Beautiful Brainwashing Pt. 2

Continued from: Beautiful Brainwashing Pt. 1

A Sarah Jane story 

In my last post I blogged about my initial experience in the "shoe closet", which is the fetish room at Mistress Andrea's Facility, exclusively dedicated to foot worship. I use the term "initial experience" because the torture and torment I was enduring had only just begun. 

Miss Summer and Miss Vanessa, both dressed as Flight Attendants, had me gagged and bound to a chair with a remote vibrator up my pussy. I was being forced to watch a slideshow of women's feet, women's footwear and women's feet in bondage, all while the vibrator pulsed and buzzed inside me. 

Essentially I was being forced to orgasm, while looking at images of feet. I thought it must have been some sick, twisted manner of slave conditioning. Forcing me to associate my own pleasure with something I don't find pleasurable...feet!

Apparently Mistress Andrea does a similar conditioning program with male slaves. I learned about it in my junior school classes. Tactics like only unlocking a male's penis to masturbate or edge him, if he sucks a realistic dildo for her. Or only unlocking his penis for a hand job, if he's fully dressed like a sissy girl. Powerful stuff!

After my second shuddering orgasm, directly into my panties, maybe their tactic was starting to work and break me down. Maybe they were altering my mind a little. Some of these images were undeniably gorgeous! 

 

What I also began to notice and appreciate, was how much some styles of female footwear, emulate the look of bondage. Is that done on purpose? To deliberately or subtly display a female to the rest of the world as confined and bound, beginning with her feet? Or is it just to sexualize the feet? 

That might be too political and too deep for me to comprehend right now, certainly when there is a vibrator trapped in my pussy. 

Quite sexy I must say. A look that belongs in a BDSM dungeon as much as it belongs at a courtyard bistro. 

Before I had the chance to embarrassingly and shamefully cum a third time, to feet porn, the vibrations ended and the slideshow monitor darkened. Summer and Vanessa returned to the room and removed my gag and bondage. I was mortified when she reached for the toy in my pussy, having to negotiate the gusset of my panties which were drenched at this point. 

I was knelt before the pair of them and Summer used me as a seat. 

"How do you feel?" Summer asked me. 

I replied that I was embarrassed. Embarrassed that I was forced to cum to images of female feet. 

She then encouraged me to cradle her high heel with my hands, and rest my lips against her gold anklet that encircled her nylons. 

While I was still in a kneel, Summer told me to unfasten the ankle straps of her heels and slip them off her feet. Vanessa moved in closer so I could undo her heels also. I was forced to rest my nose inside the high heel of Summer and manually masturbate to orgasm. Despite my gut-churning humiliation, I came almost instantly before my head was moved into Vanessa's high heel, so I could repeat the degrading process again. 

With my body still trembling from the orgasms, I was laid prone on my back, as they took turns resting and running their nylon soles over my mouth and nose. There was a dampness I could feel in the nylon and definitely a scent, but not an unpleasant one. 

I spent the next few hours kissing and licking their hosed feet and toes, their shoes and even a pair of boots that Vanessa put on. Their feet were not dirty, nor was their footwear, but I felt dirty and degraded by performing these acts. Dirty and degraded enough that my pussy remained soaked throughout this whole ordeal! *Sigh

In the time I spent in the "shoe closet", I had gained a new-found appreciation for just how sexy a woman can be, below the knees, if she puts the effort in. Vanessa and Summer's feet are absolutely pristine. I learned about the use of toe rings, nail polish, anklets and hosiery. All things they told me I would need to know, before I ever make it to the upper floor.  

Summer wrote me a proper report card of my experience in the shoe closet. I had to take the report card to the Headmaster for review. I think she had been overly gracious with my grades. 

Categories like eagerness and enthusiasm I got a B minus when I probably should have earned a D! I'll have to thank Summer later, if I had a D on my report card I wouldn't be sitting comfortably for a week and I'd likely be demoted back to diapers and onesies. 

Nevertheless, I was still punished. I am required to achieve straight A's only. The Headmaster had me spend 30 minutes in timeout, in just my bra with socks and shoes while he prepared a note to take home to my "Daddy". 

(Which is funny because it's the same person playing both roles! *blush) 

I'm not sure what the note said when I passed it to Daddy, but it must have rhymed with "Daddy's Belt". I got a good lickin' over his knee when I got “home”. Over my skirt first, over my panties and then on the bare. 

When my belt strapping ended, I watched as Daddy placed the final gold star on my chart, under the category of "feet appreciation". I wiped my tears and hugged him, thanking him for consequencing me and the promotion to "senior school". 

Finally, I was going to be free of this room and upgrade to a "big girl's" room and big girl's bed. I was excited! 

I thought I better thank Daddy, before jammies and bed and possibly...the last night spent in this frilly, pink room.

Thank you Daddy. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: "Big-Girl Room"

Sissy slave to a Couple

Continued from: Thanking after Spanking

One of my readers has asked for a rather specific scene to be played out. Apparently it's been a recent daydream / fantasy he's been having and would like to see it come to life at my Facility. 

In short, he would like to be a sissy submissive to an alpha couple, but only on the weekends. The fantasy sounds almost like some manner of judicial sentence, "serving weekends" so to speak. This poor sissy spends his vanilla Monday to Friday, in 24/7 chastity and panties. Then, at the end of his workday on Friday, he is required to report to the Facility for "check-in", where he will remain until late Sunday. 

It's really no different than sissy Kaylee's arrangement, yet rather than the same-sex, dominant couple of Summer and I, this sissy reader wanted to try a 'Ma'am' and 'Sir' configuration, with plenty of emphasis on ritual, structure and humiliation. 

We'll call this hot little, power couple, Erin and Brad. Erin is a nurse but has since been promoted to a managerial role at the hospital. Brad is a paramedic. These two enjoy a very robust BDSM lifestyle together, with both of them playing switchy roles, as their mood dictates.

Their weekend sissy slave is named Connor, however, once he reaches the Facility he is addressed only as Lexi.

Lexi is required to submit to both Erin and Brad but Erin is his primary dominant and keyholder. Upon check-in, she wastes no time in getting his silly boy clothes off, stripped right down to his feminine undergarments and chastity cage. 

Rather than panties under his Monday to Friday attire, Erin makes Lexi wear a panty girdle. She likes how restrictive and constrictive the old-fashioned shapewear is, to contain Lexi's chastity cage and provide him a more of an hourglass figure. 

Through a combination of shaving and electrolysis, Lexi is hairless from his neck down. Beneath his panty girdle which Erin made him remove, you would see his cute little clitty, safely locked away to prevent any stimulus or masturbation. Here's a picture of Lexi's humiliating predicament. 

Lexi is marched through the house, bare naked in only his clit cage. He becomes dreadfully embarrassed if he sees Brad, who is usually in the kitchen prepping dinner. Brad typically just drops a "hi Lexi". Brad is not too keen on seeing or interacting with Lexi unless he's been fully feminized. Both of them are straight males, so I guess that makes sense, somewhat. 

That being said, "forced" feminization becomes the next stage of check-in, as Lexi is taken to the sissy bedroom, in front of the vanity. For the added effect of being "forced", Erin binds Lexi's ankles and wrists to the vanity chair, facing the mirror. Lexi's fingernails and toenails are then painted, usually pink or red, before Erin applies his make-up. 

A wig is applied next, followed by a humiliating sissy outfit with hosiery and heels. Lexi is told he will be getting a spanking and is left to hang on those words and anticipate Erin's firm hand. 

Erin takes her time, heading back downstairs to the classroom to collect a few items. She favours a leather strap, a wooden hairbrush and one of her sandals which has a flat rubber sole. 

This spanking is not the "main event" of discipline that Lexi will receive this weekend. This is merely an entry spanking to set the tone. 

Still in her strict corporate attire, Erin takes Lexi over her knee and begins with a warm up onto his layers of lace and frills. 

With the dreaded wooden hairbrush at the ready, Lexi's frilly bloomers eventually come down. He is spanked on the bare, brush included, until Erin is satisfied that he has entered the proper headspace to sustain his role for the weekend. 

Lexi's humiliation reaches a climax, when he is brought downstairs, now in the presence of the alpha-male, Brad. The entire situation and this arrangement, orchestrated predominately by Erin, is uncomfortable for both males in the room. 

Brad will awkwardly break the silence with something like, "uh oh, looks like someone has been a bad little girl." 

Poor Lexi has to stand in the timeout corner in silence, as Erin and Brad sit to have dinner. Lexi's disgraceful cornertime could be anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour, with his red bum on display. 

After dinner, Lexi's conditioning and training officially begins. Erin has been in her heels and business attire all day, while at work and remained unchanged during the spanking and her dinner with Brad. For the first time today, she finally slips out of her heels. Lexi is called from the corner and invited to kneel and rest his nose inside her high heel. 

Brad is still cleaning up the kitchen after dinner and by the time he comes to sit on the couch and watch TV, Lexi has now been permitted to massage and kiss Erin's tired feet. 

Today, Erin was wearing nude knee highs in her heels. Lexi was not permitted to remove them. He had to perform his foot worshipping over the thin and pleasantly-scented veil of nylon. 

Brad and Erin talked and watched some Netflix, as the white-noise that was Lexi, continued to kiss and nuzzle Erin's feet. 

This is all Lexi would be receiving tonight, as far as sexual stimulus goes. Just the scent and taste of Erin's hosed feet. Lexi gets sent to bed early while serving his weekends at the Facility and it was almost bedtime. 

Erin picked out some appropriate nightwear for the poor sissy and helped him slip the delicate little thong over his pink chastity cage. 

Lexi was kissed goodnight as Erin reminded him about his morning ritual, she pointed to the high heels she wanted him to be in by morning, to complement his sheer nightie

With that, it was lights out for sissy Lexi, as he heard the cell door to his princess bedroom shut and lock. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

 

Continued in: Sissy's morning ritual

 

Thanking after Spanking

Continued from: Sunday Maintenance Ritual

In the domestic discipline relationship that Summer and I enjoy, not only is it important for us to adhere to certain rituals and structure, but it is equally important for both she and I, that I be thanked after Summer is given a spanking. 

It doesn't matter if the spanking is her weekly maintenance, or if she has been punished for a real reason. Summer is always required to thank me after her cornertime. 

In a male-led, female-sub relationship, this may appear as the wife or girlfriend, getting down on her knees while her husband stands, and takes his cock into her mouth. The mere positioning alone, is strikingly symbolic of the D/s roles at play. 

Yes, Summer does take my strap-on like this, after she has been spanked, but not right off the bat. First she worships her "Queen”. 

Essentially what worship means for us, is that Summer gives me a massage, all the way from my toes, to just beneath my earlobes, only using her lips and tongue. She is not permitted to have my pussy, until she has earned it, by pleasing the rest of me. Generally, she begins with my feet. 

Each toe is individually kissed, then sucked on. First one foot and then the other, before she moves on to my soles and arches. 

She will kiss and lick all the way up my calves and thighs until she reaches my bum, which she skips for the time being, moving to my other leg to kiss all the way down it, back to my ankle. It is quite the little tease to feel her warm breath, graze past my asshole and pay it absolutely no attention. But she'll be back!

The same cute little French kisses are now planted all over my bare bum and into my bum crack which she also licks the full length of. The tease this time, is her hot breath now on my pussy, which she won't go near yet. Eventually her sharp little tongue finds its way into my asshole and I completely melt into the bed. 

I raise and spread for her, so she can passionately kiss my anus directly, moaning out loud as she does.

She traces up my tummy and along the sides of my ribs, which gives me wild goosebumps. Such amazing chills that my nipples harden instantly, just as her mouth arrives up there. Summer spends a few moments on both breasts and both nipples, kissing and suckling away. 

When she finally reaches my mouth for a kiss, this is the moment she purrs to me and formally thanks me for her spanking. We usually hug at this point and tell each other, "I love you." Then she makes the slow and deliberate journey back down my chest and stomach, having now earned my throbbing puss puss. 

When Summer's tongue finally gets to her ultimate prize, pussy worship begins. She has earned it, after doing such an amazing job with feet, legs and ass worship. 

I cum repeatedly, directly onto her pouty lips, in a number of wonderful positions, eventually ending with a face ride...my all-time favourite. 

When I flip around and face her feet, she continues to diligently lick as my fingertips use her nipples as speed and depth dials. This pinching and twisting, also causes her to moan directly onto my wet pussy. The vibrations feel amazing. 

This whole worship and thanking process takes well over an hour, sometimes considerably longer than that. When Summer knows this stage has concluded, without being prompted she goes to our wardrobe and gets a strap-on harness, which she helps me into and attaches. This is the symbolically submissive moment, when she kneels and takes my cock into her mouth. 

Just enough to lubricate the dildo nicely, before I take in a handful of her hair and fuck her on the bed.

If she can cum from penetration only, which is rare for her, she may, but she is not permitted to manually masturbate her clit while she's being fucked. 

Is it more of a discipline fucking by that logic? I guess so, it's rough. The strap-on we use for "thanking after spanking" is considerably larger than a standard one or the ones we use on the sissies. 

When I pull out of her for the final time, she thanks me once again. 

"Thank you Ma'am." Sometimes, "thank you Mommy," I usually hear, depending on her mood.

Then, just like someone flipping a switch, we are back into vanilla mode. Outfits and toys and implements all get cleaned up. We end up downstairs in jammies, giggling and watching a show, eating popcorn. 

Vanilla, despite how Summer likes to dress around the house, which is usually "little", especially after she's been spanked and fucked. She even kept her hair bow in for tonight! What a cutie. I love her so much. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Sissy slave to a Couple

 

A quiet night in

Continued from: All three holes

I look forward to Saturday nights. Unless Summer and I are hosting some manner of upper floor party, it's typically just the two of us. Sometimes a sissy slave is present, mincing around in heels with their bum plugged. Summer is usually extra cuddly and extra subby, as she knows Sunday is her maintenance spanking day. On the eve of her maintenance, she's usually well behaved and less sassy. 

Much easier to grope and play with on Saturday nights. Ha!

It had been a long week with much activity at the Facility. Sarah and Russ spent quite a bit of time here yesterday, before heading out. As written by Sarah in the last few posts, she and Russell got along quite well together, before wrapping things up and going their separate ways. 

Russ was brilliant with her. Simply stating, "until we meet again," as he departed. This left poor Sarah to wonder if she was his now, an owned slave, did she perform okay for him, would they have another session? I'm quite certain if I know Russ, he'll continue her training over text and work out all his rules and expectations of her, then have another session. 

Sissy Kaylee showed up late Friday, to stay the weekend. He was put into a sheer babydoll and panties, before I locked him into the princess bedroom for the night. By morning he showered, did his own hair and makeup and reported for duty in the maid-attire I had laid out for him. 

Summer and I spent most of the day outside as Kaylee completed his list of chores for us. Hand-washed delicates, polished heels, clean floors and windows, these were just a few items on Kaylee's list. The odd time he would come find us with pout on his face, asking if his anal plug could be re-lubricated. 

He wasn't wrong in asking and of course we allowed it. Prolonged use of an anal plug requires several re-lubings so it stays comfortable. As comfortable as an ass plug can be, that is. 😈

As the sun was setting, Summer joined me on the couch and we snuggled in to start a movie. 

I set up a training dick for Kaylee so when he wasn't serving us and was idle, he could at least wait with a realistic cock in his mouth or practice some fellatio.

Dreadfully, white-noise humiliating, but with his "clit" locked up he didn't have much choice in the matter. 

Of course while Kaylee was emasculated in the corner, with a dildo in his mouth, Summer and I had to remind him exactly what he can never have. 

Kaylee couldn't see but he could definitely hear. Between his loud wretches and gags on the cock, were Summer's cries and pleas of ecstasy, begging out loud for permission to cum. 

She was granted permission several times! She was so finger-licking delicious I couldn't help myself but to allow her orgasm. Plus, this gets some of her pent-up sexual energy released, before her maintenance spanking tomorrow. 

Equally as delicious, is ME! And now it was my turn to enjoy a hot, wet little mouth that is insatiable for my pussy and ass. 

Poor Kaylee got quite the earful as he continued to work that cock and practice his technique. The odd time Summer or I would call over to him, and remind him to kiss and lick the balls too. 

As Summer and I wrapped things up I called out to Kaylee and reminded him about that time he was fucked by the pilot, on my wedding night. 

"Would you like us to call him back for you sissy? So you can pleasure a real cock and take some dick again?" I teased. 

I didn't allow him time to remove the dick from his mouth to answer. 

"Or would you like Summer and I to fuck you before bedtime instead?" 

Kaylee removed the cock from his mouth and turned to face me, submissively. 

"May I please have your strap-on Goddess, and your strap-on please Mistress?" He politely asked us, while using our official titles. 

"What do you think Babygirl?" I purred to Summer. "Are you up for a spit-roast?" 

She giggled out loud as she always does... 

"Fuck yes I am!" she chirped. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Sunday Maintenance Ritual