Happy Locktober

Continued from: She-Devil

Ladies, I hope all of you dug out the cages the other day, from whence you keep them. Nightside tables, playrooms or in the kitchen drawer where the garlic press is kept. Or better yet, it's already on your partner's cock and never comes off. Maybe for Locktober you swap out for a tiny, little nub cage to celebrate the month? 

As I eluded to in my previous post, I was planning on starting Locktober for poor Russell, one day earlier, on the newly coined "she-devil night".

Summer was away on a multi-leg flight on September 30th so the timing was perfect. She knew what I was planning on doing with Russ, on the eve of Locktober. She giggled and called me something in French that sounded like maleficent...maybe malfaisante?

Which I think means evil woman. Moi? Evil? 

*blush* nawwww...

When Russell and I used to travel quite a bit, back in the day, we would dress up real nice and explore the local food scenes in these cities. I think it was at a lovely steakhouse in Minneapolis called Murray's, when I produced his very first chastity cage from my purse and handed it to him right across the table. 

Amidst the dim glow of candles and bustle of a busy steakhouse, I told him to go to the gentleman's room and to lock the device on his penis, then return to me with the key. 

The waiter who brought our tableside Chateaubriand, definitely noticed the key that was now on my necklace, proudly displayed. Russell blushed cutely and squirmed in his seat throughout the entire meal. He wanted the hell outta there! I think I ordered dessert then a Spanish coffee on top of that, just to prolong his torment even further. 

Back at the hotel that night, was the first time I dropped the line, "what are you going to do, to earn this key?"

His tongue had me clawing at the bedsheets for hours! He definitely earned his freedom that night. I unlocked him and we fucked until exhaustion and alcohol put us to sleep.

This is what I planned for the night of the 30th, for she-devil night. I invited him for dinner and simply messaged him: "Let's pretend we're back at Murray's. Do you remember, Minnesota?"

Russ was a complete gentleman as always. Pulling out my chair, standing if I got up, gazing across the table into my eyes. We even danced at one point. It was easy to fall in love with him again. It's a shame that he'll have to endure my cruelty and the wrath of this she-devil.

Just like Minnesota, all those years ago, I gave him a spanking when we got back to the hotel room after dinner. A bare naked, firm spanking with my hand and purse-brush, while I remained in my stunning dress, stockings and heels. No hotel this time, my bedroom would have to do!

After Russell's trip across my lap, I restrained him to the bed and slowly began to edge his cock. I was torturing the hell out of him, reminding him that for the next month, he won't even be able to get erect. 

I reminded him that a month in chastity, is the price he has to pay for fucking me, which he was about to do again. I started by enjoying his tongue while he was still restrained, first into my bum hole while I used a wand, then he licked my pussy to a second orgasm as I continued to ride his face. 

Russell fucked me good and hard, for as long as he could hold out before desperately begging me to cum. 

I kept saying no, and denying him orgasm, because it felt so good to be taken by him again. Eventually he was at the breaking point, shaking and trembling in his attempts to fight off the imminent eruption. 

His last orgasm for at least a month. I allowed it...he exploded into my pussy. 

I cleaned myself off his dick, giving him one final act of the comfort of my mouth, before it's replaced by steel, metal bars.

He whimpered as we both watched his turgid manhood begin to list and wilt before our eyes. Soon it was flaccid enough for me to mash into a cage and quickly get it locked up.

*click*

Perfection! I went with a medium-sized metal for Russell. 

Since he just came, his head wasn't into any of this anymore. I sent him on his way. His torment would begin on the 1st of October, when I illicited the help of my minions. 

Russell was in for a BIG surprise!

Happy Locktober everyone! 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Shell Game

 

 

 

She-Devil

Continued from: The Cute Couple

If October 30th is traditionally known as "Devil's Night", I would like to begin a new movement for all my FLR Queens out there. 

September 30th shall henceforth be known as, "SHE-Devil" night. Hehe.

Six more sleeps, ladies! I hope you'll observe Locktober with me this year. 

If you're in any other manner of relationship, be it gay, trans or an arrangement where one: there is a penis involved and two: the person with the penis is submissive or sub-curious...lock that fuckin' thing up!

If you're in a relationship where both parties have biological female parts, try lady-Locktober. I would love to hear how that goes and how achy all the subby-girls get, while denied and housed in stainless steel for a month. 

Have to leave the work-from-home office and actually go to the real office? No worries, choose clothing that will hide your naughty little, throbbing secret. 

I am feeling exceptionally devious and giddy this year, about my favourite holiday season. An old flame of mine named Russell, came back into my life several months ago, when I needed his help with a female client. 

Since that time, we pretty much picked up where we left off over a decade ago, only now, there are a few more variables involved but we have worked to embrace them. He has had a couple play-dates with my wife, including the time he fucked her. I had occasion to punishment spank him, Russell spanked me too, and then I more-or-less coerced him into Locktober this year, by offering myself to him.

You can read about my devious coercion here: Old Flame

Yes it's true, my devil horns are holding up my halo. This she-devil is about to reign over October.

As for She-Devil's night, I am going to invite Russell over for a lovely dinner, I may even do the 50's housewife look that I know he likes. Seamed nude hosiery, red lips and pearls, with a pin-up dress and heels, as I gracefully see to his dinner.

If you're planning on locking up a dick in a chastity cage, be cruel about it. Give the dick something to miss! 

After dinner I plan on adorning my she-devil attire and turning into a complete whore, right before Russell's eyes. 

I may have to resort to some truly bad-girl moves, just to drive him mental as I edge that lovely cock of his. I'll force him to associate the physical pleasure of his cock, to the sight and taste of my beautiful princess parts. 

Then I'll let him fuck the she-devil right out of me, which won't work. He may try, even with his belt around my neck, but this she-devil isn't going anywhere for awhile! 

He's going to cry out, "may I cum please, Mistress?" When Russell was once under my stiletto, he was trained to require my permission before he cums. In moments of intensity or ferocity, we all resort back to our training, so I fully expect to hear this escape his lips. 

And I'm going to let him cum. The teasing and edging will cause his orgasm to be massive. I intend to Kegel-squeeze every last drop of him, before quickly pulling him out and taking him into my mouth. 

I'll clean my own wonderful arousal off his dick, as it balloon-deflates in my mouth. I'll suck and lick and bob my head, but to his frustration, his penis will eventually become noodle-flaccid in my mouth. 

Perfect timing to get it under lock and key. 

I'll be using a metal, medium styled cage for Russell, with a sleek, internal locking mechanism. 

I have some delightfully devious plans for him during the month, cruel and tormenting plans! I'm going to need the help of my two minions though. 

Do I deliberately keep these two slutty, alluring and scantily clad around Russell, all month, just to torment him? Do I invite Russell up to the strip club so he can watch Cassandra dance? 

Hmm...

Maybe I'll invite Officer Summers and Officer Cassidy back. They can incarcerate him for the month. 

They sky is truly the limit when you combine a locked penis with a cruel she-devil!

This is gonna be awesome! 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Happy Locktober

 

 

 

The Cute Couple

Continued from: When the Cat is Away...

I'm awe-struck once again. My face and neck are all hot and blotchy and I'm sitting here squishing my thighs together. Why, you ask? Because Goddess Vanessa is sitting directly across from me at my dining room table. 🔥

She came over for another brunch date, where we all gas-bag and whisper and giggle about our various exploits. This is the first time I have seen her since she had a handful of my hair, forcing my mouth onto her gorgeous pussy. 

Gawd, that was a hot playdate with her! Do you remember that one? I certainly won't forget. I want to crawl under this fuckin' table and go down on her right now. NO! I want her to snap her fingers and point to the floor and TELL me...to crawl on all-fours over to her and make her cum with my mouth.

I got up and went to the kitchen to snap me out of my daydreams, before I soaked through my friggen panties. Mimosas, and I whipped up a roasted beet, blood orange vinaigrette, early Fall salad. Root veggies to celebrate the Autumn Solstice, but still the bright flavour profile of warm September days. 

The girls both took a bite and moaned onto their forks. Success! Haha. 

There's no better compliment for a Chef or Cook, than to hear a woman moan in pleasure from the dish you've made her. The three of us are certainly no strangers to hearing each other moan. It immediately sexualized the conversation and Vanessa took center-stage, offering us another glimpse into her wildly unique relationship. 

You know how cute couples sometimes have cute little routines? Thursday is date-night. On Sunday's we go for a bike-ride or Friday is movie-night...

While sipping away at my mimosa, I heard ALL about Vanessa's cute routine that she enforces with her hubby, Derek. I listened on, once again in awe of this Goddess and totally aroused. It had been about a month since Vanessa told us that her hubby finally took a real cock and lost his sissy virginity. Apparently Anthony fucks him on a regular basis now. They are trying to get Derek to the point where he can cum from anal only and spurt a sissygasm from his cock-cage.

Now, in the latest development, Summer and I had the pleasure of listening to Vanessa's tales about her new routine. 

Like many suburban husbands, he gets home from work, pulls into the garage and shuts the overhead door. All seemingly vanilla yes? 

As you know from the previous stories about Vanessa, she keeps Derek's penis locked in a chastity cage. He wears the cage 24/7, under his work attire and while at home. What I didn't know until now, is that she also makes him wear panties and hosiery under his boy clothes. 

Apparently he is permitted full-size pantyhose or stay-up stockings. Nudes, navy and black are his approved colours. His panties are usually much more effeminate and frilly with softer shades of pinks, reds and pastels. She'd like to go with a bra too, but it would be too visible under his men's shirts, in the presence of his co-workers. 

This is where the ritual begins for poor Derek. Goddess Vanessa's does not permit Derek to be in male clothing in the home anymore! Like ever. Hehe...what a cute couple! He is literally not permitted to enter the home in the state of dress you see above. 

As he gets out of his car his eyes dart to the high heels that await him, and the perfectly placed giftbox containing a bra. With a face flushed by shame and humiliation, he begrudgingly undresses down to his panties and hosiery. He accesses and attaches the bra that Vanessa prepared for him, then the heels. 

Derek steps backward into a metal cage, hobbling on his heels and reaches his hand toward the clasp, to click a padlock shut. 

The "man of the house," who's penis is in a chastity device, is standing in a locked cage, in panties, a bra, stockings and heels, waiting for his wife to come retrieve him and permit him access to his own home.

Vanessa is a fuckin' Rockstar!

Derek was mindful to neatly fold his silly boy clothes into the basket provided and place his male footwear beside. When Vanessa eventually comes out to get him, she'll unlock his cage and invite him into the home. 

Access to the garage is locked by Vanessa, along with access to his male clothing that remain cast-away and discarded on the floor. 

He moves as quickly as he can in the heels, as Vanessa hastily follows behind, smacking at his ass if he is not moving fast enough. His high heels carry him all the way upstairs to his sissy bedroom. Derek no longer shares his marital bed or matrimonial room with his wife. He is down the hall in a spare room that is adorned with soft pink hues, make-up, perfume and feminine wigs.

He is met with the sight of an elaborate sissy outfit that has been laid-out for him by Vanessa, with all the accents and accessories. And apparently, with few exceptions, this exact ritual happens EVERY day!

Sometimes Derek finds a maid outfit waiting for him, other times it's a schoolgirl uniform but those two options are typically reserved for the weekends. During the week, his clothing at home is that of an exaggerated, elaborate little girl. Hemlines are short and voluminous, bows are satin and sleeves are full and puffy. 

Derek sits at his vanity mirror and does his own make-up now. He'll do his nails too, if they need it and he selects and styles a wig if one has bee laid out for him. Then he will dress in the outfit provided and click downstairs to find his wife. Here he will make the big reveal and perform a curtsy to her. 

"So...are you two even intimate anymore?" Summer asked innocently. "Like do you have sex together, without Anthony?" 

"Oh, of course." Vanessa replied. "Sex for Derek is just a little different now." 

I giggled out loud. 

"Oh yes, yes. I've had them do this before. So emasculating, I love it." I said, as I referenced some previous encounters with chastity boys. 

Apparently Vanessa loves it too. 

Who wouldn't!? You can fuck as long or a short as you want with exactly the size dick you want and fuck it as hard or a gentle as you'd like, without some silly boy finishing into you in 37 seconds.

If I was male, Goddess Vanessa would have me cumming into her in 19 seconds flat! She's actually doing Derek a favour, it's the humane thing to do. She's just too damn hot and sexy. 

"Do you do the mouth one too?" I asked Vanessa. 

She answered excitedly. "Oh yes, totally. I love it when his nose dabs my asshole." 

I began to explain to Summer that "the mouth one" meant a dildo that is wo...

"Oui Mistress, I know. You made me wear one and do that on YOU once." Summer interrupted me. 

I blushed. Remembering back to a time in the old house, when I had Summer in the dungeon space and in a dildo gag. I steering the conversation back to Vanessa.

"And he's pussy-free still...asshole and feet only?" I asked of Vanessa.

"Yup." She replied confidently. "He can taste my pussy, but only this way..."

Vanessa pulled out her phone and showed us a picture of Derek she took recently.  

What a Goddess!

Well if all this doesn't get you in the mood for Locktober, I don't know what will. 

Speaking of which. I need to book an appointment with Russell. We had a deal and it's almost time for him to pay the piper! 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

 

Continued in: She-Devil

  

When the Cat is Away...

Continued from: The Stable Master

It's true. I have been a bit absent from my wifely duties of late and consumed with all these side-quests that have been going on. 

Summer did a hall-pass night with Russell, because she needed some dick. Yet that whole sequence of events started because I wanted Summer's best friend, Vanessa, to take me in-hand for a night and make me her bitch. "Goddess" Vanessa, as I call her, did exactly that! She did not disappoint. 

Hall Passes

Next thing you know, we were all engaged in the punishment and spanking of Russell, with the help of two horny policewomen.

Good Cop, Bad Cop

Then Russell manhandled me for a night (upon my offer and request), in my old punishment kilt I used to wear when he would spank me. *Sigh* We're all over the map here, dear readers. I just hope you have been enjoying the ride. 

Old Flame

And if that wasn't a full dance-card in-itself, I started intensive pony training with Sarah Jane, down in the stables yesterday. She did well, I only had to whip her a few times, but my gawd was she ever humiliated. Sensory and emotional overload I guess. Her soaked pussy showed her hand though. Her wetness didn't tell any lies about her experience in the stables, poor thing.     

Back to School / Pony Training

So as the "cat" was away, I naturally assumed my mice would be playing. I had to search through the Facility for Summer and eventually found her, with Cassandra, in the Nursery / ABDL room.

Has anyone else ever walked-in on their 30-something year-old wife, with pigtails in her hair, wearing an adult baby dress with white tights to hold her crinkly diaper in place? 

When Summer and I have been apart for any period of time, she becomes very regressed and sucky, very needy and vulnerable. I guess in the absence of her "Mommy", she sought-out the next best thing, her favourite babysitter, Cassandra.

How adorable! Summer is over 10-years her senior, yet can find escape and find comfort, being dressed like a baby girl and being cradled in Cassie's lap. I stood in the doorway and just watched for awhile. Seeing my sweet Summer so content and peaceful was very heart-warming. 

"Playing house are we, girls?" I startled them both as I crept into the room and spoke. 

"Mommieeeeeeee!" Summer squealed out loud, before diving into my arms. 

"She fussed a little when I changed her...and she didn't eat much lunch, Ma'am", Cassie suddenly said to me. 

It was clear these two were deep into a scene and I didn't want to interfere. I just fanned the flames a little. 😈

"Sounds like you were a naughty girl for Cassie, hmm?" I hissed at Summer, who just pouted her bottom lip rather than responding. 

"How were you going to address this, Cassandra, before I walked in?” I asked. 

"I was going to give her a spanking then put her down for a nap, Ma’am," Cassie responded. 

I know these two better than that! They are usually a hot mess when they get together. I was smelling some withholding of information.

"Just a spanking and a nap huh? That's all?" I pried further.

Cassie looked a little sheepish but ended up spilling the beans. "Well...umm, no Ma'am. I was going to fuck her in the bum after I spank her, so she's all squishy back there when I put her new diaper on."

"Oh...well in that case...very well girls, carry on." I said with a smile to both of them. "Just do all this upstairs, I wanna watch." 

The two little voyeur vixens grabbed each other and giggled as I clicked out of the room. Like I said...I didn't want to interfere in their scene. Hehe...

A crinkly diaper under white tights, on an adult woman who is used to wearing pencil skirts and stilettos? Yes please! The dichotomy of that contrast alone is hot!

It doesn't bode well for spanking though. Too much padding and too much protection. 

Cassandra has been trained well. It didn't take long before she had Summer's beautiful little butt bare and red. She reddens up so nicely with her fair skin. My mouth was beginning to water as I watched my wife take the ultra-realistic strap-on into her mouth. 

Again, I wasn't there to interfere or become involved, "Mommy" was just supervising the babysitter. 

Ok, ok...maybe I got a little involved, and helped hold Summer steady, while Cassie fucked her ass, but that was it! This was their scene. I'm keeping my clothes on...

Sigh...

I'm a weak, weak woman! 

The cat is back! 

Mistress Andrea 

xoxo

Continued in: The Cute Couple