Tucked In by "Mommy"

Continued from: A Special Bedtime for Russell

A Sarah Jane story 

"Now, be a good girl and bring the plug and lubricant to Mommy," I sang out from my seated position on the ottoman. No doubt Russell, in this very moment would be holding and handling the realistic plug in horror, feeling its veiny contours, fully aware of what was about to happen next. 

Russell gathered the towel with the two items balancing on it, his cheeks flushing crimson like his bare bum, and presented them to me. I accepted the towel with a nod of approval, setting the items aside momentarily as I shed my robe, exposing my stocking tops and garters, patting my strict lap invitingly. 

"Pull down your panties and lay across Mommy's lap once more, my sweet girl," I cooed, gently caressing his sore bottom to guide him over my knees. I took a moment to admire the sight before me - his bare bottom, still rosy from my slipper, upturned and vulnerable. 

Reaching for the lubricant, I squeezed a generous amount onto my gloved fingertips, spreading it liberally over his tight little hole. Russell gasped as I breached him, my digit sliding easily into his naughty bottom. I spent a little time on his prostate, finger beckoning it from inside him, milking-out a few spider-strands of pre-cum that I knew would be glistening from his chastity cage and dampening his panties when he slips them back on. 

I worked him open a little more, adding more lubricant as needed, until I was satisfied with his readiness. Only then, did I reach for the plug, coating it thoroughly in the slick lube. "Relax, little one," I whispered, pressing the tip of the plug against his pucker. Russell whimpered as I pushed forward, his body resisting the intrusion. But I was patient, working the plug in millimeter by millimeter until it was fully seated up his bum. I could feel his muscles clenching around the base, his body adjusting to the unfamiliar fullness. 

Gently, I pulled his panties back up, pulling them high on his hips so the thong portion would help hold in the plug. "There now," I cooed, helping him to stand and turning him to face me. "How does it feel to be nice and full, just like a girl? Does it make you feel owned and claimed by Mommy?" Russell nodded, too embarrassed to speak.

I guided him to the bed and had him lay down on his side. Laying down on his tummy would be no good for the cock cage, if he was laying on his back he would become acutely aware that he was recently spanked and now anally plugged. On his side, in a vulnerable fetal position was perfect to be "tucked in" by Mommy.

From the bedside table, I retrieved four baby pink bondage cuffs, their soft leather brought a beautiful scent as I held one of them up to my nose. With gentle but deliberate haste, I secured the cuffs around Russell's wrists and ankles, adding a small brass padlock to each buckle. As I worked away, I couldn't help but admire the picture he presented - a vision of feminized helplessness, his frilly attire a mockery of his masculinity. 

With one final length of narrow chain, I connected his ankle cuffs to his wrist cuffs, with more than enough room to comfortably move about on the bed. 

Once he was fully restrained to my liking, unable to reach back and remove the plug or his attire, I leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "There you go, my sweet little girl," I sang out to him. "All tucked in and ready for bed. Mommy will be up to join you in awhile," I promised, my voice laced with maternal care. "In the meantime, you just rest there and think about how lucky you are to have a Mommy Domme to keep you safe and controlled."

With a final whimper from him, I glided out of the room and went downstairs to get some fruit, still feeling like an absolute Goddess. 

I couldn't help but think of Mistress Andrea, as someone I once had to call "Mommy", when I was draped over her knee, dressed like a little girl. I now had a better understand of what it felt like on this side of the hairbrush, the pride, the caring and nurturing of your submissive...it was a lot of work, but well worth the return on investment. 

I wanted to tell Mistress all about tonight, I wanted her to be proud of me and what I was blossoming into. 

I text her a picture with no further description or details, just this: 

Moments later, my phone on the counter buzzed to life. 

Mistress asked a few more details, I shared mostly everything. In our particular arrangement, it is thrilling, butterfly causing and humiliating for Russell to know that another woman, or several women, are aware he is spanked, kept in chastity and as of tonight, "forcibly" feminized. It was part of our contract that he is owned by me, but must obey the likes of Mistress Andrea, Summer and if she ever comes back to Canada, Cassandra. 

A "surprise" at Mistress Andrea's Facility usually meant I'd be leaving there sore, degraded, humiliated and blissfully indulged, in all my kinky cravings. But after this role-switching with Russell, I'm not sure I'm in the right headspace for one of the Facility's many surprises. Lucky, Mistress put my mind and my heart, quickly at ease. 

Coffee-talk sounded nice, just Andrea and I...

But my mind was reeling with self-doubt, almost like I was intimidated, but I shouldn't be, should I? 

Am I really one of them now, have I been turned to the dark side? 

Am I a female Dominatrix?

Sarah Jane 💟

Continued in: Little Spoon

 

Is it Gay?

Continued from: Home Sweet Home

So, what's the verdict here...is it gay? 

Your Dominatrix mashes a penis extender over your chastity cage then makes you fuck a dude with it. Does that absolve you from homosexuality? There's of course nothing wrong with homosexuality but these two men, in the clutches of Cassandra, do not identify as such. 

The idea itself is brilliantly creative, terribly humiliating and emasculating.

Both these guys have safewords they haven't used, so I guess it's game on. Summer and I settled into the couch to watch the performance. By the colour of one of their bums, the maid-sissy seems like he needed a little motivation to go through with this. 

Cassie began the scene by having the one male kneel, after the other was fitted with the hot pink, fake dick. She offered her kind words of support, by gently cooing and encouraging the man to "get him hard". 

I was embarrassed for them! Just watching this. 

Cassandra was relentless in her orders, now instructing the kneeling man to "take him into your mouth". Caressing his spanked bottom while he sucked that cock was a little gay, I must admit. Look at his hand placement! Ha 

"He's nice and hard for you, show him your pussy, baby. Let him take you like a girl," Cassie continued to coo. 

The man in the lingerie set got into a very slutty doggy-style pose, arching his back deeply and presenting his asshole. 

And in it went *plop*. The spanked maid was fucking this other guy, wearing a penis extension over his cock cage. Amazing! I love what denial and desperation does to these silly men. 

Holding the other man's hips to assist in pile-driving his asshole...that seems a little gay. But is it?! It's not his actual cock...no one will be ejaculating into anyone's bum here. This is still safe, partially sane, and consensual, heterosexual bdsm, no?

Jesus. He was really goin' to town on this poor guy. Maybe the cock-sleeve was providing some stimulus? Some sensation to his locked-up penis that felt good? Does that make it gayer? If maid-boi is feeling pleasure from this? Or if hands-and-knees boy is feeling pleasure from being fucked? 

Although this was awesome to watch and listen to, I had seen enough. I can only assume Cassie would make the giver become the receiver soon, so they both get to experience the two perspectives of whether or not this was gay. Still, no safewords were spoken by these two, as Summer and I excused ourselves from the show. 

We went out back to soak the travel off us for awhile. Conveniently, we still had a decent view of the show going on inside. Hmm, looks like Cassie did make them switch places. 

Riding the cock-sleeve, while holding each other's bras and looking into each other's eyes. Things are getting gayer in here...

"Cassandra, send the dark-haired one up to my room when you're done with him. Have the other one mop up this water mess we just made," I said to Cassie, who was continuing to orchestrate the scene before her.

Summer giggled at my authoritative commands. She knew I was up to something, probably for her benefit. We had just spent a romantic week in Paris and we didn't pack a strap-on, purposely. We focused on the tender romance of our mouths, tongues and touches, when we had sex together. It was beautiful and fantastic and I love her so much...but I could tell she needed some dick. 

Real dick? The dark-haired guy I asked Cassie to send upstairs? Hell NO!

His humiliation and emasculation can continue, this time with my gorgeous wife! I posed her on the bed as I heard this non-gay dude coming up the stairs.

She was looking irresistible as always.

 

Cassandra sent dark-hair boi upstairs, still wearing his lingerie and heels. Summer very bluntly asked if he would fuck her, while they both looked down at the penis extension he was shamefully wearing over his metal cock cage. Yes, we ARE that cruel!

Go ahead sissy! Fuck my beautiful wife while I watch. Hehe...

You're welcome Summer! 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Uniformity

 

 

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

 

 

  

 

She-Devil

Continued from: The Cute Couple

If October 30th is traditionally known as "Devil's Night", I would like to begin a new movement for all my FLR Queens out there. 

September 30th shall henceforth be known as, "SHE-Devil" night. Hehe.

Six more sleeps, ladies! I hope you'll observe Locktober with me this year. 

If you're in any other manner of relationship, be it gay, trans or an arrangement where one: there is a penis involved and two: the person with the penis is submissive or sub-curious...lock that fuckin' thing up!

If you're in a relationship where both parties have biological female parts, try lady-Locktober. I would love to hear how that goes and how achy all the subby-girls get, while denied and housed in stainless steel for a month. 

Have to leave the work-from-home office and actually go to the real office? No worries, choose clothing that will hide your naughty little, throbbing secret. 

I am feeling exceptionally devious and giddy this year, about my favourite holiday season. An old flame of mine named Russell, came back into my life several months ago, when I needed his help with a female client. 

Since that time, we pretty much picked up where we left off over a decade ago, only now, there are a few more variables involved but we have worked to embrace them. He has had a couple play-dates with my wife, including the time he fucked her. I had occasion to punishment spank him, Russell spanked me too, and then I more-or-less coerced him into Locktober this year, by offering myself to him.

You can read about my devious coercion here: Old Flame

Yes it's true, my devil horns are holding up my halo. This she-devil is about to reign over October.

As for She-Devil's night, I am going to invite Russell over for a lovely dinner, I may even do the 50's housewife look that I know he likes. Seamed nude hosiery, red lips and pearls, with a pin-up dress and heels, as I gracefully see to his dinner.

If you're planning on locking up a dick in a chastity cage, be cruel about it. Give the dick something to miss! 

After dinner I plan on adorning my she-devil attire and turning into a complete whore, right before Russell's eyes. 

I may have to resort to some truly bad-girl moves, just to drive him mental as I edge that lovely cock of his. I'll force him to associate the physical pleasure of his cock, to the sight and taste of my beautiful princess parts. 

Then I'll let him fuck the she-devil right out of me, which won't work. He may try, even with his belt around my neck, but this she-devil isn't going anywhere for awhile! 

He's going to cry out, "may I cum please, Mistress?" When Russell was once under my stiletto, he was trained to require my permission before he cums. In moments of intensity or ferocity, we all resort back to our training, so I fully expect to hear this escape his lips. 

And I'm going to let him cum. The teasing and edging will cause his orgasm to be massive. I intend to Kegel-squeeze every last drop of him, before quickly pulling him out and taking him into my mouth. 

I'll clean my own wonderful arousal off his dick, as it balloon-deflates in my mouth. I'll suck and lick and bob my head, but to his frustration, his penis will eventually become noodle-flaccid in my mouth. 

Perfect timing to get it under lock and key. 

I'll be using a metal, medium styled cage for Russell, with a sleek, internal locking mechanism. 

I have some delightfully devious plans for him during the month, cruel and tormenting plans! I'm going to need the help of my two minions though. 

Do I deliberately keep these two slutty, alluring and scantily clad around Russell, all month, just to torment him? Do I invite Russell up to the strip club so he can watch Cassandra dance? 

Hmm...

Maybe I'll invite Officer Summers and Officer Cassidy back. They can incarcerate him for the month. 

They sky is truly the limit when you combine a locked penis with a cruel she-devil!

This is gonna be awesome! 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Happy Locktober

 

 

 

Working from Home

Continued from: Age Progression

I don't often make house-calls or out-calls as they're known in the professional Dominatrix industry. I've never really needed to with the fully equipped giga-Facility I have at my disposal, but sometimes, just sometimes, I venture out to "call-on" a client. In this particular case, TWO clients! A lovely and adorable submissive couple named Carley and Hunter. 

Omg I wanna eat her up she's so cute! Look at those freckles on her nose. 

It's rare to find a submissive couple, there is usually one party who calls the shots or at least dictates how their kink play should go. These two however, are 100% submissive and looked me up when they reached a sexual stand-off in their relationship. Sure they participated in vanilla sex but they both had a burning desire to be the sexual submissive. This is where I was able to help...

Hunter is young and cute as well, just like Carley. He likes to rock that urban lumberjack, hipster look. He didn't strike me as overly manly when we first met. I'm quite certain he's never swung an axe in his life.

 "Why the long face Hunter?"

Oh right...your little dick is locked up in a chastity cage and I have the only set of keys for it. Ha! Not even your pretty wife can release you. She can't suck you off, no handies, no masturbating your sexual energy away and you can't even fuck that beautiful bombshell you share a matrimonial home with! 

Ouch! How emasculating. 

What's even worse, is that these two work from home, daily. They're in each other's faces all the time. Meanwhile, a few blocks away, in a coded lockbox in my office, I hold the literal keys to Hunter's orgasmic pleasure. If he whines and cries and text messages me to beg for release, I give Carley a spanking right in front of him. If Carley calls or comes over, groveling and begging for me to release her husband's penis, Hunter gets punished or often times...they both get hauled over my lap in their own living room.

It is truly a devious predicament these two have gotten themselves into. They both have the option to safeword out of this arrangement but to-date, after three months in the chastity cage and plenty of sessions with the three of us, no safeword has been spoken. 

Carley has been telling me however, that since I locked up her husband's dick, his oral skills have gone through the roof. He is more docile, loving and attentive to her and will even perform oral pleasure on her bare asshole when she asks him. 

Future Domme in the making perhaps? 

Like many of the silly males I deal with, extended chastity soon leads to wearing panties for me, sometimes a bra as well. Usually this leads to either full or partial sissification and forced feminization. With these two it's easy! 

"Hunter, if you put on this pink dress and high heels, I'll release your dick and let you fuck your wife while I supervise." 

And this would be how I find them when I arrive. 

As for the working from home, most everyone knows that zoom calls only display head and shoulders, so I decided to have a little fun with these two. A professional looking top half, but dressed like little schoolgirls below the waist. Yes, Hunter as well!

Looks pretty vanilla to me, for that video call Hunter is about to join.

Down the hall in a spare bedroom, Carley is leading a zoom call with her team, also looking professional and vanilla. 

But have a look at what lies beneath the desk. I made Hunter wear a school skirt, panties and knee socks with little chunky heels. 

I wonder how red his face gets when he logs into those meetings. I guess he better stay seated lest his colleagues discover his naughty little secret. 

As for Carley, I made her wear something equally scholastic, but a little more slutty, just to drive Hunter and his caged penis insane. 

Working from home is much more enjoyable when you have a Dominatrix to come check on you and ensure you're "properly" dressed for work. 

I've had a great deal of fun with these two and I'm looking forward to getting both of them into the dungeon space and become regulars at my Facility. 

I have no intentions of unlocking Hunter's cock anytime soon. I would image I'll lead him down the same rabbit hole as all my other hetero males whom I have transformed into sissy slaves. 

Carley gets to enjoy my beautiful pussy, while Hunter gets to lick the sole of my boots. He's learning, slowly, where in the pecking order he belongs. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Sexual Aggression