The Huntress

Continued from: Threesome with Bella

It's been almost two years since I posted a story titled, Bella's Daughter, Cassandra. This story recounted the the first time I laid eyes on this raven-haired beauty, who bears a striking resemblance to Dua Lipa (my newest butterfly-causing, girl crush...Dua! Omg...can't even)!   

Cassie was only 19 years old in that period of time. She was bitchy, slightly emo, with a great big chip on her shoulder. She's still all of those things, but over the years we have channeled her inner-rage into something much more productive.  

Cassandra's creativity and cruelty when it comes to physically and mentally torturing men, surpasses even my skill level. Of course this is at their request. Clients have even begun asking for her now, rather than me. They call her "Mistress Cassie". She is truly remarkable to watch. She has become a Pro Dominatrix. 

Do you remember the fetish and spanking model, Miss Cassie? Often times referred to as Cassie Canes or The Huntress? She was an idol of mine when I was a younger girl, diddling myself to videos of her spanking men and sissies over her strict lap. And oh boy, she had a strict lap. Her canings were just savage! Her strappings were epic. 

The Huntress actually reminds me a lot of "my" Cassie. Oozing confidence and rarely breaking character or cracking a smile.

She had some great content back in the day. What a Goddess! 

Now it would seem that I have a Huntress of my own. I don't know where her clients are coming from, they're not clients of mine. Tinder maybe? Swipe up if you're male and want to become her bitch for the night? 

I guess there's never any shortage of ridiculous males out there, who find themselves in her talons and under her stiletto. All of their toxic machismo gets stripped away by her enchantment, eventually finding themselves in a bra and panties, sniveling and begging for mercy.

I asked Cassie if she would do the honours and blog about her "house-sitting", while Summer and I were in Paris. Unfortunately Cassandra is of a generation who communicate in emojis and TikTok dances, rather than written-word. It seems I'll have to regurgitate her exploits, on her behalf. 

I'm not sure what the name of her captive is, I suppose it doesn't matter. We can just call him, Sissy or Sissy Bitch. His tiny penis is locked in a tiny chastity cage, he's in a matching bra and panty set, I'd say that makes him her bitch. 

He's wearing a blindfold but doesn't know that there is lettering on the front of it. 

Toward the end of the session, Cassie made him pose in his bra and his panties, wearing the gag and the blindfold. She took pictures with his phone and set the above image as his lock-screen. Lol, what a weapon she is! 

Then, I think she spent the next few nights messaging him about how badly she wants to fuck him, but doesn't mention anything about unlocking his penis.

Accepting defeat, denial, frustration, and hoping to get a chance to fuck Mistress Cassie, the silly sissy will return for a session with her. It is then he will realize that wearing a pink blindfold that says "fuck me", will usually get you fucked at my Facility...haha. 

Oh is he ever fucked, indeed! 

Cassie won't do make-up or wigs like I do with my sissy bitches. I do full transformations. She on the other hand, wants him to still present as male. A male who happens to be in a sundress with knee socks and high heeled-sandals. She wants him to feel humiliated and ridiculous.

She'll pose her sissy bitch and photograph him...threatening to post the images if he doesn't suck dick. 

(Blackmail fantasy requested by the client. Yes it's a thing...) 

She'll remove his gag and hover her finger over the imaginary upload to social media button, until he finally begs for her cock. He's concerned about the image of him in a dress being out there for the world to see. 

Sure enough the veiny, realistic dick ends up in his heterosexual mouth. She makes him moan like a whore and pretend he's enjoying the blowjob, from the opposite side of things.

Nice head-bob, Sissy Bitch. 

 

Over to the bench for a good paddling and whipping now, where Cassie will critique his poor cock-sucking skills and punish him for it. 

Then into a cage to reflect on his punishment, reflect on the fact that he is in a dress and heels and to anticipate what he knows is coming next. Cassandra towers over him, stroking her girl-cock while his remains locked in a tiny chastity cage.

Cassie can safely leave him to reflect, with no hope of unlawful masturbation or escape from the room. Before she does however, she tells him he's going to be fucked in the ass when she returns, just like a bitch. Then she'll leave him for 45 to an hour, to hang on those final words. 

I told you she was a weapon, didn't I?

Turning men into her bitches since 2022! Haha

I'm proud of you Cassie. You have definitely earned the title of "Mistress". You're a Dominatrix now. 

I don't think your mother would approve. Lets just not tell her, what do you think? 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Home Sweet Home

   

 

   

  

  

Threesome with Bella

Continued from: Brush my Teeth

A Sarah Jane story 

Hi everyone, it's Sarah. Let me tell you about the threesome I had with Bella.

I'm not sure why I wanted Bella to stay the night with us, and share not only Daddy but our bed. I didn't want to share my Daddy! I wanted him all to myself. But I also knew how he would react, watching me perform sex acts with Bella. As it turned out that evening, my plan worked! *giggle

Look at the wonderful view Daddy has! He can see my little asshole winking at him, from my place of submission on my knees. He can see the lingering effects of his strong hand and wide belt, that so recently had my feet flailing and kicking the air. And he gets to watch the moment Bella gasps out loud, as she shudders and cums onto my tongue and lips.

When Daddy cums he needs some time to "reload". I'm sure this is true of all men. With Bella involved however, Daddy could watch me go down on her while stroking his cock. His reload time was drastically reduced! He rebounded back to fully erect, multiple times that night. I loved it!

When my jealously faded away and I actually started to enjoy Bella's sexual presence, I would politely ask Daddy to cuckquean me. I wanted to be kept in a headspace of degradation and humiliation. The shame I felt only made me more aroused. The humiliation kept my cunt nice and wet for Daddy, all night long!

I loved and hated this, which has always been my internal conflict. Like the sharp bite of a whip. It hurts like hell but I want more. I'm a pain slut...both physically and emotionally. 

Look at her! Deepthroating my Daddy's cock, while I can only drool from my gag and struggle against my binds.

I wasn't cast aside too long though. They made it up to me by taking turns licking and fucking my asshole with their tongues. This was embarrassing! I'm a submissive slave, I don't deserve such pleasures. 

Daddy would run a vibrator on my clit as he fucked my butt with his tongue. I came so frickin' hard. Then they would continue to pin me down and swap places, as Bella's tongue would slide into my ass and the purring of the vibrator would recommence. It felt like I was going insane...being "forced" to cum so many times that night. 

Forced, meaning I was placed into situations where there was no possible way I wouldn't cum. Look at Daddy's raging cock, fucking my dripping wet cunt, as Bella massages my clit with her tongue. Daddy spanked me good and hard during this, demanding that I get my slutty mouth onto Bella's pussy. Every time I pulled my mouth away to groan out loud in pleasure, I got another flurry of smacks to my bare ass, reminding me to get my lips on her cunt. I was absolutely loving this so much!  

This level of arousal I was experiencing, justified my internal conflict of wanting Bella to stay. I can't tell you how many times I came that night, Bella too. We lost count. Daddy didn't have quite as many but he held his own. When he needed to rebound so he could fuck us some more, I certainly helped him get there with my whorish mouth, whether it was on his dick or on Bella's beautiful pussy. 

If my mouth wasn't enough to rebound him quicker, Bella was right there to help me!

The sooner Daddy got hard for us, the sooner we could take turns riding his cock and his face some more..*giggle

Poor Daddy! Bella and I were a fuckin' handful that night. 

Pillow talk afterwards took an interesting an unexpected turn...

Daddy was cuddling me while Bella and I were kissing at each other's lips and neck. Maybe it was just small-talk but she asked me if I had been back to The Facility in awhile. 

I indicated that I hadn't, not since before the holidays...

Then she mentioned that her daughter, Cassandra was "house-sitting" the place, with her boyfriend, while Summer and Mistress Andrea were in Paris. Hmm...

The way she said it painted a very vanilla picture of innocence. Like the scene of a young couple on a first date, bowl of popcorn between them, watching a movie...the nervous male wondering if he should fake a yawn to get his arm around the girl. 

Oh Bella! If only you knew...I don't think she fully grasps what her daughter does exactly...at The Facility. 

Daddy just awkwardly cleared his throat as his face went red.   

And boyfriend?? Ha! Cassie doesn't have boyfriends, she hates men. 

House sitting my ass!...Some poor fucker is probably wishing he wasn't a submissive tonight. 

Haha.

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: The Huntress

  

Brush My Teeth

Continued from: ATM

A Sarah Jane Story 

I was definitely fliting with disaster here. 

"Daddy punish me more, I haven't learned my lesson." 

C'mon! Pleeeeease! He would be able to see right through this and could call me on it. I thought I might have ended up over his knee again. Good thing Bella is a little bit irresistible, even to me! I missed seeing her body squirm and writhe under pleasure, and hearing her moan like a whore when I was pressing that dildo into her ass. 

And now, I found myself wanting more! Greedily. I was telling Daddy to humiliate me further, by doing ass-to-mouth with his own cock, essentially cuckqueaning me. I don't know what I was thinking. I was just so aroused. 

Again, he didn't need to ask Bella if this was alright, but he did anyway. Such a gentleman. She of course, robotically agreed like a good sex slave should/would. 

"Yes Sir, thank you, Sir." She replied, at Daddy's offer to fuck her in the ass, then transfer his cock from her bum, into my mouth. 

Yes, I was jealous, especially after seeing the moves she had. She essentially did all the work, and fucked her own arse on Daddy's dick. 

She was a pro, rolling her hips, a deep arch to her back and letting her tits flop about, all while occasionally glancing in my direction. 

Before long, Daddy got up and popped out of her butt. Then it was directly over to me and into my waiting mouth. 

There was definitely no twelve repetitions this time, there's no way Daddy would have lasted. I kinda enjoyed teasing him this way, without him knowing. I knew he was on the brink of blowing his load so I sucked his cock with tremendous vigor and speed. If he cums...no more fucking Bella right? Hehe...

I think he was able to manage three. Three reps into Bella's asshole then into my mouth. At the end of the third trip, from ass to mouth, Daddy finally exploded into my throat. 

There! Now I can go brush my teeth...*blush*

Right after I thank Bella for participating in my dreadfully shameful punishment. I knelt down and kissed her passionately on the asshole, verbally thanking her in the process. 

Daddy went down to the kitchen to make us all a snack. I threw on some panties and little top, Bella just stayed in her stockings and garters. Ha. What a weapon she is!

I don't know what came over me, maybe it was the special bond I had with Bella or the intensity of the humiliation I just went through, with the ass-to-mouth punishment, but I couldn't keep my hands off her. I was still so aroused! I hadn't cum yet, during that who ordeal.

She went to wash her hands at the sink and I caressed her bum and slipped a finger inside her petals. 

I got an approving nod from Daddy that it was ok. That I wasn't being too bold for my role or too big for my britches as it's known. 

Next thing you know we were making out on the couch. 

And before you know it, I had my legs in the air, letting her slip my panties off. 

As I watched her beautiful hair begin to brush against the insides of my thighs, I frantically called out to Daddy who was in the kitchen. 

"Would it be ok if I had an orgasm, Daddy...please?" 

I knew the moment her mouth came into contact with my cunt it would be all over for me. It would be too late to seek Daddy's permission. 

"Sure, sweetie." He called back to me. 

Bella gave me an evil but playful smile, before leaning all the way in to French kiss my clit. 

*MOAAAAAN!!

Gawwwd damn! Ohhh fuck did I ever cum for her. Her tongue lashed the shit outta me! I wanted her to make me cum again but I didn't want to push my luck with Daddy. I pulled Bella in for a kiss so I could taste myself on her lips, then gave her an equally sinister and playful smile back. 

"Daddddddieeee...can Bella stay the night with us?"

Well she did...we slept in until like noon yesterday. We literally had sex like all fucking night! It was amazing. We teased poor Daddy so much! Hehe

He told me his cock feels like it was in a wet bouncy castle all night. Lol. Jesus...

I'll write about Saturday night, if you'd like to hear more about it? 

Until then. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: Threesome with Bella

  

 

ATM

Continued from: A Mouth Punishment?

A Sarah Jane story 

Hello again everyone, it's Sarah. 

If you happened to notice the comments section in my last post, Mistress Andrea made a guest appearance in the comments. She teased me about my upcoming punishment and officially declared, publicly, that I would be taking ass-to-mouth, rather than a mouth-soaping.

Which is actually fine by me, I was going to choose this route anyway. The mouth-soaping really sucks and quite shamefully, I enjoy the pure, degrading humiliation of such a dirty act as ATM.

Look how filthy and nasty this is? My fantasy involves being "forced" to do this. Forced, to avoid a severe spanking or whipping. 

Check that out! Straight from her asshole and right down the hatch, as it should be, to shame and degrade me. 

I've been the recipient of ATM from my own bum hole to my mouth, but never with another girl. I was mentally preparing for this to be Summer, but as you'll also read in the last posts' comments, Summer is in Paris, with Mistress Andrea.

I guess Mistress and Daddy must have been commiserating on this one, to ensure I was still adequately punished and shamed, despite Summer's unavailability. So they cooked up a plan to utilize Bella instead. *shrug*

This all went down Saturday, when Daddy returned from his conference trip. I was totally excited to see him and even more excited to don my "big-girl" clothing and accessories. I would have squealed with excitement if it wasn't for the giant ball-gag in my mouth. 

If Daddy is away from the home for any longer than a few hours, like if he were to go to the office all day and not work-from-home, this is how he expects to find me when he comes through the door. 

Cuff and collar set, sturdy leather with padlocks attached and locked - check!

Matching collar, lockable, brass padlock attached - check. 

Nipples clamped with a connecting chain, ball-gag tightly affixed (also lockable with a brass padlock). I inserted an anal plug up my bum, wore stockings, heels and opera gloves then did my hair into a high pony, up and out of the way. My heart was pounding in sync with the throbbing of my cunt, when I finally knelt by the front door windows. I spread my legs, opened my palms on my thighs and lowered my head to wait for Daddy. 

Luckily there wasn't an Amazon package coming to the door that day. You know how they all place them by the front door and take a picture now? From where I was kneeling, I'd probably be in the background of a parcel photo!! Eeeek.

From the time Daddy text me, "wait by the door" until the moment he was now home and seated behind me, I think ten minutes may have passed. 

I maintained my composure and remained in perfect positioning for him as he sat and spoke. Daddy told me that I would be getting a spanking, of course, and that Bella was coming over in the evening for the rest of my punishment. 

I should mention that everything punishment related, in Daddy's home, involves a spanking also. If I'm caught with the soles of my knee socks not pristine and white, I know I'd be going to the special room upstairs to have the soles of my feet punished, after I get a spanking...

Caught masturbating without permission, it would be straight to the specialty room and into the bondage apparatus where my pussy lips and clit would be punished...after I go across Daddy's knee. Make sense? That's how things work around here.

So, despite this loving embrace into Daddy's arms, I knew his belt would snap, crackle and pop from those belt loops eventually, just not immediately. I needed to help Daddy relax first.

As I was in enough hot-water as is, I figured I should go above and beyond with my servitude tonight. I made him a lovely craft cocktail to start. 

Then he wanted to put his feet up and enjoy the drink. 

Then he wanted his dick sucked, which I was more than eager to do. I blew him to full completion into my mouth and tummy. Yum! Thank you, Daddy. 💦💨

I suppose I had stalled enough, I knew what was coming next. 

When I took my mouth off his cock, Daddy got his pants back up and fastened. I got to witness the moment that every spanko dreams about, until it's actually happening before your eyes. Daddy jingled that belt-buckle to undo it, then snapped the leather through the loops. He doubled the belt over on itself then told me to take everything off and remove and unlock all accessories.  

I'm typically only spanked fully nude when it's gonna be a doozy. And boy was it ever! 

After an extra long warm-up over Daddy's knee, I found myself draped over the back of the couch with my feet dangling. In this position, I was strapped with Daddy's belt until my little feet were frantically kicking the air. 

It was a doozy alright. It's Monday now and I'm stilling feeling it.

You see the hour-glass there, beside the timeout corner? It's positioned here for a reason and it fuckin' sucks. HOUR-glass literally means one hour! Thankfully Daddy didn't turn it over to start my cornertime on this particular day. I think he set a timer on his phone while I buried my nose into the walls and whimpered.

I was still parked in the corner when the doorbell rang. Obviously Daddy planned all this out and made sure my timeout was long enough for Bella to arrive and see me this way. It was so humiliating. My bare bum must have been so red, it certainly felt like it was on fire. 

Also dreadfully humiliating, was having to stand there with my hands on my head and listen to the two of them talk. I listened to Daddy offer her a glass of wine, then explain the intimate details of my punishment, like where the dildo will be going first, before it goes into my mouth.

Bella is a sex slave, she doesn't have to consent to anything that isn't a hard limit, but Daddy is a gentleman. He made sure to ask if she was ok with what was about to go down. She was calling him 'Sir' at this point and I could actually hear an undertone of excitement in her voice, to be a part of this.

When my time in the corner was up, I turned to see her for the first time. Of course she was regally dressed, beyond stunning and towering over me in her 1600 dollar Loubies. 

I sat my burning bottom on her lap and hugged her tightly. She and I had endured so much together, at Mistress Andrea's Facility. It was like we shared this Stockholm Syndrome, P.O.W. camp bond with one another. 

Daddy asked me if I was ready for the remainder of my punishment. I sniffled and nodded my head. 

He led us both to the bathroom upstairs, near the toilet. The setting was specifically chosen to be more dirty and degrading for me. 

Bella took off her dress and panties and got down on all fours, as Daddy handed me a well-lubricated dildo. 

My instructions were very specific. I was required to insert the dildo into Bella's ass and give her a moment to adjust and open for me, then slowly and deliberately fuck her deeply with it. Five or six thrusts only. Then I was to remove the dildo from her asshole and take it into my mouth. 

Five or six long bobs of my head, with my lips pursed around the shaft, deepthroating it, and this counted as one repetition. 

"One, thank you Daddy." Is what I was required to recite, after each rep, before sliding the cock back into Bella's anus. 

"Two, thank you Daddy." 

...

"Eleven, thank you Daddy."

I was "sentenced" to twelve repetitions in total. From her ass, directly to my mouth and back again. Each time that dildo popped out of her butt and her anus winked and gaped at me, I could feel it right in my cunt. This may have been a degrading, humiliating and creative punishment, but my naughty cunt seemed to be enjoying herself. 

Daddy declared my punishment was over, then told me to stand up and brush my teeth, which was probably the most humiliating thing he ever could have said in that moment. 

The surge of shame and vulnerability shot right through my body on that one, ending directly at my cunt! I suddenly wasn't ready for my punishment to be over. I didn't wanna brush my teeth yet! I was gluttonous for more and I didn't know why.

Bravely, I managed to squeak out a plea for more shame and more humiliation. 

"Daddy, may I please be punished again, I haven't learned my lesson yet...but can we use your cock this time, Daddy?" 

To be continued. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo 

 

 

A Mouth Punishment?

Continued from: My Pet

A Sarah Jane story

Hi, everyone, it's Sarah. 

Daddy is away on a work conference thingy and I got myself into trouble in his absence. That didn't take long. Sheesh! He's only be gone for two days.

He's left me like this before, for similar reasons and usually he locks me up in a very secure chastity belt. There would be an emergency key left behind for me but it would be in a lockbox that only he has the code to. I haven't had to use this option before, but the process would involve me having to message or call Daddy, explain the emergency in which I need to be unlocked, then he would give me the code.  

But...like I said. I have never had to use this lifeline. I just suffer through the throbbing sensation of being locked up and denied. I have to piss through the metal screening, poop through the anal opening provided and take extra care in cleaning and hygiene. If I leave the house, I have to adjust my wardrobe accordingly, so the belt is hidden. 

It's humiliating, frustratingly arousing and embarrassing to be locked up. The perfect cocktail of emotions for a naughty slut like me. 

However! Daddy didn't lock me up in his absence this time. Nor did he get me his favourite babysitter (Mistress Andrea). He said he wanted to distance-play with me while he was away. 

Awww! My heart! 💕 My Daddy!

So play we did!

Yesterday I had to log in and work from home, including some zoom calls with my colleagues. Daddy told me to dress in my schoolgirl attire. My age-regressed lower half hidden from my colleagues, my upper half professional. I even wore a school-tie which looked professional to my team and not weird. But my face burned red with humiliation, as I knew the tie was just an accessory to a very short plaid skirt, ruffled ankle socks and Mary Janes that I was hiding below. 

Daddy let me wear full pantyhose too, because it's been freakin' cold lately. So I just slipped my ruffle socks over my hosed feet. The whole ensemble had me feeling very adorable, yet I knew the reason Daddy dressed me this way, is that I was due for a maintenance spanking, between zoom calls. 

*Gulp*

Daddy had me lay these out in preparation. I knew I would be receiving all three. 

Imagine readers, how this feels for an adult woman. Sitting behind a computer working and engaging in meetings while dressed like a schoolgirl, knowing that at some point during the day, you're going to be spanked. I was nervous with butterflies, I was humiliated and my crotch was wet. So shameful! 

When the time came I put myself in timeout, nose to the corner and hands on my head. I set up my phone and took a timer-photo to send to Daddy. 

"I'm ready for my spanking Daddy."  I sent, along with this photo: 

Daddy simply responded with a: 

"35 lashes with the belt please, over your pantyhose and panties, then 25 on each cheek with the hairbrush, then 25 on each cheek with the bathbrush." 

Yes...I spank myself when Daddy orders it. It can never compare to the real thing, being over his knee. But it helps to scratch my itch. 

My knickers and hose provided decent layers of protection from the belt, but the dense wood of the brushes burnt right though my protective layers. 

Next came the same allotment of strokes, only this time, hose down and over my panties.

Now I was starting to sting and redden-up. I already knew what was coming next, Daddy sent the message anyway...

"35 with the belt, and 25 per cheek with each brush, on the BARE!" My last layer of protection was stripped away. I did an ok job on myself. Again, it can never compare to the real thing, yet my cunt couldn't tell the difference. She was soaked! *blush*

I sent Daddy this one, seeking his approval that I had done a good enough job on myself. I was praised and rewarded with the opportunity to masturbate for him. I am never, ever allowed to have a vanilla orgasm. That being said, his next instructions were to neatly lay out my ring-gag, lubricant for my asshole and a butt plug of my choosing. 

I obeyed right away and sent Daddy this. I was eager to have a cummy for him! 

Unfortunately I had some work matters to attend to first, so my masturbation was delayed a bit. When I wiggled free of a zoom call meeting, I rushed into Daddy's room and plugged my asshole as he requested. 

I set up my phone to film. I didn't have to include my face in the video, Daddy only wanted to hear me cum, so the filming was more to capture the audio. In no time flat I was screaming out, "I'm cumming Dadddddddyyyyyyy!"

It was a wonderfully powerful orgasm. My hungry little asshole clenched that plug so tightly when I began to spasm. I was loud too! Like porn-star loud! 

I love being Daddy's little porn-star. 💗🌟

Proudly, I sent my video to Daddy right away. He was driving. Then he tells me he's going to listen to it through his car audio. 

Gawd, I was so embarrassed! 

A few moments later though, my stomach sunk! This was our text exchange leading up to and after he listened to my clip.  

FUCK! Fuck fuck...

Look at my image above, masturbating on the bed. Do you see a gag in my mouth as I was instructed to do?! I laid one out and even photographed it for Christ sakes.  

Fuck! I completely forget and now I'm in deep shit. I have no excuse and I must accept my punishment, likely when Daddy gets home. 

You remember the rules in our house? Punishments fit the offence. If I am caught with a run in my hosiery, the soles of my feet get whipped. Caught masturbating without permission, my bare cunt gets whipped...you get the idea. 

What's a mouth punishment?? 

Likely a mouth soaping. Which really fuckin' sucks! Especially in Daddy's house and let me tell you why. Check this out: 

This is SOAP!! This is a fucking bar of soap, in our bathroom. It remains proudly displayed on the sink, as a reminder to me. This is the sink where I brush my teeth each morning and night, where I am forced to look at this stupid soap-dick that has been in my mouth many times before. 

Bratty, back-sass, too much swearing...and coming soon...forgetting to gag my mouth when Daddy asks. 

He's already declared that I'm going to be punished when he gets home. I am only surmising that it'll be the soap dick, since the violation relates to my mouth. I just hope it isn't. 

The last time I got a mouth soaping I was marched to the bathroom fully naked, wearing only heels that I was wobbling in. I had to bend fully at the waist and use my own saliva to get a lather on the soap dick. Daddy paddled my bare bum to encourage me to give it head and to deepthroat the phallically veiny soap. It was a dreadful and effective punishment. 

After I saw the message from Daddy on this occasion, that I was going to be punished, my tummy was sick with butterflies. I assumed it would be the heavy wooden paddle and the soap dick for sure!

I wasn't wrong, but much to my surprise I had a choice. A predicament. Daddy loves giving me predicaments. So I am forced to choose my own punishment and choose between the lesser of two evils. Then stew over my choice until Daddy gets home. 

As expected, he offered me "mouth soaping". As I explained above, this means paddled on the bare bum until I break and begin to suck the soap dildo frantically, to bring an end to the paddling. 

But then...Butt then, pun intended...a second option from Daddy. 

Would I prefer to perform ass-to-mouth with another girl, using a dildo...

Like...she fucks me with a strap-on then I kneel and suck her? Or she uses a dildo into her asshole then fucks my mouth with it?? Or even worse!! Daddy fucks her in the ass then mashes his cock into my mouth??!!

I don't know what to choose...but I have to choose! Please help...

Sarah Jane

xoxo

Continued in: ATM