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

 

 

  

 

When the Cat is Away...

Continued from: The Stable Master

It's true. I have been a bit absent from my wifely duties of late and consumed with all these side-quests that have been going on. 

Summer did a hall-pass night with Russell, because she needed some dick. Yet that whole sequence of events started because I wanted Summer's best friend, Vanessa, to take me in-hand for a night and make me her bitch. "Goddess" Vanessa, as I call her, did exactly that! She did not disappoint. 

Hall Passes

Next thing you know, we were all engaged in the punishment and spanking of Russell, with the help of two horny policewomen.

Good Cop, Bad Cop

Then Russell manhandled me for a night (upon my offer and request), in my old punishment kilt I used to wear when he would spank me. *Sigh* We're all over the map here, dear readers. I just hope you have been enjoying the ride. 

Old Flame

And if that wasn't a full dance-card in-itself, I started intensive pony training with Sarah Jane, down in the stables yesterday. She did well, I only had to whip her a few times, but my gawd was she ever humiliated. Sensory and emotional overload I guess. Her soaked pussy showed her hand though. Her wetness didn't tell any lies about her experience in the stables, poor thing.     

Back to School / Pony Training

So as the "cat" was away, I naturally assumed my mice would be playing. I had to search through the Facility for Summer and eventually found her, with Cassandra, in the Nursery / ABDL room.

Has anyone else ever walked-in on their 30-something year-old wife, with pigtails in her hair, wearing an adult baby dress with white tights to hold her crinkly diaper in place? 

When Summer and I have been apart for any period of time, she becomes very regressed and sucky, very needy and vulnerable. I guess in the absence of her "Mommy", she sought-out the next best thing, her favourite babysitter, Cassandra.

How adorable! Summer is over 10-years her senior, yet can find escape and find comfort, being dressed like a baby girl and being cradled in Cassie's lap. I stood in the doorway and just watched for awhile. Seeing my sweet Summer so content and peaceful was very heart-warming. 

"Playing house are we, girls?" I startled them both as I crept into the room and spoke. 

"Mommieeeeeeee!" Summer squealed out loud, before diving into my arms. 

"She fussed a little when I changed her...and she didn't eat much lunch, Ma'am", Cassie suddenly said to me. 

It was clear these two were deep into a scene and I didn't want to interfere. I just fanned the flames a little. 😈

"Sounds like you were a naughty girl for Cassie, hmm?" I hissed at Summer, who just pouted her bottom lip rather than responding. 

"How were you going to address this, Cassandra, before I walked in?” I asked. 

"I was going to give her a spanking then put her down for a nap, Ma’am," Cassie responded. 

I know these two better than that! They are usually a hot mess when they get together. I was smelling some withholding of information.

"Just a spanking and a nap huh? That's all?" I pried further.

Cassie looked a little sheepish but ended up spilling the beans. "Well...umm, no Ma'am. I was going to fuck her in the bum after I spank her, so she's all squishy back there when I put her new diaper on."

"Oh...well in that case...very well girls, carry on." I said with a smile to both of them. "Just do all this upstairs, I wanna watch." 

The two little voyeur vixens grabbed each other and giggled as I clicked out of the room. Like I said...I didn't want to interfere in their scene. Hehe...

A crinkly diaper under white tights, on an adult woman who is used to wearing pencil skirts and stilettos? Yes please! The dichotomy of that contrast alone is hot!

It doesn't bode well for spanking though. Too much padding and too much protection. 

Cassandra has been trained well. It didn't take long before she had Summer's beautiful little butt bare and red. She reddens up so nicely with her fair skin. My mouth was beginning to water as I watched my wife take the ultra-realistic strap-on into her mouth. 

Again, I wasn't there to interfere or become involved, "Mommy" was just supervising the babysitter. 

Ok, ok...maybe I got a little involved, and helped hold Summer steady, while Cassie fucked her ass, but that was it! This was their scene. I'm keeping my clothes on...

Sigh...

I'm a weak, weak woman! 

The cat is back! 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: The Cute Couple

 

Dealing with a Spoiled Brat

Continued from: The Cum Brat

A Sarah Jane story

Hi everyone, it's Sarah again. I'm going to be grounded to my bedroom after I post this so I'll type slowly and take my time when I describe my spanking to all of you. Yet I've just realized this is a horrible predicament because it's very uncomfortable to sit right now. 

I'd rather be on my tummy on my bed, sobbing into my stuffie. 

"Mr. Bun Buns" was my cuddly companion throughout my age regressed phases of this journey I've been on. I spent a lot of time holding his little ear while standing in the corner with my pull-ups at my knees and red bum on display.

But what to do now?? *foot stomp*

Sit here and stall and dawdle and endure the pain of sitting? Or finish my task quickly to be grounded to my room?  Grrrr! 

I'll begin with a revelation I had. 

Doesn't it suck when something you despise doing, or having to do in my case, turns out to serve its intended purpose? Thirty minutes in the time-out corner sucks! It's boring and the slight elevation of my Mary Jane heels makes my feet hurt and I'm humiliated and dressed like a little girl and it just plain sucks! 

As the agonizing minutes tick by and the humiliation causes my pussy to betray me, the boredom forces me to begin thinking about why I'm in the corner in the first place. 

Intended purpose of cornertime? That's 1-0 for Daddy. 

I thought about a specific request he had for me the other day. It was the on the 16th of August. He sent me this awesome bdsm video of two slave girls in a dirty factory-type setting. One poor girl was gagged, presumably with her own panties and tape. She was crotch-rope tied, her nipples were clamped and she was strung up in a bondage pose with spreader bar, forced onto her toes. 

Her friend, I assume these two were abducted by their male captor together, is being presumably "forced" to practice her deepthroating skills on a dildo. She is likely under threat to keep going on the dildo, lest she wind up like her friend, strung up and beaten. 

So as the video started for me, this was the initial scene: 

The girl on the left had her nipples clamped and affixed to her dildo stand. This was a nice move I thought. Trapped by her own nipples!

The girl on the right. Her crotch rope is tied to her ponytail to keep her head up and forward. Way more shameful! She can't hide from her punishment now. Her nipple chain seems to be around her neck, causing pressure and tugging if she moves too much. 

The strung-up girl is spanked and whipped with a belt the entire time. She screams her way through the whole torturous scene while her legs shake from her tip-toed position. 

Her friend, now covered in her own drool and slobber, deepthroats that realistic cock, the entire time. It's a long video. It's 18 minutes long and my Daddy knows this is exactly the sort of treatment I crave and want. This is the style of maledom I like. I wanted to take the place of both of these women, as I watched this. 

Daddy allowed me to masturbate while I watched the full length of this video. I was also, shockingly, permitted to cum at will, provided I recorded the times within the video that I orgasmed. 

*blush* I'm embarrassed about the next thing I want to say...

I came five times while watching this clip! The first one occurring at the 2:42 mark. My second orgasm, which was heavy and shuddering, at the 5:28 mark. Then, like the spoiled little cum-brat that I am, I came three more times! Five orgasms Daddy gifted me. I really was his spoiled little girl. 

Intended purpose of cornertime? Self-reflection? Dammit....2-nothing for Daddy.

He keeps my orgasms controlled so I am in a perpetual state of arousal, on edge and ready to serve him. My orgasms, when permitted, are like a gift to me. And now I just had five in a row, didn't journal about my previous ones then even forgot about one and when it occurred. 

I took for granted these lovely gifts. I took advantage of how kind my Daddy is to me. Fuck!

3-nothing Daddy. Acceptance of consequences!

This is when the fear of the spanking sets in, while I was in the corner. I knew it was going to be long and severe. This was right around the time my thirty minutes was coming to an end and I was called to Daddy's side, to face him for the first time. 

Of course I was bawling. 4-0 for Daddy. The cornertime was long enough to reach the self-pity phase, apologetic phase and begging for Daddy to not be disappointed with me. Bawling at him to please spank me, because I know I'll be forgiven afterwards. Spank me long and hard, just don't be disappointed in me! 

See how sucky this is! When you realize this process works. Sucky cornertime achieved its intended purpose! This sucks! 

Well. I got what I had coming to me and I know I deserved it. I got hand-spanked first, followed by the strap, two hairbrushes, a dozen with the cane then finally, Daddy's belt. I was a frantic mess by the end. 

Snot, tears. I was cough-crying. Daddy held me close to tell me I was forgiven and I sobbed into his shoulder, apologizing for being a spoiled little brat. 

Then, with the scent of pink baby lotion enveloping the room and enveloping my nostrils, I was about to undertake another agonizing thirty minutes in time-out, displayed and shamed. This is the point Mistress walked in on us, and asked what was up. 

I heard Daddy telling Mistress why I got a spanking. My face burned with embarrassment from my corner, when he revealed to her that I masturbated myself to five cummies! I heard words like spoiled being used, brat and ungrateful, when he told her about the journal I failed to do. Daddy was clearly still fuming with me. Then I heard Mistress speak. 

"This is actually good timing. I have something to talk with you about. Does Sarah Jane need to be punished further?" Mistress asked Russ. 

"Yes!" I heard my Daddy reply. He didn't even hesitate. 

Then the two of them began to whisper, which was humiliating and annoying. They were likely whispering about me! I heard Summer's name spoken. I heard the term hall-pass. That was about all I could extract from their whispering. 

Mistress clicked out of the room and the final minutes of my cornertime came to an end. When Daddy released me I crawled on my hands and knees over to him. His pants were off and his cock was in his hand. My ritual was so drilled into me that nothing had to be said. 

"May I please suck your cock Daddy?" I said as I looked up at him. 

"Yes you may young lady," was his reply, adding a touch of youthful vulnerability for me. 

"Thank you Daddy." Was my next response, followed by a gentle kiss to the tip of his penis before taking him into my mouth. 

I love when it grows in my mouth Daddy! 

As I sucked him off he calmly spoke. He didn't ask me anything, as my mouth was full of his dick, he just told me what was going down. 

"Summer wishes to join us for a playdate." He said. 

"Since you've lost some appreciation of how good you have it and the lovely gift of orgasm that Daddy grants you, you're going to be taught a further lesson young lady." 

I could only groan onto his cock. Not knowing what this new punishment would entail. 

Daddy wasted no time in telling me. 

"When Summer joins us, you're going to watch me fuck her." He bluntly declared. 

I groaned onto his cock again in desperation. Not really knowing if it was a jealous groan or a groan of pure arousal at the thought of this upcoming humiliation. 

I didn't have long to process what was just said, as Daddy was now blasting his load into my throat. 

Once I swallowed everything down and cleaned up his cock, I kissed the tip once again and simply said, "thank you Daddy." 

Was I thanking him for his cum? Was I thanking him for my spanking? Or was this my implied consent about his statement that he is going to fuck Summer and force me to watch? 

As I sit here typing, I think it was all of the above. I deliberately didn't say anything further in that moment. 

Once I hit this post button, I have to go to my room. I'm grounded for the night. To lay on my tummy and think about watching my Daddy fuck Summer. 

*pout* 

sarah jane 😔

 

Continued in: I often envy submissives

MDLG Dinner Party

Continued from: Bella's Anal Training

Sometimes you don't need to plan a session or a scene, the submissive(s) can often provide the inspiration for you. And if you're paying attention when that submissive wind changes, you can just run with it and let the scene progress into something magical! 

Much is the case relating to my current situation...

Toward the end of the last post, Summer took things to "littlespace", by asking me if her favourite new play toy, Bella, could stay for dinner. 

I took Bella to littlespace by replying to Summer, "only if it's ok with her parents". Which is a ridiculous notion as Bella is in her 40s, a corporate executive, wife and mother.

Then one final push from Summer, right on queue, when I subtly suggested that she make Bella go down on her in the shower before dinner, to which she replied, "yes Mommy"...

Pretty strong hints all around? I'd say so. Before I capitalized on all of this however, I needed a nice relaxing soak with my girls...soon to be my "little" girls.

Relaxing in my hot tub beside the gorgeous love of my life, who's currently kissing my gorgeous sex slave. "Sigh"...I've got it pretty good, I must say. 

If you look closely you can see Bella's chastity belt below the waterline. Good thing those belts are stainless steel because I decided to leave it on her. 

Hopefully the neighbours had their blinds shut, because of course things escalated! The kissing led to Bella's tongue up Summer's ass and Summer kissing me!

I thought about another fucking...

But Bella's asshole had taken quite a pounding in the dungeon already and her pussy was closed-off to any penetration. 

Rather, we just continued some loving oral, between giggling and molesting each other until all our skin started to prune. 

Summer made me cum with her mouth while Bella diligently maintained her rimming and continued to lick and kiss Summer's adorable bottom hole.

When this hot-water frolicking was all over, it was time to take these two to littlespace. 

Bella and Summer have both experienced deep age regression at my home before. Those posts can be found here: 

Bella's Age Regression Kink

Summer requests a MDLG weekend

That being said, they are aware of the specific style that is required and the elaborate outfits that accompany the overall look. After we left the tub I told them that dinner would be formal and dresses would be required. 

They made their way upstairs and spent the next hour primping and doting on each other's outfits, makeup and accessories. 

Without being supervised, I think they did an excellent job! One pastel yellow, organza-style dress with pelerine knee socks and Mary Jane heels. The other, a soft lavender sissy dress, fully satin with a petticoat, finished with the same knee socks, doll heels and both wore satin gloves.  

Bella had on a leather collar accented with lace trim, which was more reflective of her role. Summer wore a white lace choker with a bow at the front, suggestive of her being one or two "ranks" higher than Bella, in the pecking order.   

They both looked ridiculously little, adorable and cute. Even though my two girls are much more comfortable with each other now, sexually comfortable, I'm sure they were both deeply humiliated to be dressed like this in front of one another. 

Summer asked Bella if they should go show-off their outfits to "Mommy", to see if I would be pleased. 

I had since slipped into a Mommy look downstairs, with fully fashioned hosiery, pearls and heels. I saved them the trouble of coming to find me and made my way up to the bedroom. 

How darling! My two little ones were kneeling on the floor and playing. 

"We have a few hours before dinner little ones, try to keep the noise and the silliness to a minimum", I said, as I began to spell-out some mdlg rules. 

"Summer, Bella is still in her chastity belt but you're not. You soon will be if Mommy hears any hanky-panky from up here, is that clear?" 

"Yes Mommy", Summer pouted and replied. 

"Now get some toys out and play my little ones, Mommy will be in the kitchen". I said. 

"Yes Ma'am", they replied in unison.

It didn't take long before I could hear loud thumping from upstairs. Now any reasonable person would assume they're just playing around, but I know these two, it's quite possible they could be fucking!

What a lifestyle right?! Checking on your two "littles" to see if they're fucking. Haha...I couldn't help but giggle before going up to see what was up.

Split the difference of assumptions I guess, they weren't fucking each other but they were wrestling around on the floor, making out and laughing.

"Summer Addison! Get off her this instant young lady", I shouted at her. 

"And you, Isabella Octavia. Look how wrinkled your dinner-dress has become!" 

I was doing my best with some old-fashioned scolding of my two naughty girls, which is exactly what they wanted to hear in this particular scene. 

"You two are both getting spankings after dinner, is that clear?" 

One after the other, starting with Summer, they both squeaked out a, "yes Ma'am". 

"Now, you two need some quiet time before dinner. I'll put on a kid's movie in the other room. I don't want to hear a peep out of you two until you're called for dinner, or I'll come up here with the wooden spoon!" I threatened. 

"That's better girls, nice and calm", I cooed to them as I selected some ridiculous, toddler-aged tv program for them to watch. 

When dinner was ready I had them wash-up and join me at the table in their formal yet severely age-regressed attire. I unlocked Bella’s chastity belt and replaced this with an elaborately ruffled pair of satin panties.

There were no high-chairs this time, no goldfish crackers or applesauce. We actually had an adult meal together with adult conversation. I almost wonder if it makes them more humiliated and more embarrassed, to be dressed like this but with everyone behaving completely vanilla against a vanilla backdrop.  

It was almost as though our session had been put on pause and I was a little afraid that I had lost the session momentum completely, by spending too much time not "in role". 

Leave it to my amazing Summer though, who was likely sensing this as well and took it upon herself to pull us all back on track.

"Mommy?", she spoke sweetly and innocently. 

"Can Bella stay for a sleepover?" Summer asked.

I wasted no time in getting right back into character as I looked directly at Bella. 

"Well girls, what did I say would be happening after dinner?" I spoke to them. 

Since I was glaring directly at Bella, she chose to respond. 

"We're both getting a spanking Ma'am", Bella peeped out. 

I looked at Summer this time, with another open-ended question directed at the pair of them. 

"And why are you girls getting a spanking?" 

Summer responded this time. 

"Because we were wrinkling our dresses and being silly before dinner Mommy", she lowered her head. 

"That's right young lady, now follow me you two", I ordered. 

"If we can find some jammies for Bella to wear, then she can stay the night ok?" I said to Summer. They were both excited as they followed behind me and up to the bedroom, yet the excitement was clouded by an impending spanking to come.  

"Skimpy tanks, skimpy panties, jammy bottoms and bare feet", I declared out loud, as the three of us entered my room. 

"Noses in the corner and hands on your heads, I need to go get my hairbrush", I followed up with.

"Yes Mommy", Summer mewed out. 

"We're sorry Ma'am", Bella chimed in next. 

Not as sorry as they're going to be, when I get back!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Slumber Party Subs