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

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