Deepthroating "Daddy"

Continued from: Senior School

A Sarah Jane story

Mistress Andrea left me all alone in my room-cell, with only my thoughts to occupy my mind while I wait for "Daddy". There was a lot to process. I had a moment to reflect on the session I was just involved in while remaining still and submissively positioned for Daddy. 

My mind drifted to Summer first. She makes me smile when I think about her. That Bella woman is just fuckin' gorgeous. I think she's Portuguese or somethin'. She seemed really nice and was helpful in transitioning my mind to Senior School. She's not quite as bold and playful as Summer, Bella seems very elegant and extremely well trained. 

That Tyler kid, with his cock in a steel cage...I'm not sure what to think. I liked watching Mistress spank him and have so much control over a man. It made her one thousand times more sexy than she already is. I like Femdom and watching Femdom, I'm just not sure it's for me. I want to feel taken and man-handled and be physically punished when I'm not being a good little whore for my man.

Just as my mind drifted here, it was perfect timing. Daddy unlocked my cell and joined me in my room.

We have a submissive little ritual that I have learned and have been trained to do, when Daddy approaches me with his crotch close to my face. Obviously I know what he wants, but I have to ask permission first, to make me feel more vulnerable and submissive.  

"Daddy may I please suck your cock?" 

Is the line I have to recite first. I wait for Daddy to respond which is usually a, "yes you may, little one."

Then I have to respond, "thank you Daddy."

Now and only now, do I have the autonomy to fish for Daddy's penis, undo zippers and lower pants or underwear. 

When I produce Daddy's cock for the first time, in my little hands, I am required to kiss the tip before I take all of him into my mouth.

Then I'm usually free to start sucking. Daddy will lead the pace and depth and he doesn't like me using my hands. I either fold them behind my back or stabilize myself by holding onto Daddy's legs, especially when he's fucking my throat. 

I never know if I'm just fluffing him hard, so he can use my asshole or cunt, of if I'm going to get a cummy treat blasted down my throat. I'm good with either option. I still deepthroat with eagerness, I make eye contact and I moan while I suck Daddy's cock. Gagging is encouraged and when I hear myself gagging on Daddy's dick, it actually arouses me greatly!

Today after school, Daddy let me suck him to completion. I held out my tongue so he could cum onto it, into my mouth and a little on my face. Rope after rope of his hot jizz hit its mark. I absolutely loved it and gobbled up as much as I could.

"Thank you for your cum Daddy." Is what I am required to recite when I've swallowed it all down.

Then I have to re-kiss the tip of his cock. This is our blowjob ritual. Regardless of where we are, what position we are in or who else is present. If I don't perform this perfectly, Daddy will discipline me. 

Look at this dagger look and bitchy eye-roll!!

“C'mon now, kiss the tip and say thank you, you know the drill."  

OMG if I did this...and had tude like she does! Sweet baby Jesus in his manger! Daddy would march me out to the woodshed and I'd be strapped raw.

I found this gif on Daddy's tumblr roll, or bdsmlr as it's known now. Someone identifying as a little with a DDLG page posted this. Her comment was: 

"She needs a face slap for that attitude." I can't say I disagree...

LOL

Daddy would never slap my face, even though I want him to. I told him it was ok and I would welcome the degradation. Maybe that could be the new beginning of our blowjob ritual. I stand and wait for him at attention then he grabs me and slaps my face, which is my queue to get on my knees, THEN politely ask permission to suck his cock. 

Sigh* a girl can dream. Russ would never do it...even if I begged him to slap me around as part of a safe, sane and consensual scene. We got very close when I was the dungeon captive, naked and in shackles in a cell that only had a toilet. I was whipped and brutalized during sex acts but he never slapped my face, I was never spit on or pissed on (secretly want all this too! *blush*) 

I wonder if Mistress would? Maybe just to get it out of my system for a scene or two? Hmm...

Then I can go back to being Daddy's little princess. 🎀

With my devil horns holding up my halo!

Sarah Jane 😈

xoxo

P.S. Daddy will likely spank me if he reads this post!

  

Continued in: A Return to the Woodshed

 

 

     

Senior School

Continued from: "Big-Girl" Room

I watched from the reception desk as Russ led Sarah by the hand, into the main lobby. They weren't late for the first day of Senior School but the shit-eating grins they both had on their faces, confirmed what I thought I could hear from the basement this morning. 

I gave Sarah a disapproving judgey-face, just to embarrass her a bit. 

"It sounds like you're settling in to your new room quite well young lady?" I rhetorically asked. 

Sarah blushed and lowered her head, then meeped out a little, "yes Ma'am, thank you Ma'am". 

The walls and floors of the Facility are deliberately thin. If there are clients in the reception area waiting to be spanked, I want them to be able to hear the smacks and cries coming from the room they are on-deck to attend. 

It also means that when Sarah Jane was being fucked in her bedroom this morning, I could hear each of her grunts, moans and groans. I can't say I blame her though. Russ used to fuck me the same way, many years ago. He can be quite the swordsman when he wants to be. 

I broke the awkward silence and backed-off my glaring bitch-face. 

"Sarah, please take a seat and meet your classmates," I said cheerfully. 

"I believe you know Summer, the naughtiest of all the students," I joking introduced her. Summer giggled and Sarah began to lighten up too and cracked as smile. 

"The gorgeous woman to your right, her name is Isabella," I continued. "I think you three are going to get along just smashingly!"  

Summer got up and pulled Bella to her feet. She echoed my previous comment by saying, "you better believe she's gorgeous." Then I watched on, as Summer stuck her tongue into Bella's mouth.

I could see Sarah's face trying to process what she was seeing. She had a look of concern for the girls, like she was waiting for me to cane the daylights out of Summer and Bella.

Nope, not at Senior School. Yes, the girls sometimes need to be disciplined, shamed in the corner or made to write lines on the board, but this environment is much more lenient. The girls are taught and encouraged to be confident and in control, to be slutty and act like little cock-teases if there is a boy around.

Speaking of which, the elephant in the room... 

"Girls, the little beta-boy sitting across from you is named Tyler. He couldn't hack it at his all-boys school so he'll be joining the three of you at your girl's school." I explained. 

Tyler was a newer client of mine who had attended for a few consultations with me already. His interests include corporal punishment, humiliation and forced-fem. Well! He certainly came to the right place. We haven't started the forced cross-dressing with him yet though, I've only had his dicklette locked up for about two weeks. I need a solid 30-days in chastity before the forced-fem begins.

Bella and Summer moved in like sharks, circling him in their heels and teasing him relentlessly. I continued to watch Sarah absorbing all of this, absorbing and learning from her two she-devil peers who are already graduates of Senior School.  

I took Tyler into the change room to inspect his cock cage and get him dressed. Since he's still in a boys clothing stage right now, I made sure his outfit was vulnerable and silly. 

By virtue of his beta-male status, Tyler's "rank" is well below the status of the girls, even Sarah Jane who's new to the Senior School. He barely qualifies as a participant in the class. He is there to be humiliated and feel his little dick straining against the chastity device in the presence of real women. Tyler is aware that if he agrees to dress like the rest of the girls at my all-girls school, he will be invited to more actively participate.

I guess he's not quite there yet, he safe-worded me when I showed him the outfit I wanted him in. Another month or two in chastity, completely denied of orgasm should fix that. He'll be begging me for a plaid skirt and a bra with falsies. 

In any event, I made sure Tyler's desk faced the corner so he could only hear what was going on and he could be essentially ignored. 

This entire Senior School and scene was for the benefit of Sarah Jane, so once I got everyone settled I rang the bell and put Sarah to work right away. Her first class was on deepthroating. 

It must have been dreadfully humiliating for her to kneel and suck a dildo while Summer and Bella watched her and commented. Sarah Jane actually had some serious skills, I was impressed. She could take that cock so deep that her nose touched the wall and her chin touched the balls of the dildo. 

Summer squealed out in approval at one point:

"Did you see her DT that cock and lick the balls at he same time??! Holy shit!" 

Bella nodded and clapped in agreement. I must say, I was impressed too. Russell is a lucky man to have claimed this little sex doll!   

Poor Tyler snuck the odd glance and got to see Sarah gagging and sputtering all over the dildo, likely wondering how his penis ended up mashed into a metal cage, unable to get fully erect. 

At recess we all took a break. Tyler was allowed up from his desk. He must have thought he had some game left with the ladies or something. He tried to take a run at Summer and flirt with her, assuming she was just another kinky client and not my wife. 

Not a great idea Tyler...

I guess he missed her body language cues??! Haha...! What a wiener!! 

I gave Tyler a spanking on the bare, right in front of the three girls. Sarah's eyes lit up with excitement. I don't think she's ever seen or interacted with a male submissive before. 

Next, I stripped him down so Sarah could see his chastity cage. It was her first time seeing a locked-up penis and I'm glad she giggled out loud. Tyler's face went as beet red as his spanked ass. 

Summer and Bella, now sensing the vulnerability and weakness, went right for the throat and continued teasing poor Tyler who was still predominately naked.

The culmination of being spanked in front of the girls, his cock cage on display and now his enforced nudity, finally broke him. He began sobbing and red-worded out of the scene. 

Whatever...no refunds, he'll be back. I'm still his keyholder...

The session wasn't completely ruined. We did some more deepthroat training with Sarah Jane, before I took her back down to her room. I helped her out of her uniform and left her in her sexy over-the-knee socks and her heels. I know Russell likes that. 

"Wait for your 'Daddy' just like that sweetie, I'll send him down" I cooed to her. 

She responded with a "yes Ma'am". 

"Make sure to show Daddy what you practiced in class today huni," I encouraged. 

Sarah giggled and said "yes Ma'am", again. 

I locked her cell door and left her anxiously waiting for her "Daddy". 

I'm sure he'll be impressed today!

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Deepthroating "Daddy"

 

"Big-Girl" Room

Continued from: Beautiful Brainwashing Pt. 2

A Sarah Jane story

My first day of "big girl" school! Why was I so nervous?

Mistress Andrea and "Daddy" did a lovely job on my new room. It had a petulant teenager feel to it and rather than having to sleep in a frilly pink, princess bed, I now had a big-girl bed. Hopefully I'll be permitted to do big-girl "things" in it (*giggle*).

I requested of Mistress, that my room still have a lockable cell door. I still wanted to feel like I was at her BDSM Facility against my will. Forced to dress as my owners wish, forced to perform degrading sexual acts and punished when I do not. The consensual non-consent element of my time at the Facility was all part of my fetish and my fantasy.

They happily obliged and each evening I spent at the Facility and other times throughout the day when I was idle, I spent that time locked behind heavy, steel bars. 

Daddy "tucked me in" last night, before locking my cell. Since my recent age-progression promotion, my bedtime attire now allowed for cute satin slips, teddies and babydolls. I knew Daddy was coming down to do our bedtime ritual, so I picked out a cute little cami, I didn't wear any panties and I attached a collar around my neck that had the lettering "DADDY" on it. Super cute right?

As per the rules of our bedtime ritual, over I went. Over Daddy's knee for a loving and caring spanking before bed, followed by a quick dose of Daddy's belt. Daddy enters my room and without saying anything, sits on the edge of my bed. I immediately rush to his right side and drape myself across his lap. We do this every evening that I stay here. 

After I am sufficiently spanked and strapped, part of our ritual, one of my favourtie parts actually, involves Daddy's tongue on and in my little bum hole. He gives me special Daddy kisses on my little pucker while I masturbate for him. I love bedtime with Daddy! 

The next morning after I got myself ready and made-up, I thumbed through my new wardrobe with delight. Yes, the style of my attire was still schoolgirl, which is embarrassing for me to wear as a 40-year-old woman, but these new clothes were more grown-up. 

Knee socks had been replaced with dark tights and over the knee stockings and my patent Mary Janes had been replaced with three and four-inch heels. I felt sexy! I was really fucking aroused. I thought I should deal with myself before school. 

My previous bedroom came with colouring books, diaper cream and Legos to play with. My big-girl room came with toys too! I not only had a Hitachi, but also a great big dildo to play with. All the books provided in my room were BDSM erotica and soft-cover, spanking fiction written by an author named Julie Delmar. I even had a little photo board which shamefully displayed images of me performing various straight and lesbian sex acts. *BLUSH!!

Needless to say, the new room seemed to be encouraging...of self pleasure and arousal. 

Just as I was really getting down to business, using my body like a personal amusement park, Daddy walked into the basement and caught me. 

I think I went white. All of my face-flushing colour I caused from masturbating, drained away instantly. I thought I was in so much shit! I thought I would be sleeping on my tummy for a month.

Daddy told me to get up on the bed on my hands and knees. I obeyed immediately. 

When I heard the unmistakable jingle of his belt buckle, I just shut my eyes and gritted my teeth. I was fending off butterflies and waiting for that first lash of leather to sear across my bare ass and likely graze my puffy, pussy lips. 

The sharp crack of Daddy's belt never came. I stayed in position with my bare ass in the air. I dared not look back. I just remained in position with my lower back arched.  

The reason I wasn't being belt whipped, was that Daddy's belt was still in his pants...that were now on the floor, along with all of his other clothing.

He came up behind me, grabbed a handful of my hair and plunged his raging cock directly into my pussy. 

Daddy fucked me good and hard on my big-girl bed, right before school that morning! 

Is this what grown-up girls at the Facility get, at this stage?! No longer spanked for being naughty, they get fucked instead?!! Wtf?? 

I think I was starting to like this big-girl concept!

When Daddy pulled out I laid on my back and opened my mouth for him, displaying my eagerness, showing him that I was in-fact a big-girl now. 

He came into my mouth while he fucked my throat and I cleaned my own pussy flavours off his cock. 

Nothing was said about being caught with my Hitachi. Maybe this is what a "punishment" actually means now, for a big-girl. 

We tidied up quickly and I found my extremely short kilt to go with my outfit. Daddy took me by the hand and led me upstairs to find Mistress. I didn't want to be late for my first day of senior school.

Could you imagine?? 

"I'm sorry I'm late Mistress, Daddy caught me masturbating in my room so he fucked me and came into my mouth. That's why I'm running behind."

Could you imagine her face!! Gawd, I'd be in so much trouble!

Mistress is so pretty! Even when she's angry. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: Senior School

 

 

 

Seeing a Unicorn

Continued from: Beautiful Brainwashing Pt.2

Have you ever come across kink and bdsm in mainstream media? And by media I mean television, movies and the streaming services. And by mainstream I mean the vanilla world, not the porn industry. 

It's rare, it's magical and if I get so much as a spidey-sense that an image or a gif is from the mainstream world, I hunt that fuckin' clip down until I find the scene, the episode or the movie...I just need to see it! 

Like this one, I came across the other day. Gawd damn this is beyond hot! It made my toes curl and my tummy flood with butterflies. 

I could tell immediately from the backdrop that this had to be from a TV show or a movie. The expression on her face in the image below screams actress, not porn star. 

It was bittersweet hunting. Yes, I found the clip and the movie is called "Just Sex, Nothing Personal" from 2018. Alas, the trailer although hot, was in a language of Eastern Europe...Russian or Czech maybe. There was a great scene when this little thing gets bound with like an extension cord and before the gag goes in, you see the cord tighten from above and her cute little boots immediately thrust to tip-toe. 

It's like seeing a unicorn in the wild! What makes finding bdsm in a vanilla backdrop so alluring to me that I have to hunt it down, grade it and assess how good it is? 

Fifty Shades of Grey doesn't count and never impressed me either. Bdsm does not have to be portrayed as by-product of earlier trauma or abuse in one's life. I think those movies and those books were anchored to the fact that Christian Grey was a submissive sex slave or abused by a milfy older woman or something? Which then normalizes what he participates in by being able to say, "I am the way I am because of..."

Just sayin'. Sometimes there isn't a "because of..."

I know every shade of grey from 50 to 500 and have known, ten years before those books came out. 

Anyway, back to the unicorn hunting. 

The Secretary (2002). Maggie Gyllenhaal takes some pretty decent spanking and hefty doses of humiliation. I didn't hate this movie, I liked the way she portrayed this character, but again...Maggie's character has some demons to unpack. 

Jackson Teller's wife from Sons of Anarchy? 

In the show Billions it seems like she is in a Female Led Relationship (FLR) with her hubby, maybe on the more extreme scale as a Dominatrix? 

I think in one of the opening episodes she puts a cigarette out on him then rocks a pee on the burnt skin while he is tied up and gagged. Not bad...I didn't follow the show I just hunted the good parts. 

The Handmaid's Tale. Miss Julie actually blogged about this one before: Miss Julie's and Handmaid's Tale. Some hubby giving his wife a belt whipping (yummy!)

She thought it was meh...

And if Miss Julie thinks something spanking related is meh...it's meh. 

Exit to Eden (1994). This was an absolutely ridiculous movie! They cast Dana Delany as the supreme Goddess Dominatrix. She's like the sweetest looking, girl-next-door, Stacy's Mom type of woman.  

She actually takes a hairbrush to the main guy's butt at one point and forces him to tell her that he likes it or she'll stop.  

"Say it, say you like it or I'll stop." 

I would say whoever wrote that particular scene and a few others in the movie, DOES know a thing or two about spankos and kink. FFWD to the good bits, you'll find some. The rest is ridiculous. 

Look at Dana now. I'd hire her at the Facility to give those caring, "this is for your own good", Mommy's hairbrush style spankings!  

Angelina...

Ya, she did a thing once but truly looks the part of a Dominatrix most of the time anyway. Mr. and Mrs. Smith (2005). I think she handcuffs some dude and takes a riding crop to him before she assassinates him. Preying Mantis woman!

Some show called Castle (2009)

The episode is called: "The Mistress Always Spanks Twice". I totally approve of her attire and the title of that episode. 

Peyton from One Tree Hill. Played a pinup-looking Dominatrix in a show called Forever. I 100% approve of her classy and elegant "look". 

That's enough to get you started. 

Happy hunting. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

 

Beautiful Brainwashing Pt. 2

Continued from: Beautiful Brainwashing Pt. 1

A Sarah Jane story 

In my last post I blogged about my initial experience in the "shoe closet", which is the fetish room at Mistress Andrea's Facility, exclusively dedicated to foot worship. I use the term "initial experience" because the torture and torment I was enduring had only just begun. 

Miss Summer and Miss Vanessa, both dressed as Flight Attendants, had me gagged and bound to a chair with a remote vibrator up my pussy. I was being forced to watch a slideshow of women's feet, women's footwear and women's feet in bondage, all while the vibrator pulsed and buzzed inside me. 

Essentially I was being forced to orgasm, while looking at images of feet. I thought it must have been some sick, twisted manner of slave conditioning. Forcing me to associate my own pleasure with something I don't find pleasurable...feet!

Apparently Mistress Andrea does a similar conditioning program with male slaves. I learned about it in my junior school classes. Tactics like only unlocking a male's penis to masturbate or edge him, if he sucks a realistic dildo for her. Or only unlocking his penis for a hand job, if he's fully dressed like a sissy girl. Powerful stuff!

After my second shuddering orgasm, directly into my panties, maybe their tactic was starting to work and break me down. Maybe they were altering my mind a little. Some of these images were undeniably gorgeous! 

 

What I also began to notice and appreciate, was how much some styles of female footwear, emulate the look of bondage. Is that done on purpose? To deliberately or subtly display a female to the rest of the world as confined and bound, beginning with her feet? Or is it just to sexualize the feet? 

That might be too political and too deep for me to comprehend right now, certainly when there is a vibrator trapped in my pussy. 

Quite sexy I must say. A look that belongs in a BDSM dungeon as much as it belongs at a courtyard bistro. 

Before I had the chance to embarrassingly and shamefully cum a third time, to feet porn, the vibrations ended and the slideshow monitor darkened. Summer and Vanessa returned to the room and removed my gag and bondage. I was mortified when she reached for the toy in my pussy, having to negotiate the gusset of my panties which were drenched at this point. 

I was knelt before the pair of them and Summer used me as a seat. 

"How do you feel?" Summer asked me. 

I replied that I was embarrassed. Embarrassed that I was forced to cum to images of female feet. 

She then encouraged me to cradle her high heel with my hands, and rest my lips against her gold anklet that encircled her nylons. 

While I was still in a kneel, Summer told me to unfasten the ankle straps of her heels and slip them off her feet. Vanessa moved in closer so I could undo her heels also. I was forced to rest my nose inside the high heel of Summer and manually masturbate to orgasm. Despite my gut-churning humiliation, I came almost instantly before my head was moved into Vanessa's high heel, so I could repeat the degrading process again. 

With my body still trembling from the orgasms, I was laid prone on my back, as they took turns resting and running their nylon soles over my mouth and nose. There was a dampness I could feel in the nylon and definitely a scent, but not an unpleasant one. 

I spent the next few hours kissing and licking their hosed feet and toes, their shoes and even a pair of boots that Vanessa put on. Their feet were not dirty, nor was their footwear, but I felt dirty and degraded by performing these acts. Dirty and degraded enough that my pussy remained soaked throughout this whole ordeal! *Sigh

In the time I spent in the "shoe closet", I had gained a new-found appreciation for just how sexy a woman can be, below the knees, if she puts the effort in. Vanessa and Summer's feet are absolutely pristine. I learned about the use of toe rings, nail polish, anklets and hosiery. All things they told me I would need to know, before I ever make it to the upper floor.  

Summer wrote me a proper report card of my experience in the shoe closet. I had to take the report card to the Headmaster for review. I think she had been overly gracious with my grades. 

Categories like eagerness and enthusiasm I got a B minus when I probably should have earned a D! I'll have to thank Summer later, if I had a D on my report card I wouldn't be sitting comfortably for a week and I'd likely be demoted back to diapers and onesies. 

Nevertheless, I was still punished. I am required to achieve straight A's only. The Headmaster had me spend 30 minutes in timeout, in just my bra with socks and shoes while he prepared a note to take home to my "Daddy". 

(Which is funny because it's the same person playing both roles! *blush) 

I'm not sure what the note said when I passed it to Daddy, but it must have rhymed with "Daddy's Belt". I got a good lickin' over his knee when I got “home”. Over my skirt first, over my panties and then on the bare. 

When my belt strapping ended, I watched as Daddy placed the final gold star on my chart, under the category of "feet appreciation". I wiped my tears and hugged him, thanking him for consequencing me and the promotion to "senior school". 

Finally, I was going to be free of this room and upgrade to a "big girl's" room and big girl's bed. I was excited! 

I thought I better thank Daddy, before jammies and bed and possibly...the last night spent in this frilly, pink room.

Thank you Daddy. 

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: "Big-Girl Room"