50 Lashes

Continued from: Dinner and a Dungeon

A Sarah Jane story

Again and again, the flogger fell, each strike carefully placed across my bare bum and back, pushing me further into that hazy space between pain and pleasure. I lost count after twenty, my mind reeling as the sensation was overwhelming me. By the fiftieth stroke, I was dancing on my toes, desperate to escape the relentless whipping, yet craving more. 

As Daddy released me from my chains, my legs buckled beneath me, my body still humming with the warm glow of the flogger. With surprising gentleness, he untied Mandy and I took her place in the corner of the room. I felt the rough fibers of rope as he bound wrists, forcing me into a position facing the wall, embarrassingly aware of my redness on full display. 

I couldn't help but envision the scene unfolding behind me. In my mind's eye, I saw him stringing her up in the same manner he had me, her elegant dress pooling at her feet as the shears sliced away her clothing. I envisioned him gently unbuckling the straps of her high heels, now being forced to stand on her toes for the duration of the whipping with the sudden removal of the four inch stilettos. 

Before long, the rhythmic sound of the flogger striking Mandy's bare flesh filled the room, each impact punctuated by a yelp from her lips. I pressed my forehead against the wall and counted in my mind, all fifty of the lashes she received. 

After the whipping had ended, I suddenly felt the weight of a chastity belt settle around my hips. The cool metal against my heated skin was a shock, a stark contrast to the warmth that still radiated from my freshly whipped bottom. Behind me, I heard Mandy's sharp intake of breath, followed by the clicking of padlocks. "What is this thing?" she asked, her voice sounding desperate. 

I was released by Daddy and turned to face her, taking in the sight of the stainless steel that was now encasing her pussy. The belt hugged her curves perfectly and was snug enough that I knew I wouldn't be able to get so much as a pinky finger in there. 

"But why?" Mandy pleaded out, her gaze scanning over my equally denied state. 

"Because," Daddy purred, stepping closer to her and running his fingers over the metal screening that housed her pussy, "it's bedtime..." 

As the heavy cell door clanged shut behind us, I took in our new surroundings with a mix of trepidation and excitement. The small space was dominated by the single bed, its thin mattress offering little comfort for the night ahead. Beside it, the stark white toilet stood out, a harsh reminder of our captivity. 

Mandy sat on the bed and pulled at her chastity belt out of sexual frustration, as the reality of our situation sank in. 

"You're wasting your time, Mandy, trust me," as I reached out my hand, offering what little comfort I could. "We'll get through this together," I whispered. 

We settled into the bed, our bodies spooning for warmth and assurance and I held her hand and kissed her neck. I was probably making things worse for her arousal level, as she began to grind her whipped ass into my midsection, trying to hump the stainless belt against her pussy. It was no use...

With gentle hands, I guided Mandy onto her tummy, her soft sighs filling the small cell as she settled onto the thin mattress. Leaning down, I began to plant little feather-light kisses on her back and bum, soothing the welted streaks of red. 

Her body relaxed under my touch, her breathing evening out as I worked away across her bare bum cheeks. As I felt her drift towards sleep, I shifted, pulling her into my arms. Our lips met in a soft, passionate kiss, a dance of tongues and shared breath. 

The chastity belts prevented us from exploring further, but there was a certain eroticism in the restraint, in the knowledge that our pleasure was entirely in Daddy's hands. As we finally broke apart, I pulled the blankets over our entwined forms, holding Mandy close as she slipped into slumber. Even as exhaustion tugged at my own consciousness, my mind was alive with possibilities of what tomorrow might bring, in the dark rooms. 

Sarah Jane 💟

Continued in: Oily Hufone Heit

Season's Beatings

Continued from: I need my Daddy

A Sarah Jane story 

Happy Holiday's everyone, it's Sarah. Eleve is here with me too. In fact, I'm currently locked in a chastity belt and sitting my naked ass on her naked lap, as we type this together and giggle. If I make a spelling or grammatical error it's because Eleve is cupping her hands over my tits and pinching my nipples. Hehe.

We thought we could fit one more post in before things get too Christmasy. A lot has happened since this gorgeous red-head spent the night in a cage at Daddy's house. It seems lonely and horrible to me but she absolutely loves being a captive like that. She wasn't lonely for long though, we made up for that the next day, under Daddy's instruction and guidance. 

If you recall, at the end of the evening on the night that Eleve arrived, she was stowed away in her cage while I tiptoed into Daddy's room. It turns out that seat wasn't taken after all! Hehe...lucky me. 

I was such a happy little girl! I got to ride Daddy's face then snuggle into bed with him. I slept like a baby that night. Fitting, since Daddy put me back into a crinkly diaper after I came onto his lips. 

Eveie is nibbling on my earlobe right now and telling me she's never been diapered. I think she wants to try it!

By morning, Daddy told me to go release her from the cage and she was welcome to use the spare bathroom. Daddy wanted us both made-up, hair done and back in his bedroom fully nude. I was naked, and completely vulnerable. Eve was at least still in her chastity belt and got to wear a cuff set and collar.

The chastity belt didn't last long though. Once we made it to Daddy's room he unlocked her and set it aside, telling me that I'm going to be wearing it next! WTF *super-pout* 

Remember when Daddy told me I needed a break from cock for awhile, after taking down so many at the party? Well...this metal belt I am in right now is the "taking a break part". 

Additionally, I knew I was in for a spanking, for being such a cock-whore. It was a bit of a paradox. I dreamed and fantasized of being an Upper Floor sex slave, Daddy let me go try it, Eveie here watched me, and now I am to be punished for it. 

It was fair...I actually wanted to be disciplined for being a slut. 

As Daddy was scolding me, Eve got into her waiting position, spreading her cheeks to present her asshole. It was a lovely sight...look how flawless and gorgeous her skin is! 

This might be my view when I end up over Daddy's knee. Looking directly at her perky little pucker. 

When the scolding was all finished, Daddy put me in the horrible, wheelbarrow position. It's the most humiliating for me! Especially being bare naked with EVERYthing on display for him. The humiliation was amplified either further with the presence of Eve. If I were to raise my head and cry out from the spanking, my nose would be inches from this strange woman's asshole. 

She's not a stranger anymore though, she's delightful! But at the time, I'm sure you can understand how embarrassing this was for me. Things only got worse for me too. Being so humiliated as I was, involuntarily made my pussy glisten and soak. There was no hiding it of course, so Daddy took it upon himself to comment on my wet cunt. He even invited Eleve up from her pose to see for herself. 

Gawd, I was sickened in my tummy, from the butterflies.  

What did you say again, Eveie? When you first saw me being spanked like that?

That's right...

"Oh wow! Look how soaked she is!" 

Gee, thanks for that. As if I wasn't mortified enough. Then, the audacity! Daddy invites this little tart to give it a try. I cried out, "DADDDDDDDY!! No!" When he suggested it. 

It was no use. I ended up wheelbarrowed over Eleve's lap being spanked by her. 

I got my revenge though, didn't I, huni?

That's right everyone. Eleve got her little arse roasted too. Daddy kept telling her to spank me but all Eve wanted to do was finger my wet pussy, which felt amazing btw. Daddy had enough and ended up hauling her over his knee while I got to listen from the corner. 

Yes, it does fuckin' sting, doesn't it? Daddy has a heavy hand. It was cute listening to you yelp and cry-out though. 

What was suppose to be a punishment for me, just turned way too playful and the mood was now light. Eleve knew she wasn't going to be beaten or hurt by her new owners. It was time to have fun! 

I assumed Daddy was going to use his lovely early Christmas present and fuck Eve or have her suck his dick. He didn't...he wanted to watch she and I play, stage us, photograph us and enjoy the view. 

Fishnet was new! Daddy usually doesn't fancy fishnet but I must say, we looked pretty cute didn't we, huni? 

We spent some time in the corner, permitted to rub the red away from our bums, while Daddy began telling us what we would be doing together. I heard 69 spoken by him, I heard the words photo and video. I was on a break from cock but I guess that didn't expand to include strap-ons, which I also heard. Daddy wanted to watch Eve fuck me. First in the pussy, then in the ass. 

I could feel the butterflies and the arousal creep back in, as Daddy described in explicit detail, all the dirty and naughty things he expected me to do with Eve. Me! A straight woman...

So is spaghetti until it gets wet right? 

Hehe...Eve just LOL'ed...I guess they don't have this expression in Germany. 

What did he have us do first, Eveie? 69 wasn't it...? 

Straight or lezzie?...it doesn't matter much anymore, when your mouth is buried in a beautiful pussy and the tip of your nose is resting against her asshole. I'm grinding my bum into Eveie's lap right now actually, remembering back to how hot she was and how hard she made me cum with her mouth. 

She's telling me I wasn't too shabby myself *blush! 

It was a unique experience, trying to get to her lovely petals and clit with all that fishnet in the way. It became like a challenge for me. 

With my cunt still contracting and pulsing from the O that Eleve gave me, Daddy asked her if she'd like to fuck me. 

And boy did she ever give me a good pounding, in an already sore and sensitive, dirty and whorish cunt.

Daddy was getting quite the show! He was bursting with arousal. It was definitely time for him to join us. We took a little refreshment break. This is when I found out you had nowhere to go for Christmas, Eveie, right? 

I thought so, yes. The poor little thing, I'll explain this at the end...

After our break we threw on some slutty heels and Daddy staged us for some more photos. Look how fuckin' hot we are in this photo, Eleve!

Great photography by Daddy too!

We both knelt there for awhile, not knowing what may come next. Eleve got quite the treat and even though I'm sitting on her lap in a chastity belt right now and giggling, I'm still jealous and pissed off at her! 

"I'm on a break from cock he said. It'll be fine he said!..." 

Of course it'll be fine!! He's got Eve here to fuck! You bitch! lol 

I ended up getting cucked! Cuckqueaned. 

Daddy fucked Eve directly over my face when I was locked in a chastity belt. I hated it and I loved it at the same time. I'm not sure why. I'll blog about it when Christmas dies down. 

Can I tell them? Are you sure? 

Eleve says it's ok...

So...I guess I didn't read the fine-print when I bought Eleve at the simulated slave auction. The part where it said she's mine, until I sell her to someone else (which again, is all her fantasy. Being stripped and displayed and bid on like this):

So after this day of playtime with each other and with Daddy, she tells me her entire family is in Germany and she came to Canada for additional schooling. If I didn't want to wait until the next party to sell her and didn't want to keep her anymore, she would just go to a hotel room until the next auction where she would get a new owner. 

A hotel room, ALONE! On Christmas!? Not on my watch...

Hearing that broke my heart! 💔

Since she and I just exchanged bodily fluids together for the past three hours, I thought what would be the harm in asking Daddy.

"Ohhhh Daaaaaaddy!? Can this hot, little German sex slave who I actually own, spend the holidays with us?" 

Haha! 

As if he's gonna say no! 

Season's Beatings everyone. I'll come back soon to tell you about Daddy fucking Eleve's pussy directly over my gagged mouth. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

**A special thanks to frankenfurther for his consent to create a storyline featuring the actual Eleve** 

 

Continued in: My Pet

 

 

So Much Penis!

Continued from: Paint the Town Red

After some begging and pouting my bottom lip, Daddy agreed to write this post for us and tell all of you about his surprise. 

Thank you, Daddy

xoxo

Sarah Jane 

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I literally thought Sarah was going to be gone all night at Mistress Andrea's party, doing God knows what with God knows whom...

So I did what any home-alone, middle-aged man would do when the woman in his life is out for the night. I ordered a pizza and turned on the Xbox. Starfield to be exact. Starfield was a new game apparently 25-years in the making, that was just released in September. They created a game with over 1600 planets to just openly explore. The scale of the game is massive! The artwork, breathtaking. 

That's not the Earth, in the second image. In the game, humanity destroyed the Earth (imagine that). This was out near Alpha Centauri or Vega or something. With 1600+ planets, it's easy to get lost in the vastness of space.

So anyway. I was sitting quietly, working on my space exploration when Sarah text me. "Come to the door and cover my eyes?" Oh good lord...this could be anything. Nevertheless, I played along. 

With my eyes closed, I heard the front door open, followed by a playful, "okay Daddy, open!"

I was ready for just about anything, but maybe not this. I see my little girl, dressed vanilla and holding onto a leash, attached to the collar of a naked woman with the brightest red hair I had ever seen. 

I think I said something to the effect of, "Jesus, Sarah. Get in here! She's naked." 

Sarah giggled and led her inside. This random woman just knelt with her head down. "I got you an early Christmas present Daddy, do you like? I bought her for like fifty bucks." Sarah told me.  

While I was processing all of this visual stimulus and information, the red-head began pleading with me not to hurt her. Wtf!? 

"Please Mister! I'll do anything you want...please don't hurt me!" She mewled out. 

She rapidly changed her position so her forehead was on the floor and used her hands to spread her asshole, the only offering that wasn't shrouded by her metal chastity belt.  

"Take whatever you want, Mister! Just let me go!" She continued. 

I gave Sarah Jane a inquisitive eyebrow raise, before pulling her in for a kiss so I could whisper to her sternly. "Hurt her? What the eff is that all about?"  

"It's her thing...just go with it, Daddy." Sarah reassured. 

"I trust you'll explain all this, little one?" I replied. "Thank you for the lovely gift, now tell Daddy, how was your evening?"

"Ohhhh, Daddy. There was so much penis! I need my Daddy!" She replied to me, with a longing in her eyes. 

I could only imagine what Sarah endured at the Upper Floor, being a sex slave at a bdsm party. Despite the fact that she probably loved it, I could tell she needed a night of snuggles with me.

"So, who's your friend here?" I asked. The red-head had not moved from her position. I was still looking directly at her asshole as Sarah introduced her. 

"This is Eleve, Daddy, but you can call her Eve. I won her in a slave-auction, isn't she stunning?" 

I just shook my head in disbelief and told Sarah to head upstairs and fill the tub. I helped this Eve girl to her feet and told her she was safe here...that no harm would come to her. I wasn't sure if that's what I was suppose to say. I got the feeling that Eve wanted to be a hardcore slave. 

This was confirmed when I showed her to one of the spare rooms. Sarah needed her Daddy tonight, so I thought it would be gentlemanly to offer Eve the comfort of Sarah's little girl bedroom and Sarah could sleep with me in my room. 

"Thank you, Sir. You're very kind. But I'm usually kept in a cage or a cell, do you have one?" 

I took Eve down the punishment hallway to one of the specialty rooms that had a cage. 

"Like this, are you sure?" I uneasily asked her. 

"Just like this, Sir! So I can't escape." Eve replied, while her eyes lit up with what I could only describe as pure joy and arousal. 

I was beginning to understand what this woman's fantasy entailed. I needed to hear more about this auction though. 

"Does Sarah have the keys to your chastity belt?" I asked her. 

"Yes, Sir." She replied in her unique accent. 

I told her that the belt was going to stay on, as I didn't want her masturbating without permission and supervision. She responded that this was a good idea, then she crawled right into the cage as I opened the door. 

She watched me click a large brass padlock shut, on the door of the cage. I think she audibly gasped with pure arousal as she watched me do this. To each their own I guess. 

Before I left the room, Eve volunteered the following from her cage: 

"Your little one needs her Daddy. She did very well tonight, I had the pleasure of watching her. I'll be just fine here, Sir..." 

I left Eve according to her wishes and found Sarah naked and in her bathroom. I helped her into the extra-hot water and bubbles, watching all the tension melt away from her muscles. 

I sat on the floor so I could begin brushing her hair. 

"Little one..?"

"Could you please explain to Daddy why there is a strange naked woman in a cage down the hall?"

Russell

Continued in: I Need my Daddy

 

 

 

 

Paint the Town Red

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