Halloween Harem

Continued from: The Future is Female

[F/fffff] [lingerie] [cosplay] [schoolgirl] [dress-up] [leather] [high heels]

I'll take a quick break from our main storyline to let the girls show off some of their costume ideas for Halloween, starting with mine. What do you think? Who wants me to put a spell on them? I may have to change my official title from 'Mistress" to "Enchantress'. 

With Cassandra gone, Summer has lost her favourtie partner-in-crime, fellow cosplayer, Star Wars nerd and gamer girl. She has been a little bummed about that and about not having Cassie around for Halloween this year. 

The last time we heard from Cassandra and Carley, there were touring around Croatia and Serbia. Cassie told me she's been keeping a journal of their exploits and travels, along with some detailed accounts of their playtime with that sissy slave they found, named, Alice. That poor, poor man, oh my! Or perhaps lucky, depending on how you look at it. 

But...on the bright side, we have the new girl, Skylar, with her PhD in space rocketry or whatever it was. She must be a super nerd! 

However, she's also an Olympic medalist and mixed-martial-arts fighter, so maybe not the nerd I think. 

Summer is going to kick things off for us this year. Remember when she cosplayed before and the girls formed their own little Rogue Squadron? Super cute. 

The Rogue Squadron

This year, she's staying within the theme of movies. I think my cute little wife nailed it!

The lovely Bella, the original member of my harem, is rocking a little Princess Jazz vibe and looking super hot. 

Sweet and innocent Nancy Landgraab, went with an old-school classic. She doesn't have a stitch of female dominance in her, but wanted to be a slutty police woman. *shrug*

Despite the fact that little Sarah Jane took on a more dominant role at home and entered into a female-led-relationship with Russ, she wanted to be "little" and whimsical again. She went with an adorable Wonderland look this year.

 

Sarah's newfound play-toy, Mandy, the soccer mom...I suppose she could have just donned her scrubs and arrived as a nurse. 

But...she went with an adorable classic also. 

The only wildcard was Skylar. Our shy librarian who worked for NASA once, has a cat named Gary, and is probably the most intriguing woman I've ever met, even though she doesn't look it. 

You've managed to capture the essence of you as a person, equal parts badass and geek, all wrapped into one adorable package!

Atta girl Skylar, a Star Wars nerd...Summer will be happy. 

Who wins the best costume award? Feel free to comment. The winner gets to choose their own reward! Maybe a spanking? 

Happy Halloween everyone.

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: Lord Impaler

 

The Perfect Lubricant

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No Scrubs

Continued from: The Nurse and the Doctor

[FF/m] [medical fetish] [kink] [latex] [pegging] [nurse] [enema]

I guess we're doing another medical fetish scene. That silly, middle-aged man from the previous scene is on his way to The Facility. Time to get out of my scrubs and into my doctor mode. Hehe 

As I previously mentioned, this one was going to be both Summer and I, playing the roles of Doctor and Nurse for our sniffling, humiliated client. 

We both went and got suited up together, as you saw in the last post: 

Yep, we look hot!

The A.I. wrote some of this one, and surprisingly, from Summer's perspective. Which we haven't done before. Lets give it a chance and see how she does. 

As I stood in front of the mirror, I smoothed my hands over the slick, skintight latex of my nurse's uniform. The white material clung to every curve, highlighting my round breasts and nipping in at my waist. I admired the way my ass looked in the reflection - firm an enticing, begging to be spanked. 

My stockings ended in a tantalizing tease just below my garters, and the red strappy heels added an extra four inches to my height. I felt powerful, sexy and in control. 

As I clicked down the hall I could already hear the spanking well underway. A fleshy, sharp barrage of smacks and soft whimpers. 

When we designed this session, the first stage for this poor client was CFNM. The humiliation of being out-of-shape and fully naked in front of Mistress.

Next she was going to apply and lock a metal chastity cage around his genitals and flaccid penis...no brainer there. Male's typically don't even enter her presence without being locked up. 

She would have done a weighing on the scale and some humiliating comments about weight-loss goals and "man-boobs". 

He would be apologizing and shamed at this point, which is the best time to go over her strict lap for a spanking. 

I had since changed and walked in to her office when the spanking had ended, but I certainly heard it from down the hall. There she sat, resplendent in her dominance behind the clinical glass desk. Her shapely leg crossed over the other and she bobbed her high heel off her hosed toes. I bit my lip, my body responding instinctively to her commanding presence. 

In the corner of the room, Edward stood completely naked and vibrantly reddened, a testament to Mistress Andrea's skilled hand and whatever else she used to cause the welts. I could hear some gentle weeping from the corner, adding a touching vulnerability to the scene before me. 

Mistress looked up from her fake chart, her blue eyes meeting my smile, as I closed the door behind me. 

"Ah, Nurse Summer," she purred, "thank you for your assistance with our client today." She arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing across her lips. "Now tell me, have you reviewed his file? What do you think our little patient needs today?" 

I licked my lips, my heart pounding in my chest. 

"Well Doctor, in the case notes I am seeing weight gain, chronic masturbation and several concerning fetishes involving women's undergarments. I believe we should start with a thorough cleansing. Perhaps an enema would be appropriate?" I offered, watching as Andrea's eye gleamed with approval. 

"And then, Ma'am, I think some exercise would do him good - maybe some time on the treadmill with the anal hitching-probe, just to keep things interesting." I continue, my voice dripping with excitement. 

Mistress Andrea taps her chin thoughtfully, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I like where your head is at, Nurse Summer. But let's not forget about the piece de resistance - a prostate milking. Make sure you put a condom over his cock cage first, we need to collect any semen that may dribble out.

I nod eagerly, and Edward is released from his humiliating cornertime, having just listened to our entire conversation. His breaths came quicker, and I could see his cock straining against the confines of the chastity cage. 

The mixture of fear and desire painted across his face made my own pussy ache with need. Poor boy, I thought, he has no idea how much worse it's going to get! 

Nurse Summer and Mistress Andrea xoxo

Continued in: The Perfect Lubricant

Medical Room?

Continued from: Major Renovations

[FF/m] [medical fetish] [kink] [latex] [pegging] [nurse] [enema]

By special request, we were asked if we had or could do a medical fetish room. Sure we can! I still have the outfit somewhere. 

So does nurse Summer! What a little cutie patootie...

Can you picture her, speaking to you in her French accent while her gloved finger probes cold lubricant into your asshole?

This poor fucker didn't pay for both of us, so he'll have to settle for lil' ole me. 

I was equally skilled with the cold lubricant though, as his legs hung helplessly open and vulnerable in the exam chair. 

Yikes, those were big beads! 😬

This young man was given about an hour head-start on the session, after he took a good thrashing over my knee. His penis was confined in a metal chastity device and his instructions were to clean himself out. 

Here, I'm explaining to him what an enema is and how I'm about to start the flow of warm soapy water into his bowels. He was so horrified and mesmerized he could only apologize and kiss my high heels.

There we go! Nice and full. Let those soap-suds do their job. I explained to him that in my absence, he would be required to give himself a second enema, a flush of clear, clean saline, which I had ready. 

I'll make him hold it in until I can see the beads of sweat begin to form on his forehead and lower back. The urgency to release becoming more mentally frantic. I'll torment him, telling him his cock cage won't be unlocked if he doesn't hold it for me. 

Once I see him broken and begging, this is where I will take my leave. I don't need to hear, see or smell what's about to happen. His instructions are to be fully cleaned out for me, or face severe consequences. His penis remains locked...no additional supervision is needed. 

This was the hour head-start I referenced. It will take him about that long to release, flush and release again, spending a significant amount of time with his thrashed backside on a hard toilet seat. Yes, this was by design. *evil chuckle*

It gives me time to go and change, then the actual session begins, this was all just the logistics phase.

How do I look?  

"I'll remove your cock cage if you suck a dildo on the toilet seat for me..."

How humiliating! He is returned to the scene, where he so recently experienced the sounds and splashes of his own putridity. Kneeling and sucking a dildo for me. 

His simulated and "forced" bisexual, medical scene did not end there. He took more cock for me with those giant anal beads up his ass.  

And of course...there was a a reason why I wanted him cleaned out for me! Look at this desperate little slut.

Well...how did we do? Shall we keep the medical fetish room? I just put on my skin-tight scrubs. 💝

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: The Nurse and the Doctor