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?

  

 

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

 

 

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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