Frozen Ghost

Continued from: Happy Endings and Take her to my Chambers

The four of us had all come down from our highs, after Bella's collaring ceremony successfully ended with essentially a hot, steamy, lezdom foursome. Collaring Ceremony 

Bella had to return home and tell her husband she was at dinner with a friend or something. Hopefully she has a good poker face. Katrina had to get back to her sissy boyfriend, Tiffany. She told me she left him at home in a lockable maid dress with all the trimmings, lockable heels and a list of chores to keep his mind off his caged penis.

No matter how wildly dynamic or in what direction my crazy BDSM scenes take me, there is always one person who still has a chair when the music stops. 

When the bed looks like a crime scene and it's covered in high heels, whips, gags and dildos, there is always one person left to giggle at the sight of the bed and help me clean up. 

My angel Summer...

*sigh*

She stayed the night with me. We snuggled and tangled our naked bodies around each other, like there was no way to get any closer. We talked and laughed well into the night, then enjoyed a nice sleep in. 

She looked beautiful when she woke up. Hair a bit disheveled, smile on her face and her bright, blue eyes gazing into mine. 

"Mimosas this morning Mistress?" She cheerfully asked me. 

I hesitated for a moment, my smile left my face. I looked at Summer a bit more seriously I guess, serious but passionate. 

"Please Huni, call me Andrea today", I said to her as I felt emotion welling up within me. Before she could react to this, I answered her. 

"And I'd love a mimosa, Yummy Bum", I replied.

Summer just giggled at my pet name for her and tore off down the hall and down the stairs toward the kitchen. The little exhibitionist remained fully nude of course, padding around the tile in her bare feet.

I enjoy seeing her naked but I also enjoy how slutty clothing accentuates her curves and her body. I laid something out on the bed for her as I got up and started the bath. She brought my drink and helped me into the tub.

I then directed her to the bed and told her there was an outfit waiting.

"Oh this is sassy Andrea!" She exclaimed, while slipping on the cable-knit, over the knee socks. 

She returned to my side and we shared the mimosa together. 

When my bath water was starting to get cold, she helped me from the tub and dried me off. Summer went down on me, on the loveseat and treated me to a massive orgasm, all while I sipped my champ and OJ. 

I threw a satin robe on and we both came down to the kitchen to cook breakfast together and find some more champagne. 

I put my phone onto a speaker dock and turned on a playlist. 

An old but familiar song came on. You know those 80's monster ballads where you can never remember the band but you know every lyric in the song? You're asking yourself was that one Poison, or Sheriff? You know the type of ballads...

I even knew the words to this one!

"This is nice", Summer said. "I've never heard it before".

We danced and swayed to the soft ballad, right in the kitchen. It was a very sweet moment and the lyrics were really pulling at my heart strings. 

Just as the song was reaching its dramatic crescendo into the final verse, Summer blurted out: 

"Mimosas! I gotta pee...be right back". 

She skipped away to the powder room. 

I stood in the kitchen alone and still swaying, as the third verse of the song started. I whisper-sang the lyrics as I felt my eyes glaze over with tears. 

♫ So many nights...I laid awake dreaming, I knew ♫

♫ One day I'd be with you... ♫

Turning to look in the direction of the powder room, I must have had a lone, distant gaze in my tear-filled eyes. 

I was whisper-singing the final line "my dream come true", as Summer emerged from the bathroom. 

She could see my glossed-over look. 

"Are you ok Andrea?" 

I wanted to tell her. I wanted to finally tell her so badly, just how I felt. What if she wasn't ready? What if I wasn't ready? 

"Ummm, yes...yes Huni of course. That was just a sweet song. One part got me", I said to her, burying my emotions in the process. I bit my tongue to fend off more tears, then changed the subject. 

"Where are you off to this week Sweets?" I asked her.

"Our final leg ends in New Orleans", Summer said. 

"Need some company?" I floated the ask out to her? 

"Oh my god really?! Mistre...Andrea, I mean. You'd really come down? To New Orleans to see me?"

I nodded my head and smiled. 

Summer squealed in delight then grabbed me and started biting little nibbles at my neck. 

"I'll get us a more...upscale hotel room my doll", I purred into her ear. 

"Pack your strap-on", she cooed back. 

I spun her around, bent her over the counter and smacked her juicy little arse. 

"I'll be packing my leather paddles too young lady", I said, pretending to sound strict. 

"Mmmm, yes Mistress", she moaned out. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Special nod to the background music for this lovely post:

Dream Come True - by Frozen Ghost

 

Continued in: Katrina has a Bull

  

The Leaves are Changing

Continued from: Should we let the Sissy's Cum?

With our sissy "girls" idle and safely tucked-away in bondage, Katrina and I retired to my personal chambers to deal with our little arousal problem. 

Watching our silly sissies suck each other off and cum into each other's mouths had us extremely horny! 

Kat went down on me and skipped all stages of foreplay, she went right for my clit. Fuck me! Did I ever cum.

I pinned Katrina's wrists down and returned the favour. I soon had her beautiful sheen, cascading off my lips. 

We chewed up around 45 minutes, going down on each other and waiting for our sissy's to "re-load". She even gave my asshole a nice, deep fucking with her tongue. Such a good girl!

We entered the sissy bedroom once again, to check on our idle girls. Andrew, who wasn't gagged but was locked in a cage, dropped his safeword of "yellow", as we entered the room. I knelt down to confirm it was in-fact a safeword moment. 

We got him out of the cage immediately and Katrina took him out in the hallway to chat where he upgraded his status to "red" and done. She returned a short time later and told me she was taking Andrew home. Apparently he couldn't rebound back into role, after his orgasm. And I think he suspected we were going to peg the pair of them (yes that was the plan). 

"See, these fuckin' male subs!" I said to Katrina. "It should be permanent chastity and anal only for these pathetic sissy bitches", I vented further. 

"Ya no kidding", Katrina said. "I know you warned me this would happen Mistress. It makes me want to find a bull even more now and keep him locked up forever", Katrina frustratingly advised.

"Just remember Kat, no punishment for him safe-wording out. He has to know that there's no negative repercussions in doing that", I reminded her.   

I kissed Katrina goodbye and saw the two of them out. Safe-wording doesn't mean Andrew's dick gets unlocked, it just means that his session ends. I kept the keys to his device as they left. 

I returned to Kaylee to unlock his shackles and remove the dildo that was up his ass. I told him the session was over but had him lick my boots while we chatted. 

"Kaylee, I need a secretary. A receptionist. You know, Cassandra's role, when she checks you in for appointments downstairs?" I said to him. 

"I'd like this to be you, since you are almost completely passable as female", I added. 

It was a sad truth. The leaves on the trees were starting to change colour, Autumn was upon us and with that, it meant Cassie had to return to school. We both had a little ugly-cry the other day, when we had to bid each other farewell, but Cassandra was adamant that she wished her maintenance spankings to continue. 

Without fail, Cassie would make it home on the train every Sunday, to have dinner with her family. Sunday's became her maintenance days. She would come to my office for her spanking first, then go see her family for dinner afterwards.

I think her Mom Bella, caught on, watching Cassandra wince and squirm on a sore bottom throughout their Sunday dinners. 

Occasionally Bella would be in the same boat, trying to keep a straight face and hold normal conversation with her husband, while nursing a sore bottom. It would be more efficient for me if I just spanked Bella and Cassie together! Maybe I'll suggest that to the pair of them.  

Cassie was still given 20 minutes in the corner before her spanking and 20 minutes after. Since she wasn't doing any summer-school extra credit anymore, we eliminated the need for her to dress in proper school attire. Sometimes she was spanked bare naked, other times her jeans and panties would come down and every state of undress in between.

The conclusion of her maintenance appointments always ended in snuggles and kisses. If we had enough time before her dinner, she'd treat me to a little dance too. I think she missed my strip joint! Haha

As for Kaylee, he was predominately used to wearing frilly sissy clothes in baby pink and white, everything had bows and ruffles. I decided to take him shopping for some new bras and panties, options a little more "grown up". We also got him some professional, Secretarial outfits with hosiery and high heels in his size.

Of course I made him try things on in the stores and have the sales ladies help pick out his bra and panty sets while his face burned with embarrassment.  

He wore little B-cup, falsey tits in his bras. With his make-up heavily applied and a high-quality wig in place, he was just about passable as female. 

Of course he was dreadfully humiliated, being my feminized Receptionist, but with his little clitty locked in a chastity device, I still made the rules. 

Sometimes he needed extra motivation over my knee and he was in no-way as proficient as Cassandra was, but at least I didn't have to pay him.

His payment was the occasional moments when I let him lick my bare asshole, or kiss my high heels. 

I even got him a little desk name-plate, with pink hearts on either side of the name: 

💕Kaylee💕

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Summer requests a MDLG weekend

Monday Maintenance Spanking

Continued from: Cabin Crew Threesome

Another Monday had arrived and like always, Cassandra Goth showed up on time and ready to study. She's my receptionist most of the time but I told her I'd help her with her focus and getting her back on track at school, even if it hurts a little. 

She greeted me with a hug as always. 

"Wow. You've got a bit of a Slim Shady vibe goin' on today Cassie. Or in your case, extra-slim Shady." I said jokingly to her. 

She giggled and spun me around in a fluid dance motion. 

"Can I meet you in the dance studio on my lunch break today Ma'am?" She seductively purred. 

"Of course sweetness. But first we have a few things to take care of and some studying to do, yes?" I replied. 

"Yes Ma'am, I know", she lowered her eyes and spoke, following sheepishly behind me as I walked to my office. 

We sat and chatted for a moment, before I asked her to stand and strip naked for me. I was going to take Cassandra over my knee for her weekly maintenance spanking. 

I thought I would do it fully nude this week, to add some vulnerability and embarrassment.

Cassandra reddened-up quite nicely as I was speaking encouraging words to her. I was telling her how proud I was of her and pleased with how hard she's working to get back on track. 

"You're being spanked as a reminder to keep this up and stay focused Cassie", I said to her. 

"Yes Ma'am, thank you!" She squeaked out, between smacks, all while gritting her teeth.  

Her maintenance spankings are always long and thorough but never severe. I use a variety of implements and positions with her, but it's nothing like a punishment spanking. One of the most important differences is the manner in which I speak to her. It's always "good girl, I'm so proud of you", during her spanking, rather than "bad girl, you've been so naughty".

Punishment spankings I want her to feel for a week, every time she sits down. Maintenance spankings I want her to feel tomorrow only, subtly, when she sits.

I helped her off my lap and told her it was time to get dressed for school. 

She groaned a bit, in defiance, knowing that I would have an embarrassing and extremely age regressed school uniform waiting for her in the walk-in closet. 

Her assumptions were correct. 

"Very nice Cassie, I like your hair bow!" I said to her in an upbeat octave. 

Her face flushed with shame. Spanked and dressed like a little girl, every Monday, was all that flashed through 19 year-old Cassie's mind. 

Definitely too old for this, to be spanked and given timeouts and made to write lines like a child. But Cassandra knew it was for her own good and that it was actually helping her. 

"Alright young lady, be a good student for me today. Over to your desk please", I cooed to her in a sing-song voice. 

Doesn't she look adorably naughty? Grounded to summer-school, every Monday. Sitting on a sore bottom and dressed well below her age. 

"Noon in the dance studio Ma'am?" She hopefully suggested out loud. 

"Yes Cassie, I'll see you there", I replied. 

As noon arrived, I found her in the "dance studio", as expected. The music was already on and she had begun a little solo performance by the stage. 

"Did you pick this song Cassandra Leigh?" 

Porn Star Dancing - My Darkest Days

She thought she was in trouble, as I just used her middle name. 

"Yes Ma'am, I did", she whispered out. 

"A bit more fitting for the VIP lounge perhaps? Follow me, young lady", I teasingly spoke. 

 "That's it huni, smack that naughty ass of yours", I cheered her on. 

She stripped out of her jumper while she was dancing, followed by peeling off her top and bra, reveling her amazing, perky little tits. 

She got down off the stage and curled her finger in a beckoning motion. She clicked right past me, out to the main bar, showing off a lovely glow through her vintage, sheer knickers. 

I slowly followed, not wanting to look too eager over the urge to jump her bones right on that fuckin' pool table!

She settled into the main stage, while I sat at the bar to watch her. 

Gawd she was sexy! 

Cassandra put on quite the little performance. She was getting just as aroused as I was!

"Cassandra Leigh", I said sharply. 

"I want you to go over to that couch, take your panties off and masturbate for me". 

"Yes Ma'am", she replied meekly. 

"There you go! Good girl. You have two minutes to cum for me, or you'll be getting a caning on the bare", I threatened her. 

"Your time starts.....NOW". I pretended to check a watch. 

At the one minute mark, she had not yet orgasmed. I came to sit next to her and she started rubbing my hosed thigh. 

I took her the rest of the way with my fingers, while she kissed me and begged me to fuck her. 

Since you asked so nicely Cassandra Leigh, of course I'll fuck you!

Look how well she works both poles at the same time! Such a little vixen. 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: Domina Debut

 

A Star is Born

Continued from: Cassandra's Summer School

"Please Mistress, don't punish me! I'm sorry I was snooping about. I was just curious about the locked rooms".

Cassandra pleaded with me, after I had caught her in a locked area of my facility. Moreover, she was on the stripper pole with half her uniform off and had slutty music blaring in the background.

I actually didn't care. In fact I wanted her to discover this room, she's a dancer after all. I know she's not in a snooty, Performing Arts School for exotic dance, but she must have some moves, I thought to myself. 

I wanted to find out. 

But first I thought I've have a little fun with her, and pretended she was in deep trouble.  

"Young lady! What were you doing?" I tried to sound cross with her. 

"Mistress...I'm sorry. I was just dancing a little", she embarrassingly squeaked out.

"Hmmpf". I huffed. 

"Wait here young lady, kneel. I'll be right back". I said, as I pointed to a spot on the floor. 

I clicked away into my office to fetch one of the school canes. Then returned to Cassandra, swooshing the cane through the air. 

I found her in a perfectly submissive kneel. She had learned a lot from my clients, quietly observing from her reception desk. 

Look at the terrified little cutie!

"Mistress please no! Not the cane Ma'am", she desperately pleaded with me, as I flexed the cane in my hands. 

I continued my masquerade, as the butterflies raged on in Cassandra's tummy. I stood up and told her to turn, bend over, and touch the toes of her Mary Janes.

Just as she was about to obey, I stopped the whole sequence of events. 

"On second thought young lady. Rather than caning you for sneaking into this private dance studio of mine, perhaps you could show me what you were doing when I walked in on you", I suggested. 

I set the cane down and started to be goofy with her. 

"This is my dance space, this is your dance space"...I tried to sound serious while holding back the giggles. 

Cassandra burst out laughing. Now realizing that the whole caning narrative was a ruse. 

"You do kinda have hungry eyes right now Mistress! But his room doesn't look like it's designed for learning the Tango". 

"I'm glad you stumbled across this room sweetheart, you may use it whenever you wish. Now...show me something that isn't the Tango".

I seductively purred to her, while sitting back on the loveseat and flexing the cane. 

She looked a little shocked. "Ummm, yes Ma'am. Like right now, in my school uniform?"

"Mmm hmm", I purred. 

"You're still on your lunch break for another twenty minutes".

Cassandra began to move her hips to the rhythm of the beat in the background. She knew she was sexy and had an amazing body, so she began to celebrate this. I settled in to enjoy the view. 

After a few moments, the little kitten did a stripper-walk right over to me, and continued her performance. 

"That's a good girl!" I praised her. 

"Now lose the skirt", I demanded.

Fearing she was still in jeopardy of being punished, Cassandra reluctantly removed her tartan skirt and cast it aside. Her bum cheeks, peeking out of her panties, still had some glow from her maintenance spanking this morning.  

She continued her sensual and arousing little dance for me, wiggling her juicy butt, right in my face.

She even plopped her naughty little arse right onto my lap and started gyrating her bum into my crotch. 

The little kitten was actually giving me a lap dance!

She leaned back into my chest, the scent of her shampoo and lovely hair was all around me. She began to seductively whisper to me. 

"Mistress there was something I wanted to tell you the other day, something I was too embarrassed to admit", she said. 

"Go on sweetie, what is it?" I encouraged her. 

"Remember when I told you that being punishment-spanked was horrible and I hated every second of it, at the time?" Cassandra recounts her punishment

"Yes I remember huni", I softly spoke to her, allowing her room to open up. 

Cassandra continued her lap dance while whispering into my ear...

"That night Mistress, when I looked at my bum in the mirror and could still feel the heat off my cheeks, and the ridges of welts...I got really aroused for some reason".

"Mistress...I....may have...

"Mistress, I relieved myself, while picturing being spanked". She finally said. 

She peeled herself off my lap, bending fully at the waist to touch her toes. 

"Was that naughty of me to do Ma'am", she innocently and seductively teased. 

"It's totally natural to feel the way you did Cassandra", I reassured her.

"But you really should be asking my permission, before you masturbate". I warned, as I tapped her on the bum with my cane. 

Cassandra glided over to the pole, and spun to face me in a fluid, rhythmic, motion. 

She deliberately pouted her lip, then spoke:

"I got really aroused again this morning Mistress, after my maintenance spanking". 

Cassandra then slipped her panties off and playfully tossed them in my direction. 

"See for yourself Mistress", as she continued to work the pole. 

Ohhh what a little sex doll! I thought to myself. She's so brazen and bold! 

She saw me spread the inner gusset of her panties open to have a look. The delicate, cotton crotch was completely soaked with her embarrassing arousal. 

I stood and approached her, wrapping an arm around her waist. 

"You certainly ARE a naughty girl Cassie! How do you explain those panties over there?" I took on a strict tone with her. 

"I don't know Mistress!" She whined out. 

"I don't know why this arousal is happening to me, during something so painful and humiliating Ma'am".

I didn't answer her. Maybe I couldn't, not knowing the answer myself. I decided to capitalize on Cassie's excited state instead.  

"Your dancing makes ME aroused, young lady", I purred to her. 

Without saying a word she took it upon herself to slip my dress up and off, over my head. I leaned back into the pole and watched Cassandra kneel without hesitation. 

She began to lick my pussy overtop of my pantyhose. The sensation of her wet tongue, combined with the soft nylon, felt incredible!

Cassandra had an extremely eager little tongue! 

We moved over to the pool table for more stability. She knelt and continued to massage my clit through my nylons. 

Cassandra treated me to a lovely and powerful orgasm, right into my pantyhose. 

I figured I would return the favour with a nice, deep fucking of her sweet little pussy. The pussy that had betrayed her so badly during her spankings. 

I fucked her roughly, while asking her how her cunt can get so aroused from being spanked and humiliated. 

I continued to speak as if I was punishing her pussy for the shameful, involuntary reactions she experienced. 

It was certainly a shame-fucking.

I made her cry out loud that her pussy, not her, was naughty, and that it needed to be taught a lesson; which I was currently and vigorously doing. 

"Please fuck my naughty cunt Ma'am. Teach it a good lesson for me Mistress!" She wailed out as she shuddered through a powerful orgasm. 

When I pulled out, she guided me over the couch on her own and had me sit. 

"Here Mistress, let me clean you up", she said in a breathy tone. 

Such slutty and beautiful initiative! What an absolute dream this little one was! Cleaning her own pussy juice from the length of my strap-on. 

When Cassandra got herself back into her full uniform, I used my stern tone to jokingly say, "I think your lunch break ran a little long young lady, don't you?" 

She giggled and blushed. 

"Ohhh Mistress!" 

"Do you think I could dance for you every Monday Mistress, on my lunch break?" She innocently asked. 

"Mmmm", I purred with delight. 

"Of course you can sweetie. Now lets get you back to class". 

"Yes Ma'am, thank you Ma'am!" 

Just wait until I show her the other locked room!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: What's the red key for?