Alice: Down the Rabbit Hole

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French Cut

Continued from: Pretty Please

I just watched the new movie trailer for Napoleon. My word does it look epic! From a Director who is no stranger to bringing us epic films. 

Speaking of the French, and my French-speaking wife, Summer, have you ever seen anything more feminine, elegant and beautiful as this? 

This is a picture that Vanessa took of Summer a few weeks ago, before they both left for a flight from YYZ to Atlanta and back again. It was like click-bait for her fetish-fans, she was totally sucking them in with the amplified elegance of French-cut hose. 

Our slutty Secretaries, Bella and Sarah Jane, back in the office, took this image and started featuring it on the fans sites. They were creating a decent amount of hype online, like real-estate agents seem to do these days when they try to entice a bidding war with their "coming soon" signs.   

Well...the hype certainly worked! Summer's French-cut hose, worn in her hot, leather, high heels aboard a round-trip to Atlanta, had 45 bids at the starting price of $89.99 and 67 people watching. Not too shabby! Fast-forward to today, the two foot-Goddesses Summer and Vanessa have Russell in my bedroom, in a pilot's uniform and I'm not sure if he realizes just how lucky he is.

Lets poke our head in on them and see what these two vixens are doing with poor Russell shall we?

Suntan French-cut this time? Well done Summer! They look fantastic. The scent from Russell's current predicament, must be intoxicating. 

As he inhales deeply, he is met with a heady combination of Summer's natural scent and the lingering fragrances of her perfume and body lotion. The fabric of her pantyhose carries the scent of her most intimate area. Russell feels a rush of both submission and arousal. 

Vanessa hits record on all the video equipment in the room, to capture the magical moment when Summer gently rests the gusset of her well-worn pantyhose against Russell's nose. 

"Do you know how much people pay us for these tights, Captain?" Vanessa firmly spoke. 

I guess their naughty little production has a script too! Cute. 

Russell's gasped for air as Summer removed her plump ass from his face, allowing him to breathe and respond. 

"No Ma'am," he gasped out. 

"You should consider yourself very privileged, Captain," Summer added, as she slips out of her high heels and places her hosed foot on Russell's nose. 

He can feel the warm dampness emanating from her sole, as her delicate arch came to rest on the tip of his nose. The unique blend of the day's toil, the warmth of the leather heels and the faintly lingering notes of lotion enveloped his senses. 

They certainly put on a good show for their fans, teasing the poor "Captain" with the most powerful of the human senses. The one most associated with the limbic system of the brain, which is involved with vivid memory and deep emotion. 

Their photo and video shoot wrapped up with the two little vixens tangled in a passionate embrace. Their bare breasts were mashed into one another while Summer was engaged in a lovely French-kiss. 

When it was all said and done, Summer, being Summer...surprised Russell by jumping into his arms and cooing to him in her baby-voice. 

"Thank you for helping us Daddy." She purred. 

"Oh dear...ok sweetheart. I'm happy to have helped." 

Russell awkwardly chuckled, likely trying to hide the fact that he has a massive boner in his pants from this whole ordeal. 

I'm sure if I inspected the inner front of his underpants, it would be dabbed like a bingo card with glassy little stains of pre-cum. 

Spanking Russell the other day, watching him trust me enough to open his raw emotions during his spanking, and now seeing him "under the stiletto" once again, I couldn't help but feel an old spark ignite within me. 

I thought I'd try my luck and see if he felt the same way toward me, as he did a decade ago. 

The girls disappeared to finish up their content editing. I playfully sat on the bed and summoned Russell to join me. As he got closer, I extended my feet and instructed him to remove my heels for me.

I started innocently enough. "These ankle straps are tricky, can you kneel and help me honey?"  

"Yes Ma'am." He quickly responded.

It would seem that spanking the other day, did him some good. Good boy!

I invited him up on the bed and we chatted, reminisced and giggled about our old D/s days together. 

"Do you remember when you used to worship my feet for hours?" I purred to him, all while kicking up my feet right by his face, and crossing my ankles in the most dainty of position. I swayed my feet back and fourth with the motion of my knees. Was I being too forward?? Haha.

Finally, I felt his strong hands grabbing the top of my foot, while his thumb gently traced a line down my tender arch. *Moaaaaaan! Gawd damn, I felt that right in my pussy!

"May I, Mistress Andrea?" Russell chivalrously asked. 

I purred back to him. "Mmmmm, you may!" 

He didn't miss a single inch of my feet and toes. His mouth felt so good. The sucking sensation on my baby toes had me reaching inside my panties and diddling myself to a shuddering orgasm. 

I encouraged Russell to relieve himself also. Between his time with the girls and now watching me orgasm while my toes were in his mouth, I'm sure he was quite aroused and desperate for release. 

The girls might be the foot-porn stars but let me tell you, I'm no slouch either. Look at my pretty little piggies! 

For the sake of his bare butt, let's hope Russell remembers how he is expected to clean this mess up!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo 

 

Continued in: "And Thank you for Fucking my Wife"

 

  

Annoying Autonomy

Continued from: Run Through by the Tradesmen

I couldn't help but shake my head a little, when I was recently "producing" the last few scenes involving my blogger friend and Goddess, Miss Julie. She said it long ago, when I first tried to describe to her how the Sims works. She suggested it must like herding cats. 

It truly is! It's a labour of love. 

Because the characters in the game can function autonomously, they take every opportunity to do so and will interact with as much as they can, including each other. 

Summer and Mistress Andrea went jogging once, which means their characters disappear from the property and you can’t control them at all. They both come back and I get an alert on the screen that the pair of them are pregnant!! 

I guess there’s a computer-controlled dude out there in the community that Mistress doesn’t have in a chastity cage. Some local swordsman must have banged the pair of them in the bushes or something, whilst out for their jog. 

That being said, I had to wait nine-ish months (in the game’s time), for them to have their babies before I could engage them in “activities” again. 

In the most recent examples, I was trying to get Julie's avatar all set up to kneel and suck a tradesman's cock, while manually masturbating a second man...and suddenly her character was missing. 

She had autonomously gone outside to BBQ and ended up setting the entire thing on fire, along with the patio set. She then runs into the house with her arms flailing in the air hysterically, which was a fun animation to watch. 

The hunky firemen have to show up and rescue our careless Julie and extinguish the fire. Speaking of producing, I'm sure that could be a lovely sex-scene in itself. 

It got me thinking, if you were a hardcore Simmer and played quite a bit, you could actually construct and play-out a domestic discipline relationship within the game. 

Dishes are left out by the avatars, food spoils on the counter and tubs and toilets get dirty, if your wife or husband in the game is a a bit of a slob. 

Uh-oh Jules! That's an awfully dirty sink. You've been home all day too! What have you been doing?? 

Tristan might come back over to fix something and happen to walk-in while Julie is being corrected by the head of the household. How embarrassing! 

I guess it won't hurt if he stays and watches for a bit, as Julie's little feet and legs kick the air. 

Summer just realized she left food out all night, which has now attracted a cloud of fruit flies. She has a little pout going because Mistress Andrea told her to clean it up the day before. The butterflies in her tummy are definitely fluttering at this point, she knows a spanking will be next. 

Julie is into minute 18 of her half-hour cornertime, when she hears the cries and pleas of her roommate Summer, taking a good, hard thrashing. 

It seems these naughty girls need some extra motivation to tidy up around the place. Tristan is a hard working tradesman, he doesn't have the time to clean such things. Julie's character started autonomously cleaning the tub, I'm sure the trip across Mistress Andrea's knee helped. 

Bella was caught masturbating to spanking porn on her tablet, which she careless left open and on the floor for Mistress to find. What a naughty girl! (Sex acts will also occur autonomously if you have the settings adjusted correctly). 

Bella was spanked and sent to the kitchen to clean the sink with tears streaming down her face. 

Sure enough however, as much as you can control and discipline these naughty girls, give it another ten minutes after the cleaning is all done and suddenly Bella and Julie are both missing. *shrug* 

I guess their spankings got the pair of them a little worked up. I found them in Julie's bedroom. Bella was helping herself to Julie's glistening pussy. *shrug* again? WTF.

So if you ever wanted to play-out a domestic discipline arrangement within this game, create your characters and just let them live their lives. You could make a Julie and David, and they would function autonomously, go to work, eat meals and use the washroom. 

Eventually David would leave dishes in the sink. This is where you intervene and tell Julie's character how to address this. Or Julie will forget to pay the bills and Hydro will shut the power off. Then make David's avatar roast her little arse over his knee. 

Yes, Mistress literally had to go out to the mailbox to pay the bills so the power would come back on, otherwise, there would be no light to illuminate these lovely scenes.  

The only work-a-round I have been able to find, to mitigate the wandering autonomy of the girls, is to pen them up. You have to put them into a space with no doors and nothing to interact with. Yes, Julie too!

This way, when it's time for Tristan to empty his balls into Julie's delicate little bum hole, we know exactly where to find her!

Now, rather than Julie wandering off to potentially burn the entire house down, we can instead, enjoy the sight of her boobs flopping about while she gets fucked. 

xoxo