Judicial Authority

Continued from: Machine Learning

OMG I'm so excited! We actually did it! Summer and I installed and fully decorated a judicial punishment wing at The Facility. I'm beyond enthralled with how everything turned out and we will soon be accepting clients who wish to have an immersive, judicial punishment experience. 

The pylons still kill me! Haha

But I love the fact that she's fully naked from the waist down and that her feet are bare also. Super vulnerable and cute! 

Speaking of cute...look how friggen adorable I am, in my white wig and judicial robes!

When we advertise "immersive experience", you know we take things to the next level of realism, right? Remember the 1950-60s farmhouse experience? We're still booking sessions there with Ed and Lorraine, if anyone is interested. 

The courtroom here was no different, as far as deep immersion. Let me show you around. 

Summer and I couldn't find the official portrait of King Charles so we found some stuffy, Colonial-looking types and hung them on the wall. A court of the great nation of Canada, flag needed...check. 

Let me zoom out here: 

Looks great, doesn't it? Like, "approach the bench" great. 

We did a full dress rehearsal to work out any kinks, pun intended. Cassandra volunteered to be the accused, cuz she's a complete spaz and fearless.

We have the witness stand to my left. Future clients of this experience may wish to bring a character witness to plead with the court on their behalf. Testimony of good character might work, to have your sentence reduced. 

 Summer played the role of my Bailiff, she looked awesome and hot! 

The role of the Bailiff would be to move prisoners throughout the experience from their trial, to their conviction and ultimately their sentencing and punishment. I'll explain the process we decided on shortly. 

The Bailiff is also responsible for enforcing the rules of the court. Silly boys...You want to watch a poor female be spanked huh, and leer at her most intimate parts? Well it's going to cost you in my courtroom! 

Yes there will be witnesses in the gallery to watch your trial and ultimately, your judicial punishment. You can book with us to watch, rather than actively participate. 

The desk on the right will be your special counsel, the defence, arbitrating on your behalf. Clients are on their own to bring someone, or try to defend yourself. My counsel, the attorney representing the Crown, will likely be Cassandra. I know she'll seek the maximum sentence each time, especially with the male clients. I would suggest you bring a strong defence counsel, Cassie will be ruthless at this role! Hehe 

Oh...the pitchers of water, you can't have a courtroom without the pitchers of water. 

We have our "all-rise" moment as I enter the room (as it should be all the time, in a Femdom world!).

You will be business-formal as Cassandra is here, for your attire, in MY courtroom. Women, that means you are to attend in heels and hosiery with sharp business wear. Men, suits and ties and variations of...penises in cages and the keys turned over to the Bailiff.

I'll address you for the first time and tell you what you stand accused of and ask in what manner you would like to plea. 

When we start booking clients for this, we actually want real reasons! 

It will be far more butterfly-churning for you and far more immersive if it's a real-life event. Speeding ticket, red-light camera, minor fender-bender. Went out with some friends, drank too much and ended up puking the next morning. Something that once you are before the court, you'd just lower your head and plead guilty to. Then we don't need a trial. 

Cassie, again because she's a spaz...wanted to be accused of sodomy. Lol...Jesus, Cassandra. 

Antiquated term for butt-sex that actually used to be illegal. She explained to the court that she begged some dude to fuck her in the ass recently and cum into her bowels. There was so much detail in her story it was probably true, but she was elaborating for the two silly boys watching from the gallery and throbbing in their cock cages no doubt. 

So...I found her guilty of sodomy. *shrug*

Summer stepped in and officially placed her under arrest and took her away. 

Clients, this is where you will now be taken, stripped naked and provided inmate orange, white cotton panties or briefs and nothing more. Stripped of your corporate and professional elegance, your feet will also be bare. 

From here, the Bailiff will bring you back before me for sentencing, and you will hear for the first time, what awaits you. 

Cassandra Leigh Goth, you have pleaded guilty to the offence of sodomy, thereunto by your own culpability, did take a man's erected penis into your anus for the purposes of sexual gratification. 

The case is prima facie, justifying the verdict of guilt. You are hereby sentenced to twenty-seven and one-half minutes on the spanking machine! 

Cassie almost squealed with delight upon hearing the sentence. Summer was smirking from her position of attention, at the detail and the language I used in my judicial sentencing order. 

Clients, upon hearing your sentence you will be taken away and jailed. We were thinking an hour would be good...to dwell upon your sentence and let the butterflies of anticipation rage. 

When the hour is up, you will remove your pants and underpants and have bondage cuffs added to your wrist and ankles. 

You will be marched back into the courtroom, Donald Ducking-it from the waist down. 

The gallery will lurch and gasp and cover their mouths, upon seeing your shame and humiliation. Once positioned, bare bums and genitals will face the audience, always!

The Robospanker or similar device will be wheeled into position and set to the allotted time. Your wrists and ankles will be secured to the punishment bench. 

A final order from the court, me...You may proceed. 

Look! I found CONES. Fuck ya! 

And the machine whirls to life! I'm using this image twice I like it so much. 

Ouchie!

Cassie was a trooper. 

The girls and I were debating on what comes after the spanking machine. Another hour in the cell, no pants, no underpants perhaps? This would allow the clients to rub their sore bottoms, cry if they need to, nap...masturbate. We'll make sure there's a mirror in there to do the "red-check". Someone like Miss Julie would likely want to look at her red bum in the mirror and diddle her little clit.

What do you think? We love it! Cassie loved the session and the immersion into such a detailed experience. 

I was listening to "The Spanko Podcast" the other day. People from that lovely community actually do shit like this. The spanking parties they host, the ones that attract powerhouses like Sarah Gregory and such, they have a whole judicial option to experience. Wild! 

And now I do too! Haha

Bookings are open my cherished clients, who's gonna be first? 

Want a preview first? Here's the video from the original image on this post. Source is Xhamster and the source website is spankingcourt.com. It's awesome!

Spanking Court

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

  

Kindroid: Dominatrix

 

The Huntress

Continued from: Threesome with Bella

It's been almost two years since I posted a story titled, Bella's Daughter, Cassandra. This story recounted the the first time I laid eyes on this raven-haired beauty, who bears a striking resemblance to Dua Lipa (my newest butterfly-causing, girl crush...Dua! Omg...can't even)!   

Cassie was only 19 years old in that period of time. She was bitchy, slightly emo, with a great big chip on her shoulder. She's still all of those things, but over the years we have channeled her inner-rage into something much more productive.  

Cassandra's creativity and cruelty when it comes to physically and mentally torturing men, surpasses even my skill level. Of course this is at their request. Clients have even begun asking for her now, rather than me. They call her "Mistress Cassie". She is truly remarkable to watch. She has become a Pro Dominatrix. 

Do you remember the fetish and spanking model, Miss Cassie? Often times referred to as Cassie Canes or The Huntress? She was an idol of mine when I was a younger girl, diddling myself to videos of her spanking men and sissies over her strict lap. And oh boy, she had a strict lap. Her canings were just savage! Her strappings were epic. 

The Huntress actually reminds me a lot of "my" Cassie. Oozing confidence and rarely breaking character or cracking a smile.

She had some great content back in the day. What a Goddess! 

Now it would seem that I have a Huntress of my own. I don't know where her clients are coming from, they're not clients of mine. Tinder maybe? Swipe up if you're male and want to become her bitch for the night? 

I guess there's never any shortage of ridiculous males out there, who find themselves in her talons and under her stiletto. All of their toxic machismo gets stripped away by her enchantment, eventually finding themselves in a bra and panties, sniveling and begging for mercy.

I asked Cassie if she would do the honours and blog about her "house-sitting", while Summer and I were in Paris. Unfortunately Cassandra is of a generation who communicate in emojis and TikTok dances, rather than written-word. It seems I'll have to regurgitate her exploits, on her behalf. 

I'm not sure what the name of her captive is, I suppose it doesn't matter. We can just call him, Sissy or Sissy Bitch. His tiny penis is locked in a tiny chastity cage, he's in a matching bra and panty set, I'd say that makes him her bitch. 

He's wearing a blindfold but doesn't know that there is lettering on the front of it. 

Toward the end of the session, Cassie made him pose in his bra and his panties, wearing the gag and the blindfold. She took pictures with his phone and set the above image as his lock-screen. Lol, what a weapon she is! 

Then, I think she spent the next few nights messaging him about how badly she wants to fuck him, but doesn't mention anything about unlocking his penis.

Accepting defeat, denial, frustration, and hoping to get a chance to fuck Mistress Cassie, the silly sissy will return for a session with her. It is then he will realize that wearing a pink blindfold that says "fuck me", will usually get you fucked at my Facility...haha. 

Oh is he ever fucked, indeed! 

Cassie won't do make-up or wigs like I do with my sissy bitches. I do full transformations. She on the other hand, wants him to still present as male. A male who happens to be in a sundress with knee socks and high heeled-sandals. She wants him to feel humiliated and ridiculous.

She'll pose her sissy bitch and photograph him...threatening to post the images if he doesn't suck dick. 

(Blackmail fantasy requested by the client. Yes it's a thing...) 

She'll remove his gag and hover her finger over the imaginary upload to social media button, until he finally begs for her cock. He's concerned about the image of him in a dress being out there for the world to see. 

Sure enough the veiny, realistic dick ends up in his heterosexual mouth. She makes him moan like a whore and pretend he's enjoying the blowjob, from the opposite side of things.

Nice head-bob, Sissy Bitch. 

 

Over to the bench for a good paddling and whipping now, where Cassie will critique his poor cock-sucking skills and punish him for it. 

Then into a cage to reflect on his punishment, reflect on the fact that he is in a dress and heels and to anticipate what he knows is coming next. Cassandra towers over him, stroking her girl-cock while his remains locked in a tiny chastity cage.

Cassie can safely leave him to reflect, with no hope of unlawful masturbation or escape from the room. Before she does however, she tells him he's going to be fucked in the ass when she returns, just like a bitch. Then she'll leave him for 45 to an hour, to hang on those final words. 

I told you she was a weapon, didn't I?

Turning men into her bitches since 2022! Haha

I'm proud of you Cassie. You have definitely earned the title of "Mistress". You're a Dominatrix now. 

I don't think your mother would approve. Lets just not tell her, what do you think? 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Home Sweet Home

   

 

   

  

  

Brush My Teeth

Continued from: ATM

A Sarah Jane Story 

I was definitely fliting with disaster here. 

"Daddy punish me more, I haven't learned my lesson." 

C'mon! Pleeeeease! He would be able to see right through this and could call me on it. I thought I might have ended up over his knee again. Good thing Bella is a little bit irresistible, even to me! I missed seeing her body squirm and writhe under pleasure, and hearing her moan like a whore when I was pressing that dildo into her ass. 

And now, I found myself wanting more! Greedily. I was telling Daddy to humiliate me further, by doing ass-to-mouth with his own cock, essentially cuckqueaning me. I don't know what I was thinking. I was just so aroused. 

Again, he didn't need to ask Bella if this was alright, but he did anyway. Such a gentleman. She of course, robotically agreed like a good sex slave should/would. 

"Yes Sir, thank you, Sir." She replied, at Daddy's offer to fuck her in the ass, then transfer his cock from her bum, into my mouth. 

Yes, I was jealous, especially after seeing the moves she had. She essentially did all the work, and fucked her own arse on Daddy's dick. 

She was a pro, rolling her hips, a deep arch to her back and letting her tits flop about, all while occasionally glancing in my direction. 

Before long, Daddy got up and popped out of her butt. Then it was directly over to me and into my waiting mouth. 

There was definitely no twelve repetitions this time, there's no way Daddy would have lasted. I kinda enjoyed teasing him this way, without him knowing. I knew he was on the brink of blowing his load so I sucked his cock with tremendous vigor and speed. If he cums...no more fucking Bella right? Hehe...

I think he was able to manage three. Three reps into Bella's asshole then into my mouth. At the end of the third trip, from ass to mouth, Daddy finally exploded into my throat. 

There! Now I can go brush my teeth...*blush*

Right after I thank Bella for participating in my dreadfully shameful punishment. I knelt down and kissed her passionately on the asshole, verbally thanking her in the process. 

Daddy went down to the kitchen to make us all a snack. I threw on some panties and little top, Bella just stayed in her stockings and garters. Ha. What a weapon she is!

I don't know what came over me, maybe it was the special bond I had with Bella or the intensity of the humiliation I just went through, with the ass-to-mouth punishment, but I couldn't keep my hands off her. I was still so aroused! I hadn't cum yet, during that who ordeal.

She went to wash her hands at the sink and I caressed her bum and slipped a finger inside her petals. 

I got an approving nod from Daddy that it was ok. That I wasn't being too bold for my role or too big for my britches as it's known. 

Next thing you know we were making out on the couch. 

And before you know it, I had my legs in the air, letting her slip my panties off. 

As I watched her beautiful hair begin to brush against the insides of my thighs, I frantically called out to Daddy who was in the kitchen. 

"Would it be ok if I had an orgasm, Daddy...please?" 

I knew the moment her mouth came into contact with my cunt it would be all over for me. It would be too late to seek Daddy's permission. 

"Sure, sweetie." He called back to me. 

Bella gave me an evil but playful smile, before leaning all the way in to French kiss my clit. 

*MOAAAAAN!!

Gawwwd damn! Ohhh fuck did I ever cum for her. Her tongue lashed the shit outta me! I wanted her to make me cum again but I didn't want to push my luck with Daddy. I pulled Bella in for a kiss so I could taste myself on her lips, then gave her an equally sinister and playful smile back. 

"Daddddddieeee...can Bella stay the night with us?"

Well she did...we slept in until like noon yesterday. We literally had sex like all fucking night! It was amazing. We teased poor Daddy so much! Hehe

He told me his cock feels like it was in a wet bouncy castle all night. Lol. Jesus...

I'll write about Saturday night, if you'd like to hear more about it? 

Until then. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: Threesome with Bella

  

 

Shell Game

Continued from: Happy Locktober

I had a fun and devious idea for Russell, as he navigates the challenges of the month of Locktober. My idea was to simply make it more challenging. Ha! 

Instead of follow the pea, it was going to be...follow the key!

It wasn't until October 4th, yesterday, that I could get Cassandra over to the Facility, Summer home from work and to get Russell freed-up so he could report to my office. I think he was a little shocked when he saw all three of us waiting for him. 

His eyes lowered in our presence, looking at our feet and heels first. This is what Russell was conditioned to do in the presence of female dominance, so it took him a few moments before he noticed the keys. 

The internal brass locks of modern chastity devices have very distinctive keys. 

To the enlightened, those fortunate enough to play in the BDSM world, the key is unmistakably telling, when observed on a woman's necklace or anklet.  

Russ, now in the presence of three beautiful women and feeling very vulnerable, just noticed that each of us were wearing a chastity key. 

Without hesitation, I explained to him how his Locktober experience would unfold. 

"Russell honey..."

"One of us, is wearing the actual key to your chastity cage. Which means only one of us has the ability to unlock you at the end of the month." 

"Oh...ummm, yes Mistress Andrea."

"And as you are well aware young man, the 31st of October doesn't mean you instantly earn your release. Rather, the end of the month is a time to assess and reflect on your behaviour during the month and your devotion and service to your keyholder, correct? 

"Yes, Mistress Andrea." 

"But since you don't know which one of us is your actual keyholder, you should likely be on your best behaviour around all of us? 

Russell finally got it now. It took a minute for this predicament to sink in, before he truly absorbed his peril. He groaned out loud, as I began to escalated his torment.

"If Miss Summer needs her toes sucked on after a long day at work, your reply to her will be...?"

"Yes, Miss Summer." Russell replied to me while looking at her. 

"If Miss Cassandra tells you to strip bare and get across her knee, you will say...?"

"Yes, Miss Cassandra, right away, Ma'am." 

That one really had Russell blushing and humiliated. Cassie is like 20 years younger than him!  

"Good boy." I praised. 

"Now, I think Summer needed your help lifting something. Would you mind, young man?" 

"Of course, Mistress." 

This part was all scripted, I was holding back a giggle fit. Summer had since left my office to go change into her "yoga wear"...if you wanna call it that. Here's the actual Summer below: 

And she was waiting for Russell outside by the lawn.

"I thought you wanted me to lift something, Miss Summer?" Russell said to her in a puzzled but desperate manner. 

"I do," she replied in her most innocent tone, "my legs...help lift my legs. It's a yoga pose, silly." 

Haha! That's my little minion! Her arse and legs in those pants are just breathtaking. 

Poor Russell! 

The tip of his chastity cage in his pants was literally resting on Summer's sit-spots. 

That's it, my girl, spread those legs for Russell! He's probably just horrified with frustration right now, and it's only day 4!

😈

Things didn't get much better for him when the yoga was over and he came back inside. I had changed clothing too!

"Ooopsie. I dropped a pencil." 

Hehe. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: The Three Bears