Today's Lesson: Maintenance Spanking

Continued from: The Duality of BDSM

[spanking] [domestic discpline] [F/f] [F/m]

Welcome back to another lesson, everyone, where I will continue along the same thread of defining and breaking down my wonderful world of D/s relations. 

Last time, I illustrated and explained that my D/s world has two distinct sides, two buckets if you will. 

Mandatory (admin)

It's non-sexual, she is using an implement of opportunity in this one, being her slipper. I'm sure there is another implement of opportunity in her purse which may come next. It's real, it's domestic, it is the spanking of an adult male by an adult female. It's perfect and it is often times, a form of anticipation or foreplay to what comes next.  

Electives (ops)

Now things are sexualized. I won't return to "admin" again, for the rest of the session, even though some impact play directed at the buttocks could still occur. There will be no more official cornertime, no hairbrush over-the-knee...we did that already and if I did my job correctly, the bare bum should be good for several days!

I want that vibrancy of colour to remain for his full thirty minutes of cornertime. When we move onto ops, the numbness of his bum, caused by repeated impact will have faded away, leaving only the delicious sting that will linger for the next phases of whatever I want to do to him. By bedtime, the red will have faded to pink and I still want the colour to remain well into the next day and begin to fade by day two. 

The way I achieve this is not by spanking harder, it's by spanking longer. Lengthy, drawn-out admin sessions, to build layer upon layer on and into the bare bum, and I remain within those domestic-type parameters to keep things clearly on the admin side of the house. 

Can I use specialized furniture on the admin side, to better present and display the bare bottom? 

Sure I can! 

One of my favourites, a flat bench position with the hips bolstered and bottom elevated for a belt or strap. Can I use bondage on the admin side, to make the spankee feel more vulnerable, more helpless? 

Absolutely I can and I will! 

Should I give Summer a spanking on her bare bum, with a hairbrush, while she's trussed up in this contraption, a fucking machine working her pussy, a gag in her mouth? 

A very lovely setup but, no...because now I've entered into the ops side of things and the lines will become blurred between the two. End one first, then start the other.

Do you absolutely need to do one before the other? Nope...but I have found the best results by doing admin before ops. Can you do admin without the ops or ops without the admin? Sure, you totally can, it's all flexible. 

But if you consider the admin side to be the foreplay for the ops side, this is where the real magic happens. Where you hear things like, "omg, that's never happened to me before!" As a trembling submissive describes an orgasm they just had, that was so ferocious they surprised even themselves. 

So, allow me to tie this all together and recap the maintenance spanking, I'll use my wife, Summer as our example. 

Step 1: 

Summer is informed, well ahead of time, that she will be receiving a maintenance spanking on Sunday evening, at 7:00PM. She is told how to dress and present herself and is told where she is to report at 7:00PM. Whether it is a day before or a few hours before her session, her butterflies will be stewing with anticipation. 

Step 2: 

Summer sheepishly arrives in her designated outfit, which is usually an age-regressed style, and she acknowledges why she is there. "Mommy, I'm here for my spanking," is a common line I hear from her mouth. If it's a pinup dress, hose and pearls, Summer will instinctively address me as "Mommy". If it's corporate lady boss attire, pant suit style or pencil skirt, she will call me "Ma'am'.

As for my demeanour, I'll be maternal and soothing. Summer will be encouraged, she will be told that it's okay to need this, that she is brave for asking for this dynamic, that she is loved, cared for and will be supported during this vulnerable ordeal. 

Step 3: 

I will have Summer stand in the corner, reminding her of the consequences for moving or making a sound during her timeout. From standing to kneeling corner time, a bare bum, a pantied bum and the positioning of her arms and body for this, I usually change up week-to-week. The duration for maintenance, is typically fifteen to twenty minutes before her session begins. 

Step 4: 

This is where I will take my time, slowly clicking around the room and house, setting things up for the impending spanking. If there is a nice flat bench in another room, I'll prepare a bolster for her hips and lay out the implements that correspond with that position, I chose a belt and two leather straps. 

In the living room, another array of implements will be prepared and displayed, along with the quintessential straight-backed chair. 

I would have set a timer for Summer's timeout, so at this point I'll check that, I want her to experience the vulnerability of a good 15 - 20 while I take in the rooms I've staged, specific areas to be used and the implements prepared. 

From the previous post the most successful order I use is: hand, leathers/synthetics, wood, hand. I was also using a scale of severity that was simple 1 through 10, as it relates to each implement but I kept stopping at 8. Longer not harder, right? 

Step 5: 

Now it becomes my spanking plan, quite literally like a script, where I take each of these sets from severity level one, up to about a five or six until the session progresses. And I'm going to do that twice. So think about it like one set, two reps.  

OTK hand - panties up

    (level one up to five)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to six)

OTK hand - panties down

    (level one up to five)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to six)

Arm of couch - leather paddle 1

    (level one up to five)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to six)

Over back of chair on tiptoes - leather paddle 2

    (level one up to five)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to six)

*dress off - panties off - bra off* (just personal preference at this point)

Diaper pose couch - leather paddle 3

    (level one up to five)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to seven) - note the gradual increase in intensity

Flat bench belt

    (level one up to six)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to seven)

Flat bench strap 

    (level one up to seven)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to eight)

*remember the care and encouragement - "you're doing so well, Summer, it's ok if you need to cry. We have a bit further to go with you today. You know this is for your own good, Summer."

OTK hairbrush

    (level one up to seven)

    (back to the beginning at one and bring her up to eight)

*her breathing, the presence of visible perspiration, her pleas to have the spanking end - should all be good indicators that we are in fact nearing the end.

OTK hand 

(level one up to six)

(back to the beginning at one and bring her up to six)

*rubbing and kneading of the bare bum, I'm spreading out her colour for evenness and using my hand to redden any areas that are lacking

(I might do a third or fourth rep here, so Summer can feel everything coming to an end)

(Rep 3: a one up to a five)

(Rep 4: a one up to a four)

I'd be happy if I was looking down at her over my knee and seeing this. 

Nice, even distribution of colour. No angry welts or wrap-around marks and just a touch of white, ashy splotches at the sit-spots, where more attention was paid with the brush. The thighs were a bit neglected in this image, that would be my only criticism...you want to extend this redness just below the curve of the bum also. Overall, very well done though. 

Judge your own situation and your own knowledge of your submissive, but for me, this is not the time for aftercare, not yet. Summer will be going back to the corner as the admin side of the session is still running. I might tell her how long her sentence in the corner shall be, I might not, but for maintenance, again, a nice 15-20 should do and the bum will always be bare and displayed for this, no matter what her state of dress or undress. If there are other people in the house who might witness her in this state, even better! 

Again, I'll time this out and when the timer draws to a close, then it's all about the aftercare, baby lotion with her draped over my knees on the couch. She will be thankful and grateful that I care so much about her to spank her like this, when she needs it. 

At this stage she will be vulnerable, she will have experienced involuntary arousal during her timeout. Now the ops can start to creep in a little, as she kneels to kiss my high heels, my feet, in appreciation for spanking her. I'll encourage her to masturbate as her tongue glides effortlessly along the soles of my hosed feet. She'll help me out of my panties, relieve me of my panties and politely ask to go down on me. Next thing you know I'm dressed in leather, wearing a strap-on and we have successfully made a smooth transition from admin to ops. 

I'll leave you with a final thought to contemplate and a teaser to quite likely, the next post. 

Punishment spanking...

So what's the difference between what I just described above and a punishment spanking? Clearly it must be longer, harder...right? 

Wrong. 

The only difference is in the way I'm speaking to her during the session. 

Noodle that one around, until next time. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Punishment Spanking

 

Today's Lesson: The Duality of BDSM

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Sarah Cashes in on her Allowance

Continued from: Sports Betting

[M/f] [CNC] [maledom] [F/mf] [chastity] [dildos] [butt plug] [gangbang]

A Sarah Jane story

With my increased allowance comes the opportunity to plan something truly unforgettable for Daddy. As I pondered the possibilities, I found myself torn between two competing desires: to indulge my submissive side and surrender to Daddy's whims, while also wanting to surprise him with a special treat that will leave him weak in the knees. 

I slipped into a fetching schoolgirl outfit, complete with a plaid skirt, paired with knee-high socks and Mary Jane heels. I didn't go with a top, leaving me clad in a demure bra that barely contained my bouncing tits. 

Next, I prepared the surface of the dresser: a trifecta of dildos and a realistic butt plug, staged and laid out like an invitation to debauchery. I put his chastity key around my neck on a gold necklace and gagged my own mouth. These subtle gestures, speaking volumes about my willingness to surrender and be taken by Daddy when he arrives.  

Before cuffing my hands behind my back, I shot him a saucy text, hinting at the freedom that awaits him. The message was concise yet loaded with promise. "Mommy raised my allowance, Daddy!" Followed by sending a number of eggplant emojis. "I'm up in our bedroom, we have 90 minutes!!" 

With my wrists securely cuffed and a silencing ball gag in place, I settled in to wait for Daddy's arrival. The anticipation was making my pussy soaked, my heart thrumming like a drumline in my chest. As I sit there on the floor, cuffed to the leg of the dresser, my imagination runs wild with possibilities. I'm secretly hoping that he'll take one look at all the dildos and the plug and know exactly what I want. 

The anticipation was killing me, amplified by my bound inability to play with my pussy while I waited. But finally, the moment of truth arrived, and Daddy burst into the room, clearly eager to have his penis unlocked after several weeks in his cage. 

He quickly surveyed the scene as I whimpered through my gag, playing the role of a non-consensual captive, about to be claimed by her captor! Noticing the chastity key glinting between my cleavage, Daddy swooped in and ripped the necklace free, slapping one of my tits with a firm, corrective hand. I let out another whimper, the sound stifled by the rubber ball that was doing its best to silence me. 

While Daddy set upon releasing his caged penis, his eyes scanned the assortment of toys I carefully arranged, a sly smile spreading across his face like a mischievous little boy. And then, without warning, he took hold of my arm and uncuffed my wrists, dragging me away from the dresser and onto my knees. 

With my face just inches from his growing cock, I whined out a futile plea of mercy, before my lips closed around his intruding penis. 

"Please, Mister! Just let me go...I don't want...guuuurgh*" 

Before long, my hands are busy jerking off the two dildos on the dresser, as my mouth engulfed the largest of the cocks, the one I had strategically placed in the middle, its ridges and bumps providing a delightful counterpoint to the sensations building inside me. Meanwhile, Daddy's fingers were busy too, expertly guiding the realistic plug into my tight asshole, stretching me to capacity as I squirmed beneath his touch. 

As I gazed into the mirror to witness my own debasement, Daddy entered me from behind, completing the degrading but thrilling scenario of having all three of my holes filled with dick, while providing hand jobs to two other "men". 

I deliberately crafted this scene for Daddy, as the clock continued to countdown on my extended, 90 minute allowance with Daddy's penis. I'm a grown woman, dressed in the remnants of a ridiculous schoolgirl outfit, sucking on a dildo while my hands frantically jerk off two more. My asshole is plugged, my pussy is being pounded, and I'm staring at my reflection with a mixture of shame and desire. 

Was I the dominant or was I submissive in this very moment? I orchestrated this tableau of humiliation to feel like a complete and utter whore. I craved the sensation of being humiliated, of being reduced to nothing more than a vessel for cock. There was something perversely liberating about surrendering to these darker impulses. 

As Daddy continued to take control, I was treated to some delightful pussy-to-mouth, forcing me to clean my own juices from his cock, my senses soon heightened as he resumed his pounding of my pussy. My ass was being spanked, my hair was being pulled, forcing my open mouth on and off the middle dildo. All the while, I'm pretending to be a reluctant participant, imagining that I'm being taken by not one, not two, but five burly men, each one eager to claim a hole for themselves. 

In this fantastical scene, I was forced to use my little hands to keep the other two cocks hard and ready for their turn to ravish me. And when it all reached its climax (literally!) Daddy unleashed his load onto my face and into my mouth, a load of significant volume after his time in the cock cage. 

I collapsed back onto the bed, spent and exhausted, I couldn't help but giggle at the sheer audacity of it all. I checked the clock, noting that our 90-minute allowance was almost up, and soon Daddy's cock will be locked away once more, courtesy of Mistress Andrea. 

Speaking of whom, she gently let herself into the room, a knowing glint in her eye as she took in the sight of my disheveled state: cum-streaked face, smacked red bum, hair a mess...she couldn't help but chuckle at the state of me. 

When she clicked into the light I gasped at the state she was in, full Dominatrix mode and holding Daddy's cock cage seductively in her hand. She looked absolutely stunning, enough to stir the butterflies within me, not knowing her intentions. 

She looked down at Daddy and I on the bed, issuing her authoritative commands, making me believe we were about to be disciplined. 

"Both of you!" She hissed, "Down to the dungeon, NOW! Summer is already down there." 

But then she smiled, her gaze becoming maternal and loving as she slapped Daddy on the bare bum to hurry him along. 

"We need to celebrate Valentine's Day...as a family!" She giggled, while clicking behind us down the basement stairs. 

Happy belated Valentine's Day, everyone. Love, Mistress Andrea and her unconventional little family. 

Sarah Jane

💟

Continued in: Duality of BDSM