Monday Maintenance Spanking

Continued from: Cabin Crew Threesome

Another Monday had arrived and like always, Cassandra Goth showed up on time and ready to study. She's my receptionist most of the time but I told her I'd help her with her focus and getting her back on track at school, even if it hurts a little. 

She greeted me with a hug as always. 

"Wow. You've got a bit of a Slim Shady vibe goin' on today Cassie. Or in your case, extra-slim Shady." I said jokingly to her. 

She giggled and spun me around in a fluid dance motion. 

"Can I meet you in the dance studio on my lunch break today Ma'am?" She seductively purred. 

"Of course sweetness. But first we have a few things to take care of and some studying to do, yes?" I replied. 

"Yes Ma'am, I know", she lowered her eyes and spoke, following sheepishly behind me as I walked to my office. 

We sat and chatted for a moment, before I asked her to stand and strip naked for me. I was going to take Cassandra over my knee for her weekly maintenance spanking. 

I thought I would do it fully nude this week, to add some vulnerability and embarrassment.

Cassandra reddened-up quite nicely as I was speaking encouraging words to her. I was telling her how proud I was of her and pleased with how hard she's working to get back on track. 

"You're being spanked as a reminder to keep this up and stay focused Cassie", I said to her. 

"Yes Ma'am, thank you!" She squeaked out, between smacks, all while gritting her teeth.  

Her maintenance spankings are always long and thorough but never severe. I use a variety of implements and positions with her, but it's nothing like a punishment spanking. One of the most important differences is the manner in which I speak to her. It's always "good girl, I'm so proud of you", during her spanking, rather than "bad girl, you've been so naughty".

Punishment spankings I want her to feel for a week, every time she sits down. Maintenance spankings I want her to feel tomorrow only, subtly, when she sits.

I helped her off my lap and told her it was time to get dressed for school. 

She groaned a bit, in defiance, knowing that I would have an embarrassing and extremely age regressed school uniform waiting for her in the walk-in closet. 

Her assumptions were correct. 

"Very nice Cassie, I like your hair bow!" I said to her in an upbeat octave. 

Her face flushed with shame. Spanked and dressed like a little girl, every Monday, was all that flashed through 19 year-old Cassie's mind. 

Definitely too old for this, to be spanked and given timeouts and made to write lines like a child. But Cassandra knew it was for her own good and that it was actually helping her. 

"Alright young lady, be a good student for me today. Over to your desk please", I cooed to her in a sing-song voice. 

Doesn't she look adorably naughty? Grounded to summer-school, every Monday. Sitting on a sore bottom and dressed well below her age. 

"Noon in the dance studio Ma'am?" She hopefully suggested out loud. 

"Yes Cassie, I'll see you there", I replied. 

As noon arrived, I found her in the "dance studio", as expected. The music was already on and she had begun a little solo performance by the stage. 

"Did you pick this song Cassandra Leigh?" 

Porn Star Dancing - My Darkest Days

She thought she was in trouble, as I just used her middle name. 

"Yes Ma'am, I did", she whispered out. 

"A bit more fitting for the VIP lounge perhaps? Follow me, young lady", I teasingly spoke. 

 "That's it huni, smack that naughty ass of yours", I cheered her on. 

She stripped out of her jumper while she was dancing, followed by peeling off her top and bra, reveling her amazing, perky little tits. 

She got down off the stage and curled her finger in a beckoning motion. She clicked right past me, out to the main bar, showing off a lovely glow through her vintage, sheer knickers. 

I slowly followed, not wanting to look too eager over the urge to jump her bones right on that fuckin' pool table!

She settled into the main stage, while I sat at the bar to watch her. 

Gawd she was sexy! 

Cassandra put on quite the little performance. She was getting just as aroused as I was!

"Cassandra Leigh", I said sharply. 

"I want you to go over to that couch, take your panties off and masturbate for me". 

"Yes Ma'am", she replied meekly. 

"There you go! Good girl. You have two minutes to cum for me, or you'll be getting a caning on the bare", I threatened her. 

"Your time starts.....NOW". I pretended to check a watch. 

At the one minute mark, she had not yet orgasmed. I came to sit next to her and she started rubbing my hosed thigh. 

I took her the rest of the way with my fingers, while she kissed me and begged me to fuck her. 

Since you asked so nicely Cassandra Leigh, of course I'll fuck you!

Look how well she works both poles at the same time! Such a little vixen. 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: Domina Debut

 

Cabin Crew Threesome

Continued from: Summer is spanked by the Pilot

Oh what the heck, I got down on my knees and helped Summer!

We kissed each other and ran both sets of our lips down the sides of his cock. 

Clint, who is usually a person that ends up draped over MY knee, had a look on his face like he just won the lottery. Two gorgeous women, taking turns sucking his cock! He was a good sport for Summer, he needed a nice treat as payment. 

We got out of our clothes and I had Summer lay on her tummy on the bed. I thought I would indulge Clint's foot fetish and give him a really lovely treat. 

"Doesn't Summer have pretty soles Captain?" I said to him, restoring his title of the previous fantasy role. 

"Get her soles nice and wet for me", I ordered, as I resurrecting my Dommey persona. 

Clint got a great view of his handiwork on Summer's ass, as he began to run his tongue along the length of her bare feet. 

When her soles were nice and slick looking, I asked Summer if she had ever given a footjob. 

She giggled and said no. I coached her into the right position. 

 "Use the creamy and delicate crevasses of your high arches Summer", I continued to coach her. 

"That's it babygirl! Gawd you look so hot, teasing him like that". I praised her as I began to flicker my pussy and clit. 

I re-joined them, telling Summer just to edge and tease now, as Clint looked as though he was ready to spew semen all over the place. Summer had been stroking at a fairly steady pace, jerking his cock off with her feet. I didn't want him cumming, not yet. 

We took his cock between both our soles, while Summer placed her spare foot on his mouth for him to lick. We kept him on edge in this manner for awhile, as Clint licked the pad of her foot and between her toes. 

The tables had turned quite nicely, with all the tease and denial and all the feet play. He was soon panting out desperately, in a familiar phrase to me, "please may I cum, Mistress?!"

"Don't you dare cum! You're going to lick my asshole, while you fuck your Flight Attendant, Captain", I ordered. 

Awww, he has it so bad! Hehe 

I pinned Summer down, reminding her that she was the "bottom", in this dynamic. She moaned loudly as Clint entered her, all the while his tongue was inside my asshole. 

I needed to cum so badly! I needed Summer's skilled tongue. 

I orchestrated a position change and settled in nicely onto Summer's lips, giving her a lovely view of my saliva-glistened, bottom-hole. 

Clint had to take a small break as he was begging to cum again. I had not allowed it yet. So he just remained erect inside Summer and tried not to thrust or move. 

She made me cum once, before I flipped around and rode her face to a second orgasm. 

Clint had done well to fight off the last impending orgasm and could now resume the fucking of Summer's hot little pussy. 

She made me orgasm onto her mouth again as Clint was crying out, "please Mistress, please may I cum?"

Summer and I finished up in 69 pose, with her tongue inside my pussy. I allowed Clint to finally orgasm and I kept my soft lips on Summer's swollen clit, as I could feel him pumping hot jizz inside her. 

Fuck this was a hot scene! I'm glad Clint agreed to be our "prop". I'm sure he wouldn't complain if I asked him to prop for us again. 

Summer and I went off to shower together, Clint went and showered also, after we had finished. He returned to find us in a tangle on the bed. 

"I hope I wasn't too hard on you kiddo?" He said in the most adorable, fatherly manner. 

"Kiddo!" OMG. 

How darling! Even I wanted to jump into his arms and call him Daddy now!

Summer got up and hugged Clint, kissed him on the cheek and did a cute little pose. 

"Not at all Captain", she cooed. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Monday Maintenance Spanking

Summer gets Punished by the Pilot

Continued from: Listening to Mom get spanked

This is the picture Summer posted on the internet of her foot, while offering her well-worn stockings for sale, at the reasonable cost of $28.00 USD. 

The caption she used for the photo was: 

"Need a foot rub. Just finished a roundtrip from YYZ to LAX".

She added follow-up photos of herself, in her sexy Flight Attendant uniform, wearing her high heels and a final one of her bare toes. Summer was in-fact, blessed with extremely pretty and sexy feet. She knows this and will typically do anklets and toe rings, sandals and strappy heels to show them off. 

Hell, I've even had her toes in my mouth before and they truly are like little candies! Mouthwatering. 

I knew she was back home now so I thought I'd text her about her upcoming scene. I had everything arranged and designed perfectly. 

I added the taxi element to increase the realism of her scene and I even booked us all a hotel room. I wanted her to feel like she actually just left the airport in some destination city and was being taken to the flight crew, hotel room. 

I told her to ensure she's fully dressed in her work attire and to bring her carry-on also, with a few pairs of hosiery inside. 

"My friggen heart is pounding Mistress!" Was her reply. 

Followed by, "you did this all for me? xoxo" 

I made sure she was aware a male she did not know, would be involved in this scene. We actually had a full phone conversation about that, so I had the opportunity to assure her it was safe and that she would be safe. 

She was totally fine with it and totally fine if sex acts became involved. What a little tramp! Hehe. (I'll have to flog her good and hard in the dungeon, for that one). 

I told her to wait for my text in the morning, that I'd be "in character" when I send it and it will officially represent the beginning of her scene. 

By 9:30 the next morning, I was at the hotel with our "pilot". He was the older gentleman named Clint, from the previous story. He also has a huge, female foot fetish, so given the subject matter of this scene, the role was perfect for him. Once Clint and I were dressed, it was time to text Summer and start her fantasy session. 

 I began with a: 

"Summer this is your First Officer, Andrea. We are distressed in learning of your little side-hobby. The pantyhose thing". 

This banter went back and forth via text, with Summer playing into her role, asking not to be fired and pleading for mercy. 

I finished up with:

Clint and I heard this tiny little mouse-knock on the hotel room door. 

When I answered I think Summer's jaw dropped open, upon seeing the outfit I was in. She was too nervous to giggle but I could tell she wanted to. I gave her a little reassuring wink, which seemed to put her more at ease, before we continued her scene. 

"The Captain is right this way Summer, please come in". 

The two of them settled at the table and Clint began his "script". 

"So you're here to be fired Summer, is this correct?"

He really started scolding her about the reputation of the airline and her sick and perverted side-hobby of selling her used nylons. 

I'm glad I made Summer do this for real and actually sell her stockings after a flight. I could see how real this was to her, by the looks on her face. She looked on the verge of tears. 

The banter and "script" went on for a little bit, until Summer ended up on her knees, begging the pilot not to fire her. 

"Please Captain, no! I need this job. There must be another alternative!" Summer mewed out to him.

 

"I think I might have a solution young lady. First Officer, could you take a seat on the bed please?" Clint spoke with complete swagger and confidence. 

Clint sat and pulled Summer directly across his lap, her pencil skirt pulled tightly across her gorgeous bum. He didn't spank her right away, rather, went off on his own little narrative. 

"A Captain is responsible for the discipline of the crew. This is the same of both ships and aircraft. In the Navy, aboard a ship, the Captain had the right to order floggings and canings of a crew member".

"Should the Captain of an aircraft be permitted to spank his crew in this case, to bring them back in line? First Officer?" Clint looked at me. 

"I'm fine with this", I said bluntly. 

"Summer what do you think, as an alternative to being fired?" I asked her. 

"Yes Ma'am", she replied. 

"Please ask the Captain", I encouraged her. 

"Please Captain, please give me a spanking Sir. I want to keep my job!" Summer pleaded. 

Clint unzipped her tight skirt at the back and with my help, we slipped it off her completely. Summer wore nude pantyhose, French cut, with white satin panties underneath. 

He spanked over her covered bottom, hard and heavy with his muscular palm, all the while scolding her for her behaviour. This went on for quite some time, until I could see Summer legitimately crying. 

We both helped her up and got her to step out of her heels, so we could get her pantyhose and panties off. 

"Are you planning on selling these too young lady?" Clint strictly spoke, waving her nylons in his hand and holding them up to his nose to sniff. 

"Disgusting behaviour for a young lady of mine!" 

Ohhh, there was the Daddy coming out in Clint. 

He then hauled Summer back over his knee.

He only ever used his hand, but was able to administer a very severe and thorough spanking. He looked at me, sensing she had been thrashed enough. I gave him a little nod, confirming he should end the spanking. 

We helped the teary-eyed Flight Attendant to her feet and she rubbed her sore bottom vigorously.

 "Summer, perhaps you should be thanking our Captain, for dealing with you in this manner, rather than firing you?"

"Thank you for punishing me Sir. I'll never sell my used hosiery again", she sniffled out. 

"I meant thank him with your mouth Summer yes, but not using words", I purred to her and winked at her. 

She moaned out loud. "Mmmm, yes Ma'am". 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Cabin Crew Threesome