House Warming

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Pickle Barrel

Continued from: Foodie Porn

Did you notice in my last post that the word umami, is pronounced: "Oooo, Mommy"? 

A term I'm quite familiar with and I'm just as savory! Just sayin'. Haha

I digress. This post is not about me this time, it's about my beautiful and sexy fiancée Summer, and her growing number of fans. 

What started as a naughty but innocent revenue stream, when Summer would occasionally sell her worn nylons after a flight, has turned into a complete empire of capitalism. 

Have you ever seen a Pickle Barrel menu? It's like 38 pages long. It's like trying to read Great Expectations, all while a server looms over you, wondering why it's taking so long to decide.

Well my little Summer, provides so many delicious options to her fans and clients, that it would rival any 38-page menu from the Picky-B. 

Cassandra helped, with her knowledge of social media, combined with the new area I built for her in the Facility 2.0, the feet people are on the brink of banging down our door.   

My personal favourite, is a service she offers where a fan of hers just books the room, for a maximum of thirty minutes. Summer doesn't even have to be there! It's crazy. We don't film or ask questions about what the person may be doing in this room. These are predominately all males who are NOT in chastity devices...if you catch my drift....ahem.

They also have to consent to be searched on the way out, to ensure they have not stolen any of her shoes, socks or nylons. 

Sissy Kaylee comes in and does a deep clean of the space, after it has been rented, just in case. 

The business model is very much like a resort mentality, or the Disney business model. You've rented the space for thirty minutes, which is NOT cheap, oh but wait, you can also:  

• Add a souvenir to your existing booking, take home one of Summer's socks - $20.00
• Take home a photograph of Summer's bare feet and toes - $25.00
• Take home Summer's toenail polish - $35.00
• Leave with her most recently worn pantyhose - $55.00

And so on, and so on...escalating all the way up to premium packages, which of course, you first need to be a premium member. Enter the streaming service business model, who $12.99 per months you to death. Premium services then include: 

• Feet sniffing - $100
• High heel sniffing - $100
• Toe sucking - $200
• Full foot worship, toes, soles, ankles - $250
• Masturbating onto her feet (there's a catch with this one though) - $300
• Have Summer give you a footjob - $350

All of this, THEN take a souvenir home too! 

The items have been worn by Summer for various lengths of time in various circumstances. Athletic socks, stockings, knee socks, sneakers, high heels, sandals, you name it. It's all for sale with a premium membership. 

White, Under Armour athletic socks, worn for a 1-hour workout or run, is there a cost difference between these and say, suntan pantyhose worn for a 12-hour flight in her heels? Oh hell yes there's a price difference! 

It all kinda happened when Cassie and I created a more professional site for her, a pay-site that also required a membership. Within this pay-site was an online auction. This worked very well for awhile. 

After Summer moved in with me and decided she'd help with the clients and dual-Domme sessions, Cassie started to leak little hints on Summer's social medias that she was a practicing Dominatrix now, working alongside me. 

Suddenly, her fans who had spent years, following her pictures and purchasing her nylons, could actually meet her. They could be groveling on their hands and knees at the base of this stool, waiting for that first moment she begins to bob a heel off one of her feet and offer it to the silly male. 

She'll point and snap her fingers, directing the male's nose into the heel. He'll obey willingly. 

This view from this vantage point with the high-heel bob off the toes, is apparently like crack-cocaine!

Ladies, if you want to find the potentially submissive man in the room, some day you're with a bunch of people, in a large meeting, or in a classroom setting or conference...try the heel-bob. Hosiery and heels is best but bare and heels works too. 

Be dainty, be feminine, look as though you're in charge, then go for the toe-dangle and gentle bob. Once you've thrown out the bait, watch for the person in the room who is laser-focused on your feet. Quick little glances, trying to look away but keeps sneaking looks back, completely mesmerized. 

That's likely your submissive...

You've captured their gaze, they're frozen. They can't look away. 

Be their Medusa. Turn those silly males to stone! 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: House Warming

  

Foodie Porn

Continued from: Heavenly Hash

I was actually a little spent, after the last session. If you include me, there were seven people all engaged in that one, all with ques, roles and responsibilities. I think I was more mentally spent, than physically, having to quarterback that whole show. I was looking forward to a quiet evening with Summer. 

We had both changed into something a little more comfortable. Sissy Kaylee was still upstairs in his cell, I think he had since changed too. He has the autonomy to do so, without permission, but I usually leave a little outfit on his bed. So yes he can change, but there's only one option to change in to, selected by me of course. Hehe.

Summer and I unlocked his heavy cell door and found him sitting on his bed, looking humiliated. 

"Alright baby girl!" I sang out to him.

"Summer and I need drinks and an evening of pampered relaxation. No speaking unless spoken to, understood?" 

"Yes Goddess", he meekly replied. 

Kaylee gingerly clicked out of his cell, trying to balance on his little slipper-heels, adorned with rhinestone butterfly accents. I chose crotchless satin panties for him, so his locked up little clitty was on full display to Summer and I. This is dreadfully embarrassing for him!

Cripes, it was nice to just sit and relax for a bit, have a drink and some foodie talk with Summer. 

"Are you gonna do some of that chef stuff you do?" Summer asked me sweetly. 

One would think, with a sissy maid in the house, neither Summer nor I would have to cook. I actually enjoy it though, I find it artistic and stress relieving. Kaylee is awful in the kitchen anyway, he can stick to cleaning the toilets and doing our laundry between serving us drinks. 

I decided on a good menu option for tonight, recalling what we had in the house to work with. I then described it all to Summer in excruciating detail. 

Roasted cauliflower topped with fondue cheese, Italian bread crumb and cayenne pepper. Summer sat forward in her seat, hanging on my every word. I could see her nipples harden through her sweater.  

(Oh look, a giant wooden paddle!) 

A molten mixture of Swiss, Emmental and Gruyere cheeses, slightly boozy once it's caressed with strong, white wine and a touch of cognac. 

This will be the side dish to the main, a chicken schnitzel, topped with lemon, caper butter, a dusting of anchovy for that umami hit, then finished with a sunny-side egg...

Summer closed her eyes, visualizing what I just described. 

"Ohhhh gawd, I felt that one right between my legs!" She sighed out, right when I finished saying "sunny-side egg". 

"You're silly!" I giggled out loud at her. 

It IS however, a luxurious fuckin' dish! It actually has a name: Schnitzel a la Holstein. I highly recommended to my readers, to give it a try. 

"I love watching you cook and work with your hands Mistress", Summer purred to me. 

She was definitely laying it on thick tonight! The little tramp. 

"Gawwwd! I want you to spread me on a cracker Mistress!" She gritted her teeth at me and moved in for a kiss. 

*Sigh...

Despite my best efforts, trying to unwind and relax after a very involved scene, the food porn got to us! 

We couldn't keep our hands off each other. Dinner preparation was put on pause for a moment while Summer went to town on me with her skilled tongue. 

Follow me here for more delicious recipe ideas! lol

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Pickle Barrel

 

Heavenly Hash

Continued from: Don't try this at home!

Would you let me abduct you, tie you up and have my way with you? Bound to a chair, bare naked, with my panties in your mouth to keep you quiet? 

I'm sure you'd struggle and fight and cry out, "no please Ma'am, don't force me to lick your gorgeous pussy, I don't wanna!"

Ya ok...you'd have it so bad it would seem. Please! ;) 

Well, my very special client Nancy, didn't have to "let" me do anything, she actually asked for it, amidst this marathon of a scene. 

Thus far, Nancy had been placed in a thirty-minute timeout alongside a sissy slave. She was paddled and caned in front of others in a classroom setting, with her knickers pooled around her ankles and dressed head-to-toe like a schoolgirl. She was sent to the Principal's office after this, where she was spanked over-the-knee and paddled again. Once her tears dried she was made to clean the gym supply room, which only led to her being blackmailed by the creepy Coach and "forced" to suck his cock. 

When her school day finally finished, she was on her way to catch the make-believe bus and head home, but was abducted at knife-point by a pair of sadistic freaks. 

These two savage animals, now had her captive in some creepy basement, blindfolded, gagged and terrified.  

The two captors would leave her in silence, unable to see but forced to listen to the running of a furnace or the dripping of old pipes. 

They would return and randomly re-position her, all while groping at her tits, grabbing her ass and pussy and whipping at her with canes and floggers. 

The two captors had a script that was all designed for Nancy's benefit. They would argue in front of her, fighting over who gets to fuck her first.

They even went so far as to drag her around the room by her hair, whipping her bare legs in the process and dehumanizing her by making her eat from a pet's bowl. 

"If you end up seeing my face, or my partner's face, you'll never leave this basement, slut!" I barked at her, struggling to remain in the role she wants me in. (It's sooooo not me. At ALL, but she's a paying for me to act this way).

As you know, all of this is just an illusion, a fantasy that Nancy wished to play out. Her level of arousal was incredible! When my partner-in-crime and I got her up and shackled to the bed, to cut her cheer uniform off her body, I could see the proof of her arousal on the gusset of her delicate panties. They were absolutely soaked!

This phase of random beatings, dehumanizing and degradation was just to soften her up and allow her to enter a headspace where she believes this is all being done against her will. 

When we finally began to sexually "assault" her, she wasn't struggling or fighting with us at all. She moaned through her gag when she was in one, and eagerly embraced our cocks.

The stunt-cock I was using for this elaborate session was actually Branson, the Principal. Hehe! 

He had a lot more sexual longevity since he blasted a load into Kaylee's mouth. Nancy was likely in for some serious fucking and sucking. 

I threw on a stunt cock too, my trusty strap-on, so we could treat her to some spit roasting. 

We used a system of suspended reality or accelerated timings. We wanted Nancy to feel that she has been captive in this space for several days. We would fuck her for a bit, "force" her to suck cock and clean herself off the dicks that had just been inside her, then cage her up and leave her. 

Branson and I would return like 10 minutes later, speaking as though hours had gone by or that it was evening now. 

Nancy admitted to me during our session debrief and aftercare, that she would secretly masturbate and cum when we caged her up. Haha! What a naughty little sprite! 

My fault for not cuffing her wrists behind her back. Oh well, I'm glad she enjoyed all of this. 

We did about three cycles of to the cage and from the cage, with aggressive and rough sex in between. 

This was probably the most wild BDSM scene I've ever been involved with, and I do this for a living! 

We finished the scene in somewhat of a surprising manner. I mean, it wasn't scripted ahead of time. Branson was under orders that when he cums, it would bring an end to the session. So I told him to hold-out as long as he can. 

At some point during our third cycle of dragging Nancy out of her cage, Branson orgasmed his huge load of cum, directly onto my asshole. 

Then the stud grabbed Nancy's head and rubbed her nose in it, eventually removing her gag and making her lap it all up!

Wow. No more kid's table with those big-boy moves. Well done Branson! 

I got the added bonus of feeling Nancy's lovey tongue on my asshole. I ended up turning over while my partner-in-crime "forced" her mouth onto my pussy. She brought me to two amazing orgasms. 

I found out later this was her first time ever licking a pussy. Girls just know how to do it better! It comes naturally. 

She had me toe-curling in no time. 

As we were in the midst of seeing her out, those feel-good and fight or flight chemicals were still surging through her body. She was giddy, uplifted and very appreciative of all the work that went into her session. 

I almost felt like the entire cast and crew of this hot mess, should all come out and take a bow, maybe get handed a bouquet of roses.  

As the door opened Nancy stood at the threshold, just staring out into the "normal" world. She sighed. I knew what she was thinking...

"It's difficult to enjoy vanilla when you've had a taste of heavenly hash, isn't it sweetheart?" I cooed to her as she left. 

She turned back to me and smiled, while blowing me a kiss. 

Do not attempt heavenly hash play if, one, you have a peanut allergy, or two, you haven't established a safeword! ;) 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Foodie Porn

 

Don't try this at home!

Continued from: Making out behind the bleachers

Kaylee had a reluctant and nervous look on his face, when Principal Branson went up his skirt to probe around for the surprise beneath. 

Branson's firm hands soon found a silky-smooth pair of testicles, slightly squeezed and presented by the metal ring at the base of the scrotum. His hand then moved to stroke and fondle the metal bars that housed Kaylee's penis. 

All he could do was whimper and blush, aroused yet horrified, ashamed yet electrified with butterflies.

Meanwhile, in the gymnasium equipment room, Coach Cooper had just produced his erect cock, right into the field of view of poor Nancy. 

Nancy was playing the character of a pure and virginal schoolgirl, speaking in the tone and cadence, reminiscent of Judy Garland from the Wizard of Oz. She was currently being blackmailed by the creepy Coach and she promised to do anything he asks of her. 

Upstairs was far more barbaric, Principal Branson simply threatened to paddle Kaylee's bare bum again, if he didn't get down on his knees and open his mouth. 

The poor spanked girls, both had mouthfuls of cock, all wrapped up in their Sunday school, consensual non-consent scenes. 

Kaylee took a full load of the Principal's cum, into his mouth and onto his face, all while his little cocklette remained locked up. Nancy was doing her finest to have a similar experience. 

Branson came to get me to advise me that this particular leg of the session was over. I went into my office to collect Kaylee, we debriefed and did some aftercare together, before he was taken upstairs to his room. 

The sissy bedroom in the new Facility is more like a cell now, with a locking cell door. It's across the hall from my bedroom and the cell door allows for any occupant of the room, to be forced to listen to what Summer and I get up to at bedtimes and in the mornings. 👿

Kaylee will be staying the night in his sissy cell, but right now he was left just sitting on the edge of his bed with cum on his face, likely wondering how he let himself get this far down the rabbit hole.

 As the pink cell door shut and locked, I wondered how Nancy was making out. 

"Such a good girl", the Coach purred out, in his creepiest voice ever, before ropes of hot cum, spasmed into the back of Nancy's throat. 

The Coach got outta there quickly, he didn't want to be caught, leaving Nancy in a degraded and ashamed pile on the floor. 

I was getting dressed and into character for the final leg of this scene, I sent Summer into the locker room to check on Nancy.

"No safewords, all smiles, full steam ahead!" Is what Summer reported back to me when she came to find me upstairs. Then she just shook her head and said: 

"Oh Andrea, your friggen outfit!!"

She burst out laughing. 

"I told Nancy to head back to the area with the bleachers to wait for her school bus", Summer finally said to me. 

Don't try this at home! Don't let the neighbours see. The knife was realistic but plastic btw. 

Nancy never made it to the bus...

To be continued...

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Heavenly Hash