My Pet

Continued from: Seasons Beatings

A Sarah Jane story 

Hello everyone, it's Sarah. Sorry for the delay in the posting that I promised you. I guess we all just had to make it through the holiday season and get back into our regular routines and rituals. Daddy and I are back into our normal rhythms. I still get spanked each night before bed, over his knee. Then I get special Daddy kisses on my bottom hole, while being permitted to masturbate and cum. I love all our little rituals, this one especially. The only twist...believe it or not, Eleve is still here with us!

Mistress Andrea has not hosted a party lately, so I haven't been able to sell her back into slavery. Part of me wants to be rid of her. I hate it when she is there in the evenings, listening to me get strapped on the bare with Daddy's belt. It's so humiliating for me, as she also sees me dressed like a little girl and sobbing like a little girl sometimes. 

We did the kind thing and offered her a room and a bed when she first arrived. She insisted on being in a locked cage, where she actually spent several evenings. Finally, we settled on a pet bed in the corner of our room, provided she is locked in a chastity belt for sleeping. 

Nice and secure! She can't tempt my Daddy with her slutty cunt. My jealously peeks through sometimes? I can't help it. 

 

Although I just said I'd like to be rid of her, part of me wants to keep her too. She actually alleviated many of my daily responsibilities, allowing more time to focus on Daddy's pleasure and my own greedy desires.

Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays I am dressed like a schoolgirl around the house. Traditional and proper-like, not a slutty style. 

Tuesdays and Fridays I am in elaborate French Maid attire. The usual look with lots of satin, ruffles, stockings and heels. On these days I have to clean the house top-to-bottom, scrub toilets and hand-wash my own panties and lingerie, along with all the other laundry and tidying. 

On weekends and weeknight evenings I am dressed like a little girl, very elaborately on Sundays I might add, which is my maintenance spanking day. It's a lovely routine. I thoroughly enjoy having my clothing chosen for me, even though it's difficult to do labourious chores while wearing high heels. 

Since Eleve showed up...SHE does all of this now! Hehe. I can't complain. 

She clicks around the house in only an apron, seeing to literally everything that use to be my responsibility. I barely lift a finger now, as far as domestic chores go. This aspect of buying her has been great! She even cooks us dinner sometimes. 

But...it was a bit of a double-edged-sword. If you remember, after my Upper Floor party of taking cock in every one of my fuck-holes, Daddy declared that I needed a break from penis for awhile. You'll also remember that Eleve's stainless chastity belt ended up on ME! 

This lasted a few days leading up to Christmas and it sucked. I loved it and hated it. Daddy knows all my deepest and darkest desires and one of them is to be cucked by another female. To be reduced to a humiliated, shamed and degraded observer. So this is exactly what happened during my "break" from cock. 

Look at me! Facing the corner in shame, bare naked and shrouded in rigid metal, as I was forced to listen to Daddy fuck her.

It should be me gagging on his cock. But I was in a great big, 2-inch gag ball with a panel covering. 

Does she suck cock better than I do? Is Daddy enjoying her mouth more than mine? These thoughts flashed through my mind and my stomach fluttered with humiliation...but I couldn't stop my confined cunt from throbbing like crazy. I fuckin hated her in these moments. My wet cunt I mean, not Eleve...

He fucked her directly over my face, as my panel gag was replaced with a ring-gag, forcing my mouth open. When Daddy finally pulled out, mid-orgasm, his cum oozed from her pussy and dribbled from his cock, directly into my waiting mouth. I had the sweet taste of their shared arousal, flavouring the inside of my mouth and filling my tummy. 

Two days! Two days I spent locked in that belt and subjected to cuckqueaning. I was about to explode with arousal. Then it was Christmas. Much to my surprise, Daddy gave Eleve back to me, as MY present. And rightfully so. I bought her. She was my pet! 

He literally tied her up with red ribbon and put her under the tree for me. It was pretty cute.

What's the first thing a little kid does when they get a toy for Christmas? They frantically want to play with it, right? Well...I'm a "little"...it was Christmas morning and my cunt had been denied for two days. Of course I played with my new toy! 

I dressed up Eleve and used her mouth! For hours! Daddy allowed it. He wanted to watch anyway, so I became a little more bold. She was just an mouth to me, with no identity.

A very pretty mouth I might add. 

Maybe it was revenge, to degrade her in this way and make her wear a mask-hood? Revenge for fucking Daddy over my face. 

I ended up becoming very bold with my new Christmas morning toy. I had her lick my pussy to multiple orgasms. I made her lick my asshole.

I even had her suck on my toes and lick the bare soles of my feet. It was a lovely Christmas morning. 

Throughout the rest of the holidays, Daddy remained firm in his position that Eleve was my pet and my toy to use. It's during moments like this when I'm torn and I don't want to sell her. 

What do all of you think? Should I keep her as my own sex doll, like Daddy keeps me as his? She does have a pretty amazing mouth!

I'm open to your suggestions. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: A Mouth Punishment?

  

 

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

 

 

  

 

So Much Penis!

Continued from: Paint the Town Red

After some begging and pouting my bottom lip, Daddy agreed to write this post for us and tell all of you about his surprise. 

Thank you, Daddy

xoxo

Sarah Jane 

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I literally thought Sarah was going to be gone all night at Mistress Andrea's party, doing God knows what with God knows whom...

So I did what any home-alone, middle-aged man would do when the woman in his life is out for the night. I ordered a pizza and turned on the Xbox. Starfield to be exact. Starfield was a new game apparently 25-years in the making, that was just released in September. They created a game with over 1600 planets to just openly explore. The scale of the game is massive! The artwork, breathtaking. 

That's not the Earth, in the second image. In the game, humanity destroyed the Earth (imagine that). This was out near Alpha Centauri or Vega or something. With 1600+ planets, it's easy to get lost in the vastness of space.

So anyway. I was sitting quietly, working on my space exploration when Sarah text me. "Come to the door and cover my eyes?" Oh good lord...this could be anything. Nevertheless, I played along. 

With my eyes closed, I heard the front door open, followed by a playful, "okay Daddy, open!"

I was ready for just about anything, but maybe not this. I see my little girl, dressed vanilla and holding onto a leash, attached to the collar of a naked woman with the brightest red hair I had ever seen. 

I think I said something to the effect of, "Jesus, Sarah. Get in here! She's naked." 

Sarah giggled and led her inside. This random woman just knelt with her head down. "I got you an early Christmas present Daddy, do you like? I bought her for like fifty bucks." Sarah told me.  

While I was processing all of this visual stimulus and information, the red-head began pleading with me not to hurt her. Wtf!? 

"Please Mister! I'll do anything you want...please don't hurt me!" She mewled out. 

She rapidly changed her position so her forehead was on the floor and used her hands to spread her asshole, the only offering that wasn't shrouded by her metal chastity belt.  

"Take whatever you want, Mister! Just let me go!" She continued. 

I gave Sarah Jane a inquisitive eyebrow raise, before pulling her in for a kiss so I could whisper to her sternly. "Hurt her? What the eff is that all about?"  

"It's her thing...just go with it, Daddy." Sarah reassured. 

"I trust you'll explain all this, little one?" I replied. "Thank you for the lovely gift, now tell Daddy, how was your evening?"

"Ohhhh, Daddy. There was so much penis! I need my Daddy!" She replied to me, with a longing in her eyes. 

I could only imagine what Sarah endured at the Upper Floor, being a sex slave at a bdsm party. Despite the fact that she probably loved it, I could tell she needed a night of snuggles with me.

"So, who's your friend here?" I asked. The red-head had not moved from her position. I was still looking directly at her asshole as Sarah introduced her. 

"This is Eleve, Daddy, but you can call her Eve. I won her in a slave-auction, isn't she stunning?" 

I just shook my head in disbelief and told Sarah to head upstairs and fill the tub. I helped this Eve girl to her feet and told her she was safe here...that no harm would come to her. I wasn't sure if that's what I was suppose to say. I got the feeling that Eve wanted to be a hardcore slave. 

This was confirmed when I showed her to one of the spare rooms. Sarah needed her Daddy tonight, so I thought it would be gentlemanly to offer Eve the comfort of Sarah's little girl bedroom and Sarah could sleep with me in my room. 

"Thank you, Sir. You're very kind. But I'm usually kept in a cage or a cell, do you have one?" 

I took Eve down the punishment hallway to one of the specialty rooms that had a cage. 

"Like this, are you sure?" I uneasily asked her. 

"Just like this, Sir! So I can't escape." Eve replied, while her eyes lit up with what I could only describe as pure joy and arousal. 

I was beginning to understand what this woman's fantasy entailed. I needed to hear more about this auction though. 

"Does Sarah have the keys to your chastity belt?" I asked her. 

"Yes, Sir." She replied in her unique accent. 

I told her that the belt was going to stay on, as I didn't want her masturbating without permission and supervision. She responded that this was a good idea, then she crawled right into the cage as I opened the door. 

She watched me click a large brass padlock shut, on the door of the cage. I think she audibly gasped with pure arousal as she watched me do this. To each their own I guess. 

Before I left the room, Eve volunteered the following from her cage: 

"Your little one needs her Daddy. She did very well tonight, I had the pleasure of watching her. I'll be just fine here, Sir..." 

I left Eve according to her wishes and found Sarah naked and in her bathroom. I helped her into the extra-hot water and bubbles, watching all the tension melt away from her muscles. 

I sat on the floor so I could begin brushing her hair. 

"Little one..?"

"Could you please explain to Daddy why there is a strange naked woman in a cage down the hall?"

Russell

Continued in: I Need my Daddy

 

 

 

 

Paint the Town Red

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