Alice in Wonderland

Continued from: Miss Julie's Blog

[FF/m] [F/fm] [kink show] [spanking] [sissification] [chastity/denial] [public humiliation] 

A special thank you to those who were able to use my blog as a book of condolences for our beloved Miss Julie. Please continue to do so if you'd like her to see a farewell message from you. I am sure she will be checking and may reply in the comments. 

To help fill the void that has been left behind, perhaps I'll bring back her iconic character for some family dynamic, Daddy spankings, right at the dinner table. Her little green cargo pants didn't stay up for long during this one, as her actual Dad gives her a spanking on the bare, right in front of her immediate family: The Spanking She Never Got

With Julie's blessing, perhaps we can even create an A.I. version of her, to enhance any future works or tribute posts.

In the meantime, I'll try to quench the thirst of her readers and followers by inviting you to follow along with this blog. For the best experience, I suggest starting at the very beginning and reading in order from oldest to newest posts, as there is a main storyline that develops throughout the entirety of the blog. The earlier stuff is a little clunky as I was just starting out and trying to hone-in on the overall art and content. I am thankful for Miss Julie's help in the early stages, as she was always open to my "how does this work?" questioning. 

Some of my content is purely fictional, as are a few of the characters who exist in the Sims world. However, much of the content, even if a fictional character is involved, is based on my own relationships and experiences with BDSM and spanking, even romance within the main storyline. 

What should be purely fiction, what should be a whimsical wonderland of erotic dreams, is actually the new reality of sissy alice, who is here to tell us all how far down the rabbit hole he just went. Directly continued from: A Star is Born

A sissy alice story:

As far as outings go, my first as alice was pretty awesome. Bent over the knee of a beautiful and renowned disciplinarian and being spanked was a dream come true, a wonderful gift from Mistress Andrea who sent me there for a "real" spanking. 

I was not prepared however for the task about to be bestowed upon me, or what would happen thereafter. 

This was bombshell one...

...what Mistress wrote about in her last post and the message I got from her that day. "Do you have any idea what Lady Jose has just asked me, sissy?" 

Mistress sent me a screen shot of an email from Lady Jose to Mistress Andrea which was also described in the last post. Wait, does that say what I think it does? I had to read it multiple times for it to sink in. Damn my clitty cage felt tight that day, especially when I was given permission to attend this kink function. 

The good thing is there was only about a week and a half until the event so I had little time to wind myself up about it. The bad news was there was only a week and half to go until the event so I needed to get my things in order. Dresses, make up, logistics. I'm a planner. First time I went to my spanking appointment with Lady Jose I had my dress hanging on display in my discipline corner a few hours before my session. 

Fortunately, I had already got approval from my online "Daddy" for a bunch of new dresses that were on the way via post. As the dates ticked by I grew more and more excited. I organised the hotel rooms for Lady Jose and I and after some discussion, we agreed on three outfits I would bring to the hotel and try on and let Lady Jose decide how I should dress. 

The side effect of all this planning and anticipation were my panties pretty much being constantly wet, my clitty would NOT stop leaking. Like, it was ridiculous! By Tuesday I was changing my panties twice a day. 

Then, the next bombshell hit just two days before the event. "There might be another girl joining us, Kitty. She's a lovely easy going person like me." 

Ok, sounds fun. Hopefully I'm still spanking I thought...

"Is she a spankee or spanker, Lady Jose?" I asked innocuously. My brain was going overtime. Am I going to be spanked by two beautiful women now? Am I to stand in the corner whilst Kitty is spanked? Is this all a dream? 

The response from Lady Jose was so normal, an almost throw away comment as if this was everyday conversation. Maybe for Lady Jose it is, but for me it's not so when I read the response: "She's a porn model." 

My jaw hit the floor. When I clicked on the Fetlife link I think my jaw carried on falling through the floor of my 4th floor apartment and ended up in level -2. 

Drop

Dead

Gorgeous!

So now, the reality of my situation was sinking in. I was going to a fetish show, dressed like a little girl, to be potentially spanked by the beautiful Lady Jose and there was going to be Kitty there as well - a stunning porn model to join in. 

Pinch me, pinch me. This is definitely a dream. 

My chastity cage had definitely shrunk, by this point it almost felt like constant pressure. I cope pretty much all the time with my clitty cage, I have been locked up for 216 days and I haven't seen a naked woman in real life for years, YEARS! 

The next thing I knew, these two women were in my room, picking out my attire and dressing me up like a little girl, complete with hair and make up, jewelry and accessories. After getting to the event we got our VIP wrist bands and headed inside. It was still quiet, things apparently would pick up later in the evening but I was still in shock, being the arm-candy of Lady Jose and a submissively-dressed, near-naked porn model named Kitty. 

We went into the fetish area of the show, where the more kink oriented happenings were going on and soon had a bottle of bubbly on the go. There was some amazing rope bondage being demonstrated, the skill involved was mind-blowing. It was inside this fetish area we got our first spanking, and I mean WE because Lady Jose made Kitty and I stand face-to-face, holding hands whilst she took turns spanking us. I was on cloud nine, standing in front of the gorgeous Kitty, being spanked while people walked past or stopped to watch. I felt so vulnerable yet so safe there, I couldn't have let go of her hands even if I wanted to. I needed her support. 

After this we walked around some more, looking at the stalls, grabbing some food and checked out some of the stage activities. 

Later, after another walk around it was time for another spanking back in the fetish area, and it was getting busier. This time there was no Kitty to hold my hands, she was busy holding the camera! Oh boy this was a good one. Lady Jose kept tugging my panties, wedgy-style and almost using them as a handle to hold my butt in place whilst I was spanked. 

It felt so good and so vulnerable, there with my arms and legs spread on the St. Andrews cross. I didn't realise until the end that we had gathered quite the crowd!

Lady Jose had also spanked Kitten up against the cross too, and I must say it was one of the hottest things I have ever seen, and two of the best pictures I have ever taken. 

Like, wow! Everybody by this point has stopped to watch, transfixed.

We took a break and watched a male strip show on a stage. All three of us enjoyed watching them before heading back for what would be my last spanking of the night. The big one! 

Up against the cross again, more crowd, more intensity. The strokes started to hurt now. Lady Jose expertly knew when to push my limits and when to ease back a little. Subtle check ins, a gentle hand on the shoulder, tender nails across my hot bottom. All expertly done as ever. 

I was so aroused by this point, I could feel my clitty literally dripping between my legs as I held onto the rings and just let the experience take over me. 

The girls then took on a gentleman from the audience that stopped to...admire the situation. I have never witnessed a man wearing nothing but a t-shirt and underpants, stand in public with his hands down his underpants whilst two women put on a spanking show...but now I have. Kink is awesome!

He expressed an interest in being spanked by both Lady Jose and Kitty and they didn't disappoint. 

Now, I admit, I was soooo jealous of the man at that stage. I wanted to be there instead. Well you know what they say, be careful what you wish for. Once the ladies were done with Mr. Underpants, Lady Jose asked if she could use my bare bum to give Kitty a lesson on where and how to spank. 

So I found myself one last time against the cross, panties pulled down, female hands wandering across my bottom, lower back and legs as Lady Jose went through the 101's of where it is safe to spank and where it isn't. They took turns spanking me at first, and Kitty was really good at it. 

At first I couldn't feel the difference between Lady Jose and Kitty - the intensity was discernible but as it went on it became a blur. 

When the two ladies teamed up, each spanking a bum cheek, I was in heaven, and my god was the crowd big! By the end, my tooshie was on fire, the divine feeling of two different hands caressing and soothing my abused bottom was almost too much. I felt so aroused, so humiliated, so sexually frustrated at that point. 

Just look at how sexy Kitty is!! Omg. 

This dream had to end eventually I guess, but my goodness it was the most amazing experience I can remember. Even writing this now I wonder if it was a dream, or how I got so lucky to be able to experience this?! I can only thank Lady Jose and Kitten for such a night. 

And Mistress Andrea, oh how I am forever indebted to Mistress Andrea. It is only because of her this is all possible, through her guidance, wisdom and encouragement. 

So thank you Mistress, thank you Lady Jose and thank you, Kitten. That truly was a once in a lifetime experience that I will always treasure! 

Kisses

alice

xxx

It certainly sounds like sissy alice had a fun time, despite being publicly spanked, humiliated, feminized and never to be freed from his chastity cage. From what I understand, he has booked a one-on-one, full and proper spanking session with Lady Jose again, towards the beginning of May I believe. I'll be sure to post an update on that one. He might be dressed as a schoolgirl and introduced to the cane, hehe. 

Additionally, it seems sissy has earned the trust and fame of this wonderful community, enough so that he has been invited to hold the camera once more and film some kink content for Lady Jose. It's like a torturous form of cuckolding right? He's a docile sissy, he will likely be dressed like a parody of a little girl, in ridiculously frilly attire. He's not a sexual threat or concern to the women as his penis is and will forever be locked up...

He's the perfect camera holder, albeit, incredibly frustrating for him. Apparently another internationally renowned, female disciplinarian will be in town soon. Sissy alice will be helping to film the production and I expect, before too long, he'll be staring in these productions also. 

I wish him all the best in his future endeavours and who knows, perhaps you'll see sissy alice content pop up here from time to time, along with other, more professional porn content that he is now engaged in. 

He's gonna be a sissy porn star in no time! Go check out "Sissy Joyce" if you want to see what that looks like and what alice's new reality might be. 

Good luck, alice. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo    

   

Continued in: Julie: 1998

 

Alice: Down the Rabbit Hole

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Raise my Allowance

Continued from: The Mad Scientist

A Sarah Jane story

[F/f] [F/fm] [chastity] [lezdom] [69] [foot worship] [tease & denial] [HoH]

Oh my goodness gracious, it's been an eternity since I last savoured the delight of Daddy's cock! A whole two weeks, if you can believe it! I've been counting down the days, my horniness growing more unbearable by the hour. 

The joys of being a cherished little sex slave in Mistress Andrea's world comes with both rewards and challenges. It's not uncommon for me to receive special treats and allowances, but I know that certain privileges are not included in my standard package deal. Like the ability to unlock Daddy's precious penis whenever I please, even though we are an official, intimate couple. 

One of the perks however, is the regular playtime sessions I am granted with Summer, my sweet friend and Mistress Andrea's wife. That little minx has recently introduced a new technique to our playtimes. As we assume the 69 position, right in the living room in front of "Mommy" and "Daddy", she'll gently finger my asshole while licking my pussy with gusto. Needless to say, I return the favour with equal enthusiasm, inserting a finger...or three...into her bum as I devour her delicious pussy. 

It must have been so torturous for Daddy, sitting there beside Mistress Andrea, watching Summer and I play while his cock is locked up. This was all by design though, a product of Mistress' cruel creativity. I really wanted to help him out and earn those chastity keys more often, or at least for longer. Also serving my own selfish purposes, I wanted some dick! Lots and lots of dick! Summer's tongue is amazing and she can wield a strap-on like none other, but I craved the real thing. 

One particular evening, desperation had gotten the better of me, and I found myself seeking out Mistress Andrea in the living room, where she sat enthroned, nose buried in a book. I approached her with all the trepidation of a naughty little girl, my bashful demeanour a mere façade of my naughty intentions.  

"Mommy?" I ventured, trying to sound as sweet and innocent as possible. 

"Could I maybe, possibly get an increase in my allowance?" My heart skipped a beat as I awaited her response, my fingers crossed protectively in front of my throbbing pussy. But alas, instead of a benevolent smile, Mommy's expression turned stern, her brow furrowing in disapproval. 

Before I could even process what was happening, she'd snagged me by the wrist and deposited me summarily over her knee! A faint blush crept up my cheeks as she tugged my panties down to my ankles, realizing I was about to get a good old-fashioned spanking on the bare. 

My inner little girl let out a tiny squeak of protest as the first smack landed, but I knew I was in for a thorough blistering. After all, Mommy always knows best, and I'd clearly been too big for my britches. 

A few days after that initial failed request, I found myself mustering up the courage to ask once more for an increase in my allowance. It seems I just can't learn my lesson, can I, Mommy? 

My boldness was rewarded with a trip down to the dungeon space, where I was stripped out of my little jammies and my dignity. I got strung up by my wrists and Mistress Andrea gave me a nice long whipping that night. 

But even that didn't deter me from making another plea in a few days. 

FUCK!

"Mommy, would it be ok if..."

DAMN!

"Mommy, could I play with Daddy's coc..."

...SON OF A!

This time I ended up getting a series of stinging lashes to my breasts, pussy and bottom hole - in a variety of very exposed and very vulnerable positions. 

I won't deny it, the sensation was absolutely thrilling and torturous in equal measure. But as I reflected on these episodes, I realized that perhaps, just perhaps, I needed these lessons in humility, in self control. After all, a little girl such as myself must always remember her place in this household... 

I've come to realize that Mommy expects so much more from me than just completing my household chores. 

To earn my allowance of maybe thirty minutes with Daddy's chastity keys, maybe forty-five, I had been doing the dishes, vacuuming, even hand-washing Mommy's panties and hosiery for her. But I was still missing something to earn a raise in my allowance. 

So, I decided to take matters into my own hands, quite literally, and surprise her with a little display of devotion. One evening, without warning, I sank down onto my knees before her, my heart racing with anticipation. 

I locked my gaze onto her feet, encased in the most seductive of stockings and high heels. Picking up on my intent almost immediately, Mistress gracefully swung a leg over the other, crossing them and dangling her outstretched high heel in deliberate offering. 

"May I, Mommy?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, "may I have the privilege of removing your high heels? My gaze remained cast downward, awaiting her response. 

To my relief, Mommy granted me permission, and I quickly set to work on liberating her feet from the heavenly shoes. Next, I carefully cleaned and polished them in front of her, sitting cross-legged on the floor like a little girl. 

Without being prompted, I gently cradled her hosed foot in my hands, showering them with intimate kisses and tender licks, up and down her soles and toes. 

My fingers worked their magic too, manually massaging away any tension or stress she might have accumulated during the day as our head-of-household. As I began to suck on her hosed toes, I could sense Mommy's growing satisfaction, her arousal radiating outward like a warm glow. By the time I had rid her of her stockings and was now licking the arches and pads of her bare feet, she was gently masturbating, bringing herself all the way to orgasm, her face beaming with pleasure. 

"Now I'll raise your allowance!" She giggled, her chest rising and falling rapidly in the aftershocks of her lovely climax. A whopping ninety minutes! Ninety minutes of unfettered access to Daddy's chastity keys. This was my allowance for serving Mommy so well!

Would I choose to set Daddy free, allowing him to ravish me with abandon? Or would I opt to keep him locked away, teasing him mercilessly until the timer runs out? 

Vote in the comments everyone, what should I do? I have ninety minutes with the keys. 

Tease and I'll probably be punished for it later. Unlock him and get ravaged...either way, I'm fucked! Hehe. 

And I wouldn't have it any other way. 

Sarah Jane 

💟

Continued in: Helping a Friend

Floating on a Cloud

Continued from: I Don't Want This!

[F/f] [F/m] [M/f] [lezdom] [HoH] [FLR] [chastity] [spanking] [tease denial] [DDLG] [age regression] [MDLG] [Daddy] [Mommy]

A Sarah Jane story

It was a frigid Tuesday morning when I tiptoed into our bedroom at Mistress Andrea's Facility, my blonde pigtails bouncing with each step. I was carrying a tray with a steaming cup of coffee and some fruit. It would be a lovely surprise for my sleepy Daddy, who was still snuggled under the covers. 

I couldn't resist giving him a gentle wake-up call, singing out in my sweetest tone, "good morning, Daddy! Rise and shine!" 

As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, I set the tray down beside him and leaned in for a gentle peck on the lips. My bright blue jammies, adorned with fluffy white clouds, seemed to match the cheerful atmosphere I was floating on. Little did I know, this innocent start to the day would unfold into something far more scandalous... 

Daddy sat up on the bed as I playfully flopped down into his warm spot, a sly grin spreading across my face. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of trouble we might get up to today. Summer was away at work, that Skylar girl had gone home to study for something, and Mistress was downstairs in the kitchen. All alone...with "Mommy" and "Daddy" all to myself? I thought. 

As Daddy reached for the coffee I playfully swatted his hand away, teasing him with a giggle. "Oh, no you don't, Daddy! Not until you've given me a proper morning kiss!" 

Mmm, those special Daddy kisses! He had me out of my jammy bottoms in no time, as I removed my top, leaving me in my sockies only, as his lips travelled the length of my bare bum. My heart skipped a delightful beat as he reached to part my ass cheeks, his gentle kisses transforming into deep licks. I let out a contented sigh, my back arching deeper as his tongue penetrated my little pucker. 

Each kiss, each lick, was a masterful blend of adoration and desire, rendering me helpless against the tide of arousal rising within me. I began to slowly masturbate, swirling two of my fingers over my clit as I could feel my ass peeking open, now being fucked by Daddy's tongue. 

As the pressure built, I barely got my ask out in a shriek of desperation, "may I cum please, Daddy?!" Right before the dam broke, as I was given his permission at the last second, I violently orgasmed onto my fingers. My body trembled, my heart raced, and I let out a series of sweet, surrendering squeaks as the waves of orgasm crashed through me. I wanted to be fucked so badly in that very moment!

Alas, as delightful as this morning interlude was, I knew it was only a taste of the forbidden fruit - for, as we all know, Mommy's wise rules dictate that Daddy's cock remains safely secured within its chastity prison. 

I cleaned myself off my fingers, as I am required to do post-orgasm, then finally emerged from our cozy little cocoon as Daddy headed for the shower. I chose an outfit that was playful and darling, a pink dress covered in sprightly florals. To complete the look, I added a pair of crisp white knee socks and Mary Janes. As I twirled in the mirror, my pigtails bouncing with each rotation, I couldn't help but giggle at the sheer absurdity of it all. What other forty-something year-old woman gets to spend their morning like this, receiving special Daddy kisses, dressing like a little girl? *giggle*

I made my way to the living room, where Mommy was, her warm smile greeted me, and I hastened to give her a tender kiss on the lips. "Good morning, Mommy!" I chimed, scanning her features to see if she could taste me on her lips. She smiled indulgently, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she no doubt just heard me cumming, from upstairs. 

"Good morning, little one," she replied, while sliding her tongue over her lips that I just kissed. "Would you be a dear and unload and load the dishwasher for me?" she asked, her tone soft and gentle. 

"Yes, Mommy," I nodded, my eyes downcast in submission.

I wasn't exactly thrilled about being tasked with domestic chores. But, alas, as a dutiful little slave to both Mommy and Daddy, I knew better than to express any dissent. After all, I'd learned the hard way that disobedience would earn me a stern reprimand and a sound spanking over Mommy's knee - or worse, across Daddy's knee. 

Ugh, just the thought of it made my tummy swirl with bittersweet butterflies! I recalled the last time I'd earned a spanking, my tears and sniffles mingling with the scent of Mommy's perfume, as she scolded Summer and I for our misbehaviour and silliness. The sting of her hairbrush on my tender bottom still lingered in my memory, a potent reminder to behave myself and follow orders in this new dynamic. 

With a heavy sigh, I finished the dishes, scrubbing away the last remnants of last night's dinner from the plates. I dried my hands on a nearby towel and took a deep breath, steeling myself for the inevitable reporting of my task completion to Mommy. 

I made my way back to the living room, where Mommy sat serenely, her piercing blue eyes watching me with an unnerving intensity. 

I dropped to my hands and knees before her, my heart racing with a mix of trepidation and devotion. I lowered my body to kiss each of her sleek high heels, my lips making contact with the patent leather. "All done, Mommy," I reported, looking up at her with what I hoped was an endearing expression. 

A warm smile spread across her face, and she extended a manicured hand, beckoning me to rise. I took her hand, feeling a jolt of electricity run through me as she led me toward her private office. What secrets did she have in store for me, in that strict and private space? Would it be a lesson in obedience, or perhaps a reward for my diligent efforts?

My heart skipped a beat as Mommy produced a glinting key from the cleavage of her breasts, the tiny metal shape dangling precariously from a necklace. She strode purposefully to the imposing safe in the corner of the room, unlocking it and opening it with a clank.

I watched transfixed, as she rummaged inside, finally emerging with a delicate golden key duo. These were no ordinary keys though - these were the coveted keys to Daddy's chastity cage! My pulse quickened as Mommy approached me, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Thank you for doing the dishes, little one," she cooed, depositing the keys into my waiting palm. "Here's your allowance." 

The cool metal seemed to thrum with possibilities as I wrapped my fingers around them, my mind racing with all the wicked delights I could orchestrate with this newfound power. 

"You have 45 minutes with the keys, huni, to do as you wish," Mommy announced, her voice low and sultry. Oh, the things I could accomplish in three-quarters of an hour! I could hardly contain my squeals of glee as I envisioned the tantalizing scenarios unfolding in my mind. 

Would I tease him mercilessly, or grant him release from his cage? One thing was certain: the next 45 minutes would be a whirlwind of delicious debauchery, with yours truly holding the reins, or so I thought. 

As I skipped into the bathroom, a vision of sugar and spice, I caught sight of Daddy emerging from the shower, droplets of water clinging to his powerful physique like diamonds. 

My breath did an intake, snagged by the glinting gold chastity cage encasing his penis, a constant reminder of Mommy's ultimate authority in this place. 

A saucy grin spread across my lips as I held out the precious keys, taunting him with the promise of release. 

"Oh, Daddy!" I teased, my voice a honeyed purr, "Mommy gave me my allowance for the week!" 

I turned seductively, the rustle of my dress a mere accompaniment to the main event. Reaching beneath the hem, I pulled my panties down. His strong hands wasted no time, grasping my ass cheeks with firm intent, massaging and slapping at them with possessive fervor. 

I felt his meaty hands spreading my bum cheeks, exposing my perfectly pink little princess parts. Leaning back slightly, I cooed up at him, my tone husky with invitation. "Is this what you want, Daddy?" 

The words hung in the air like a promise, a dare, and a surrender...all at once. Yet, I was still holding the reins, for now.  

Sarah Jane 💗

Almost out of Time