The Weekend Play, Sunday.

So after getting up after 3 hours sleep, I had my breakfast, a long hot shower, then woke Master up. We had everything ready, so it was just a case of putting a bag with drinks and snacks in and us. The forecast said it would be about 18 degrees so we didn’t bother with suncream and I didn’t put my sunhat on as I decided to wear a high up ponytail, I love feeling my hair swing from side to side now its getting so long, and Master loves my hair either plaited or in a ponytail, he really loves pigtails but I’ve still got to master a straight parting at the back before I can do them.

I chose one of my orange dresses, it’s a little see-through, so it makes me feel a bit sexy and shows off my tattoos, plus it matches my orange nails with black flowers, I have at the moment.

So off we went, meeting up with 20 other kit cars just off the M6. As it was early it was quite chilly, we were in the Lotus, and didn’t have the doors or roof on so I was glad when Master told me to put a coat on. We arrived in Blackpool at 9 am, as usual we got lost, so in convoy, we all had to turn around, some guys were doing donuts, loud, roaring engines, screeching tires caused a lot of attention. Then we lost half of the convoy when we got caught on a red light, having no idea which way to go. All we knew was we were going to be based opposite Blackpool Tower, so all we had to do was head over there, somehow. Eventually with a few more wrong turns, our small convoy reached the promenade and joined the queue to meet the other cars. Very slowly we met everyone else, guys were putting the gazebo up and all the flags that go up, some guys were polishing the cars after their journey, there was only 1 other girl, whom I didn’t know, but I got my chair out and sat by the car in the glorious sun. And it was roasting, certainly not 18 degrees, even by 10 am, Master was needing suncream. Luckily as he was says he would need to sit in the shade, the man behind us said, “I’ve just put some on, as I can feel it’s getting hot already.“ “Could I please bother you and have some of your suncream, we didn’t bring ours as the forecast said it wasn’t going to be sunny.” Master asked, I didn’t bother, if I catch the sun, I will tan, Master doesn’t, he tends to just burn. So I sat in the sun, reading and people watching. There was a punk convention going on in Blackpool too, so there were lots of mohawks and spikey hair cuts with crazy mad colours, some of them were pretty cool.

I got a message from Daddy to say they had just parked in town and were heading to us, I suddenly felt very nervous. We had moved the chairs to under the gazebo so Master had some shade. Master had gone for a wander around the show and told me to message him once they arrived, So I quickly sent a message, I was still in the sun when Master came back, so we continued to people watch and I was reading. My nerves had quickly gone, I was looking forward to meeting them both.

Soon enough Master spotted them, “Hello Master,” Daddy called, this was something Master will have to tell them, that when we are in company, we must act vanilla. Master did not like mixing our real kink life to our real vanilla life. I think we hugged, but honestly can’t remember, instinctively, I began talking to Daddy, Master was talking with J. The conversation was basically how happy we were with the dynamic, then Daddy asked me to show him Masters car. So we walked off to show him, he had a bag with him which he gave to me, 2 colouring books and some colouring pencils, I thanked him, giving him a quick hug, I don’t think we kissed then. I also had a pink folder for him, containing the poem I wrote for him, I had rewritten it so we could both have a copy, a copy of the sketch I drew for him and the apology letter I wrote. He said he would keep everything in there. I will copy my sketches every time I do them so Daddy has them too.

After a long chat I looked over at J, who was looking quite bored, she doesn’t like car shows, doesn’t understand the excitement of them, and I do see her point. My only interest is if the car looks nice and most importantly, if its a nice colour. But this was the first car show I actually never looked around. But I wanted to enjoy the sun so stayed where I was. Anyway I said to Daddy we better go and see J as she looked so bored.

As it was lunchtime we decided to go for lunch, the other club members would keep an eye out on Masters car. We were only across the road to the town centre, most of the popular pubs were queueing outside the door so we passed a Harry Ramsden Fish and chip shop, we decided to go there, a waitress showed us to a table as we chatted and looked over the menu. We felt as comfortable as we had when chatting on whatsapp, as if we knew each other for years.

I had calamari and chips and the others had fish and chips, we all enjoyed our meal. “So what’s the plan now?” Master asked. “Well I know Daddy wants to take me shopping.” I told him. “Okay, well why don’t you 2 go and get your shopping done and me and J will do something else.” Master said, so as we left the restaurant, Master told me quietly not to hold hands when we got to the car show. He didn’t want a lot of awkward questions. I nodded, as he left with J.

Daddy checked on google maps to where the Build A Bear shop was, as soon as we got into the shopping arcade, we began holding hands. It felt so natural, Daddy was my protector, my carer, he would watch over me all the time and I trusted him immediately. We ended up being only a minutes walk away from the shop, as he had bought one for his son, so he knew what to do. I was faced with a huge wall of teddy bears, all various colours, styles and designs. I looked around and saw one, of course it was pink and lilac, she was wearing a pink and lilac dress, with lots of diamantes on it, so it sparkled prettily. The bear had pink and lilac wings on her back.

I pointed that teddy to Daddy and he went to get the body of it.

“Now take it to that lady,” he pointed so we went there. The lady was very friendly, firstly I had to give her a name, I thought she meant my name, but she meant the name of the bear, so I changed it to Little Minxs. Afterwards I thought maybe she should have been called Baby Minxs, but that was an afterthought. The lady put some details in the computer, my name, address and teddies name. She tore off a small barcode, putting it inside the body of the bear, then pushed the body over a tube. This is where she got stuffed. There was a pedal on the floor which she told me to press so I was involved in stuffing it. Whilst it was getting stuffed, the lady chatted to us, were we here for a holiday, a trip out, who was the bear for, so I said me, “Daddy is buying it for his special girl,” Daddy said. I felt a bit embarrassed to hear him openly say it but she didn’t seem bothered. Once it was stuffed, she told me to stop the pedal, asked me if the bear needed stuffing more, I gave her a cuddle and I said no. Then the lady asked if I wanted a scent on the bear, I said no, then she asked if I wanted her to speak or giggle. I said giggle and chose the giggle I liked, a small switch was tucked into one of her arms. Then she asked if I wanted the bear to have a heartbeat. She passed me this red switch thing, I pressed it and it felt like a real heartbeat, I showed Daddy and then said “Yes please” to the lady. She tucked it into the body of it, then she told me to pick a little heart, they were just small fabric little hearts, some were red or there were red chequered hearts. I chose a red one and the lady told me to put it into the body of the bear and say a wish to myself. I did that, but can’t tell you what I wished for, I will let you guess. The lady then closed the body up and handed me the bear. We walked away when Daddy said, “Would you like a dress for her ?” I hesitated a bit, I was thinking of the money, “My little girls teddy can’t walk around naked, let’s choose an outfit.”  He walked me to the wall of clothes, everything you could imagine but I spotted the dress the teddy was wearing on the other wall, I pointed to it, so Daddy got it down for me. “This one?” he asked, I whispered “Yes please.” It had a lilac bodice with a pink and lilac netting skirt, with lots of diamantes over it. “Right this way Little Minxs.” Daddy told me and he walked towards some computers then he told me to sit down at one. I did, looking at the screens. “This is where you fill out the birth certificate,” Daddy said. There you put in your name, address, age………I looked at Daddy, what age should I put, I decided as this was a special gift from Daddy, I should put the age I was in the dynamic. So I put 7 years old, put teddies name in then print. We then went to the til where the salesman was doing his best to add more to the cost. There was a thing where if you lose your teddy, and someone hands it into a Build A Bear shop, they will know who it belongs to because of the little barcode the lady had put inside the teddy. I shook my head, Daddy said, “Well if you lose teddy, you know Daddy will spank you.”

OMG I nearly died, it was like really cool, exciting, thrilling about what he said but it was also embarrassing and very humiliating as Daddy did not whisper.

But the salesman didn’t hear or chose to ignore it. “Now would you like a bag to carry teddy ?” he asked, again I shook my head. “So Little Minxs, I’m guessing you’re the real Little Minxs aren’t you ?” he asked. I smiled, I think Daddy said “Yes she is.” whilst Daddy paid and the man put her birth certificate inside the box, then the teddy, closed it up and handed it to Daddy.

As we walked out, “Thank you Daddy,” I said, leaning up I gave Daddy a kiss. It felt so natural, so comfortable, I was at ease with Daddy. He reminds me of Master, though Master doesn’t agree, I can see him in Daddy.

But the price, it was Sooooo expensive and I began to feel guilty, I didn’t want Daddy to think I was in this for the money. I had said a cheap teddy from another shop is fine but he wanted something that was very special.

“Right we need a shop for a sippy cup, snuggily and doodoo.” Daddy said, as he took my hand and we walked around til we found a shop we wanted. We got 2 sippy cups but they had nothing else we wanted, so we continued to find another shop and picked up 2 doodoo’s. We looked for a snuggily but they had none. I saw little ones for babies in a pram or cot, about the size of a washcloth, but Daddy said “No, you want a full snuggily to wrap around you.” So we continued looking. I then found a beach towel, it was velor so felt soft, I showed Daddy, but again he said “No, I’m not having my baby girl wrapped around with a towel.” But we couldn’t find a snuggily, and we hadn’t seen a potty. Daddy said “If you continue with your potty mouth, then you will have to sit on the potty for as long as I tell you.” HHhhmmmm not looking forward to that humiliating punishment.

Daddy asked if I fancied a drink, I said yes so we found a coffee shop, I said I would pay, Daddy told me to sit down whilst he carried the drinks over. We held hands all the time in the coffee shop, I was sat opposite him and it just felt lovely. We chatted so much, I can’t tell you everything we talked about but it was a lot of different topics.We stayed there for quite a while before we decided we should leave, we tried a few more shops with no success so decided to give up and we would continue shopping on another day.

So we headed back to the promenade, to find Master and J. They had been to the beach and chatted but they seemed to have formed a good relationship and he slapped her arse, very hard quite a few times when she didn’t do something correctly. I saw her face as she gritted her teeth, dying to throw a load of swear words at him, but she didn’t. I could see the bratty side of her, and I knew we would have some fun together. So J and I sat on the chairs and chatted, Daddy went to get some drinks so Master just stood by us.

I used this time to speak to J about buying the bear, and that I felt guilty at the cost, Master then said, “Right, I’ve paid for dinner, if I do that and Daddy doesn’t give me half for it then we are even. How does that sound ?” I agreed with that but when Daddy found out he said “No, I wanted to buy this special gift, so no Master.”

We left the subject then as Master and Daddy chatted and me and J chatted. We arranged to go to their house next Saturday and sleep over. But the thought of sleeping over left me feeling very unsure, I snore so loudly, Master says I sound like a warthog drowning. Daddy said it didn’t matter, J snores, we really want you to sleep over. Anyway when we realised the date, that Saturday was just after E comes back from his holiday, so I didn’t want to sleepover, so we agreed to just go round Saturday night, then the following Saturday we will go round and sleep over. We will get a takeaway Saturday and Daddy said he would pay as Master paid for dinner today, meaning Daddy was definitely still paying for the teddy. Finally I said “Thank you,” again. I’m not going to mention it again. It’s a very nice gift.

We all left around 5 pm, Daddy and J stayed with us until we left, it was hard saying goodbye and not giving them both a kiss and hug.

This Thursday Daddy has arranged to spend the day with me. As he works on a Saturday he has a weekday off instead. It will be nice if we can arrange to meet up every week, though Master wouldn’t let us meet up and play every week, certainly not full sex. But as we all have to ask permission to touch ourselves or each other, it will be up to him. We will walk the dogs, go for a meal then go to the cinema to watch Mission Impossible. But I’ve also got a spanking due because of my potty mouth. So watch this space, and we will see what happens.

8 thoughts on “The Weekend Play, Sunday.

  1. Ok I had to read back into your blogs to find out what the heck’s been going on! Lol I’m caught up now and I gotta day, hot hot hot dynamics you guys have got going on there! Looking forward to reading more about it 🙂

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