is how I found my sexy wife, waiting like a good girl and breathing heavily. 

I slowly and methodically clicked toward her, watching her goosebumps raise with each of my heel clicks. I moved into her field of view and listened to her gasp, then moan out loud. I guess she liked my choice of outfit. 

"Good afternoon Mistress," she squeaked out. 

"Get your FUCKING eyes lowered in my presence slut!" I barked at her. 

"Go to our room and select a whip," I followed up with. 

She hung her head and shuffled off down the hall like a scolded child. 

Summer returned with a heart-tipped crop and knelt at my feet, this time, remembering to keep her head bowed. 

"That's better young lady," I purred to her. 

The heart whip lets her know I love her, when she does a mirror / bum check later this evening. 

Beautiful isn't it? 

A good whipping usually makes Summer's tongue extra eager for me! This afternoon was no exception. 

She treated me to a lovely orgasm from her knees, before I got the strap-on and renewed my original mission statement of fucking the shit outta someone today.

Oh boy did I ever give her a good rogering. 

We did some pussy-to-mouth behind the bar, so she could taste her delicious cunt and appreciate, as I do, just how yummy she is. 

I kissed her passionately so she could transfer some of her own pussy-flavour off her own lips and onto mine. Fuck that was hot!

I clicked a leash onto her collar and made her crawl, hands and knees over to the pool table, where I continued to give her a good seeing to!

With each thrust of my strap-on and each yelp and groan from Summer, my sexual aggression was slowly beginning to disperse. I was fucking it all away. 

We tangled in front of the fire and let the vanilla world naturally creep back in. 

"What got in to you today!? That was amazing!" Summer jokingly blurted out. 

She knew about my outcall session with the couple, but I didn't want to let-on that Carley's married but lezzy little tongue got me all hot and bothered.  

"Not sure Sweetie, moon phase maybe?" I seductively hissed. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

 

Continued in: Only if it's ok with Daddy

She was a Sk8er Girl

Continued from: Chastity Belts or a Spanking?

Summer and I were embraced in a lovely tangle on the bed, just coming down from a medium-heavy scene in our room. For reasons we don't need to get into, I had to punish her with a whipping of her bare asshole. 

Punishments in my household generally fit the crime. If Summer was caught with a run in her hose or stockings, she would be given a spanking followed by her bare soles being punished. Matters relating to her princess parts, result in a spanking then a punishment of the area in need of correction. In this case, unfortunately for her, it was her poor little bottom hole. 

All however, was forgiven...and we returned to giggles and pillow talks as we always do. 

For some reason we got talking about celebrities. Out of pure curiosity I asked her if she had a BDSM celebrity crush. More specifically, if she was going to administer a punishment spanking to a bratty celebrity, who would it be.

Without hesitation and in her adorable French accent, she replied: 

"Avril Lavigne"...

I giggled a little bit before commenting. 

"Like the skater girl?" 

We talked about it further and teased and tangled each other until Summer drifted off to sleep. I was still wide awake so I did some quiet internetting beside her. 

Avril...a small-town Canadian girl. That earned her points with me already! She bears the look of an out-of-control, bitchy and petulant teen who in the height of her popularity, looked like she would smell of weed and Doritos. 

I can see why Summer would choose to spank her. She definitely has that "in need of an attitude adjustment" look about her. Apparently this is what Summer was exactly like, in her younger years. Baggy jeans, wallet chain, skater shoes and a piss-poor attitude. 

Now it all makes sense, yes! Summer wants to punish the teen version of herself! She's projecting. She wants what she only wished she could have received when she was younger. 

As I looked a little deeper on the interwebs, when you peel away the layers of early 2000's, leftover from the grunge movement of the 90s, Avril is undeniably beautiful. 

Despite Avril's natural gorgeousness, I think Summer's fantasy involves disciplining the wild and bitchy teen-Avril of 2002. Not this stunner depicted above. 

Maybe Summer is in the role of Step-Mother, or Big Sister? She returns home from a long flight and sees this hot-mess, passed out in the den. The room smells of stale beer, bong resin and Pringles.

Summer tries to snap her out of it and get her life back on track. 

(Avril was actually ON the right track in this period of time. She went platinum seven times).

She makes her go select an implement to be punished with. A shameful exercise in humility for our beautiful skater girl. 

Should we go through with it and indulge in Summer's fantasy? Who wants to see Avril Lavigne receive an OTK spanking? I'm sure it won't end with just a spanking either *blush, if I know my Summer.  

A special thank you to someone named BlueSky from the Sims, custom content community, who created the avatar for young Miss Lavigne. 

Pretty good huh? 

Gotta love talented people and talented artists. 

Unfortunately the below doesn't quite look as clean as the above two images. But once Summer gets down to business and invites her to the Facility, it's pretty damn close. 

Maybe...to be continued...if someone wants to see Avril get spanked and we’ll try to figure out what emo, grunge sex entails?? *shrug

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Two days a captive