I Need my Daddy

Continued from: So Much Penis!

A Sarah Jane story

Hi everyone, it's Sarah. Daddy went up to bed to play more Starfield and since I'm a bit of a nighthawk, I thought I would continue from where he left off. 

Even though I was somewhat eager to play with Eleve and learn more about her, I needed my Daddy! She knew this too. She watched me for hours at Mistress Andrea's party, taking down every cock in the room. She watched me swallow load after load of cum and finally, bore witness to my ultimate degradation, which involved me being fucked in all three of my slut-holes. 

You know the rest of the story. I ended up buying her during a simulated slave auction for dirt-cheap and I brought her home to Daddy as a present. Although at this moment, as I slipped into the bath, I didn't know where she was, when Daddy finally joined me tub-side.

"Where did you put Eleve, Daddy? Is she in my 'pink room'?" I asked him. 

"Ummm, actually no, huni. I offered but she wanted to spend the night in a locked cage." Daddy replied while shrugging his shoulders. 

We don't have a jail-cell area with sinks and toilets like Mistress Andrea's Facility has, but in the punishment room dedicated to the whipping of my pussy and asshole, we have a roomy, metal cage. Daddy usually puts me in this cage for about an hour before I am to be punished, so I can nervously anticipate what's coming. Spending the entire night in it though...I'm not too sure I could do that, especially if left alone. 

Daddy could see the concern in my face and chimed in. "We'll let her out for a pee in a bit, little one. She'll be fine in there until morning. Tonight, is all about Daddy and his little girl." 

That warmed my heart! Daddy spoke those words while combing my hair, as I played with the bubbles in my bath. The long brush-strokes and hot water embrace was making my eyes heavy. I could have fallen asleep right there. 

Daddy helped me from the tub and dried me off completely. He was being so tender and gentle with me. 

Then came some serious humiliation, as Daddy helped me into an extreme diaper pose so he could inspect my pussy and asshole. Gawd! This was so vulnerable.

He commented on how puffy and red my cunt lips were, from all the cock I had taken earlier that evening. He even mentioned that my asshole was gaping a bit, like winking at him, as Daddy described it. 

Fuck! I wanted to die from embarrassment!

"By the looks of things back here, you've taken enough cock for awhile, little one." Daddy said, as he gently wiped my princess parts with scented baby-wipes. Next came some cool and soothing lotion, on my cunt lips and asshole, followed by a crinkly diaper and some sockies. 

I felt very comforted and protected. I kissed Daddy's lips and told him how I felt, despite being an adult-woman who is diapered and coddled. "Thank you for caring for me Daddy, I love you."

"I love you too, Princess. Now come, tell me about the party and this Eleve girl." Daddy encouraged. He led me by the hand to my pink bedroom where he got me into a satin, printed diaper cover and matching top. We went downstairs to snuggle on the couch. 

I told Daddy everything. Every cock I sucked and all the penis that found its way inside of me. When I began to talk about buying Eleve, I spoke in a baby-voice and moved my body onto Daddy's lap. 

"She's YOUR present Daddy, but I'd love to have sex with her while you watch. Do you want to watch her bang me from behind?" I purred to Daddy. 

I started grinding my crinkle-covered crotch against Daddy's lap. I could feel him getting a huge hard-on, the more I spoke about performing sex acts with Eleve. 

I cooed to him in my baby-voice once again. 

"Daddy, you said I was done with cock for awhile. But can I have one more, before bed? Pretty please, Daddy?" 

I began to jerk him off from within his track-pants. Jesus, he was so hard!

Daddy let me play with his shrouded dick for awhile, before he finally told me to get him into my mouth. I was more than happy to have heard that. This is the ONLY cock that matters to me! 

With my great-big, padded, diaper butt in the air, I sucked Daddy like a pornstar, until he came into my mouth. It was such a yummy treat! 

I was so exhausted though, definitely ready for bed. As I sit here typing this with the taste of cum in my mouth, my pussy is oozing arousal into the absorbing liner of my diaper. Hopefully Daddy lets me orgasm when I come to bed.    

We checked on Eleve, who surprisingly, was still beyond content in her locked cage. 

Daddy and I released her briefly, so she could stretch and use the potty before bedtime. 

I helped her out of her heels, then her collar, just for safety, but the chastity belt stayed on. I provided Eve with blankie which she wrapped herself in, before crawling back into the cage as Daddy clicked the padlock shut. 

What a rollercoaster of a day! Holy shit. I'm sure tomorrow will be two-fold, when Daddy begins to direct Eve and I to play with each other.

For now however, I think I'm going to tiptoe into Daddy's room in just my sockies and diaper. I'm going to run a finger across his face and lips and ask, "is this seat taken?" Hehe. Hopefully that line works!   

Wish me luck everyone! 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: Season's Beatings

 

 

  

 

The Three Bears

Continued from: Shell Game

Locked-up, chastity boys tend to rediscover their tongues, when they can no longer use their dicks. 

How convenient for the three woman who all hold the key to Russell's obedience, through the month of Locktober! 

If you recall, between Summer, Cassandra and I, one of us has the real key to his cock cage, two of us have a placebo key. It must be extra frustrating for poor Russ, not knowing who his actual keyholder is. The girls were eager to begin using and abusing their newfound power over him. I wasn't shy, I did the honours first! 

I made Russell kneel and kiss my ass, then a lovely greeting to my asshole, while I was dressed in something I knew would be like kryptonite to his poor penis. 

Yep! That's the tongue of a chastity boy...

I greedily indulged myself in several orgasms, reminding him that I could be his REAL keyholder. 

"You better make love to my pussy with your mouth, pet, or Locktober will be the only month you ever know!" I teasingly threatened. 

"Maybe my ebony hairbrush will help motivate that tongue of yours, hmm..?" 

He did a good job. I petted his hair and cooed, "good boy," to him, as I enjoyed the sight of me glistening off his lips. 

Between Summer's yoga stunt outside and my oral indulgences, I think we had tortured Russell enough for one day. I bid him farewell with some instructions for tomorrow. 

"I think Summer wants to spend some time with you tomorrow, sweetie...maybe some more yoga?" I hissed to him in a devious chuckle. 

He can fall asleep tonight, unable to masturbate about the mental image of my wife, which I'm sure is burned into his mind:

And then there's that pesky morning boner. If only he could relieve the pressure, all over the small of Summer's back maybe? That lovely little void, just above the dimples on her back, where all that cum could pool and collect? 

I know, I know. I'm cruel...

But this is what these Locktober boys want! From my experience, chastity is a male-initiated fantasy for most couples and playmates who use cock cages. All I'm doing is making them pay for it! 

I think Russ was a little shocked to see Summer playing a "little" the next morning when he came to see her. I basically told the girls they could do whatever they want with Russell, during Locktober, provided it's all S.S.C. 

"Ummm, ahhh...Hi, I mean, good morning Miss Summer." 

"Oh Dadddddddy! You don't have to call me that." 

"I've missed you, Daddy!"

Summer purred to Russell in her baby voice, latching onto him like a true little, longing for her caregiver. 

She laid it on thick and I'm sure she had his poor cock throbbing in those metal bars. 

"Can you give me special Daddy kisses? It aches down there again, Daddy!"

"But I've been such a naughty girl Daddy, I think I need a spanking first!" 

She continued her relentless attack of cuteness, as poor Russell indulged in her taboo fetish. She slid across his knee like a snake, and hoisted her beautiful ass in the air, all while speaking to Russ in her baby voice. 

"Daddy...can I hold my stuffie while you spank me...in case it hurts..."

I think Summer has Daddy wrapped around her little finger!

He came to see me before he left for the day. 

"Did you spend some time with Summer?" I innocently asked, like I didn't know. 

"I did Mistress, thank you. She's....ummm, she's very soft." 

I chuckled and didn't respond to that. Instead, I told him to come back tomorrow as Cassie was interested in seeing him. 

Time to unleash Cassandra the wildcat! Poor Russ is in deep shit now! 

I could faintly hear like German death metal music, pounding from upstairs and the sounds of Cassandra occasionally screaming at Russell. 

Sheesh! The poor girl, she must have a lot to emotionally unpack...

I was laying in bed with Summer, we were minding our own business, when Cassie clicked into the room asking to borrow the bullwhip. She had a bit of a crazed look in her eyes. 

"Remember, Cassie...we use safewords in this house!" I called out to her.

I think she murmured something about hating men, under her breath as she left. Eeeek! I was starting to feel sorry for Russell. 

I must say, he was pretty vulnerable and sheepish when Cassie was done with him and he creeped into my office. He sat down a little...gingerly I would describe it as. Hehe.

"That little one, Mistress...She's too hard!" 

"Awww, my baby. Are you ok?" I cooed to Russell in my 'Mommy' voice. 

"Yes Ma'am, it's just...this Locktober thing, I thought it would be only YOU who..."

I shushed him with my fingertip against his lips and began to coo to him and make kissy-lips at him.

"Shhh...shhhh huni. Mommy will make it all better young man. We can go upstairs and you can get Mommy's slippers for me, hmm? The ones with the firm, rubber soles?" 

"Then you can go across Mommy's knee for a little while..."

"You can thank me with your tongue when it's all over...hmm? How does that sound, sweetie? 

"Mmmm, That sounds just right, Mommy." 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

  

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

 

Deepthroating "Daddy"

Continued from: Senior School

A Sarah Jane story

Mistress Andrea left me all alone in my room-cell, with only my thoughts to occupy my mind while I wait for "Daddy". There was a lot to process. I had a moment to reflect on the session I was just involved in while remaining still and submissively positioned for Daddy. 

My mind drifted to Summer first. She makes me smile when I think about her. That Bella woman is just fuckin' gorgeous. I think she's Portuguese or somethin'. She seemed really nice and was helpful in transitioning my mind to Senior School. She's not quite as bold and playful as Summer, Bella seems very elegant and extremely well trained. 

That Tyler kid, with his cock in a steel cage...I'm not sure what to think. I liked watching Mistress spank him and have so much control over a man. It made her one thousand times more sexy than she already is. I like Femdom and watching Femdom, I'm just not sure it's for me. I want to feel taken and man-handled and be physically punished when I'm not being a good little whore for my man.

Just as my mind drifted here, it was perfect timing. Daddy unlocked my cell and joined me in my room.

We have a submissive little ritual that I have learned and have been trained to do, when Daddy approaches me with his crotch close to my face. Obviously I know what he wants, but I have to ask permission first, to make me feel more vulnerable and submissive.  

"Daddy may I please suck your cock?" 

Is the line I have to recite first. I wait for Daddy to respond which is usually a, "yes you may, little one."

Then I have to respond, "thank you Daddy."

Now and only now, do I have the autonomy to fish for Daddy's penis, undo zippers and lower pants or underwear. 

When I produce Daddy's cock for the first time, in my little hands, I am required to kiss the tip before I take all of him into my mouth.

Then I'm usually free to start sucking. Daddy will lead the pace and depth and he doesn't like me using my hands. I either fold them behind my back or stabilize myself by holding onto Daddy's legs, especially when he's fucking my throat. 

I never know if I'm just fluffing him hard, so he can use my asshole or cunt, of if I'm going to get a cummy treat blasted down my throat. I'm good with either option. I still deepthroat with eagerness, I make eye contact and I moan while I suck Daddy's cock. Gagging is encouraged and when I hear myself gagging on Daddy's dick, it actually arouses me greatly!

Today after school, Daddy let me suck him to completion. I held out my tongue so he could cum onto it, into my mouth and a little on my face. Rope after rope of his hot jizz hit its mark. I absolutely loved it and gobbled up as much as I could.

"Thank you for your cum Daddy." Is what I am required to recite when I've swallowed it all down.

Then I have to re-kiss the tip of his cock. This is our blowjob ritual. Regardless of where we are, what position we are in or who else is present. If I don't perform this perfectly, Daddy will discipline me. 

Look at this dagger look and bitchy eye-roll!!

“C'mon now, kiss the tip and say thank you, you know the drill."  

OMG if I did this...and had tude like she does! Sweet baby Jesus in his manger! Daddy would march me out to the woodshed and I'd be strapped raw.

I found this gif on Daddy's tumblr roll, or bdsmlr as it's known now. Someone identifying as a little with a DDLG page posted this. Her comment was: 

"She needs a face slap for that attitude." I can't say I disagree...

LOL

Daddy would never slap my face, even though I want him to. I told him it was ok and I would welcome the degradation. Maybe that could be the new beginning of our blowjob ritual. I stand and wait for him at attention then he grabs me and slaps my face, which is my queue to get on my knees, THEN politely ask permission to suck his cock. 

Sigh* a girl can dream. Russ would never do it...even if I begged him to slap me around as part of a safe, sane and consensual scene. We got very close when I was the dungeon captive, naked and in shackles in a cell that only had a toilet. I was whipped and brutalized during sex acts but he never slapped my face, I was never spit on or pissed on (secretly want all this too! *blush*) 

I wonder if Mistress would? Maybe just to get it out of my system for a scene or two? Hmm...

Then I can go back to being Daddy's little princess. 🎀

With my devil horns holding up my halo!

Sarah Jane 😈

xoxo

P.S. Daddy will likely spank me if he reads this post!

  

Continued in: A Return to the Woodshed