Pose

Doing my daily pose.

Miss Adira chose ‘humble’ for my pose for the month.

Every day I turned to face a different direction whilst videoing it.

When it came to have my bottom facing the camera she said

watching it at work made her very horny and she liked it a lot.

So please stay in that position for the rest of the month.

Now I know this is probably daft but I don’t like doing things

like my poses, or corner time in front of Master if Daddy or

Miss Adira has set them. I always feel embarrassed.

So today Master had a day off and I slept in until 7 am, very

late for me. By the time I’d eaten my breakfast Master was up,

and I hadn’t begun any homework or done my pose.

I decided to go upstairs to do it. I got my phone ready on its tripod,

decided where the best place was for me to go, then connected

bluetooth from my selfie remote control and my phone. I’m not

very good at techy stuff, and must have clicked casting too.

Because after a while, I’d done my pose, I was just thinking

about the selfie photos I had to, so started to go in different

poses, knowing what my Domme/Doms like to see.

When I looked at my photos, making sure I was happy,

I saw messages on our group chat. There was a screenshot of

my arse out on the tv, another doing my selfies, arse, happyspot,

boobs, then I saw a message from Master.

Ooopps looks like Serf has found out.

Hello Serf. We’ve been watching you.

I got a video message from Master then. It was a video of him

with his pants down, wanking himself off whilst watching me

do my pose.

I replied, well if youve been watching me, come spank my ass and

fudge me long and hard.

Just then I received another message from Master.

Too late, I’ve spaffed on the floor (charming I thought)

Leave your phone on and come here. It said.

What the hell, I thought but did it anyway. Slightly confused.

Only to be confronted by the TV, there was the view of our bed,

with the dogs now playing on it.

I said. Whats this, have you been watching me ?

Master said, I had no choice because someone connected your

phone to the TV, YouTube went off and this came on.

So I enjoyed watching you.

Have I switched casting on by mistake ? I asked.

Yes I think so but I do hope you’ve not done this whilst E is home.

He said. But I enjoyed it immensely.

I then went upstairs hoping the offer to spank me and fudge me

would me Master would come up, but he didn’t much to my

disappointment.

But lesson learn,

DO NOT TURN CASTING ON WHEN

CONNECTING BLUETOOTH. Lol.

Origami tasks.

Origami and other things seem to be the new punishment tasks

set by my Domme/Doms.

Since Master gave Miss Adira a task of making origami frogs,

months ago, it’s been in the back of her mind. Then when she

became my Mistress, she decided rather than give me spanking

punishments, she wanted something more tasking, something

more likely to frustrate me, test me, test my patience and she

would enjoy watching my frustration. She enjoys giving me extra

lines then telling me to make something out of the used paper.

A few months ago, I had to make the paper into a jigsaw, then

stick it all back together again. I can say, not only did it take a few

days to do the lines, it took days to then turn them into jigsaws,

because no way was I doing simple pieces. Oh no, I was going

to do proper jigsaw shapes. Something Miss Adira was very

proud off, I think she expected me to do basic pieces.

Now with everything that’s happened with Mum over the last 2

months, my Domme/Doms have let me take a break from doing

any of the tasks. But during the final 2 weeks, they saw I was

(and still am, on a bad day) close to having a breakdown.

The stress of looking after Mum and Dad, my back having a

shocking flare-up and coping (or not coping ) with 1 hours sleep

every night, they decided to put their foot down, worried about me,

my sanity and my back, once Mum was moved to a care home

( respite care ) and we were happy they told me I had to start

doing my tasks again. They wanted me to focus on other things /

my normal everyday things. Get me life back on track. So our

dynamic returned to normal. Some days I did find it hard, still do,

to focus on my stuff, not on my folks, and unfortunately did miss

tasks. My Master was letting missed tasks slide, no punishments

set thankfully. For the first couple of weeks, Daddy and Miss Adira

just informed me of missed tasks, then as it continued they then

put their foot down. I was NOT to miss my tasks.

Along with this came punishments for anything missed. But, I’m l

ike Miss Adira, I love the spankings, though I’m not so keen on

severe punishments. Miss Adira started first when I missed

3 tasks. Pick 3 numbers 1-10. Of course you don’t know what

you’ve picked until you’ve chosen all 3 numbers. I picked;

1. A 3 minute cold shower once a week on Mondays.

3. 3 hours TV only every day. Allowed to watch whatever Master

or E is watching, or at Mums.

5. 30 minute foot rub for herself, Master and Daddy.

 

I hate adult feet, I mean anything to do with feet I’m cringing.

So the thought of a foot rub, ewwwww yuck.

So I asked if I was allowed to swap one.

Miss Adira thought about this for a while, then agreed, telling

me there’s at least 1, I won”t like. I thought about this for a

minute then picked number 2.

Watch only cartoons for a week, choosing only 3 channels.

Then Daddy and I got caught playing without permission.

Master was furious and banned us from playing for a month.

Its finished from today thank goodness. But coz I’m a good girl,

I realised I’d broken one of Miss Adiras rules too. When we got

caught out, she had told me to always ask to play, even if you

don’t think you will, whenever you see us, just ask for permission.

So this meant I hadn’t done as I was told again. So I had to own

up.

So Miss Adira set me some lines, on different coloured pieces

of paper. I presumed she meant on both sides, so started to do

both, when I mentioned it to Miss Adira, she said, ” You never

asked if you were to write on both sides. You should know never

to presume, always ask”. So I carried on doing them on one side

only. Because then she wanted me to do some origami flowers

with the paper I’d used for the lines.

I went all out and instead of 6 little flowers, I made 6 big, sunflower

type of flowers, put a stem on them, bought a plastic beaker that

I used as a plant pot, decorated the pot, and put the flowers in,

I must admit I was quite proud of them. So when I gave it to Miss

Adira, she was surprised and loved it.

When the week of 3 hours of TV was over, I really didn’t fancy

watching cartoons all day, so I asked if this could be swapped.

Miss Adira thought about it and agreed,

But,

I had to make 3 origami piggies, Miss Adira sent me a YouTube

video of which he wanted, plus give her 2 orgasms when we next

play. When Daddy heard about the piggies he decided he wanted

one too. So I had to make 4. But for Daddy’s piggy, I had to write

a poem on the back of it. I’m not great at poems.

Then I missed a task with Daddy, so he sent me a YouTube clip,

how to make an origami Jet plane. Omg, how hard is that,

I tried and tried, and just couldn’t get it. The video was going too

quick, so I told Daddy and he sent me an easy version.

Could I do it ? No. I tried until the paper was ripped and until my

eyes wouldn’t focus and I was becoming very very frustrated.

And I was running out of time. So all I could do was give him the

best of the ones I did. And yes it was rubbish but I am determined

to do it again. But I know origami is going to be added to

punishments and possibly just given to me for summit to do.

Miss Adira has already said she wants a farm of origami animals.

Miss Adiras erotic story. Chapter 6.

Chapter 5. Sunday 13th April.

For the next 2 days Dakota looked after her girl, she helped bathe her, dry her, rub cream on her swollen bottom and helped her back into bed. They had every meal together in bed, watching Disney films and others they both liked. Stephie was a little girl, 100% but Dakota did not want to be her Mummy, she was happy being her Mistress, she could act the stern, hard, serious Domme / teacher but also the soft, gentle Mistress who just wanted to care for her little. Give her cuddles, kisses and just enjoy that special time together. Just like now, though she had her fill of Dance Moms, a TV show Stephie loved. “ Tomorrow I want you up and about, normal tasks etc will begin again. I also want you to do extra punishments for your behaviour during my play. I will leave your notebook out and the lines I want you to write. I want 20 pages, both sides, done by Friday. You may do them in pretty colours. As its Monday tomorrow, I am back at work, so you can get back into the swing of life with your favourite non-spanking punishments. I will leave some Maths and spellings for you to learn, before your  bedtime I will give you a little test. If I feel you are not trying, you will be going to bed with a very sore bottom. I also want you to do half an hour contemplation time after I leave for work, so you can think I about me and how you are going to for please me every day. I also think a morning maintenance spanking should start again before I go to work. So maybe 30-50 with Little Devil then your contemplation time. A nice sore bottom will remind you to be a good girl for me, won’t it!” She grinned, an evil devilish smile. Stephie just replied, “ Yes M’am.”

Dakota played up their dinner, cheese and onion pie, sauteed potatoes and vegetables, she insisted Stephie ate her veg. When they first met, Stephie’s meal were horrendous, loads of wasted calories and no fresh fruit or veg. Dakota very quickly taught her that this was not acceptable, she had to look after her body, inside and out. Today’s dinner was high in calories but Stephie had asked for it, so for once she allowed it. Dakota did al, the cooking in their house, she quickly learnt that Stephie could burn anything and everything, so it just worked out safer for her to do it. But she expected things to be ready to cook when she came home, veg prepared and Stephie made sure they had the ingredients for whatever they were having out and on the side ready for her Mistress. After dinner Stephie would run her a bath, wash her hair, wash her body then leave her to relax in the hot water, whilst Stephie then cleaned the kitchen. She was normally finished at the same time Dakota was out of the bath.

Sitting in bed, Stephie was wolfing her dinner down, “ Slowdown Stephie, you will get indigestion.” Stephie slowed for 2 mouthfuls then went quick again.  Quickly Dakota took her plate away, “ I take it you don’t want to listen to me.” She put the plate on the tray, taking her cutlery to, as she continued with her own dinner. , Stephie pouted and folded her arms moodily, before catching one glance from Dakota then she immediately placed her hands on her knees and stopped pouting, though that was hard to do. “ Good girl, now would you like your dinner back ?” She asked. “ Yes please Dakota. I’ll eat it slowly. “ Stephie said in her child like voice. “ Here you are, but I won’t tell you again.” Dakota told her. “ No, M’am, you won’t have to.” Stephie said eating her dinner again, leaving nothing on her plate.” Thank you, that was yummie,” she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Well I couldn’t tell you didn’t like it,” Dakota laughed.”You won’t have room for any pudding,” “Puddin……..” Stephie yelled, bouncing up and down on the bed before she felt tremendous pain all over her bottom, “Ouchie….” Dakota laughed, “Apple crumble and custard.” Stephie clapped her hands together, “Loads of…….” “Yes loads of crumble just for my princess,” Dakota said, putting everything on the tray and left the room. “Carry on with Dance Moms whilst I heat up the custard,” she called as she went downstairs.

Quickly Stephie climbed out of bed, she had spotted something and she needed to hide it quickly. Dakota must have been through her drawers to get her some pyjamas. But her rummaging had dislodged a bag that was hidden at the back of the drawer. Painfully, Stephie tiptoed to the drawer, getting it out she squashed the bag as small as it would go then shoved it right at the back of the wardrobe, behind all the rows of wrapping paper, it wouldn’t be found there, she thought, then she tiptoed back to bed. Her breathing had just slowed down as Dakota walked in with their pudding. Putting the tray on the bed, she climbed into bed next to Stephie, handed her pudding to her, telling her to be very careful as it was very hot, as Stephie tucked in. Dakota watched her and chuckled, Stephie had such funny habits when it came to food. She watched as Stephie took spoons of apple and custard, leaving the crumble until last. She always does this with any crumble, pie even something like a pineapple upside down cake. The fruit would be eaten first, she grinned, shaking her head, Dakota sat and enjoyed her pudding.

At the end of that Dance Moms episode, Dakota got up, “Right Princess, I’m going to run you a bath, then you can snuggle into bed and watch a Disney movie until 8.30pm. Then it’s sleep time.” “8.30…but why. That’s not my bedtime Dakota.” Stephie whined. Dakota just looked at her,”Bedtime at 8pm. No TV, you may read instead,”Then she walked out of the room as Stephie opened her mouth like a goldfish, wanting to say more but changed her mind. So she sat and sulked instead.

Dakota piled the dishes in the sink then went to run the bath. She knew very well that Stephie will be sulking in bed and she was not going to tolerate that. “Baths ready baby,” Dakota called to Stephie, who ignored her as Dakota called again. She did not like to say things more than once, Stephie was being insolent now.

Dakota strode into the bedroom, furious with her, Stephie was hiding under the quilt. In one motion Dakota swung the quilt away, then slapped Stephie’s ass hard, half a dozen times, she squealed and tried to crawl away. “Stephie, this is the third time. Bath. NOW.”

Dakota stared at her, her arms folded over her ample chest, silently Stephie climbed out of bad, pouting then went and got into the bath. Dakota followed her as she sunk into the hot soapy water, the welts, bruises and cuts stung like crazy but sensibly she chose not to complain. “ After your little performance, you will go to bed after your bath and colour me a nice picture as an apology until 8pm. Then it’s lights out. Understand ?” Dakota asked sternly. “Yes M’am,” Stephie said quietly. “ Of course you will be going to bed with a sore bottom again. Don’t think for a minute you will get away with that show of insolence.” “I was only messing….” Stephie tried to tell her. “Do I look like I’m messing?” Dakota asked. Stephie shook her head.

“Right let’s get you washed first.” Dakota loved this time together, bathing her little girl, caring, nurturing her. “Wash your hair in the morning sweetheart, I don’t like you going to bed with damp hair. Now, stand up please.” Stephie did as she was told, thinking she was getting out, until she noticed Dakota holding the awful wooden bath brush. “Please Dakota, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again.” Her pleading fell on deaf ears. “Bend over and hold the taps.”

With her lip quivering, Stephie bent over, grabbing the taps.”Do not let go of those taps Stephie.” Dakota moved her left arm over Stephie’s body, pushing her back / tummy downwards, so her bottom stuck out more. “Hold position,” she ordered then she began. Dakota didn’t believe in baby taps, play spankings should hurt a lot, punishment should hurt a damn sight more. After 10 swats on each cheek, she could see 2 perfect  crimson circles and a white smaller circle in the middle. Blisters appearing already, tears were falling as Dakota told her to bend lower. She whalloped her sit spots quickly, Stephie howled in pain and began to jiggle up and down. “Still.” Sakota ordered, hitting the back of her legs so 2 red circles broke through her pale skin. She pushed her body down lower and decided then to hold her there as she was still able to spank her soundly in this position. Her sit spots were raw by the time she had finished or maybe not. “Dunk your bottom in the water then get back into position,” she ordered as Stephie slowly lowered her bottom into the hot soapy water, the water stung her skin crazily, she imagined nettle spanking must feel similar. Shakily she got up again and bent right over once more. “I’m s….s….sorrryyy Dakota, please no more.” Stephie begged but she knew it would be useless to beg.Sulking, pouting, sassiness, ignoring her Mistress was strictly forbidden. But with all the punishments she has had over the last few days, Stephie was really finding it hard to cope. “I will not tolerate bratty behaviour Stephie. We’ve had a lovely day, resting in bed and now you’ve ruined it by arguing and refusing to get into your bath.” Every word came with a very hard swat to her sit spots mainly, but deliberately she went central, over her crack and happy spot. The circles were now a deep purple, the white circles still in the middle, her bottom was covered in welts, bruises, little cuts, blisters from the bath brush, some burst and were bleeding, but she didn’t care. It was not serious, the cuts and bruises would heal in time and Stephie would feel this for a week or so and so she should.

The bath brush continue its brutal attack, “Do you understand Stephie ?” Dakota asked sternly, ” “Yes Dakota, I’m sorry…….really I am.” Stephie wailed, grateful to hear Dakota put the brush away. “Come here little one,” Dakota told her gently, as Stephie flew her arms around Dakota’s neck, hugging her tightly, tears still falling . She was still stood in the bath as she hugged her mistress, knowing she was now forgiven. “Right stand up, let me check your bottom.” Dakota ordered. Stephie stood up, one hand supporting herself on the wall. Dakota grabbed the sponge and carefully cleaned Stephies bottom and legs. There were quite a few bad cuts now, they would need plasters.  She then helped Stephie climb out of the bath, dried her off and brushed her hair. Handing Stephie her toothbrush, already filled with toothpaste, Stephie brushed her teeth whilst Dakota stuck some Little Miss Naughty plasters on the worst areas of her bottom. Six plasters were needed in the end.

Teeth brushed, Dakota got Stephie into her pyjamas. My Little Pony pictures were all over them. She  looked too damn cute now, freshly bathed, ready for bed, soon she would be hugging her cuddlies, the rabbits ear will be folded a certain way so she could suck her finger, whilst stroking the fur of the rabbits ear. Dakota kissed Stephie deeply before taking her hand, leading her to the bedroom. She knew Stephie was struggling to walk after her last spanking and it was now even worse getting into bed.Stephie climbed in on her side, so she never sat on her bottom. “Where’s your pencil case and colouring book sweetheart ?” Dakota asked softly. “Downstairs M’am on the settee.” Stephie said. Dakota stood up and went to get it, as suspected on her return, Stephie had organised her cuddlies, the rabbits ear folded, finger in her mouth, stroking the ears fur. Dakota passed Stephie her colouring book and pencil case. “Now you only have 20 minutes to colour, lights out at…….?”She asked. “8pm M’am.” Stephie ended the sentence with her finger in her mouth still. “Good girl, I will come and check on you soon. Now don’t forget, you will have a lot of homework to do tomorrow whilst I am at work. I will leave everything out for you. But hopefully I will speak to you in the morning. Now do some colouring, nigh night baby.” Dakota said quietly, leaving the room, she left the door open a little, knowing she would be back up to check on her just after 8pm, checking to see if the light was off.

Dakota headed downstairs to sort all the homework she was going to do tomorrow.     

Miss Adiras erotic story. Chapter 3.

Chapter 3. Sunday 17 March.

She had had enough. The leg shaking was always the sign. But Dakota had not finished. Another large drop landed directly on her nipple, then another as Stephie cried out, shaking, trying to twist away. Dakota had had enough, grabbing one breast, she squeezed hard, taking one earphone out, she just said, “ Still,” then put it back. Stephie immediately stopped moving, sobbing quietly, gasping when her breast was let go, eventually DAkota walked away, blowing the candle out. She was not happy with Stephies behaviour at all today, her moving and screaming had ruined her fun, she needed to deal with this now.

Dakota released her from her harnesses, helping the shaky Stephie down from the stools. She removed the blindfold and earphones then released the bit gag. Stephie shook her arms and legs to get the blood flowing again, tears still fell quietly. “ You’ve disappointed me today Stephie, you know you are not permitted to move, wriggle, make so much noise. You’ve let me down, let yourself down. And ruined my play. Now you will be punished for it.” Dakota told her firmly. “ Please Dakota, I’m sorry, please no more, I can’t take any more. “ Stephie pleaded, lifting her hands up to beg but she knew it was a waste of time.

Dakota moved a dining room chair to the middle of the room, “ Come here and kneel on the chair.” Stephie followed her instruction immediately, “ Now lean over and touch the floor, “ pausing for a second before she did it. Embarrassed now as her bottom stuck out and up, knowing whatever was going to happen now, was going to hurt a lot more than what had already happened. Her skin was taught and tight meaning every stroke of a pain implement would hurt like hell. Then Dakota went away for a second, leaving the room before returning with something in her hand. She walked over to the table and began peeling a ginger root, breaking it into two pieces, she quickly, expertly carved each one into a butt plug shape, once satisfied she went back to her naughty sub. Stephie began shaking when Dakota rubbed one ginger plug over her happy spot, noticing how wet she was. Then she inserted that one into her bottom hole, it slid in easily with her own juices over it, the she rubbed the other one all over her happy spot, knowing it would be burning already, then she pushed in into her happy spot hole.

Stephie was already squirming, the heat and pain a piece of root ginger caused was incredible. Satisfied, Stephie was already squirming and uncomfortable, she walked over and picked the dragon cane from her display wall, just as Stephie looked up and saw it. A horrified, pleading look came to her face, Dakota smirked. “ You’ve been a bad girl Stephie, ruining my play is very naughty isn’t it ?” She paused for an answer. “ Yes Dakota, it’s very naughty.” Stephie tried to say more but her voice was shaking too much. “ With each stroke, you are to say, 1, I will not ruin my Mistress’s play. 2, I will not ruin my Mistress’s play.” Dakota said tapping the cane on her crimson bottom.

Teaching my dog to be a brat.

I always said your dogs are like your owners.
Mine are short, over weight and have bad hips.
Just like me. Except I’ve more issues.
Muffin does a cracking death stare.
I do too.
Muffin gets in mega moods when told off.
Well yes, you guessed it, so do I, tho mine are usually proper tantrums.
Muffin does a cracking dirty look when told off. Different to death stare.
I do too.
Muffin doesnt believe she shud have to do stuff.
I try my best to get out of doing stuff. IE; ( Punishments )
Muffins sleep is rubbish.
Mine is too.
She loves choccy and all the wrong stuff.
I do too.
Just told her off for chewing leg and I got an eye roll and a humph.
Mmmmm think thats a bit, no a LOT like me. Lol.
I must be teaching her right.

My day with Miss Adira.

A day with Miss Adira.

I always look forward to spending the day with Daddy or Miss Adira, usually we have stuff planned but my back has been so bad and I’m still getting at the most 2 hours of sleep a night, I don’t have much energy to really enjoy being with them.

Last Saturday I went to the cinema with Daddy, watched the first 10 minutes, then fell asleep, only to wake up to see the ending.

A few days ago, Miss Adira said if your back is okay, we could go to the park, and have lunch in the cafe there. And the weather was really nice this morning, so I was hopeful we could go.

But my back was pooped. Yesterday I ended up at my Mums, a physiotherapist came to see her, and was asking what equipment Mum needed in the house. Dad wasn’t sure so phoned me, I ended up going round. After the physio had gone I stayed whilst Mum and Dad had lunch, I’d already had mine, then Dad asked if I could stay for longer, so he could go shopping. I said yes, so sat and watched TV with Mum.

(Quick recap if you don’t know, Mum has just spent 6 weeks in hospital, had a pacemaker fitted, then 2 weeks in a respite care home until the staff had a care plan sorted for her. When and what do we want the carers to do for her at home. Her dementia/alzheimers has progressed quite a bit understandably so, and has been very confused, as we counted up that she had been in 12 different beds around the hospital and care home. Me and Dad have been at the hospital every day for 5~6 hours a day, and its played hell on my body. Having come close to having a breakdown, I phoned my useless, selfish brother, telling him, me and Dad need him to actually do something and visit Mum, so me and Dad can have a rest. I was worried about my 84 yr old Dad doing too much, he was worried about me doing too much and my back not coping. Master, Daddy and Miss Adira have been worried sick about me, saying I’m doing too much. But I can’t expect Dad to cope on his own. I just can’t do that. But Master pointed out that it was affecting us/our family. I can’t move by the time I’m home, I’m falling asleep at 5pm, so having no time to do general housework, shopping, even my dogs have missed having me home and are acting up for attention. Anyway, now Mum’s home, the carers lovely, Dad looks less stressed, I think I can start to relax a bit. I’m still driving them to hospital trips etcs, we’ve found if Dad isn’t stressed coz he’s not driving, then Mum doesn’t have a tantrum. But as Master pointed out, I shouldn’t be driving their manual car because it affects my back. A 10 minute trip I could just about cope with but nothing more. So I’m going to look into these ambulance taxis for them)

So back to the real reason for my blog. Where was I up to……..

Ahh yes, going to the park today with Miss Adira. But no, it didn’t happen. Master said early this morning, if my back was ok then yes, but going how I struggled walking to the car from Dad’s to walking to our house once home, the chances were slim. Daddy asked how I was, I said sore enough to have a diazepam, he immediately said you’re not going to the park then. So I was gutted.

So Miss Adira came round in her more leisurely clothes, she knew she wasn’t going to be spanking me today, maintenance or the awaiting punishment still due. She likes to be dressed appropriately when spanking me.

We had a coffee, Miss Adira had to spend time with the dogs, then we drove to Subway to buy lunch, came back home, got naked and had lunch on the bed, the dogs were given a chew so they were happy on the bed too. Once a very nice lunch was scoffed, Miss Adira went under the throw covering the bed, I was still munching my crisps. Dave snuggled up next to Miss Adira, taking up my space, which made us giggle. I told him Miss Adira was my Mistress not his, she was Mummy J to Dave and Muffin.

I finished my lunch, ( I’m a slow eater ) tidied everything away, then tried to snuggle next to MIss Adira. I asked Dave to move, which he did by about 10 cm. Making us both giggle again. Eventually he moved down the bed, so I could snuggle into Miss Adira, my cuddily was with me and we continued to watch a 4 part series which she had read about, called When They See Us.

I was stroking her sexy boobs, playing with her nipples more than I did last week, just enjoying being together when I started to fall asleep. I heard myself snoring on and off, still stroking her, I thought I was just doing this all the time, I thought I’d been watching the TV, stroking her, just occasionally thinking I must have nodded off, snored and woke up again. I’d fed Miss Adira some chocolate buttons, having some myself, But no, apparently I was asleep, only waking when I snored so loudly it woke me up, then I continued stroking her. I missed 3 of the 4 part series.

I feel really guilty though, Miss Adira didn’t come round for me to just fall asleep on her, she said she didn’t mind and knew I needed to catch up on sleep and rest my back. So that was it, our exciting day together. I never played with her properly, never even snogged her today, I feel like I’ve let her down a bit, not giving her the attention she deserves. We never even did my mock tests for my homework. And the worst thing is I still feel really tired and though she said I could go to bed at my normal time now as I’d had a nap, I think I will be going to bed soon.

Daddy’s blog for May.

The diary of Manho the Daddy….

Part three….

So recap whilst I drink a nice cold bottle of cider,

in July 2017 me and the pigster entered into an open marriage as she being the greedy

piggy she is wanted more cock and dabble with her bi side.

So over the year we both had some fun but I think if I remembers correctly Piggy started

to chat with Master, (Sir G), on the swingers web site in June 2018,

or could be the beginning of July 2018, anyway I digress, So anyway Piggy started chatting

and from what I could read as I had access to said site things were going rather well,

both my Little Minxs and Master was on holidays down in Essex at a nice relaxing naturist

farm and Master was still chatting to Piggy, now Piggy was looking for a Dom and certainly

liked what she saw with Master.

So after a week or so and when they both came home we set up a group chat on the old

WhatsApp and then I started to speak with my Little Minxs, I must admit I was rather

quite nervous as this was to different, not the same as going to a swingers club or party,

so me and Little Minxs got chatting and Piggy and Master was chatting on their own and

we had the group chat as well.

After a few days chatting Little Minxs wanted another Dom in her life and thought I would

be a good Dom, now if I’m honest I never gave this side of a dynamic or relations a

second thought, however I was rather quite open to the idea, so I asked Little Minxs

if there would be a possibility of having a face time chat so I could speak to her rather

than texting on Whatsapp, so I think it may have been a Wednesday afternoon I face timed

Little Minxs, and God was I bloody nervous but for no reason because as soon as she

answered and we started speaking, after a couple of minutes it felt like we knew each

other for years, so we chatted for a hour or so and said our good byes for now and

I then thought yes I could be your Dom, it would be learning as you go but Master would

be a really good teacher as he has years of experience at this.

Now a few days later things took an unexpected twist to things when Little Minxs asked

me If I would be her Daddy Dom as she had always wanted a Daddy Dom and thought

my personality best suited that type of dynamic, as after doing the face timing she said

you are kind and gentle but strict when needed to be, so I said I would and after

further conversations regarding this and reading a lot on this style of relationship,

I was a lot more confident in being a Daddy Dom for my Little Minxs, thus how the her

name came as she asked her Daddy to name her and that’s what I first thought of her as.

So after a few weeks of chatting we agreed a first meet at Blackpool as Master was at a

car show with the Westfield one of his rather cool cars and so me and Piggy drove up

Sunday morning parked up and both let Master and Little Minxs know we had arrived

and was a few minutes away.

So, me and Piggy walked along the sea front and Piggy asked if I was nervous,

and the thing is I was excited like a little schoolboy but not nervous.

Master was going to meet his two new subs in person, although originally he only

wanted the one sub but was willing to take on the Piggy, 😉, as well, and I was going to

meet my Little Minxs, I had planned on taking her to Build A Bear Workshop to buy her

first teddy from Daddy.

So, as we approached the rather large line of vehicles along the promenade we managed

to find and meet both Master and Little Minxs, Little Minxs was sat down out of the sun

and stood up and God she took my breath away, she was dressed in a beautiful dress and

make up on, but how petite she was, I mean four foot nothingness but beautiful and

certainly lived up to the name I gave her, Little Minxs and very much to this date living up

to her name.

We all started to chat about God only knows what then decided to go for lunch at

Harry Ramsdens, we had lunch and then I took Little Minxs to Build A Bear so we could get

her first treat off Daddy, she pick a beautiful teddy and a nice outfit,

nd she named her Little Minxs as well.

After that we went for coffee and chatted loads and then we had our first kiss together

and that was special to me and then realised at that moment that this was it, I’m now

Little Minxs Daddy and must do everything to look after an protect her.

We slowly made our way back to the sea front where Master and Piggy was chatting, a

nd they seem very happy.

Now I do certainly remember Piggy either saying something or rolling her eyes at Master

and got a rather nice slap across her face, I was when seeing this at aww and in shock,

as I would never of done this to her, as if I did she would kill me to death, although many

times have thought of it though, but she turned to Master and apologised,

and believe me this is not the first time Piggy has said or done something

that would get her into trouble with Master.

So we had a wonderful first meet and all was happy……

Next chapter I will talk about the past year as we are nearly one year in our relationship

and very happy, until then…………..

Daddy was in trouble for not doing the blog on time so Master told him to draw a sketch. It didn’t need to be related to the blog, but would be nice. I think Daddy had forgotten how big my ass is when he drew this though. Lol.

Missed 3 tasks.

Forgot tasks.

On Thursday I forget to do 3 tasks for Miss Adira.

My pose.

My booby or happy spot photo.

A photo or video to make her smile.

I was extremely tired, then sulked when Miss Adira set me an early

bedtime. I had done lots of photos because that was the day I took

my erotic pose photos for her. But coz i was in a mood i didnt send

them.

The next morning I got a message basically telling me im missing 3

tasks.

No consequence was mentioned then.

A bit later i got pick 3 numbers between 1 and 6.

Oh god, Miss Adira and Daddy do love to do this number thing.

What do i pick, what do i pick.

Okay here goes, im looking at the numbers thinking should i

change my mind.

No. Here goes, 1, 3, 5.

1.3 hours of tv a day for a week.

3. 3 minute cold shower, every 3 days for 3 weeks.

5. A 30 minute foot rub for herself, Master and Daddy.

I looked at them and cringed at the cold shower and foot rub.

I hate feet, i mean i really hate feet.

I begged Miss Adira to let me swop one.

Okay she said, you have 5 minutes to choose.

Oh what number, what number.

Will any give me pain, i asked.

Maybe she replied.

Oh that didnt help. Should i ? What number ?

Then i just pressed 2.

Now 2 was a follow on from number 1.

3 hours of tv ecery day for a week, watching only cartoons.

Choose 3 cartoons.

What……was she serious. What was i supposed to do in the day.

What about Emmerdale my fav soap and love island starts on

Monday.

Can i watch Disney films ? i asked.

If u want to watch the same film every day. She replied.

When she showed me the other choices, i shudda picked 4.

Do lines.

But very glad i didnt pick 6, 30 with the loopy didnt sound fun.

Ive still gotta choose the cartoons.

I may ask if i can watch slightly older aged programmes,

like Drake and Josh or Tracy Beaker.

I loved them when our son was younger.

So i will have to see what she says today.

Here’s the list of consequences for each number.

Missed 3 tasks.

Forgot tasks.

On Thursday I forget to do 3 tasks for Miss Adira.

My pose.

My booby or happy spot photo.

A photo or video to make her smile.

I was extremely tired, then sulked when Miss Adira set me an

early bedtime. I had done lots of photos because that was the

day I took my erotic pose photos for her. But coz i was in a mood

i didnt send them.

The next morning I got a message basically telling me im

missing 3 tasks.

No consequence was mentioned then.

A bit later i got pick 3 numbers between 1 and 6.

Oh god, Miss Adira and Daddy do love to do this number thing.

What do i pick, what do i pick.

Okay here goes, im looking at the numbers thinking should

i change my mind.

No. Here goes, 1, 3, 5.

1.3 hours of tv a day for a week.

3. 3 minute cold shower, every 3 days for 3 weeks.

5. A 30 minute foot rub for herself, Master and Daddy.

I looked at them and cringed at the cold shower and foot rub.

I hate feet, i mean i really hate feet.

I begged Miss Adira to let me swop one.

Okay she said, you have 5 minutes to choose.

Oh what number, what number.

Will any give me pain, i asked.

Maybe she replied.

Oh that didnt help. Should i ? What number ?

Then i just pressed 2.

Now 2 was a follow on from number 1.

3 hours of tv ecery day for a week, watching only cartoons.

Choose 3 cartoons.

What……was she serious. What was i supposed to do in the day.

What about Emmerdale my fav soap and love island starts on

Monday.

Can i watch Disney films ? i asked.

If u want to watch the same film every day. She replied.

When she showed me the other choices, i shudda picked 4.

Do lines.

But very glad i didnt pick 6, 30 with the loopy didnt sound fun.

Ive still gotta choose the cartoons. I may ask if i can watch

slightly older aged programmes, like Drake and Josh or

Tracy Beaker. I loved them when our son was younger.

So i will have to see what she says today.

Here’s the list of consequences fir each number.