Some selfies whilst dying my hair plum colour.

Think someone wants to give my ass a spanking.
Yes please Master
Spank me. Squeeze my ass. Then spank me more.

August blog from Manho the Daddy Dom

August blog for Manho the Daddy Dom….

Well hello there again my avid readers, Manho the Daddy here just signing in to you, for the August edition of my blog. So what has happened in the month of August, well firstly your Manho here went out for a tenting weekend with his good friend A, we and I say we, more like A, found a camping/caravan site between Blackpool and Garstang. Now A had been to this site previously many moons ago. 

So I think it was at the beginning of August, we went for a little Sunday jolly ride up to Fleetwood area, for a spot of fish n chips and whilst we were dining he had said there was a site on the way back home we could stop off and make some enquires, so after lunch we headed towards that location and stopped off at what can only been described as a caravan site, with about eight pitches for caravans and a ruddy big field. So we both pulls up in the main driveway and walked towards the house where we made the enquires, an old lady greeted us with two yapping mutts, so A asked if she would except tents with three motorcycles and after what seemed an eternity she said yes, see the gate down the drive, go through that and you can use the field. Brilliant we both said, how much ? we asked, and again after what seemed an eternity she came back with £7! That was it ? No, £7 per night, per tent but just £7, bargin, I thought as we walked away  and said to A, that was cheap, anyhow we headed back home and discussed it further later that week.

The third weekend in August, A had called the lady to see if we were still ok to come up and camp and she had confirmed that all was good. I had managed to book the Friday off, as the original plan was for us to go up Friday, after work, which meant us getting there about 18.30pm or later and setting tents up. But me having an ok boss, he let me have the Friday off as Holidays.

So the Friday came and we met up near the local Asda, I was there first and my god it was pissing down so much part of me thought I don’t want to do this in this weather, I’m getting to old for shit like this. A little while later, A turned up, with his wife A and he pulled up beside me and said the weather should be clearly later on, with just wind, ok I said as we headed out.

As we were driving up to the campsite, the clouds opened and as we reached the motorway, it was rather nice and sunny, okay it was bloody windy but sunny none the less. We arrived at the site for just after 2pm I think and A wife paid the lady for the camping, where she  charged us £5 instead, so A wife just gave her £30 and left it at that.

Me and A set up his tent first, which was straight forward and then onto mine, again straight forward, as they were both quick pitch tents, then we attempted to erect the tarpaulin, to no avail, as it was proper blowing a gale, we left that, so I went to get my bike, to bring it into the field next to my tent. I removed the side stand plate which stops the bike sinking into soft ground and guess what, I lost my balance and me and my bike started to go sideways with a little shout of help, A’s both ran across and helped me right myself.

Once everything was all set up and we were ready to start the old beer session, and what a Friday night it was, or at least what I can remember of it. We got drunk rather quickly and just talked absolute rubbish then I can just about recall clambering into my tent, semi into the sleeping bag then asleep, I can remember waking up at god only knows what time and I found myself naked, so assumed I got undressed at some point, I needed the toilet so in typical Manho style I was stood in a field, butt naked peeing, well I say butt naked, I had my socks on.

The next morning, me and A woke up, had a coffee to get rid of the slight hangover we both had then decided to have a walk into the village, which was about a half mile away. There were a couple of pubs and a convenience store in which we could top up the beer, we decided to get that later, so the Saturday pretty much panned out as planned, just sat in the field chatting and top up the next beer intake, all in all a really good weekend.

Me and Miss Adira (Piggy) went to see Master and Little Minxs, the Sunday just gone and stayed for dinner, which was a salad. Both Master and Little Minxs have been eating properly over the last few weeks and doing really well, plus they have been walking every day or night, rather damn proud of them both.

Now me and Piggy have been doing a walking challenge and both completed the challenges in really good time, so Piggy’s one was the Inca trail, which was 26 miles and if memory serves me correct, she did that in three weeks, mine was the channel tunnel crossing challenge, a 21 mile walk and I have completed mine, in I think just over two weeks, so I set myself another challenge which is the Hadrian wall challenge, a nice 90 mile stroll which I have set for 12 weeks but need to crack on with this, so will let you all know where I’m up to in next months blog.

Any way me readers until next month….bye bye

Piggy’s (Miss Adira’s) August blog.

Piggy’s (Miss Adira’s) Blog for August

So not much has happened in August, so I’ll tell you what I have planned for September.

So firstly it’s mine and the hubbies anniversary, 13 years that we have been married (suppose I’d better get him a card) we aren’t doing anything. If I’m honest we don’t normally, someone forgot one year and let’s just say it wasn’t me.

Something exciting is happening though on one of the Saturdays, I’m getting a tattoo. What another tattoo you say, why is that exciting! Well this is very special to me, before having C, we unfortunately lost our little girl at 20 weeks. Jessica is very much a part of our family, she certainly has not been forgotten. We talk about her constantly, we have pictures around our home that reference her presence and her being a part of the family. I have been wanting another tattoo in her honour, I have two others for her and one that incorporates both my children.

The one I’m going to get has taken some thought about what I wanted, where I wanted it. I have been researching some elements I wanted to have incorporated within the design but again wanted something quite simple. I wanted a baby loss ribbon, but this needed to be the main body of a butterfly but didn’t want it to be too tatty or simple. Then I wanted to have an element of water colour within it as well. I saw all the ideas that I wanted and sent it to my tattooist who put all the elements and did me a design. I like what he sent to me, I loved the look of it, I have shown it to a few people and they have said it’s really pretty and beautiful. The tattoo is not to the scale that I have had previously, my others have taken up to 6 hours to complete, this one should take no more than 2 hours. I’m really looking forward to getting this done and seeing what the end product looks like.

I will no doubt tell you about it and show pictures on my next blog, take care everyone.

Oh wait we are out of local lockdown so I can finally get my eyebrows done, they are a mess and really need to get sorted out……..

Completely unrelated but funny blog.

My brain has left me for good.

You know when you do things at home without thinking, then an hour later you wonder what the hell were you doing !!!!!

Now for those that don’t know me well I will just briefly tell you about my babies. As I talk about them often.

We have 2 beautiful Cavachons, Dave and Muffin. Yes we have a Dave, as G always wanted a dog called Dave. They’re brother and sister from the same litter.

Now 8 yrs old, they’ve very strong personalities. Dangerous Dave will just do the craziest things ever, often hurting himself when it’s a Bank Holiday, meaning the vet bill will be double.

Muffin is my Princess, the little girl I’ve always wanted. I’ve bought the pink bobbles, hair slides, pink dresses, coats, leads, harnesses. Everything I can find pink or purple she has it.

They’re both very spoilt, meal times can be a nightmare, they won’t eat dog food usually, they may eat cat food but only in gravy. Or I cook, (yes I can boil the dogs food without burning it, sometimes,) I cook lambs heart or chicken legs.

But our Muffi will not feed herself, so naturally as I’m a good Mummy, making sure her baby is fed, I feed her everything by hand.

Dave will never be hand fed, he manages on his own coz he’s a greedy boy.

Anyway, today Dave was pestering me, usually meaning he wants food. They don’t have set meal times,  just whenever they want something.

Without thinking I go, get out a tray of Butcher’s dog food. Now sometimes he will eat this, sometimes he won’t. 

So I goes into the kitchen, gets this tray of food and a cake fork !!!!!!! Now before you say it, no I was not thinking about me eating it, or imagining I was eating a scrummie cake, to go with the cake fork. 

I have no idea why, I’ve never done it before.

Dave sits on the floor, looking hungry, I open the foil lid, begin feeding Dave out of the tray with me cake fork. Still completely unaware what I was doing, Dave scoffed the first tray quickly, still wanting more, so I get another tray. He didn’t eat much of that, so I closed the lid and left it on me table, with the fork on top.

An hour later, Muffin takes her place, sat on my legs, snuggled next to me, sniffing the air. So I got the tray and fork and began feeding her. Surprised she is actually eating it, until she musta stabbed her tongue with the fork. So I had to hold the fork sideways as she licked all the meat of it.

It was only then, that it dawned on me, why have I just fed Dave, Muffi I understand, but Dave ????

And why the hell have I used a fork !!!! A flaming cake fork !!!!!!

I swear the menopause has taken control of my entire body.

I’m more surprised G didnt say something, either that or he’s not surprised by anything I do these days. 

But at least they’ve eaten something so far. And I know if we ever took them somewhere posh to eat, they can eat beautifully with a cake fork. (Shaking my head, oh Lord help me.)

Damn this menopause !!

Can my Doms deal with me and Ogre ?

During health issues, it’s hard to continue with your D/s dynamic 100%. 

A certain time in a woman’s life, it becomes incredibly hard for her to deal with it. And I think it’s during this period you need trust, understanding in your partner, that person that can really listen, try to understand how you feel and sense the difference when their partner is feeling low, snappy, crabby, weepy due to hormones or if she is just being narky, irritable or moody coz she’s just in a mood.

I promise you there is a big difference. 

Why is there? The menopause.

You want to be understood, you need to be able to talk to your partner, explain how you’re feeling, know you have their trust, not just how you feel mentally but physically. I can assure you, in my case, I have the mental desire to be fudged until I cannot move. To be spanked until my ass is bleeding. Unfortunately, physically, I don’t want anyone near me. I’m sore inside and out.

In my polyamorous relationship, I not only have 3 partners, but I’m in a D/s relationship with all of them, I’m their submissive.

And when you have 3 Doms, who are genuinely usually very strict, this is the time they need to understand I am basically going through one of the worst changes a woman’s body can have.

Yes, I’m talking about my menopause and I understand if you don’t want to continue reading. Or I’m not making sense.

It seems I now can turn into this hysterical, inconsolable woman that cannot control my emotions, that can go from happy, laughing to a mood that is dangerously low, (no joke) when the Ogre appears, raging, to this blubbering wreck, crying over nothing. All in a matter of seconds. Day flushes which leave me that yucky I need a shower and change of clothes. I carry fans around with me all the time.

Nothing can prepare you for this change and even with HRT tablets, my hormones torment my body and I don’t feel in control of anything. 

So if I can’t control it, how do my Doms understand it? how do they deal with it? how can they understand if I’m being deliberately naughty or is it my hormones raging? how will they deal with getting a backlash of abuse over nothing? when their normal *good* girl has suddenly turned into a raging lunatic, mouthing off, shouting back, refusing to speak, even sometimes cursing. Everything I know that is against our rules, that would normally bring on a severe punishment, well too be honest, in my right mind, I would never speak as I have done recently, to any of them. But I feel that outta control, God knows what may come out of my mouth.

Because I can promise you, if I struggle to deal with it, how the hell will they. And how do they know how to help?

My Doms can sense I’m not being a brat on purpose, (well not all the time) I’m not throwing a tantrum on purpose, (well not normally,) which will mean coping with the menopause is hopefully going to be more manageable. But in our normal dynamics, I know I would be set a punishment for my attitude, but now it’s harder. I know Daddy has wanted to set serious punishments, at first, but he soon realized this wasn’t me, it was Ogre me. But what misbehavior can be ignored, putting it down to Ogre ? or what can’t be blamed on Ogre, this was me being naughty?

One thing Daddy suggested was, if he phones, just tell him Ogre is visiting, if he hasn’t already sensed it. I had been ignoring his calls when I’ve felt raging because I didn’t want to rage at him and say stuff I’m not supposed to say, but I think this was upsetting him, as he said, “You are my wife No 2, whatever you are dealing with, I want to deal with it too. So even if you’re raging, answer your phone as I may be able to calm the rage down but if it erupts, that’s okay too. Both me and Miss Adira want to be there for you and help if we can. So please just answer the phone regardless of whether the Ogre is out or not.

This worried me at first because I really wanted to be sure Daddy understood what I was feeling. Miss Adira could understand it, though she’s not near the menopause stage yet, she did have awful premenstrual syndrome, so she’s able to have an idea what the moods could be like. I sent Daddy some links about it, and one I found from the man’s perspective. 

He did get a display from the Ogre a few weeks ago when I tried to get him to understand, I burst into tears, Master told Daddy he would phone him back, as I balled like a baby for over an hour.

I think I shocked and upset Daddy to see this different me, but I felt outta control, my body wasn’t mine.

But then again, maybe it was good to show him, as long as he didn’t feel guilty and upset that ‘he’d made me cry’, because he didn’t, the Ogre did.

Now the virus seemed to be going, we’ve managed to have a couple of meets with Daddy and DiDi, no holding hands, (well the odd touching fingers) no kissing, fudging or spankings, just a really nice social meet up. But the virus could be on its second wave, which could bring on lockdowns again.

But when we do finally get to the stage when we can have fun again, I am worried I won’t be able to play much. As my happy spot is very tender inside and out. 

Master and I tried out a little play the other day, the first time in a few months because I just wasn’t interested. One thing is essential, he continually asked if it was okay, talking is a must. Especially as I couldn’t take much play at all. Which was very disappointing, 2 fingers only just inside me before I began to feel uncomfortable. But throughout our play, I told him if it was too much or okay, and this was the same in my ass too. I’m looking into buying some lube that is recommended for women going through the menopause, I use vaginal moisturizer but that really doesn’t do a lot. But when just 2 fingers entered me, I felt like I was being ripped open. And unfortunately, this feeling stayed with me for a few days. 

Master also treated me to a gentle spanking with Little Devil, now I know it’s hard for Master not to wallop me hard, coz that’s how we normally like it, but I asked him if he could be gentle with a paddle and he said, ‘Yes, I’m sure I can. Let’s give it a try.’

And it was lovely, more than lovely. It was very very very enjoyable, we actually giggled a lot during this spanking. As he jokingly barely hit my bottom, asking if that was hard enough? Going from the lightest paddle up to as hard as I could cope with. (Which wasn’t hard at all.) We did laugh about how my pain threshold had more or less disappeared, so when my menopause has passed, I’m hoping to build it up again. 

But I have to explain that even spankings are hard for me to tolerate along with when he fudges me. Like most sexual partners, he gets very excited and then he gets rougher and harder, (which I normally really love) but now, I need him to be very gentle. So at some point I will sit down with Daddy and explain it all, try to get him to understand how I’m feeling physically. And with all 3 of them, the importance of talking throughout your play really is essential.

Over the past few months, I’ve felt like I was having period cramps, I now have to wait to get an appointment to the Women’s Hospital because apparently this isn’t normal. But they have been a bit painful with having severe cramps all the time, sometimes even walking was unbearable. 

I think my Dom’s are really dealing with me as best they can. We did have a couple of months where a good chunk of the rules were put aside, but as I read up more about it, I realized the menopause wasn’t going away after a few months, this could take a few years. And I really wanted to get back into the submissive me again. I decided it was time to restart the rules, so I asked them and they agreed. So now it’s time for me to try to remember to follow them, time for them to set proper punishments. As we are not having any fun spanks or punishments due to the virus and social distancing, choosing different things have been in place over the last 7 months, so I’m hoping now we are restarting the rules properly, any misdemeanours I make, I will receive the appropriate punishments. They are thinking of things that will not bring Ogre out, but will still make me think about what I did wrong, and not do it again.

Two rules I completely forget, and I’m already in trouble for 1;

  1. Not sending Daddy my meals, after every meal, I’m supposed to tell him what I’ve eaten. This doesn’t include snacks as I’m supposed to ask before I have them. But, sssshhhhhh, don’t tell…….as I have been known to snack without asking at all. I had a punishment for this last week. And now I’ve forgotten again.
  2. Asking Miss Adira if I can go for a wee, unless I really am bursting and have to dash, then I just tell her I had to go. This started yesterday, hmmmm not doing well, as I’ve only asked once since yesterday morning.

But the second thing I’m in trouble for is, I forgot to monitor my TV programmes for Miss Adira. I’m only allowed to watch 5 hours of TV between 8 am – 8 pm, and I have to write everything down I watch. Completely forgot last week,  I’m not going to blame it on Ogre, in a hope not to get a punishment for it, I just forgot. And I can’t really say it’s because the rules are new so I’m getting into them, as I’ve had most of these rules for 2 years. 

The fact is, I’ve just not been focused on doing what I’m supposed to do. 

When my Doms are kind enough to forgo some of my tasks over the past few months as I was having a very dark time, now they’ve restarted, I should at least make a decent effort to follow them again.

And between the 4 of us, we should still be able to maintain our D/s lives together, including Ogre, when she turns up because the menopause is not going anywhere. And by the time mine has finished, it may be time for DiDi to begin hers, it’s just one of these things we have to deal with.

For me, accepting the signs of early menopause was bad enough, like this was final, the opportunity for more children had been taken away from me. Even though, with my disability I know I could never carry another baby, it would put too much stress on my degenerative discs, it was hard for my head to accept. I did/do feel as though I’m not a real woman now !!!! This may sound stupid but it’s how I feel. And it’s very hard to accept. But I will, eventually.

In the meantime, my Doms will continue being loving and caring, helping me get through this, whilst also not letting me forget my tasks, rules and anything else. Setting me consequences that will mean I will remember all my tasks from now on.

So, watch this space, I will let you know what happens next.

Miss Adira’s blog for July.

Hi Everyone 

I hope that you are well and still coping well with the current situation. We are all doing good. We have managed to sneak in some meetups. Although you already know this as Aurora has already mentioned this and yes it was nice to see everyone. 

So a bit about what I have been doing, or trying to do. When the lockdown first happened I decided that I should enrol in a HR course, something people have been saying that I should do. With my job I do deal with various staff management and HR issues from staff appraisals and various other issues that arise from working with people. I have been doing this for nearly 20 years. I do not have an official qualification for this though, I do for all my people management and such but not for the HR side of things. 

I’ve started a CIPD Level 5 in HR, this was in April, been struggling with motivation. It is a lot of work assignments. There are approximately 8 different topics that I need to cover, each assignment will have a certain amount of word count and I will also have to submit evidence that I have also been putting some of my learning into practise. 

Therefore this month I have really knuckled down into what I need to do in relation to what it is I need to do and familiarise myself with the site again, where I need to look for things and what it is I need to do to finish this. I have set myself a goal of completing it by January 2021, I have until April 2021 to complete by. 

I know this month is short and sweet, but not much else has been happening. 

Wish me luck with my coursework and that i’ll be able to keep myself motivated 

Manho the Daddy’s blog for July

Manho the Daddy July or maybe August’s blog….

So me avid readers, another Covid fun packed month has past and hopefully this month there will be a little more context in this month’s blog than last month’s as it was commented it was rather, erm, shall we say short

So in the month of July what oh what has been happening in Manho’s world, working would be at the front of everything just a carrying on regardless in that area of my life.

Now it was Masters birthday this month and his Piggy had a wish list from Amazon sent to her for what he would like, so at the beginning of the month we ordered a few items he wanted from his list. The day after his 111th birthday we went to see him and my Little Minxs with his presents and Piggy did him a sweetie box as well, which he very much appreciated. Master cooked us burgers and sausages which were amazing, we socially kept our distance when we were there but it was really nice to see our other family and give Master his presents and just spend time with them both.

Now me and Piggy had a couple of holidays booked this month the first of which was with Master and Little Minxs, we were to be going to Pevours farm which is a naturist farm down in Essex, that was cancelled due to the pending doom and gloom of this bloody woohoo flu and the second week was away was with Piggy’s Mum and Dad down in the west country somewhere, in a Haven campsite and that was cancelled due to Dad still self-isolating, so the first week we cancelled the holidays at work and will reuse them later within the year, the second week we took off and booked a couple of days away at the beginning of the week to a AirB&B, it was a shared property with the owners and basically you had one part of the house and the kitchen was shared use, really nice house, had a hot tub so the child was happy, nice location, but would I do this AirB&B again, in one word Nope, hard to relax and be yourself when the owners of the property live in the same house. Don’t get me wrong they were really nice, however, I personally could not relax fully and fully enjoy myself. Piggy on the other hand enjoyed herself and would do it again. Now at the end of the week I had arranged with a friend of mine to go away for a couple of nights tenting with the motorbikes, so he arranged to look at a couple of campsites in the Lake District and bugger me, we couldn’t get a pitch due to being fully booked until the end of August so that buggered up that plan, ( Little Minxs explained if you have bathroom facilities of your own, you could go to campsites, but tents/caravans with no toilet or washing up facilities were not allowed as all shared toilet blocks/sinks were closed. ) So I then thought I would go out on a limb and ask Little Minxs if we could come down and spend the afternoon with both of them properly and not just a couple of hours like on Masters birthday, so Little Minxs spoke with Master who had to check if he had any plans and hadn’t, due to the weather that was supposed to be raining all weekend. So he said we could come and see them, so me and Piggy stopped off a the sweetie shop near us and bought both Master and Little Minxs some sweeties, Master likes his sherbet, so we picked him a few tubs of sherbet and Little Minxs wanted some aniseed twists and some cinder toffee, which I got. So with the sweeties bought, we made our way to theirs and got there just after 2pm. 

Now on the visit it was a little different, although distancing was in place still, it was nice to be able to sit on the couch with Little Minxs and be a little closer to her. We had a little, just a little bit of hand touching, now I know Little Minxs has made comment on Mr Johnson  and him publicly announcing that people who are in a polyamorous or BDSM relationship can go back to normal, although I am sure I have read that he said everything should be back to some sort of normality by Christmas, although he did not say which year, however as I have said to Little Minxs and Piggy, we would never ever risk either Master, Little Minxs or their sons health by coming seeing them if we did not feel so good or had any inclination that we may have this bloody Covid-19 symptoms and it is pretty much a common sense approach with regards this as this is not going away any time soon.

We stayed at Masters and Little Minxs house all afternoon and watched a film,  which was crap if I’m honest, although Master enjoyed it as it had Tommy Lee Jones in it and he has not done a bad film, bar this one, it was rubbish, we had dinner, a  rather nice Chinese, woohoo flu not included and all in all had a really good afternoon. 

Now I am writing my blog on a Sunday just before I go back into work tomorrow and just after me having a nice 3.3 mile walk. Walking? I hear you ask! In truth I need to lose some weight, I weighed myself a couple of weeks ago and was shocked to see my weight, 15st, I was horrified as this was the heaviest I have ever been and I am not happy with myself at all, I need to do something about it quickly, so both me and Piggy had been speaking over a few days and have seen challenges you can do from the interweb, some small challenges, so there is one which is the channel crossing, in which it is twenty one mile distance and this could be done by either walking, running, swimming or cycling and I logged into their app, through a third party app, so I decided to try it out today though map my walk and take the dog with me, so it took me one hour twenty minutes I think to do 3.3 miles which was a nice pleasant walk, although I needed a pee so I had to take a slight detour and wee in some bushes.

So I got back home after the walk and realised the trainers I had found in the wardrobe where not suitable for walking at all, so I am going to need to invest in some new trainers. Now the other reason I tried this, is I have been having a lot of issues with my left big toe, where is swells up really bad and becomes unbearably painful, this is down to gout and through my ignorance I hadn’t taken my medication to prevent an attack for years and just over a month ago, I had a bad attack, so called the doctors to restart my medication, I then had to go for a blood test to make sure everything was ok and knew that my uric levels would be high but with the medication this should reduce within a couple of weeks. Now a month later I am still having a lot of trouble with the toe to which I called the doctors again and explained the issues I was having and he suggested for me to have an X ray, as the medication I am taking should be in my system and be working, so there could be a underlying issue with that joint, when the results come through, I will let you know and I will keep you updated with the progression of the weight loss and walking I am going to undertake.

Now one last thing and this is to my beautiful Little Minxs, and it is simply Daddy is really sorry for upsetting you earlier this month with calling you ginger, I know you don’t like it and even when Daddy is teasing you, I had never intentionally meant to upset you and make you angry and I promise I will never ever call you or anyone that again I promise,  and I Love you loads……I am sorry x.x.x.x.x

Until next month reader……Bye bye.

Meeting the family today.

Second meet this afternoon with Daddy, Miss Adira and family.

With not seeing our family since early Feb due to Miss Adira hurting her shoulder and then the dreaded Covid. We finally met last week for a few hours, inside the house, for Master’s birthday, it made his birthday that much nicer and we were having dinner together, I’d say we cooked burgers and hotdogs but really that meant, Master did the cooking as we want them edible, and I got the plates out etc. The 4 of us should have had our naturists holiday that week, but it was cancelled. Then this week, Daddy and Miss Adira should have had their family holiday with C and grandparents, but that was cancelled.

So as Daddy has today off for once, they said let’s come over for a few hours, with C and BlueBlue.

Trying to not be as OCD over this virus, I’m more comfy having visitors, usually C goes up to our room, so he has peace and he can either watch our tv or watch YouTube on his phone. But he’s happy doing that. Last week he stayed downstairs, but this week we said for God’s sake, at some point we need to start our lives again so this is the start.C can have our room to watch his stuff.

We would love to be able to play, kiss, just cuddle, but that’s still a No No. But I can’t imagine our Boris Johnson announcing, to the country, for all you polygamists, swingers, BDSM lovers, lovers of any kind who do not live in your household, you may now play without restrictions, no safe distancing needed and you can play without your masks. I can’t really see him saying that. But I think we will just have to wait, see how the virus is going, if it begins to spread or finally die off for now. Be sensible in ourselves, so if one of us is feeling unusually unwell, then we will have to keep to safe distancing.

But it’s so hard seeing each other when we are all desperate to play. Both myself and Miss Adira are in need of a mega release, with spankings, fudging, and multi, multi orgasms. LOL. I know Daddy can’t wait to get his hands on a paddle with my butt out for him and I’m pretty sure DiDi will feel the same, though maybe not another 4 hour spanking session, as her shoulder is still giving her problems, mainly due to the fact everything shut down just after our play day together so she hasn’t really been properly checked out yet. 

But looking forward to a lovely afternoon/evening, sitting seperately, but at least we will be together still. Having a takeaway delivered, and I think Daddy is bringing me some sweeties as a treat.

I’m sure we are not alone in wondering when is it safe to meet with your Dom/Domme or with your lover, so I know we are not the only ones having these issues, but fingers crossed life continues to start looking better and we do not get this second wave. Which is my biggest worry.

Things must be looking better coz I’ve shaved and put some makeup on today. Another way in which I am trying to get life back to how it was. Next stage will be healthy eating, but Master and I are in the getting mentally prepared stage, as we like to call it. Where we spend a month contemplating dieting and then deciding if we can really be bothered or not. But we both know we should do really, it’s just hard work, and we like our goodies too much. 

Here’s to the world slowly getting things going, improving, safer, wearing our masks when we go out is no hardship really compared to the alternatives.

With not seeing our family since early Feb due to Miss Adira hurting her shoulder and then the dreaded Covid. We finally met last week for a few hours, inside the house, for Master’s birthday, it made his birthday that much nicer and we were having dinner together, I’d say we cooked burgers and hotdogs but really that meant, Master did the cooking as we want them edible, and I got the plates out etc. The 4 of us should have had our naturists holiday that week, but it was cancelled. Then this week, Daddy and Miss Adira should have had their family holiday with C and grandparents, but that was cancelled.

So as Daddy has today off for once, they said let’s come over for a few hours, with C and BlueBlue.

Trying to not be as OCD over this virus, I’m more comfy having visitors, usually C goes up to our room, so he has peace and he can either watch our tv or watch YouTube on his phone. But he’s happy doing that. Last week he stayed downstairs, but this week we said for God’s sake, at some point we need to start our lives again so this is the start.C can have our room to watch his stuff.

We would love to be able to play, kiss, just cuddle, but that’s still a No No. But I can’t imagine our Boris Johnson announcing, to the country, for all you polygamists, swingers, BDSM lovers, lovers of any kind who do not live in your household, you may now play without restrictions, no safe distancing needed and you can play without your masks. I can’t really see him saying that. But I think we will just have to wait, see how the virus is going, if it begins to spread or finally die off for now. Be sensible in ourselves, so if one of us is feeling unusually unwell, then we will have to keep to safe distancing.

But it’s so hard seeing each other when we are all desperate to play. Both myself and Miss Adira are in need of a mega release, with spankings, fudging, and multi, multi orgasms. LOL. I know Daddy can’t wait to get his hands on a paddle with my butt out for him and I’m pretty sure DiDi will feel the same, though maybe not another 4 hour spanking session, as her shoulder is still giving her problems, mainly due to the fact everything shut down just after our play day together so she hasn’t really been properly checked out yet. 

But looking forward to a lovely afternoon/evening, sitting seperately, but at least we will be together still. Having a takeaway delivered, and I think Daddy is bringing me some sweeties as a treat.

I’m sure we are not alone in wondering when is it safe to meet with your Dom/Domme or with your lover, so I know we are not the only ones having these issues, but fingers crossed life continues to start looking better and we do not get this second wave. Which is my biggest worry.

Things must be looking better coz I’ve shaved and put some makeup on today. Another way in which I am trying to get life back to how it was. Next stage will be healthy eating, but Master and I are in the getting mentally prepared stage, as we like to call it. Where we spend a month contemplating dieting and then deciding if we can really be bothered or not. But we both know we should do really, it’s just hard work, and we like our goodies too much. 

Here’s to the world slowly getting things going, improving, safer, wearing our masks when we go out is no hardship really compared to the alternatives.

My new little tasks

The little tasks Miss Adira set.

Miss Adira could sense I was getting low, well lower than low. So decided to set me some tasks, get me thinking about other things and get out of the house. 

The first week, the tasks amused me a lot.

  1. Find 2 different types of post boxes, take a photo of each.
  2. Draw a cartoon sketch, no more than 5 boxes.
  3. Find me a funny street name.
  4. Take a picture of you at funny street name.
  5. When in supermarket-find something you think I would like that costs no more than £1

Hmmm, that got my thinking cap on, went on google, searched for rude street names and came across one, Cockle Dicks Lane, found it on my sat-nav, then went off for a drive. It was a beautiful day, so window down, music playing, I located this lane. No 3 and 4 done. On my drive home I searched for different post boxes. Now I obviously got the main UK red post box, but I knew we have ones fitted inside walls, ones half the size of the usual post box. But could I find them? No. But as I drove around, I saw lots of the posh, expensive houses have post boxes in the front gate, gate post or garden wall. Okay, that would work, it is a post box. So No 1 done.

When I went to Tesco to do a grocery shop, I was also searching for this thing DiDi may like. I didn’t want to pick sweets or snacky things, stuff I knew she’d like, I wanted something different. But costing under £1 was the challenge. I looked at the cucumber and thought, well I have an idea what she may do with this but the girth was rather slim. So I went to look for courgettes, butternut squash or aubergines. Now the butternut squash were huge, I mean gigantic, the courgettes were more realistic, so I picked one that looked pretty girthy, popped it on the scales, got a print out of what it cost, 73p. Perfect. No 5 done.

Finally, all I had to do was No 2, the sketch, I thought about a story to do for the cartoon, then did a rough copy. A kinda stick people sketch. But it looked good, DiDi did ask was this something I wanted, coz usually what I write about is something I want to happen for real, or has happened for real, I said I hadn’t actually thought about it, but yes, I do think it sounds fun.

So there was my first-week task done. It was fun, and started to think that maybe if it wasn’t to difficult for DiDi, maybe do this every week, even after the lockdown has finished, though I did ask if there would be consequences if I didn’t complete it. She said no, it’s just a fun game for you, no stressing, no worrying about it, it’s just fun.

That evening she set the next week’s tasks. And it was somewhat more than I thought she’d set.

1) find something historic in your town…

2) go to said location n do me a video telling me some facts and information about said place….at least 1 minutes n more than 3minutes

Okay, I had 2 ideas immediately for this. Studied them on Google, then picked The Round House, which is a famous house for our town. I wrote down what I wanted to say, picked a time where there was no rain, got me selfie stick, and went and did my report. Unfortunately, I managed to delete the video, so I had to do it again. And it was blowing a gale that day.

3)Find street names…where first letter in street names…starts with A,B and C…pictures required

Reasonable task. All I did was drive around side streets searching for the street names.

4) find a diamond picture that you think I’d like…and send link

Hmmmmmmm, okay I’m sure I will find one and did pretty quickly. I think she would love it. She said it was very pretty.

5) write me a very Erotic story…no more than 1 A4 page…

My mind began swirling around ideas, there was one thing my Mistress would love me to do, but she won’t force me to do it, and that is for me to go down on her. I have a bit of a thing about bodily fluids in those areas. Anyway, I chose this as my main subject of the story. If I’m allowed, I will type it out and post it.

6) plan me my ideal 3 course meal…( just a hint) we still may be going away in October 😉

This may take some thinking, wonder if Daddy can help with this. I later asked Daddy but he said he’d been told not to help. GGrrrr.

Thinking about what she would normally eat if we went out. I will be honest, Daddy did give me some ideas but I wrote it out as if it was a set Menu.

7) take me 3 sneaky pics of Sir without him knowing ( they cant be all of him watching tele)

Reasonable one, completed fairly quickly.

8) find me something online that costs no more than £3 that you think I’ll like..has to be kink related

This I thought would be easy, but it was quite hard finding something kink related. Everything in the kinky online stores had nothing under £5, even in the sale so I thought outside the box. What would I fancy ? Everything I thought of didn’t work out coz they were too expensive. So I came up with a punnet of strawberries, a pack of Nutella And Go, (a snack pot, half Nutella, half biscuit fingers) and finally squirty cream. For me, you could do some good kinky stuff with this lot.

9) find me 3 lampposts…that have a 7,3,1 and a 0..they have to be a minimum of let’s say 3 miles away from your house and have to be on different streets…here’s the challenge….1st lamppost has to be over 3 miles away…lamp post 2 ..has to be 2 mile away from 1st lamppost…and lamppost 3 has to be 1 mile away from 2and lamppost…and I’dike street names of were each lamppost is…4 can be anywhere you choose….

This one, well I read, re-read, re-read again. Okay, this one is a challenge. I needed to use the trip-meter in my car and had no idea where it was. I asked Master and E but all they said was, I’d ask Google. Very helpful. So on Thursday as it was the last one I had to do, I went off on this exploration. Firstly I need this trip-meter. So I asked Google, well I actually asked the car first, but she didn’t help. Google took me to YouTube, with many videos showing how to find it. Eventually, I got on the screen, Do you want to reset trip-meter, Yes or No. I clicked Yes. And it worked. Cool…… So I had to drive 3 miles away or more, then find a lamppost. Reset the trip-meter, for 1 mile, did the second lamppost, reset trip-meter for another 1 mile, and did the next lamppost. This actually sounds simple, but finding a lamppost with a particular number on it and drive was tricky, so I went down side roads that were quiet if there were any cars behind me, I stopped and let them carry on. Finally, I did a drive around to find lamppost 4, this could be anywhere so I didn’t need the trip setting.

Miss Adira was very happy with my task for the week, the erotic story got her tingling, which I smiled about, I’ve now learned, ( I think,) how to find the trip-meter, though if I don’t use it again for months I may have to look it up again. But I was really chuffed with myself for actually finding it myself. Not needing Master or E’s help.  I was curious to see what tasks would come next. Also wondered what the 10th one wudda been if I completed it too quickly, as she said it was a biggen.

Later last Sunday I got this week’s task. 

1) find shops that spell out my name…cannot duplicate shops….n I’ll have my full name please, Miss Adira.

2) I liked the historical info…so I’d like a historical area/street- same as before, go to said location n do me video telling me that historical info

3) give me a list/info to what you think my perfect evening with you would be- after I’ve had my favourite 3 course meal

4) find me a sexual toy that we could both enjoy that would be new to us both. That would cost less than £20 n send me the link

5) find me an erotic short story- needs to be short as reading bores me- so needs to hold my attention

On the way to see my folks yesterday, I looked for ideas for the first task. Find shop names and take a photo. Now my first thought about this task was that I would not be going to town, walking around the streets, minging with other people, to find shops. And I told Miss Adira, who said well leave it then. Then I began to think if there was a way I could do it without being close to other humans, that’s when I thought maybe I could do it, driving through towns, taking the photo through the car window. That would work. So driving slowly through the village I spotted 2 shops next to each other that I needed. There was no one on the road, on either direction, now I know you should not park on zig zaggy lines, by a pedestrian crossing, but there was no one near, and I knew I would be only a few seconds, so I grabbed my phone, going to take a photo of each shop, until I heard a horn beeping and there was a traffic enforcement officer in his van, telling me to move on. Blimey did he not know I was on a task. I shudda known better really, especially as both Daddy and Miss Adira work for traffic enforcement, in different towns. So I waited until I was on my home to stop in a legal place to then take some photos. BUT, when I told Daddy, he wasn’t best impressed, he said if he had stopped me he would’ve given me a ticket, which would be a £1000 fine plus 3 points on your license. “Do you really think you were right to stop there ?” he asked. “Well no, but I was only gonna be a few seconds,” I said.

As I obviously wasn’t gonna admit I was wrong, even though I know I was, I ended up getting a consequence.

This is the message Daddy sent to the family group chat;

“Right just been speaking to a certain someone, who thinks it’s ok to stop on a pedestrian crossing to take photos and gets annoyed when asked to move…..so this certain someone has to do a 1500 word essay on why white zigzags are down, why WE DO NOT stop on them, the legal consequences on stopping on them……for next Monday…….we all know who this certain someone is…

There are things I could say to this, but I will be sensible and be a good girl and just get on with it.

I’ve decided on the historic fact I want to talk about and I wrote my speech so that one is half done, for No 2. I have completed No 3, and written down what will follow after our 3-course meal. I’ve found a short book I think for No 5, I hope DiDi enjoys it, I’ve read it and it’s very good. The only issue is, it comes in 4 parts, and Miss Adira is not really a reader, but I found, as soon as I read the first part, I was hooked and had to buy the series. So I do think she will get hooked after the first book because she will want to see what happens next.

For No 1, I’ve found 4 shops so far, got another 5 to find, so I will have a drive around again, but be sensible and follow the highway code.

No 4, oh boy this is a hard one. Trying to think about what toys we’ve not got, even if we’ve got them but not tried them, and I really am struggling. I’m going to have to go through all the kinky shops and see what we’ve not tried. Just whilst typing this out, I’ve had 2 ideas, but 1 I know Daddy will not let us do at all coz I’ve already discussed it. So I will have a look and see if I can think of anything else. .if not, I will choose the idea I’ve just thought of.

feeling down

Feeling extremely down.

Over the years I have suffered with some form of depression, I’m not ashamed of it or to say it, I feel people do need to be very open about it then maybe others can understand it more.

Postnatal depression was the first, thankfully not lasting too many years.

When I had my accident at work, 16 years ago and popped 5 discs, finding out I’d 5 degenerative discs in my lower back, followed by many many other health issues following on from my back injury, I was told I’d never be able to work again. At 34 years old, this became a very hard thing to accept. I was now disabled. I was treated terribly by my boss, who laughed at my injury, when I lost control my bladder she was hysterical. I think she believed I was putting it on, that my back hurt only a tiny bit, she had a bad back so I think she thought it was something and nothing, and as for my bladder, I do think she thought it was general leaking you get when you are older. Not a full out accident, I felt nothing of my bladder, until it became so full, I would wet myself. But I never knew it would happen or worse, where it would happen. Thankfully I had an operation a few years ago so I can now feel it.

But all this took a bad effect on me and I was back on anti-depressants, it took years before I could drive past where I worked, say its name, even longer to say my boss’s name. I’ve seen her twice in the 16 years since I left and each time I’ve wanted to punch her lights out, I see her smirk as I’m walking slowly, using a walking stick.

Now I just say, F**k You to myself, I’m better than her and I’ve still managed to have a great life. Which is only getting better.

I’ve not felt really down for quite a while, but I am still on my anti-depressant. 

This lockdown has slowly driven me up the wall. Having 16 weeks of lockdown, only going to the supermarket then to my parents or in-laws, I’m slowly going a bit mad.

I feel stressed, on edge, wanting to be f**ked, but couldn’t be bothered, wanting a play spanking but couldn’t be bothered. Food wasn’t interesting, not even chocolate, wasn’t bothered about having a drinkie, I was in an automatic state, get up, at stupid early morning hours, do my homework, do the housework, eat, vegetate in front of TV, eat, go to bed very early as I was falling asleep by 7pm.

Day in, day out.

Both Master and our son were working from home, but its become irritating, there are things I can’t do now, as it may disturb them. I can’t get in to tidy E’s bedroom. Now I know, he’s 20, he can do it himself, but as he works long days, I’m happy to do it, though I do nag him to tidy it up himself. All I’m doing is putting his clothes away or in the wash basket, bring down all his pots and empty his bin, so his room isn’t smelly. I guess I’m a soft mum and feel if I can do it, I will. I know he’s capable of doing it, as his girlfriend says he’s really tidy on holiday or when he stays at her house. And as I don’t work as such, my full-time job is a housewife, so this is one of my tasks. In truth, I don’t mind, even if I nag, he’s not gonna be living here forever, they’re saving for a house, So I will continue to do these little things for him. When I can get into his room. But Master has been saying he would like to work from home 4 days a week, something I said no to straight away. I love him dearly, to the moon and back but when he’s home he just loves to wind me up, then get E involved, it’s like their sole mission in life when home. I need that space for myself, to have the house to myself, not to hear them both talking whilst in meeting after meeting. I told Master I would start digging his grave if he began working from home permanently LOL. He just joked that I couldn’t dig the hole without his help, which is true. LOL. I’ve compromised and said 3 days at home, 2 days in the office if he can, that way our cleaner can come and hoover without worrying about disturbing him, and I get a full day of peace and quiet too. I thought the idea of him working from home would be ok at first, I’d see him more, it’s certainly made him seem more relaxed without the long travel to work and back, but he’s much busier when he’s home than in the office for some reason. But full time at home, no, no, no. What am I gonna do when he retires !!!!!

But I’m still tetchy, I know I’ve been grumpy with everyone, unfortunately I take it out more on Daddy which I hate and need to stop because it’s not fair. I feel my nerves on edge from the minute I’m up to going to bed,

The worry about this virus is affecting me mentally, worrying about my parents or inlaws catching it, about all the family catching it, I’ve not liked the idea of Daddy having to work but I know he has an essential job, exactly the same for Miss Adira. Master hasn’t left the house once since lockdown began, 16 weeks ago, even now as things opening up again neither him nor I have any intention of going out still. Master worries about me when I go to do the shopping, my immune system and resistance is very low due to all my health problems, and I can quickly pick something up and end up really sick for weeks. So this virus scares us both, I worry more about Mum and Mother-in-law, as their immune system is even worse, when they get sick, it’s months until they recover from it.

Then we’ve our lovely neighbours, single mum with 3 kids, now yes they’re reasonably polite, don’t swear at each other (yet) but the noise. The arguments, screaming, day and night, on a few occasions I’ve thought I should phone the police, Mum just lets the kids screech for hours, and I do mean hours. It’s not a cry out, just seems her youngest likes to screech all the time. The chance of a peaceful read in the garden has come to an end and as schools have been closed, you can tell the kids are bored, but Mum doesn’t do anything with them. She will gab over the garden fence to a family member, whilst kids go crazy. They used to climb on our fence all the time but I became a bear with a sore tooth, I was outside every few minutes for a few days to stop them climbing, making it sound like I was concerned about them coz if the fence breaks they will get hurt, I really am more bothered about our fence. But god, the noise, I’m trying to figure a way to say can you play a bit quieter, some days I can’t even hear the tv, they’re that loud. They play in the front and the back of the house, there’s no place for peace.

So lockdown/stay safe and sensible, it’s becoming a nightmare that isn’t ending. Then there’s the concern of a second round of the disease.  It’s like, will things ever improve.

Then my Miss Adira began saying she was going to set tasks to keep my mind occupied. I know she was worried about my mental state. The tasks would be fun things, it wasn’t a serious thing so if I didn’t get it all done, there would be no consequences, it was purely to keep my mind occupied and get out of the house. I will tell you about them in my next blog.