Gamer Mode

Continued from: Tattoos and Tongues

I'm not sure what more to say than simply, I'm not a gamer...and I feel like a sucker. (not that kind!)

(That’s me below, as like a call of duty, gamer version of me)

I am sort-of tech savvy and as you all know, I have been enjoying my creations and "art" over the past two years, on this blog, as I try to illustrate and animate the Sims to do very naughty things with each other. 

In order to do this, I have always just staged or "forced" interactions with the characters in various settings, my character, Summer, Bella and all the rest. After all this time, I just learned the other day that there is a full-blown, BDSM, game mode. 

*Sigh*

For anyone who plays the Sims, this essentially means you can play it as your normally would, but with a BDSM sex slave that you are required to train and condition. I guess I didn't read the fine print years ago, when I started to download mods from this person calling their brand, "Kritical".

I thought I was simply getting dungeon furniture and objects that Kritical made to then use in my own Sims world. Like so: 

Or like so: 

Again, little did I know, was that Kritical not only created the BDSM items to use, but also, an entire mini-game of immersive interactions associated to "owning" a submissive. Like you actually have to work at it to unlock different layers of things you can do with them. 

So...I suppose I had to try it...on Summer first. I literally had to buy Summer in a slave auction that I will explain later, but after some muddling around with this new style of gameplay, I bid on and won my own wife, Summer. Haha. 

I asked the A.I. what it thought about this scene too. Hmm...kinda, I guess. 

Then it started to get a little more focused. It will frequently input like gibberish in the backgrounds of these images. I've seen it on chalkboards in some of the school scenes.  

Okay, okay...now you're getting it. How humiliating for my poor baby! Just objectified and vulnerable, sold off to the highest bidder. 

I stopped trying at this one, which wasn't perfect but close. 

Back to the gameplay. 

At some point the Sim's mood will change to sheepish, almost embarrassed looking and the popup with appear: 

When this happens, my character can't play with her or have sex with her or do much of anything else, until I address this and punish her. What a cute feature! Once I click on her and impose said punishment, she shrugs and stomps her feet and has a little hissy fit and twists her face into a pain-fearing scowl. Also cute. She's acting out!  

Then, my window of options pops open and at this early point in our Kritical relationship, I only had two options available. I think you can expand to more as our D/s progresses. Anyway, I could give her a lifted up spanking or a golden shower it said. *shurg*

I was surprised about this new and adorable animation that was never available to me before. They call it stand & carry & spank. And I love it!

Lifted right off her feet and held under my arm like a rag doll. Her vulnerable legs dangling and head down. What a cute animation for naughty little girl like Summer! 

It reminds me of this one, that I've used before to represent a good belting from "Daddy" in a similar state of vulnerability:

It looks like I'm going to have some new positions and content. New animations to use in the future, now that I discovered this Kritical thing, that was right under my nose all along.

Second option to punish Summer was a golden shower, something she and I have never participated in before. 

I thought a golden shower was to be peed on. This looks like I'm peeing directly into her mouth and the assumption would be that she's consuming my urine?...I guess...

Not really my thing...

Hopefully my golden liquid doesn't do anything to the electric shock collar that she is wearing. Also something I will explain later. 

Summer is too adorable to pee on or in. How could you pee on this? 

Next time I'll write about how this whole auction thing goes down and the shock collar function. It's quite something. 

In the meantime, I'll continue to explore all these new options and animations that are now available to me and how I can use them to bring a better product to all of you. ;) 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: The Tears of the Sissies will Water the Meadows of France

 

Toilet Humiliation and Anal

Continued from: Sarah and Russ return

A post from slave sarah

As I sat naked, gagged and blindfolded in this tiny, locked cell, I caught myself deliberately pulling against the shackles on my wrists and ankles, just to hear the chains jingle and feel the rigid steel.

There was something very alluring to me, about the strict metal bondage and the added weight the shackles provided. Apart from the robust-sized plug up my ass, these were the only sensory stimuli I could feel, in my solitude and captivity. My pussy was shamefully soaked, as Master's words, threats even, that I would soon be fucked in the ass, echoed in my ears.

I had lost track of time but knew that I hadn't been abandoned for all that long, twenty minutes maybe, before I heard footsteps approach. 

The sound of brass clattering against metal shocked me to a hyper-attentive state, as I listened to the heavy cell door unlock with a key. 

My Master had finally arrived for me! To use me for his pleasure and amusement. My headspace was that of an abducted or purchased sex slave, fearful of a beating if I do not do my very best to offer my holes to him. My mind was exactly where I wanted it to be. I was so dreadfully aroused! 

I was roughly manhandled up and onto the cold seat of the toilet and encouraged to pee. I couldn't believe that I actually did, on command! I visualized being led outside, into the yard on a leash and forced to cock a leg and piss. Why was the thought of this so exciting to me? 

My stomach was in knots of embarrassment, as I listened to my urine echo against the water. While I was peeing, my blindfold and gag were removed, my mouth was saturated in drool and his graciously-sized cock was forced into my mouth.

I felt absolutely degraded, dehumanized and humiliated, to be sucking his cock while seated on a prison toilet full of my own urine, but I started to understood his tactic. Who was I kidding, the humiliation was fanning the flames of my deepening arousal. 

Once I had Master super erect and on the brink of cumming, he stood me up and spun me around. A slap to my ass and a gentle push, had me jack-knifed at the waist with my hands resting on the toilet seat. I was bent at the waist and forced to stare at my own golden nectar in the toilet. Master removed my anal plug which must have left my dirty hole a bit gaped for him, as he slid his cock easily into my ass. 

I wanted so badly to touch my pussy. One little tickle of my throbbing clit would have had me cumming instantly. But Master kept one of my arms pinned behind my back and my other was gripping the toilet seat for dear life. I was occasionally thrust up on my tiptoes, and grunted uncontrollably throughout my ass fucking. 

At one point my arms were both pulled behind my back and upward, which forced my head almost into the toilet. It was close enough that I could smell my own piss, as I was still forced to stare at it also. My wrist shackles were connected to some ceiling chains, forcing me into this pose. I think it's called strappado, a stress pose I have seen on porn sites before. I hated it and loved it at the same time. 

A gag was returned to my mouth, a spreader bar added to expose my most intimate parts, and Master's cock never left my asshole until he blasted cum into my bowels. 

Before his gooey seed had the chance to shameful ooze from my anus, he re-seated the anal plug into my stretched hole, to hold all the mess inside me. 

Again I was left, naked and shackled with a squishy, unpleasant feeling up my ass, all while forced to look into and smell a toilet containing my own pee.   

I fucking hated how degraded I felt in this very moment, and fuckin' loved every second of how degrading this experience was.

What a mindfuck huh? I was so conflicted and trapped in this paradox. I didn't know what to do! I did know one thing though...

If I so-much as heard someone's phone vibrate from another room, I would have cum all over my thighs in that very moment!

slave sarah xoxo 

 

Continued in: The Countess of Monte Cristo