Bridesmaids

Continued from: No Turning Back

No speeches, no Macarena or chicken dance and the added possibility of random, intense sexual encounters cropping up. This was the best wedding reception I've ever been too, and it was mine! 

In the limo on the way back to the house, Summer told me that Vanessa had really taken a shine to Bella. Yes, like that type of shine. 

Without hesitation I gave Bella a slave pass, absolutely! Vanessa was a rocket. It was a wedding party gift from Summer and I. Bella could do what she wanted with Vanessa tonight, provided she was outwardly submissive toward Vanessa. 

As the night wore on, we danced, we drank, Summer and I spanked both of our sissy gurls at one point, right in front of everyone, then took them outside for some air and a brief chat. 

We first let them listen to us talking about unlocking their dicks, as a bridesmaid's gift from Summer and I. It was their glimmer of hope, that they may finally have a full orgasm with their penises. The last time this occurred was over six months ago, when Katrina and I had them 69 each other right in front of us, finishing the humiliating event by cumming into each other's mouths. 

Since that time, Kaylee has been blowing some of my male clients on a regular basis and Tiffany is in a three-way relationship with his girlfriend Katrina and her bull named Cole. Tiffany is no stranger to fluffing his cock and sucking him off, to prepare him for fucking Katrina. 

Sucking dick was no longer such a taboo or a big deal for these two cock-sluts, we had to raise the stakes a little. 

Meanwhile, Bella and Vanessa had slinked off to do their own thing, she was a good girl and kept her collar on, but it appeared that was the only thing she had on. 

Just over Vanessa's shoulder, at their three o'clock, two studs sat in wait. I had suggested to them when the night began to wind down, that my gurls would look after them. They were both game. 

The two sissy bridesmaids had a moment to deliberate, before it was time to make their decisions. 

"Well gurls, what's it gonna be?" I asked. 

"Entertain our handsome pilots and I do mean entertain, in any way they want, and you'll earn an unlocking. Or call it a night and I'll be keeping your chastity keys safely secured away, for a little while longer." I added, with a devious grin on my face. 

"Safewords are always an option too gurls," I finished with. 

Their desperation to cum and new-found lust for all things sissy and humiliating, made the decision for them. They had been conditioned into perfect little bimbos. 

Summer and I couldn't believe our eyes, this was amazing to watch. 

The gurls, although somewhat stoic, were doing an amazing job pleasing our guests. 

Then, in an incredible escalation of desire and sexual passion, it happened. Summer and I were about to witness Tiffany and Kaylee, lose their anal virginity. 

Kaylee had only ever taken my strap-on and toys, Tiffany also, and Katrina had reported to me previously, that her bull Cole, has never fucked Tiffany, only oral with him. 

So this was it. No safewords were spoken, not even reluctance. My two sissy bimbos actually wanted this to happen. 

It was cute to hear Kaylee's chastity cage, clacking and bouncing about between her legs, as Lance fucked her boi pussy. 

Tiffany's first experience was not too far behind. Summer and I both heard him groan like a whore, as Eric entered his smooth, hairless asshole. 

Kaylee was now riding Lance, moaning just as intensely...still not a breath of a safeword was spoken. 

All was right with the world, we left the studs to carry on and finish up, telling the two sissies to come find us when the pilots leave, to see about their bridesmaid gifts. 

Groomsmen gifts? I think our two pilots were capitalizing on those right now! Hehe. 

As for Summer and I, I had matrimonial duties to attend to. I had to consummate this marriage with Summer. Did watching those two studs fucking the two sissies make us super aroused? 

Mayyyyybe...

Who consummates a marriage of their beautiful bride, with bondage, a whip, a ballgag and a pair of nipple clamps? 

I did! All night long, until Kaylee and Tiffany darkened our doorway, faces blushing and likely clenching their bums, trying to hold in all the cum.

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Keyholder

No Turning Back

Continued from: The Wedding Party

The wedding of Summer and I was going to be a small gathering, as we wanted it. We selected a hipster, brew-pub downtown that had an intimate, rooftop veranda. 

Cute huh? 

When the wedding music started, I had a huge lump in my throat. We decided that I would be the one to wait at the front, under the arbor while pilots, Lance and Eric, in their official dress uniforms, walked Summer down the aisle to me (I still don't know which one is Lance and which one is Eric).

As soon as I saw my little Summer, in her wedding gown, framed perfectly by the two studs on either side of her, tears were rolling down my cheeks. There was no turning back now!

After exchanging our vows, we sealed the deal with a kiss, to the thunderous applause of our guests. 

I was so utterly content. My heart was finally full, and would now be forever. 

I played Summer a classic, from one of our most intimate slow-dances ever, the night in New Orleans where I told her I was madly in love with her.  

"I can't help falling in love with you." Elvis originally, I believe. 

She sat beside me on the piano stool and laid her head against my shoulder, crying tears of joy as I played. It was a beautiful moment on such a beautiful day, but the day was still young. 

All of the guests either knew or were briefed, on why every member of my side of the wedding party were in slave collars. Our tight group of friends are very open and understanding, it turns out the pilots and Vanessa were too. No one would ever judge our lifestyle choices.  

The reception was planned at the Facility, a.k.a. our matrimonial home, in the upper floor of course. We hired a caterer, Cassandra was going to dance for us again and given the environment, the guests were aware that "things" from the kink world, may happen. 

Summer and I could both sense that some wild adventures may occur tonight, we both noticed it from our seat at the piano. 

The booze was flowing liberally and people were starting to get a little handsy. 

"Do you think the sissies are crushing on the pilots?" I asked Summer. 

"It could be the other way around Mistress", she replied? 

"REALLY?!" I declared, sounding absolutely shocked. 

"Oh ya", Summer said. 

"Eric is for sure bisexual and Lance, he's just a huge swordsman. It wouldn't surprise me if they tried. They know Vanessa and I won't touch the two of them, even though they've attempted multiple times on our flights and I assume Bella is probably not permitted to." Summer went on to explain. 

"Only two options left", I said, in a cheerful tone. 

"Two options who have been in chastity cages for months right?" Summer quipped. 

We both giggled, and agreed to do our hardest to try and make it happen, without pushing or breaking anyone's limits. 

"Once they let two men fuck them, there will be no turning back," I concluded. 

It turns out, this one is Lance, the swordsman, who happens to have a thing for redheads. 

Hehe! 

To be continued...

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Bridesmaids

 

The Wedding Party

Continued from: The Maid of Honour

The big day is approaching fast. Summer and I went dress shopping a few times and we still hadn't decided on how our same-sex, D/s dynamic wedding should play out. I didn't want Summer to feel like she's a spectacle for the eyes of others, we also talked about whether or not she should be in innocent, virginial white (hehe), maybe not so virginal but I like the white bride look. 

Should I be in a suit, or leathers...should Summer be in a collar? There were plenty of ideas floated around.

I really liked this one on her, a corseted, lingerie bride? 

Isn't she a freakin' hottie? 

But...I wanted to look like a bride too! Not a groom. I really liked this one and tried some latex gloves with it, as a nod to our kink lifestyle but not so kink that we enter into a full-blown, BDSM wedding. 

I think it was Natalie Mars, the very famous, sissy porn star, who got married to his/her Dominatrix. They went with a fun gender reversal, bride/groom feel. I wonder if Natalie's penis was locked up during this ceremony? The clamps are certainly a nice, decorative touch. 

I'm not sure if Natalie goes by her or him, I assume the former. No disrespect if I got it wrong.

Speaking of sissy slaves, was there ever any doubt, who my bridesmaids would be? Of course it's going to be Kaylee and Tiffany! This will be their ultimate humiliation and the ultimate point of no return for them. There will be absolutely no returning to being a man for these two, after this wedding.

Katrina let me "borrow" Tiffany for this event and this role. Kat is going to be attending anyway, with her alpha-bull, male submissive, Cole. 

Do you remember Vanessa? This little stunner...

Way, way back from the original post, where I first discovered that some Flight Attendants sell their used hosiery? That Vanessa.

Summer essentially learned their naughty little trade-secret from Vanessa, they have been partners in nylon fun and games and best friends ever since. This is who Summer selected as her Maid of Honour. 

Yep, she's about an 11, as I suspected she would be. 

As for the rest of Summer's side of the wedding party, she went with her actual flight crew from work, the pilot and co-pilot. 

I don't often get impressed by silly males, and these two are likely as silly as all the rest, but what a pair of studs these pilots were! Holy shit. Of course one of them is named Lance but I can't remember which one, the other is named Eric. 

Look at the machismo dripping off these two. They probably fly the plane with their cocks! Is that where the term cockpit comes from? Hehe.

We're definitely going to have a very handsome and gorgeous wedding party! 

When the day finally arrived, I was absolutely right, we were stunning! I hadn't seen Summer yet, the morning of. I had butterflies like crazy!

Alright, time to do this thing! Wish me luck. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: No Turning Back

The Maid of Honour

Continued from: Hall Pass

Have you ever walked into your own bedroom, after all your party guests have departed and are met with the sight of your future fiancée, straddling another girl's face, spanking her bare pussy and calling her a bad girl? 

Just a common occurrence in this household I guess, *shrug*.

If I wasn't so tired, I likely would have bound and whipped the pair of them. Rather, I peeled myself out of my dress and joined the action. I made a point of reminding them that during the entire party, I don't recall getting any pleasure of my OWN! 

Summer went down on Nancy for quite some time during that party. Later in the evening, while feeling rather tipsy, Summer and Cassandra rocked a disappearance, to go have drunken sex in my bed. Heck, even sissy Kaylee got in on some action. Mind you, it involved him sucking a dick through a glory hole near some urinals, but at least he got something before being returned to his cell. 

Now it was morning. Kaylee would be walking up in a cute bra and panty set, trying to make his nocturnal, morning boner go away from within his chastity cage. 

Cassandra crashed on the couch at the end of our bed. I'm not 100% sure why she didn't just sleep with Summer and I like we have many times before. 

"Should we wake her", Summer asked me. 

"Yes, we'll need to. Remember, her Mother is coming over for brunch with us." I replied. 

I think Cassandra was a bit hung-over. She went right for the coffee maker first, as we all giggled and reminisced about the wild housewarming party. I checked the bathroom to make sure there wasn't a tiger in it...nope, all good. 

Cassie took her coffee to go and headed out. She knew her Mom was coming over and didn't want to cross paths with her, looking like a bit of a hot mess. No one wants your Mom to see you, when you wake-up looking like Keith Richards. 

Speaking of hot...

My Portuguese beauty had just arrived. Isabella Octavia Goth. A woman who by all accounts, is shockingly, shockingly beautiful and has been a part of my life since I moved to this town. 

The affluent corporate executive, mother of two and wife, later to become a taken-in-hand, spanked, adult woman, eventually becoming a collared sex slave. 

Despite countless sessions with Bella, where she had endured severe discipline, gut churning humiliation and sexual degradation, she and I are actually close friends. When not immersed in a BDSM scene, we maintain a very strong, vanilla friendship.  

Summer and I invited her over for brunch, not only because she had missed the party last night and we felt bad about that, but also, I had something to ask her. 

I came right out and asked. 

'Bella huni, you know I adore you, both sides of you", I said. Referring to the woman I know and befriended in the vanilla world, and the naughty sex slave she has blossomed into.

"Will you be my Maid of Honour?" I sheepishly asked her. 

"Oh my God yes, yes Mistress of course!" 

Summer was welling up a bit as she clapped with excitement, before planting a passionate one, right on Bella's lips. 

After our brunch, we talked through a few of the details we knew and had planned thus far, Bella seemed overjoyed to be this directly involved in the wedding of Summer and I. 

Once all the real-world discussions were out of the way, I again reminded Summer of the person who did NOT indulge in any pleasures of the party last night. 

We didn't tell Bella what I meant by that, because it involved her daughter's tongue inside my fiancée's pussy. Bella took the hint however and got back into her slave role, as Summer returned to her submission also. 

Brunch at my home doesn't just mean it's served with a slice of cantaloupe at the end, it also means I get treated to a tongue up my butt and one on my clit!

Bliss!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: The Wedding Party

 
 

Hall Pass

Continued from: House Warming

The party was going smashingly if I do say so myself. Cassandra's dancing was so beautiful and sexual, everyone literally stopped everything else they were doing, just to come over and watch her.

She'd do a three-song set up on the pole, then come down to mix some drinks and tease the guests and tantalize my fiancée, Summer. 

Summer however, had started to take a liking to Nancy, which doesn't surprise me. Summer gravitates toward more mature women and caring Mommy-figures. Nancy is older than I am, so again, I wasn't surprised to see Summer flirting with her and sitting on her lap occasionally. 

During Nancy's Sunday school session, Summer got to see her dressed up like a schoolgirl and spanked on the bare bum. This could also have something to do with the way Summer was now lusting for her. 

After a bit more champagne and some looser inhibitions, Summer sweetly took my hand and whispered to me, asking me if it was ok to have sex with Nancy. 

"Of course Babygirl, hall pass remember, but I think Nancy is straight." I replied to her. 

"So's spaghetti, until it gets wet", she blurted out. 

I think she totally just stole my line. I think I've used that exact line before. I laughed, then gave her a judgey-face. 

"Thank you Mistress, you're the best", she said as she kissed me on the cheek and skipped off to find Nancy. 

Summer doesn't fool around when she wants something. I heard her from across the room, walk right up to Nancy and say, 

"Excuse me Nancy, would it be ok if I went down on you?" 

I saw Nancy smile and nod her head. Summer took her by the hand and led her over to the VIP couch. 

Just then, Tiffany clicked back into the room in his high heels. I guess Kaylee drew the short straw on this one. The next time Cole goes for a pee, he can get his dick sucked if he wants. 

Gawd, how humiliating is this?? But such a good gurl!

Kaylee would have knelt down and flipped the light switch to his left. Now he has to just wait, for a little treat to pop through that hole. 

It wasn't lost on Cole, as he was washing his hands, that the red light above him was on.  

What's the harm? He thought to himself. Katrina unlocked Cole's penis before this party, just for a moment like this. I guess he had a hall pass tonight too.  

Speaking of which, Summer had Nancy peeled out of a few layers and was just goin' to town on her. 

Down the hall in the urinals, Cole took the plunge and guided his dick through the glory hole, which Kaylee reluctantly took deeply into his mouth. 

According to what Kaylee told me the next morning over coffee, Cole must have been a little pent-up from the chastity device. I guess the load of ejaculate that Kaylee had to swallow was enormous. 

Nancy had cum once already too. I knew this because I was in the same room watching my little Summer in action. I think she was going in for seconds. 

Summer would lick and kiss her pussy for a bit, then crawl up on Nancy's lap to straddle her and kiss her mouth, transferring her pussy flavour onto her lips. Then she'd once again kneel, and get back to work on her hot, puffy, clit. 

I can't speak for the two sissies, but everyone else seemed to be having a great time! Haha...

As the party was wrapping up, Cassie and Summer had enough booze in them that they fucked-off somewhere. I can only imagine what they're getting into.

I treated the remaining guests and one sissy, to some lovely piano. Mahler. Piano quartet in A minor. Although I was missing three pieces to the quartet. 

It still sounded lovely nevertheless. 

Cole was ordering up an Uber on his phone, and from what I heard later, made another trip to the gloryhole before he left. Poor Kaylee.

Competing with the sound of my piano playing, was my future matrimonial bed, thumping against the wall from the other room!

Aren't hall passes fun? 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: The Maid of Honour