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

  

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

 

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

Continued in: Listening to Mom get Spanked