Season's Beatings

Continued from: I need my Daddy

A Sarah Jane story 

Happy Holiday's everyone, it's Sarah. Eleve is here with me too. In fact, I'm currently locked in a chastity belt and sitting my naked ass on her naked lap, as we type this together and giggle. If I make a spelling or grammatical error it's because Eleve is cupping her hands over my tits and pinching my nipples. Hehe.

We thought we could fit one more post in before things get too Christmasy. A lot has happened since this gorgeous red-head spent the night in a cage at Daddy's house. It seems lonely and horrible to me but she absolutely loves being a captive like that. She wasn't lonely for long though, we made up for that the next day, under Daddy's instruction and guidance. 

If you recall, at the end of the evening on the night that Eleve arrived, she was stowed away in her cage while I tiptoed into Daddy's room. It turns out that seat wasn't taken after all! Hehe...lucky me. 

I was such a happy little girl! I got to ride Daddy's face then snuggle into bed with him. I slept like a baby that night. Fitting, since Daddy put me back into a crinkly diaper after I came onto his lips. 

Eveie is nibbling on my earlobe right now and telling me she's never been diapered. I think she wants to try it!

By morning, Daddy told me to go release her from the cage and she was welcome to use the spare bathroom. Daddy wanted us both made-up, hair done and back in his bedroom fully nude. I was naked, and completely vulnerable. Eve was at least still in her chastity belt and got to wear a cuff set and collar.

The chastity belt didn't last long though. Once we made it to Daddy's room he unlocked her and set it aside, telling me that I'm going to be wearing it next! WTF *super-pout* 

Remember when Daddy told me I needed a break from cock for awhile, after taking down so many at the party? Well...this metal belt I am in right now is the "taking a break part". 

Additionally, I knew I was in for a spanking, for being such a cock-whore. It was a bit of a paradox. I dreamed and fantasized of being an Upper Floor sex slave, Daddy let me go try it, Eveie here watched me, and now I am to be punished for it. 

It was fair...I actually wanted to be disciplined for being a slut. 

As Daddy was scolding me, Eve got into her waiting position, spreading her cheeks to present her asshole. It was a lovely sight...look how flawless and gorgeous her skin is! 

This might be my view when I end up over Daddy's knee. Looking directly at her perky little pucker. 

When the scolding was all finished, Daddy put me in the horrible, wheelbarrow position. It's the most humiliating for me! Especially being bare naked with EVERYthing on display for him. The humiliation was amplified either further with the presence of Eve. If I were to raise my head and cry out from the spanking, my nose would be inches from this strange woman's asshole. 

She's not a stranger anymore though, she's delightful! But at the time, I'm sure you can understand how embarrassing this was for me. Things only got worse for me too. Being so humiliated as I was, involuntarily made my pussy glisten and soak. There was no hiding it of course, so Daddy took it upon himself to comment on my wet cunt. He even invited Eleve up from her pose to see for herself. 

Gawd, I was sickened in my tummy, from the butterflies.  

What did you say again, Eveie? When you first saw me being spanked like that?

That's right...

"Oh wow! Look how soaked she is!" 

Gee, thanks for that. As if I wasn't mortified enough. Then, the audacity! Daddy invites this little tart to give it a try. I cried out, "DADDDDDDDY!! No!" When he suggested it. 

It was no use. I ended up wheelbarrowed over Eleve's lap being spanked by her. 

I got my revenge though, didn't I, huni?

That's right everyone. Eleve got her little arse roasted too. Daddy kept telling her to spank me but all Eve wanted to do was finger my wet pussy, which felt amazing btw. Daddy had enough and ended up hauling her over his knee while I got to listen from the corner. 

Yes, it does fuckin' sting, doesn't it? Daddy has a heavy hand. It was cute listening to you yelp and cry-out though. 

What was suppose to be a punishment for me, just turned way too playful and the mood was now light. Eleve knew she wasn't going to be beaten or hurt by her new owners. It was time to have fun! 

I assumed Daddy was going to use his lovely early Christmas present and fuck Eve or have her suck his dick. He didn't...he wanted to watch she and I play, stage us, photograph us and enjoy the view. 

Fishnet was new! Daddy usually doesn't fancy fishnet but I must say, we looked pretty cute didn't we, huni? 

We spent some time in the corner, permitted to rub the red away from our bums, while Daddy began telling us what we would be doing together. I heard 69 spoken by him, I heard the words photo and video. I was on a break from cock but I guess that didn't expand to include strap-ons, which I also heard. Daddy wanted to watch Eve fuck me. First in the pussy, then in the ass. 

I could feel the butterflies and the arousal creep back in, as Daddy described in explicit detail, all the dirty and naughty things he expected me to do with Eve. Me! A straight woman...

So is spaghetti until it gets wet right? 

Hehe...Eve just LOL'ed...I guess they don't have this expression in Germany. 

What did he have us do first, Eveie? 69 wasn't it...? 

Straight or lezzie?...it doesn't matter much anymore, when your mouth is buried in a beautiful pussy and the tip of your nose is resting against her asshole. I'm grinding my bum into Eveie's lap right now actually, remembering back to how hot she was and how hard she made me cum with her mouth. 

She's telling me I wasn't too shabby myself *blush! 

It was a unique experience, trying to get to her lovely petals and clit with all that fishnet in the way. It became like a challenge for me. 

With my cunt still contracting and pulsing from the O that Eleve gave me, Daddy asked her if she'd like to fuck me. 

And boy did she ever give me a good pounding, in an already sore and sensitive, dirty and whorish cunt.

Daddy was getting quite the show! He was bursting with arousal. It was definitely time for him to join us. We took a little refreshment break. This is when I found out you had nowhere to go for Christmas, Eveie, right? 

I thought so, yes. The poor little thing, I'll explain this at the end...

After our break we threw on some slutty heels and Daddy staged us for some more photos. Look how fuckin' hot we are in this photo, Eleve!

Great photography by Daddy too!

We both knelt there for awhile, not knowing what may come next. Eleve got quite the treat and even though I'm sitting on her lap in a chastity belt right now and giggling, I'm still jealous and pissed off at her! 

"I'm on a break from cock he said. It'll be fine he said!..." 

Of course it'll be fine!! He's got Eve here to fuck! You bitch! lol 

I ended up getting cucked! Cuckqueaned. 

Daddy fucked Eve directly over my face when I was locked in a chastity belt. I hated it and I loved it at the same time. I'm not sure why. I'll blog about it when Christmas dies down. 

Can I tell them? Are you sure? 

Eleve says it's ok...

So...I guess I didn't read the fine-print when I bought Eleve at the simulated slave auction. The part where it said she's mine, until I sell her to someone else (which again, is all her fantasy. Being stripped and displayed and bid on like this):

So after this day of playtime with each other and with Daddy, she tells me her entire family is in Germany and she came to Canada for additional schooling. If I didn't want to wait until the next party to sell her and didn't want to keep her anymore, she would just go to a hotel room until the next auction where she would get a new owner. 

A hotel room, ALONE! On Christmas!? Not on my watch...

Hearing that broke my heart! 💔

Since she and I just exchanged bodily fluids together for the past three hours, I thought what would be the harm in asking Daddy.

"Ohhhh Daaaaaaddy!? Can this hot, little German sex slave who I actually own, spend the holidays with us?" 

Haha! 

As if he's gonna say no! 

Season's Beatings everyone. I'll come back soon to tell you about Daddy fucking Eleve's pussy directly over my gagged mouth. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

**A special thanks to frankenfurther for his consent to create a storyline featuring the actual Eleve** 

 

Continued in: My Pet

 

 

Paint the Town Red

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Like Crazy

Continued from: The Fourth Guest

Last night I hosted a kink party in the Upper Floor space at my Facility. It was not only a chance for Sarah Jane to make her sex slave debut (or so she thought), but also an opportunity to treat Russell to an early release from the torment of his Locktober. 

Yes, he got let out early on good behaviour. Additionally, I felt bad for him having to endure the month-long added torment of having to deal with the cuteness overload of Summer, and the abrasive fury of Cassandra. 

He didn't realize however, until last night, that this was all an elaborate masquerade, planned and executed by yours truly. 😈

For the first time ever, Russell has graciously offered to write this post. He is far more of a hopeless romantic than I am...and I'm a little too choked-up to type right now. So...without further adieu, take it away Russ...

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Good day everyone. From what I understand I guess I have been a "regular", in Mistress Andrea's blog for a bit? This is both humbling and a bit embarrassing, especially now that I realize that I've been duped, for the entire month of October. Not duped in a bad way. Duped by the creatively devious mind of Mistress Andrea and her two minions. 

To Summer,

I know that you were not my keyholder for this Locktober experience but it was a pleasure serving you.

I can't say that I have ever met someone who can run the full spectrum from absolutely adorable and "little", to the confident feminine strides of your Flight Attendant attire. You're so delightfully cute that I want a miniature version of you to hang from my rear-view mirror!

I took great pleasure in getting to know you better this past month, despite your tormenting approach to things. Take good care of Andrea for me, as I know you will. She is very special to me and from what I've seen, you two are perfect for each other. 

I know you were just playing your role, when you told me to take this photo of you for my "spank bank". 

Kinda difficult to indulge when my penis was locked in a cage, don't you think? Oh, and it tickled when you began massaging my cock cage with your furry socks. You're cruel! In the best possible way, but I no longer need to keep this photo. 

Take care Summer. Until we meet again...

To Cassandra, 

It's a relief to know that with you around, The Facility will never be short on crazy! Haha. 

You just keep being you, regardless of what anyone thinks. You are mature beyond your years and even though your personal mantra is, "I hate every guy I meet", there's someone out there for you. Just try not to break them on the first date, ok? 

Thank you...I think, for your involvement in my chastity sentence. I know you were not my keyholder.

Keep an eye on Mistress Andrea for me. As much as you need her and her strict lap, for your own therapeutic needs, she needs you too. You've become her enforcer, her safety blanket and her second in command. It's a good role for you. 

If I'm ever feeling like I need to pay dearly or suffer, just for being male, I'll look you up, but for now, I'm good!

To my dearest Andrea, 

I knew what I had to do last night, I just didn't know if I'd have the strength to do it...To finally say goodbye to you. 

Long ago, you and I both agreed that the tough thing about following your heart, is that sometimes it takes you places you shouldn't be. Places that are as scary as they are exciting, and as dangerous as they are alluring. 

And sometimes, your heart takes you places that may never lead to a happy ending...

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Last night, after throwing on a suit and preparing to head to the Upper Floor party, I was intercepted by Mistress Andrea on the way there. She told me that I had done well during Locktober and that she felt a little bad that she used Summer and Cassie as weapons, to make my denied state even more excruciating.

I 100% believed that Andrea was my keyholder all along, until, to my surprise, she told me she was not.

"Your true keyholder is waiting for you in my room. You're free, Russell." She seductively cooed to me. 

I was sensing some symbolism behind all of this, or subliminal messages in her choice of words. It all made sense when we both made our way to Andrea's bedroom, where I found Sarah Jane bound to the bed, gagged and blindfolded. 

Initially I was puzzled, until I moved closer and saw what was around her neck. Ahhh. Now I get it...

Very clever Andrea, well done!

Andrea stayed silent, gesturing with her hand around her own neck and her other hand motioning to rip the necklace off. Then she nodded her head toward the bound and helpless Sarah.

Sarah gasped when I grabbed her by the neck, then I grabbed the thin chain that contained the key to my chastity device. I stripped it right off her in one fluid motion, breaking the chain in the process. 

Mistress smiled and nodded at me. It was her implied consent to go ahead and unlock myself. I undid my belt, my zipper and accessed the rigid, metal device. For the first time in almost a month, my cock was bare and free.

I realized this was not only a surprise for me but it would be a special moment for Sarah Jane as well. Apparently she assumed she was going to be serving in the Upper Floor as a sex slave tonight and that some random "client" was about to savagely ravage her. 

I'll do the honours, thank you very much! 

I grabbed a rose and moved in. 

Goosebumps consumed Sarah's entire body, as I ran the soft petals of the rose, up her tummy and onto her breasts. I circled the flesh of the petals around her nipples, back down her stomach and across her pussy. The rise and fall of her chest intensified, before I finally removed her blindfold. 

DAAAAAAADDDDDDYYYYY!!

She squealed out through her gag, as I watched her eyes, once filled with lust and desperation, begin to fill with tears. 

I got her quickly un-bound and got the gag out of her mouth. The little snuggle-bug jumped into my arms and just squeezed me, gently sobbing tears of complete joy. 

Mistress, who was witness to all of this, began to speak very softly, in her best "Mommy" tone.  

"Sarah huni...You have the choice of coming with me, to the Upper Floor, where you can continue your journey as a sex slave of this Facility. 

Or...

"You can stay here with Russell, and be HIS!"

Sarah didn't even hesitate. She kissed my lips and had the biggest smile on her face. 

"Daddy I love you! I wanna stay with you, Daddy!" 

I looked over at Andrea and caught her dabbing a tissue against her eyes. I knew it was time to let her go. I knew in my heart, that what was most important to me was right in front of me, in my arms actually! 

"I love you. I love you like crazy, little one" I told Sarah for the first time. 

Andrea just smiled at the pair of us, and clicked out of the room. 

I cradled Sarah in my arms and gently dropped her onto the bed. We giggled and kissed and tangled into each other until Sarah finally spoke.

"Daddy...can you tie me up again and take me? I'm all YOURS!" 

Russell

xoxo

Continued in: Minute Man

 

  

  

The Fourth Guest

Continued from: Cum Junkies

A sarah jane story

Bella just smiled at me and told me that I looked absolutely beautiful. I blushed, trying to hide my nervousness about the situation. I knew I was extremely well conditioned and trained for this, but it was my Upper Floor debut! Fuck! 

Before the party guests arrived, Mistress entered to inspect our uniforms, I knelt right away. I wasn't sure if I was suppose to or not. She looked dominantly stunning! She was wearing a satin Cheongsam dress that made her look like the matriarch of a group of Geishas.

I was already feeling emotional and vulnerable, acutely aware that my cunt, tits and ass were deliberately exposed in this uniform. Yet it was this uniform that represented the achievement of my slave training. All of the discomforts, punishments and humiliations of the previous months, had now culminated into this final moment. 

Despite my nerves, I did feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. Mistress solidified this when she told me to stand, hugged me and told me how proud of me she was. 

"Congratulations, Sarah Jane." She said. "You have reached the highest rank of sex slave at this Facility. I'm so proud of you!" 

My eyes glossed over with tears as I hugged her back, tightly. I cherished that final moment of comfort before I mentally prepared to be nothing more than a mouth, a cunt and an asshole for use by random kink-guests.

Mistress directed Bella to gag me and cage me, in anticipation of the first guests to arrive. 

A husband and wife couple showed up first, I heard Mistress call them Lily and Dan, followed by an additional male. I think I heard them greet him as, Lawrence.

Everyone mingled with Mistress, calling her by formal title, while Bella waited patiently to be called upon. It didn't take long before she had a cock in her mouth. 

Then two cocks in her mouth!

I could do nothing but stand there in captivity, drooling from my gag and watching. Gawd! Bella looked so beautiful and confident working those two men. The way she moaned on the dicks, the serpentine way she arched her back. I wanted to trade places with her right then and there. I was just as well-trained and confident in my skills. I was ready for this!  

By the time the men began spit-roasting her, I was starting to get annoyed, jealous actually. What the fuck?! What gives?

Why don't they want to use me? They can stick it in any hole they want for fuck sakes! Hell, I'll even bang the random girl with my tongue.

Lily, was it? She ended up becoming my last straw...

When the dude who wasn't her husband started fucking her on the end-table, I was Goddamn livid! 

I was an Upper Floor, sex slave now! Cut me loose on the room already, geezus! 

When Mistress finally approached my cage, I'm sure she could see the pang of jealously and desperation in my eyes. I wanted to yell, "what the fuck?!" through my gag. But something was up. 

She had a very sinister and devious look in her eyes. 

She let me hang in suspense for a moment, before whispering into my cage.

"There is a fourth guest coming. He has specifically asked for YOU, young lady." Mistress explained. 

"He wants to be rough. He wants to slap you and bite you and wrap his hands around your throat, while he takes you in the ass." 

*grrrrooooaan!

Oh gawd! I just audibly groaned into my gag, right in front of Mistress Andrea. 

I was a little scared, but I was ready to be the fuck out of that cage. I'm a sex slave. I can handle a little rough. I got this!

Mistress blindfolded me first and left my gag in. I felt her place something cold and metal around my neck and fasten whatever it was in place. A chain collar maybe? With a pendant of some sort? I assumed it was probably a collar with a nameplate that read "slut" or "slave" or something.

She helped me onto the bed, on my back, then shackled my wrists to the headboard. My gawd! My heart was pounding out of my chest! The minutes that slowly ticked by felt like an eternity. 

I began to hear footsteps approach. Heavy, masculine, footsteps...

Fuck, fuck, fuck! I was starting to feel afraid...or was the setting just playing ticks on me? We all have safewords here, this is a safe place! I was repeating this to myself, in my head, hoping my panic would pass.  

I flinched and gasped, slightly struggling, as I felt a strong, calloused hand, claw onto my throat. There was some light pressure. I wasn't being choked or strangled. It felt more like I was being claimed! If that makes sense? 

Then, all of sudden, whatever was around my neck was torn off. Like broken right off from around my neck, like a necklace stripping. 

I heard the jingle of a belt buckle. A sound I am certainly familiar with. One that I associated to being belt-whipped. My pussy was a little too panicked to soak like it usually does, when I heard that telltale jingle. 

Next I heard a pant zipper and some other rustling noises. It was happening! Whoever this savage was, who just had his hands around my neck, was now going to beat me and fuck me, like Mistress said, as I lay shackled and helpless. 

My eyes involuntarily slammed shut, when the light of the room finally consumed them. My blindfold had been removed! I carefully and gradually opened my eyes, letting them adjust from complete darkness. All I could make out was a large, shadowy figure near the end of the bed. 

When he finally came into focus...*sigh...be still my heart...

When he finally came into focus, I squealed first, then tears began rolling down my temples. Then I shrieked a second time, through my gag... 

DAAAAAADDDDDDDYYYY!!! 

Sincerely, 

Daddy's little Fuckdoll, 

sarah jane

xoxo

 

Continued in: Like Crazy