Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Listening to Mom get Spanked

Continued from: Cassandra Checks her Mother into the Facility

After Cassandra left my office and propped the door open, I told Bella she was going to be getting a spanking today, not that this was a surprise to her, it's what she booked her appointment for. I always like to say it out loud though, before the soon-to-be-spanked individual is sent for a childish timeout. The word "spanking" can then reverberate in their mind as they park their nose in the corner and tremble in anticipation.

Yesterday morning, I picked up an e-copy of Miss Julie's long awaited book! I was so excited to give it a read, maybe garner some inspiration for my sessions. Thus far it has been a real page-turner, super strict and I absolutely love the dynamic of a domestic discipline relationship. Everything else that goes on between the brutally spanked bare bums, is just 100% lezzie-dommey yumminess! 

While Bella did her cornertime, I got out my tablet and continued to read. I would highly recommend picking up a copy, it's hot! 

Strict Miss Julie's NEW BOOK!!  

***

With the office door left open, Cassandra could literally hear everything, which was exactly her plan.

Her mother, Bella, a corporate career woman well into her forties, was about to be spanked like a child, while dressed like one too. Her humiliation would be brutal, knowing full-well her daughter will hear everything playing out. 

She listened to her mother's scolding, under the strict gaze of Mistress Andrea. She pictured her mom standing before Mistress' desk, looking down at her knee socks and Mary Janes, shamed and embarrassed with tears beginning to flow more freely. 

Cassandra heard her mother being called a naughty little schoolgirl, which made Cassie giggle in delight from her reception desk. Poor Edward, from his extremely vulnerable predicament in the lobby, was collateral damage to Cassie's little door-opening plan. He'll have the tummy-churning misfortune of having to listen to what he'll be up for next. 

Mistress could be heard continuing her scolding, shaming Bella for how extremely short her school-skirt was. 

It didn't take long before the loud echo of a slaps began, the sharp cracks of a firm palm meeting a plump, fleshy bare bum.

Cassandra entered into an agreement with Mistress (Monday Maintenance). As part of this agreement, she is subject to maintenance spankings every Monday. She knows Mistress Andrea's style and application of discipline quite well now. She guessed that her mom's bum had just been bared and that she was receiving a long warm-up on her naked ass. 

Eventually Bella would be separated from her little plaid skirt entirely, panties too, remaining in only her vulnerable knee socks and doll-style heels. 

Cassandra heard Mistress hiss out a *tsk tsk* verbal scold, followed by the words, "absolutely shameful young lady!" 

Cassandra wondered if her mother at this very moment, was crossing her ankles and clamping her thighs together, to hide the involuntary arousal. Cassandra blushed a little, realizing that it happens to her too. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree I guess. 


"Yikes, that sounds like a wooden ruler, Edward." Cassie said aloud, grinding the knife in a little further to the poor client, who could only whimper through is ball gag, pull at his binds and listen.  

Cassandra could now hear her mom beginning to beg and plead with Mistress, while crying out that she's sorry and that she'll be a good girl. This was followed by a more robust and deeper smacking noise. 

She glanced once again at Edward. "School paddle", she said, while the corners of her lips turned upward into a devious grin. 

Before long there was silence coming from the office, followed by the powerful clicks of high-heels, approaching the lobby waiting area. 

Mistress was dragging a sobbing and sheepish Bella by the bicep, marching her to the stage beside Cassie's desk to be publicly displayed for her cornertime. 

"Twenty minutes on the timer for Mrs. Goth please, Cassandra", Mistress ordered. 

"Yes Ma'am". Cassandra replied. 

"Bring this young man to my office in ten minutes please Cassie".

"Of course Ma'am", she sharply replied. 

Once Edward had be taken to Mistress' office for his spanking, Cassandra returned to her desk and began to speak to her mother. 

"Is Dad still away on the business trip?" Cassie softly spoke. 

Bella turned to her, and before having an opportunity to speak, her daughter snapped at her and stood. 

"Keep your hands behind your head mother! You have seven minutes left in your timeout, you're not to move". 

"Yes, your Father is still out of the country", Bella said, having returned to her humiliating position with her nose against the wall. 

"Is Alex with Grandma still?" Cassandra asked (Alexander is Cassandra's younger brother).

"Yes he is Cassie, why are you asking me things right now?" Bella was starting to sound irritated that her daughter was having a casual conversation with her while she was in timeout, with her crimson-red, bare bottom displayed. 

"Because Mother, I will not be returning the clothing you arrived in. I want you to leave the Facility when your cornertime is done and drive home dressed as you are, in my old school uniform".

"Cassie NO!" Bella whined out. "The neighbours!!"

"I will tell Mistress Andrea if you do not obey me, now what are you expected to say, when given instruction?" 

"Yes", Bella reluctantly peeped out. 

"Yes what, Mother?" Cassandra snipped. 

"Yes Miss Cassandra", Bella spoke, now fully mortified. 

"That's better Mother. I finish at 2:00 o'clock today and will be home around 2:15. At 2:00PM sharp I want you waiting for me in the corner of the living room, is that understood?" 

Confused about what her intentions were or what she was planning, Bella simply obeyed again. 

"Yes Miss Cassandra". 

The room was once again silent and five minutes later, the ding of a timer chimed out, causing Bella to jump slightly. 

"Alight Mother, take down your arms and you may rub, your time is up". Cassandra spoke. "I'll go get your skirt and your panties for you". 

Bella and Cassandra did not say another word to one another, as Bella slipped back into her panties and extremely short kilt. She opened the front door and scanned the sidewalks for any potential onlookers, before scurrying down the steps and quickly into her car.  

Bella had to wait in her idling vehicle, in her driveway for a period of time, as one of her neighbours was outside mowing the lawn. 

When the neighbour finally ducked into his garage to put the mower away, Bella made a bead for it and made it into her house, presumably not being seen. 

Bella remained in her daughter's schoolgirl uniform, as she was told to do. She knew she would be punished if Cassandra had to report any disobedience to Mistress Andrea. 

When 2:00PM closed in, Bella reluctantly shuffled to the corner of her living room to wait for Cassandra to come home. She was so dreadfully humiliated. 

After what felt like an eternity of boredom, Bella heard the front door open and heel clicks approaching her. 

"Thank you Mother, for being so obedient, please come and sit", Cassandra spoke warmly and lovingly now, as she took a seat on the opposing couch. 

"In a few moments Mother, I am going to take you upstairs to your bedroom, and I am going to put you over my knee!" 

Bella's face twisted and her tummy churned. 

"There is something I wish to chat with you about Mother, so lets go get this over with".

"Upstairs with you". Cassandra strictly ordered. 


 "Alright Mother, get over my knee!"


Mistress Andrea


xoxo


Continued in: Summer gets punished by the pilot


 


Friday, December 23, 2022

Cassandra checks her Mother into the Spanking Facility

Continued from: Now Boarding

As detailed in the last few posts, I had a fantastic few days with Summer. It was predominately heavy BDSM scenes the entire time, mixed with snuggles afterwards. 

She's gone back to work and I left her a little homework task involving her worn pantyhose, as described in this post: Selling her Flight Attendant nylons.

As for me, I had to go back to work too. Many clients to see to this week it would appear, as my receptionist Cassandra, had briefed me on over coffee. 


She looked a little extra sinister this morning. 

"Cassie, what's up?" I asked her. 

"Mom has a session booked with you today Ma'am", she told me.

"Oh". I replied, sounding genuinely surprised. 

Cassandra looked a little nervous, but it was hidden behind a devious grin. For anyone just tuning in, Cassandra's mother, Bella, is a client of mine. She books appointments and attends my facility to be spanked, for therapeutic reasons. You can follow the beginnings of the Bella and Cassandra storyline here: Mother and Daughter.

I recently hired Cassandra as my gorgeous and youthful receptionist, to receive my clients and prepare them for their spanking sessions. Her mere presence alone, definitely helps my clients to feel more humiliated and embarrassed, before I take them over my knee. 


I asked her if she was ok with this, with her mother attending for a session and undergoing the dreaded, waiting room ritual I make them all do. 

She said it would be totally fine with her, while sporting a vengeful smile on her face.  

"Alright Cassie, as long as you're ok with this. Confirm the bookings as you always do, your Mom included". I told her. 

"Yes Mistress Andrea", she said, as she clicked away to her desk. 

Way across town, in a gated community, in a giant mansion, Bella's phone rang...


"Mrs. Goth, this is Miss Cassandra from The Facility. I'm calling to confirm that you have an appointment booked with Mistress Andrea at eleven o'clock today?"


"Cassie...?" Bella spoke out, into the other end of the line, as butterflies raged in her stomach. 

"It's Miss Cassandra for today, Mother".

"You have a spanking appointment booked for eleven o'clock today, correct?"

There was a pause on the line, before Bella spoke.

"Yes I do". 

"Yes Miss Cassandra, you mean?" 

"Yes Miss Cassandra". 

Bella must have been so embarrassed and humiliated, having to address her own daughter in dominant and formal title. 

"That's better Mother. You are expected to be showered and made-up, professionally dressed and on time, is that understood Mother?" 

"Yes Miss Cassandra". 

"Oh, and Mother...in my closet there's my old uniform from high school, bring it with you. Ensure you have matching socks and appropriate footwear". 

*bleep*

And the call ended...


I think Cassie was feeling rather confident and pleased with herself, reigning over her mom in such a dominant fashion.

She came to find me in my office, to tell me that she went a little off-script, and added something to the session. I asked what she meant.


"Mom is still coming Mistress, she didn't cancel", Cassie explained. 

"I told Mom to bring my old, catholic school uniform with her. It will fit her. I hope you don't mind that I added this twist Ma'am?" She asked, somewhat nervously. 

"You want your Mommy age regressed and humiliated, then spanked huh?" I asked her. 

"Yes Mistress Andrea", she said gleefully.

"Very well Cassie", I chuckled. 


Eleven o'clock quickly arrived and before Cassandra knew it, her mother crept into the waiting room, closed the door and approached the reception desk. 

"Cassie, can you take me back to Mistress Andrea's office". Bella asked of her daughter. 


"Not so fast Mother! You know the rules here. Just because I work here now, doesn't mean you get a hall pass. Into the locker room with you and strip! And it's MISS CASSANDRA, Mother!

"Mistress will be hearing about your disobedience today!"

Cassie scolded, quite harshly. 

Accepting her defeat, and likely some serious consequences for not obeying the rules of the facility, Bella hung her head and replied to her daughter, before slinking off into the locker room like a scolded puppy.

"Yes Miss Cassandra". Is there anyone else in there?" 

"Yes Mother, a young man named Edward". 

Bella groaned in shame. 


Several minutes later, Bella emerged from the locker room first, absolutely mortified that she was now fully naked in this setting, with her daughter present. 


"Alright Mother, you know what happens next. Lets get you accessorized and displayed for Mistress Andrea", Cassie declared. 


Bella's face with burning with embarrassment, as her daughter took her by the arms and led her over to one of the waiting room chairs. 

"Open, Mother", Cassandra ordered. So she could apply a waiting ball gag. 


Bella was on the verge of tears, the humiliation building inside of her was becoming too much to handle. 

It didn't seem to bother Cassandra, who continued her preparation, binding her Mother's wrists, then applying the spreader-bar, to fully expose Bella's pussy to the room. 


"There, all set Mother". Cassandra happily spoke in a cheerful tone, which only degraded her mother further. 


Cassandra then went to get Edward, inspecting the security of his chastity device, before getting him into the waiting room ritual as well. 


She sat and typed an instant message to Mistress, who was waiting in her office. 

"They're all ready for you Ma'am. Mom brought my old school uniform with her, it's in the locker room". 

...

Mistress typed back. 

"Excellent Cassie, thank you. Set a timer for 20 minutes. Then release your Mom and have her change into your uniform". 

"Bring her to my office once she'll all set. Oh...and have her do her hair in pigtails for me plz. xoxo" 

When the 20 minutes of exposed shame had ended, Cassandra removed the bondage from her mother and directed her into the locker room with the new instructions. 

"Oh and Mother", Cassandra said. "Mistress wants your hair in pigtails". 

All Bella could do was whimper and obey at this point. She felt like she was in enough trouble as it was. 

"Yes Miss Cassandra", she sniffled out, holding back tears. 

A while later, Bella emerged from the locker room, looking very embarrassed and nervous. Cassie's old school uniform was a bit snug, and a bit short in a few places, but otherwise fit. 


"See, I knew it would fit", Cassie spoke out loud. 

"Take a seat Mother, I'll see if Mistress is ready for you". 


That time Edward definitely heard Cassandra say "Mother". Bella started wiping tears from her cheeks a sniffing a snotty nose. 


"Mistress, Mrs. Goth is ready for you Ma'am". Cassie said into the phone as her mom listened on. 

I told Cassie to bring her right in. 



I asked Cassandra if everything went smoothly at check-in. Cassie decided to rat-out her mom and tell me that she had been a little reluctant to obey the rules of check-in. 

"Oh she was, was she?" I purred out, telling Bella to stand at attention when I am speaking.

Cassandra was just about to head out of my office when she turned back to ask me something. 

"Mistress, can I leave your office door open?" 

Cassandra deviously asked.



"Of course you may sweetheart!" I chirped. 

Bella, now fully in tears, cried out at the thought of such further humiliation. 

"Mistress No!!!" 

And with that...Cassandra left the room, propping my door wide open. 



Mistress Andrea

xoxo




























Thursday, December 22, 2022

Now Boarding!

Continued from: Shall I Unlock Her?

Summer and I enjoyed a beautiful and passionate, multi-day session where, for the first time, I introduced her to my dungeon space and dungeon activities. She has growing aspirations to become a Dominatrix. The next time she's in the dungeon space, she might be on the other side of the whip.  

You can read more about the two days of steaming hot, BDSM sex at: The Red KeySpent a Night in Chastity and Shall I Unlock Her?

When it was all over, we were having a much needed snuggle and Netflix'ing, when she brought up an idea for a future session. 

When she whispered her naughty little secret into my ear, I responded by saying, "really!!?? People actually pay for that?"

So what did she whisper to me you might ask? What was her session idea...

After Summer left, I had to Google it for myself. Yep it's a thing alright...


I never judge people for what they like or what their sexual needs are, provided it’s all legal. I'm a Dominatrix, it would be counterproductive to my business if I were to lurch at some of the requests I get or assign a title to that person or that behaviour. 

This News Agency above however, seems to have no problem labelling a group of people as "perverts". Haha. Whatever...

Sign me up for the pillow fort!

So how does this all relate to Summer and her naughty little fantasy she has? Well you know she's a Flight Attendant, she's sexy as hell and her work-uniform involves hosiery and heels, along with skin-tight pencil skirts that hug her naughty ass perfectly.

Well she's not the only one... 

She showed me a photograph of one of the other girls from her flight crew. Her name is Vanessa. 

Ummm...ok, yep...

Now I get it. The feet and leg people. I certainly don't blame them! Vanessa is an absolute stunner. 

So from what Summer tells me, Vanessa and many others in the industry, would post a photo like the one above on their "fans" sites, or buy and sell-type sites, to set the stage. Later, a follow-up photo would appear with a caption like: 

"Just did an 8-hour from Heathrow to Toronto".

Apparently, it's like heroin to an avid foot fetishist, who can now visualize the lovely Flight Attendant, on her feet for eight hours, in her hot and sweaty high heels, desperately in need of a foot massage from a willing subby boy.

Hair is always perfectly on-point, make-up done, perfume subtle but there. Some of these Flight Attendants just ooze femininity. 

They would picture that first moment, after she's power-strutted out of the terminal, off to a hotel and a power-click through the lobby. That first moment when she finally sits on the hotel bed to remove her heels and rub her tired feet. *Click* foot selfie. 


 Then the product appears on the site for sale: 

"Purchase the Heathrow to Toronto pantyhose, worn with no knickers! - 19.00 EUR".

Pour a little more gas on that fire! Add the no-knickers line why don't you! 

"If you want the heels too, request them for an additional 100 EUR".

Delicious to some? Sure! Look at Vanessa's perfect little Mary Janes. Add her scent, if it actually IS her scent, that photo of her...and you have masturbation fuel for months I would assume.

So Summer's naughty little secret was, to tell me that she has actually done this before, not often, but a few times. When her heels were getting older and worn, she created a foot-heroin post, like the example above, to sell them. 

If her pantyhose were still in-tact, run and snag free, but were starting to lose their elasticity, she'd post them for sale. 

What a naughty girl!!  

Cost efficient way to get herself some new heels though!

She then suggested to me, the session idea. I'll try to paraphrase what she asked of me. 

"Mistress, it was sorta naughty and thrilling. The thought of someone masturbating to an extension of me like that. But it was a bit scary too. Thinking that I could get caught and fired". 

"Could we maybe do a scene Mistress, where I am caught red-handed by the pilot, who then threatens to have me fired? Fire me, unless I accept an alternative form of punishment for my naughty actions". 

I squealed in delight! Yep! I loved where this was going. 

I can picture it now! Summer marched up to the layover, hotel room, to be punished severely by the pilot!

"Please Captain! Please punish me, I need this job. I don't want to be fired. Give me a long, hard spanking instead. You can even lift my pencil skirt Sir, look!"

Before she left I told her I would "design" a session and a fantasy for her like this, with as much realism as possible, but on one condition...

I told her that on her next flight I actually want her to photograph, post, and post for sale, her worn pantyhose. I didn't tell her why. She agreed to do this though. 

I was thinking if she actually carries out the act, it will be in her sub-conscious that she's done this. She knows it was naughty, and it will make the punishment much more real for her. 

Now to find a "pilot". 

I'll be playing the role of the tattle-tale co-pilot, the First-Officer to the Captain. I will be the one who catches Summer, secretly taking selfies of her feet and heels while on board. Then I tell the pilot about her online posts and possible discredit to the airline.  

Look how cute and sexy I am!!

As for the Captain... 

There's an older, male client of mine named Clint. He comes to me for spankings but he's a bit switchy. I have used him in the past to play a "Daddy" disciplinarian role, for some of the female clients and a few of the male clients. 

He'd be perfect for this scene with Summer. He's handsome and fatherly. He'd make a great "pilot".

Yep! I was right. 

Can you picture me being the co-pilot, tattle-tale? 

"Captain, I have something disturbing I have to tell you about Summer and her online presence". 

Mid-flight too, his strong hands on the controls. He just drops a very confident, "I'll deal with her when we land". 

So cavalier and nonchalant..."I'll DEAL with her". I love it.


Just look at us! 

Summer is going to be a puddle once we get done with her! Hehe.

I think she'll be back from work in a few days, potentially minus her pantyhose if she gets a buyer. 

Stay tuned! 


Mistress Andrea

xoxo


Continued in: Cassandra checks her mother into the Facility







Wednesday, December 21, 2022

Shall I Unlock Her?

Continued from: Spent the Night in Chastity

When we left off, I had Summer in a dildo gag and a dildo attachment on her chastity belt. I was making her fuck my pussy in a variety off positions, offering some lovely views of my asshole for her, which she had also tasted this morning. 

Her dildos had since been removed and I presently had her in the locked cage, under my bed. She was forced to listen to me masturbate above, while her throbbing pussy remained off limits, under lock and key. 

Ok...Ok...I've tortured her enough, I know!

It's high time I get this pussy of hers unlocked and force a few orgasms, until she's begging me not to make her cum again.


I set up a devious little predicament for her and put Summer in shackles. When everything was in place and she was secured, I turned on the Hitachi that dangled against her clit. She was almost instantly begging me to cum, which I permitted. 

After her first orgasm, I made things a little more challenging for her. 

The Hitachi continued to buzz away on her swollen clit, as I began to cane the soles of her feet. 

She was soon crying out, "please may I cum Mistress!!"

I allowed it. 

I could tell her pussy was becoming increasingly sensitive, she began to squirm and try to push the wand away with her legs. 

I gave Summer about a 30-minute break, in the cage, shackled so she could not touch her pussy on her terms. 

This was the first time I actually left her alone in the dungeon, caged and captive. It might not bode well with her Mommy issues, but we'll see how it goes. 

As I suspected, she didn't like being left alone, in captivity. She hugged me and told me this, but then said it made her really aroused again, to be so helpless. 

"Do you need to safeword huni?" I asked her caringly. 

"No Mistress", she purred. 

I got Summer back into a bondage predicament and we did a few more forced orgasms with a wand, before we finally left the dungeon space. 

One more for her, back in the bedroom. 

Two more for me!



Then we went for a nice soak. Summer made sure I was warm and settled, before she got in with me. 


We did some lovely aftercare and debriefed all aspects of her session. She loved every minute of it, were the words she used. 

We lit a fire and snuggled into the furs on the couch. 

"Mistress, *giggle*, I have an idea for our next session. Something I've had a fantasy about for while". Summer adorably explained to me. 

"It has to do with something that goes on at work sometimes, Mistress". she further explained. 

“At the airline?” I asked.

She leaned in for a snuggle and whispered her session idea into my ear. 


"Really!!??" I blurted out.


"People actually pay for that?" 



Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Now Boarding


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