Miss Adira’s blog for March.

Fun Day With Aurora

So we a day planned were it was just myself and Aurora, now we haven’t really had a full day together, just me and her.

We were both looking forward to it, now there was lots of spanking fun, lots of dildo and finger play for both of us. Now Aurora is going to be telling you about that part of our day..I’m going to tell you about our strap-on fun.

When our dynamic first began, I bought a strap-on because I’ve always liked the idea of fucking a girl and if I’m honest, a guy too. Therefore, I bought one, told Aurora, at first I don’t think she quite got why..

Anyway, we decided to get the strap-on and give it a go. Now I’d said to Aurora that I wanted her to straddle me first so that I could see her riding me for the first time. I put the strap-on on and that was a laugh in itself, so that lightened the mood. I Lay on the bed so that she could “hop on “ as Sir would say. This was quite a turn on to see her naked straddling me, just as she was about to start riding, we got a call on whatsapp video call, yes her Daddy called, so we answered. You could see by his face  that he couldn’t quite figure out what was going on. Again, we laughed at this and hung up.

Aurora then started to writhe about on my cock, my hands on her thighs looking at her as she enjoyed me and I enjoyed her. She can’t be on top for long as her hips and back won’t allow her, but I’m sure she would off liked to be on to for longer. 

Then it was my turn to fuck her with my cock, something that I had been looking forward to for some time, I didn’t want our first time to be with the boys I wanted it to be just us.

So I said for her to bend over the bed, oh how I do like to see her in this position, her fine ass ready for either a slap or fucking.

I got behind, ran my fingers over her pussy, I then got my cock and slid it into her wet pussy, I then started fucking her, started of slow, as I wasn’t sure how fast, hard or deep to go. Excitement then got the better of me and I started fucking her faster, she began to moan and could tell that she was enjoying it, I began fucking her hard and faster now I knew she was really enjoying it, I could feeling her pushing back on my cock wanting it more, she then came, I slowed down still inside her moving gently she was moving with me, enjoying every inch of my cock. I then said do you want me to fuck your ass, she said yes please. I then got my cock, found her asshole then gently slid into her tight ass, she let out a gasp, now I know how much she likes to be ass fucked, so now I wasn’t going to be gentle, so I started to pound her fine ass, almost immediately she started to push back on me wanting me more, wanting it harder and deeper, I had my hands on her hips fucking my Aurora, giving her what she wanted, a good fucking, ( well I hope it was, ) I can say from my point of view it certainly was. Her bent over in front of me, hands on her hips, feeling myself banging her hard, hearing her moaning, I really wanted to grab a handful of hair pulling her head back, I wasn’t sure if she liked it or not so didn’t, I now know though that she  does.

 I could feel myself building almost ready to cum I found it that exciting. I continued to fuck her, in both her pussy and ass, each time building both myself and Aurora up. I think when we had finished, we were spent.

For our first time using the strap-on, I have to say, it was something that certainly passed my expectations and look forward to many more play times playing together. We have discussed getting a different Dildo for it, one with something that goes into Aurora and one inside me, so that we both can cum together.

I hope that Aurora enjoyed her first girl on girl fucking as much as I did.

I have to say guys, it is hard work fucking someone, so can understand you saying “hop on”.

Manho the Daddy’s blog for March.

Manho the Daddy blog….

So what a colossal shit month March has been, with our great country all but locked down and many a poor souls loosing their lives to this rather fucking shit epidemic, that our wonder Chinese dog eating sons of bitches decided to pass onto the world, well let’s just say, that place needs levelling.

So with the UK now in lock down and only key workers are allowed to work my Little Minxs couldn’t understand why I was a key worker, so I explained I worked with the local government and was front line and that the council still wanted us in, checking up locally none essential business were not open and if so, we are to report through to the police so they could be closed down and also keep an eye on groups of people as well, Little Minxs was not at all pleased about this. However I don’t have much choice in the matter as I am unable to work from home. I have to be in and do my job. 

Now however we have been told from the council that we can have a minimum amount of staff in, so that means four staff members and me as their manager, which is not to bad as I will now share this with another manager and we both seem to get quite a few days off and fully paid for which is a bonus. But to be honest, at this moment in time and not long since I spoke with both Master and Little Minxs, this fucking virus is scaring the shit out of me and the amount of lives it has taken in such a short period of time and not just the elderly but young ones, children as well….

On a little lighter note after having many a discussion with Little Minxs and Piggy about me have another motorcycle and Little Minxs being rather dead against me getting another and to be fair, with the issues I have with my hands an what not, it was decided I could get a sports car instead. Now this is not by any means a midlife crisis, just wanting a toy to play with and if I didn’t have that many issues with my hands, I would most definitely be getting a motorcycle. However after trying to paint the livingroom walls with Piggy a week ago, I did struggle to hold the paint brush for any length of time and that was the ultimate deciding factor in not getting a bike……….bugger.

I sought the wisdom of Master, as he is into his cars and knows quite a lot about sports cars, in what not to buy and he suggested in getting a Mazda MX5. So time to save and as I can’t spend me money at this time, it seems quite the opportunity to save and once the country has gone back to normal then Master and me can go looking for a car.

Now Master and his wicked sense of humour, set us all a task in doing a naked zombie naturist  video and send him the video with this theme. So Sunday lunch time, I was contemplating in what to do in my video and next thing I knows zombie Piggy comes in, all naked, trying to eat me and I must admit her make up was really top notch, very good. So once she had finished and cleaned herself, she helped me do my make up and make me a zombie Manho, so once my make up was done, I decided to go on and be a Chinese Manho dog eating zombie and eat my dog Blue.

Once we were all done we uploaded our videos for Master to watch and be amused by. Me and Piggy watched Little Minxs video and I was very impressed. It had music and her zombie make up was brilliant. Now both me and Little Minxs misread the brief, as it should have been a naked naturist zombie, I was not naked and Little Minxs was partially naked so Piggy won that and to be fair, both the girls were really good, mine was rubbish.

So on a final word I would like to thank all the NHS for their incredible hard work in this very scary and testing times……

Till next time my readers please be safe….

Miss Adira’s book.

Chapter 18. Part 2.

Three hours later Arantxa woke up, going to stretch, she yelped loudly. A hand flew to her bottom, feeling it swollen, the heat and many many welts all over. There wasn’t an area left untouched, but she knew she had deserved that spanking, every hit, every bruise, every welt. She felt there were areas that still felt wet, unsure if it was still bleeding or just where skin had been strapped off and would scab over eventually. Either way Arantxa was certain she would struggle to do anything for the next few days, if not even a week or so. She didn’t think she had ever been spanked as severe as she had earlier that day. She had to behave now, she had a feeling MeMe wouldn’t care if her bottom was so bruised, if she needed punishing, MeMe would do it.

Arantxa never moved out of bed, the strict words MeMe told her, Do Not Get Out Of Bed, ringing in her ears but she needed a wee. When she heard MeMe downstairs, she shouted down to her. A few seconds later she heard MeMe come up the stairs. “Hello sleepyhead. You’ve had a good sleep. Do you want to get up ?” she asked. “I need a wee but you told me not to get out of bed for anything,” Arantxa explained. “Good girl, come on then.” Pulling the covers off her, she spotted a few spots of blood on the sheets. “Oh is your bottom bleeding again ? Have a wee then I will have a look.” She told Arantxa as she rolled onto her tummy and shuffled backwards until her feet touched the floor. Arantxa struggled to walk, let alone sit on the toilet, tears rolled down her face. MeMe got some plasters and wipes, then when Arantxa had finished on the toilet, she bent over a little so MeMe could care for her bottom, wiping it clean and patting it dry, she stuck some Little Miss Naughty plasters on five different areas. “There we go babygirl, now I think we should get some fresh air. Let’s go to the park.” MeMe told her but she saw a concerned look appear on Arantxa’s face as she looked at her clothes. “You look beautiful Arantxa and I want to show you off to the world as the gorgeous little girl you are. So no thinking about what you are wearing. Now go and get your coat and shoes on…….erm I think if you have wellington boots that might be a good idea as it’s rained so much. If not an old pair of boots or trainers.” MeMe said, getting herself ready too. Arantxa was quite excited about going to the park, “Oh you’d better see if you need another wee before we leave,” she called up to Arantxa as she ran awkwardly up the stairs.

A few minutes later Arantxa was ready, wellie boots ( sky blue with big pink flowers ) were on along with a black coat. Her phone was in her pocket as she waited patiently for MeMe. She felt uncomfortable with her panties on, rubbing on her raw ass, but she put a smile on her face as they walked to the car. MeMe unlocked it, then as Arantxa normally would, she went to go in the front seat. “Oh no, in the back please Arantxa, ‘Little’s’ sit in the back of the car.” Arantxa pouted but took one look at MeMe’s face before she then climbed into the back seat of the car. “Seat belt on,” MeMe said, waiting to hear the click of the seatbelt, only then did she drive off. They chatted about this and that in the car, just small talk as they’d known each other for years, ten minutes later they arrived. Unfortunately they had to park on the busy road, Arantxa checked behind her, through the back window and climbed out before MeMe could say anything, as she walked around the car and onto the pavement. MeMe hurried around to her, “Arantxa you never get out of the car on the road side, do you hear me.” She slapped Arantxa’s leg, “It is dangerous, cars are driving past.” A slap on her other leg. “Scootch across to the pavement side in future, understand me ?” MeMe told her, she looked firmly at Arantxa before a sulky looking Arantxa nodded, whilst rubbing her legs. “Pardon ?” MeMe asked, waiting. “Yes MeMe” she replied. “Good girl, now come on, lets go.” She held her hand out, smiling as she felt Arantxa’s hand slip into hers. Turning towards the park, Arantxa stopped dead, dropping her hand.

There in front of them was a young woman, pushing a pram, plus holding the hands of two other children. The children, both girls, looked about three – four years old, they stood with their mouths open, watching as this grownup slapped the legs of the other grownup who was dressed in funny clothes for an adult, must be a fancy dress party they muttered. But one of the girls pointed to MeMe, “Mummy that lady is naughty, you’re not allowed to hit someone else. The police gonna arrest you.” She then said to MeMe. “Hush now, don’t speak to strangers,” her Mummy said, trying to get her daughter to walk. “You should listen to your Mummy, like my little girl does, but sometimes she can forget to be sensible and careful, and when she isn’t I have to remind her, sometimes by smacking her bottom. But I think that’s acceptable and so does my little girl. But everyone is different. Come Arantxa, let’s go and play.” She smiled sweetly at the girl as her mother looked horrified, putting a protective arm in front of her, as if afraid this woman may hit her child. MeMe held out her hand to her little girl, smiling as Arantxa’s hand slipped into hers and walked straight past them.

There was a small aviary and cages with rabbits and guinea pigs, so they went there first. Arantxa was drawn to the rabbits, she loved them and always wanted one as a pet but was never allowed. “Look at that longhaired one MeMe, she’s real cute.” “Do you like rabbits ?” MeMe asked. “Oh yeah, I always wanted an indoor rabbit but Dakota says no all the time.” Arantxa told her. “Well it’s a little cutie,” MeMe said before moving on to look at the birds. Arantxa wasn’t really interested until she saw two peacocks. They looked beautiful, stood there looking proud and showing off their feathers and tail. “They are beautiful, so pretty, they shouldn’t be locked in cages. They should be loose and free to wander. I don’t like seeing animals in cages.” Arantxa said, pulling MeMe away.

As they walked through the park, Arantxa shooed away the ducks and swans, quacking and talking to them. MeMe realised how much Arantxa really didn’t like animals in cages. Don’t think she will like the zoo, so won’t go there. Maybe a safari park would be better, MeMe thought to herself. “We should’ve brought some bread with us to feed the ducks,” she said to her. “Awwww yes, can we next time please ?” Arantxa asked. “Yes sweetie we can,” MeMe replied.

Holding her hand, Arantxa skipped beside MeMe, she seemed to have lost her concerns about her lovely dress, which pleased MeMe a lot. When they got to the children’s park, Arantxa ran ahead when suddenly one wellie boot flew off. She hopped to the boot and bent forward to put it back on. MeMe had a full beautiful view of her bright white panties against her crimson/purple bottom and legs. It was a beautiful erotic scene, so she quickly got her phone whilst Arantxa wobbled about trying to get her balance, telling Arantxa to carry on bending over and putting her boot back on, she took half a dozen photos, all featuring Arantxa’s sexy ass. She would send those to Dakota later. She was loving seeing Arantxa’s ‘little’ innocence come out, carefree and not worrying about anyone or anything. She climbed up the tallest climbing frame then climbed up the biggest slide. MeMe shouldn’t have laughed, but Arantxa’s face was a picture as she had forgotten her raw backside until she sat down and was already on her way down the high, steep slide. She squealed and yelped as the bumps caused her more pain. Running away from the slide, she ran to MeMe, wanting a big hug, “Did that hurt your bottom ?” MeMe asking, laughing slightly. Arantxa nodded into MeMe’s chest as MeMe gave her bottom a little rub, “There, all better baby, go and play, do you want pushing on the swings?” She asked. “Can I go real high MeMe? Please.” Arantxa asked. “We will see, come on, get your bottom comfy on the swing.”

Arantxa sat carefully, aware that it brought tears to her eyes but she didn’t care for the time being, she was having too much fun. MeMe noticed a few glances from other parents and children, but she was pleased that Arantxa just didn’t seem to care at all and MeMe couldn’t give a damn about people staring. After a few minutes of pushing the swing, Arantxa called out, “I can do it MeMe,” so MeMe went and sat on the nearby bench again.

A little girl came over to her, she looked about 3 years old, she tapped MeMe’s knee. “Excuse me, is she your little girl, are you her Mummy?” MeMe looked up, looking around for any sign of her parents or carers, then said, “Yes she is, she’s a grown up who likes to be little still.” Hoping this was enough for the quizzically minded girl. “That’s a real good idea, coz when I’m big, I’d still wanna play in the park,” she exclaimed. “Exactly, and so would I,” MeMe said. A young woman came running up, “I’m so sorry, is she bothering you, she will talk to anybody, trying to teach her stranger danger is lost on her. She thinks everyone is friendly,” she said taking her daughters hand, “Stop bothering the lady now Talia, go and play.” Apologising again they walked away as MeMe heard the little girl saying she was a mummy and that grown up there, on the swings was her little girl. Her mother stopped, looking back at MeMe then over to Arantxa, before moving her daughter away quickly. MeMe sensed that she thought they were an ‘odd couple’, so stay away.

Suddenly MeMe saw Arantxa jump from the swing when it was really high and land on the sand, somehow landing on her hands and knees, then falling back onto her legs. MeMe ran over, “Arantxa what on earth were you doing ? Do not do that ever again,” she told her firmly whilst brushing the sand of her clothes and legs. “It’s fun MeMe, I can jump higher!” She told her giggling as she wiped the sand off her hands. “Well, never again young lady, you could hurt yourself.” MeMe told her seriously. “But……..” Arantxa began but stopped when she saw MeMe’s serious face. “Now 5 more minutes then we will head home, ok!” MeMe stated. Arantxa nodded and ran to the climbing frames again. MeMe noticed Arantxa and other children were climbing to the top then jumping off, her little girl was laughing and chatting so MeMe didn’t stop her, the climbing frame wasn’t that high. One girl was climbing behind Arantxa, when she looked up she saw Arantxa’s crimson, bruised bottom and legs. “What happened to your bum, it’s all red and bruised.” Arantxa suddenly went shy, covering her bum with her dress, holding it down so no one else saw it. “Nothing,” Arantxa told her before jumping down and running to MeMe. “Everything okay ?” she asked. Arantxa nodded, looking over her shoulder at the girl again. “Can we go now ?” she asked. MeMe sensed something wasn’t right but didn’t push it. “Come on then, do you want a drink in the cafe?” MeMe asked. “Okay,” Arantxa said. They quietly walked to the cafe, MeMe didn’t know what had happened, if someone had said something but she thought someone had said something to upset her little girl, as Arantxa’s mood had changed dramatically.

Arantxa chose a table and carefully sat on the plastic chairs, as MeMe brought over drinks and cakes for both of them. She got a huge smile from Arantxa as she placed a slice of hot chocolate fudge cake for her, plus a hot chocolate with marshmallows, squirty cream and a chocolate flake on top. Arantxa licked her lips and grinned. MeMe bought a coffee for herself and a slice of coffee walnut cake. “Thank you MeMe,” she said, “You’re welcome sweetheart, this is a nice cafe, I don’t think I’ve ever been here before.” MeMe replied as she put sugar in her coffee. “You don’t want sugar in your hot chocolate do you ?” she asked. Shaking her head Arantxa said, “ No, I used to have three, but Dakota got me to stop, kept telling me it was sweet enough.” “Well she has a point,” MeMe said laughing before pinching one of the mini marshmallows that was sitting on the whipped cream. “Hey……” Arantxa started giggling, “You can have more.” “No they are yours, that one just looked too tempting so I couldn’t resist,” MeMe said as Arantxa giggled. “It’s yummie.” she said, taking a bite of the cake. She began talking when MeMe said  “Carry on when your mouth is empty please, good manners are very important sweetie,” Arantxa nodded and waited until she had finished what was in her mouth before speaking, using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth. “Arantxa really, you have a napkin, I think you may have to have elocution lessons, I think I will try to find someone.” MeMe scolded, “And no elbows on the table.” Arantxa rolled her eyes, “Yes MeMe,” she murmured, not sounding like she meant it at all.” “Did you just roll your eyes at me? Oh Arantxa, that is a very strict No No with me.” Arantxa opened her mouth to speak but thought better of it. “Expect a punishment for that little girl. Does Dakota allow you to do this ?” MeMe asked. “No,”Arantxa said sulkily, she pouted, going to put her elbows on the table and lean her head on her hand, but moved it away quickly.” “Hmmmmm, wait until we are home, then you will really have something to pout and sulk about.” MeMe was slightly amused by her behaviour but never showed it. All the years Arantxa has known MeMe, she should’ve known she doesn’t tolerate bad manners. She finished her cake and coffee, Arantxa wasn’t talking much, just sulking instead. “Finished ?” MeMe asked, when the final mouthful of cake was eaten, Arantxa nodded, wiping her mouth on the napkin. “Very good, come on then, let’s go.” MeMe made sure they had everything then they walked back to the car. Arantxa remembered to climb into the backseat of the car, on the pavement side. She continued to sulk so MeMe turned the radio on, just so she had something to listen too.

When they arrived home, they put the coats and shoes/wellington boots away neatly, Arantxa went to go upstairs. “Not so fast, we have something that needs dealing with, there is more than one way to punish you Arantxa, go into the kitchen.” 

Arantxa stomped downstairs, huffing as she passed MeMe, “Don’t make it worse by huffing Arantxa.” MeMe said sternly as she walked behind her and into the kitchen. “Panties off and bend over the chair please.”

Arantxa slipped her panties down carefully, trying not to touch her bruised cheeks. Leaving them on the floor, she bent over the chair as MeMe indicated her too. But Arantxa was puzzled when she heard MeMe go in the freezer. The next minute she felt something cold, icy cold, freezing cold, touching her happy spot. Then this icy cold thing was getting pushed inside, making her gasp loudly, as another one was pushed into her bottom hole. This made her ouch and wriggle until MeMe slapped her legs. Deeper and deeper they slid, as icy cold water began to drip down her legs. “MeMe, it’s cold,” she whined but it only earned her a slap with a wooden spoon. Arantxa yelped and writhed about as more freezing cold water dripped down her legs. MeMe got a puppy pad and placed it on the floor, telling Arantxa to stand on it, so the water dripped onto the mat. MeMe then began creating a mix of things, a squirt of deep heat, some mustard powder and chilli powder, mixing it altogether in a bowl. She then slipped a disposable glove on, when she saw a popsicle stick fall on the floor. 

This was often an excellent punishment for her naughty subs. The popsicle mould was the perfect shape for anal or vaginal punishments. The mould had a plastic stick to go inside and a thicker handle for you to hold your popsicle lolly ice. But it was also the perfect shape to slide into other holes. 

Soon enough the other stick fell on the floor and a lot more icy water dribbled down. MeMe picked up the bowl of mixture then with her gloved hand, she scooped up a little and smoothed it thickly around her asshole and happyspot, getting more mixture, she pushed some inside both holes too.

Within seconds, Arantxa’s eyes grew wide, a terrible burning grew from her between her legs, getting stronger and stronger. “Now Arantxa, as I said there are many more ways to punish you other than spanking. So you can enjoy this one, in the corner over there, whilst I prepare dinner. It will be bedtime soon. Take the puppy pad with you so you don’t drip on the floor. You can stay there for 30 minutes. Maybe then you will remember never to roll your eyes at me again.” MeMe told her, feeling evil looks coming from her little girl, but didn’t mention anything, secretly she was quite amused by her response. Arantxa cried quietly, wiggling about as she did her corner time. The burning continued, and felt like it was getting stronger, she rubbed her legs together, opened her legs wide to get fresh air on it, nothing worked.. By the time the corner time was over, MeMe had dinner already. “Right Arantxa, come here please.” She told her, as Arantxa walked towards her, “Now you’ve just learnt what other punishments I can give you, other than spanking. Hopefully you will understand when I say never roll your eyes at me, ever. This is such an act of disrespect, I will not stand for it. Come for a cuddle, then you can wash your hands and set the table please.” Arantxa ran over and gave her a hug, not very enthusiastically, but MeMe hugged her tightly anyway. “Can I wash my happy spot and bottom first, MeMe, please.” she said in a whiney, spoilt voice. “No you cannot, you can wash when you have your bath .” MeMe told her sternly, “Now do as you’re told.”

Arantxa pouted, but went to wash her hands and set the table. MeMe had already made a cheese and onion pie, but she cooked buttered new potatoes, buttered carrots, cauliflower and peas. She carried all the dishes of food into the dining room. and placed them on the table, when Arantxa asked if she could go for a wee. Not trusting her to just use the toilet and not wash herself, MeMe instructed her to step out onto the patio, into the garden and wee there. “But…….but…….” She grumbled, unsure whether she should complain again. MeMe made herself busy as she waited for Arantxa to walk to the patio door, open it, step out in front of the door, crouched down, spreading her legs as far as she could, concentrating she did her wee on the concrete slabs. Giving herself a good shake, Arantxa walked back in. “Go and wash your hands, I’m going to serve dinner now.” MeMe told her. “Good girl for doing as you were told as well.” Arantxa smiled as she went to the bathroom downstairs, washed her hands then returned to the dining room. “Smells yummie, what we having ?” She asked, not sulking anymore. MeMe told her what was for dinner, telling her to sit down. MeMe finished up serving them both before she sat down. “There we go, now tuck in but be careful, it’s hot.” she warned. Arantxa still wriggled about on the chair, the burning had worn off slightly but it still felt very very uncomfortable. “This pie is yummie MeMe, you’re a very good cook, I burn everything, that’s why DiDi does it. ”Arantxa said, trying to remember not to speak with her mouth full of food. “Yes Dakota has mentioned that before. Maybe we can do some cooking together, would you like that ?” MeMe asked. “Erm…..yeah okay then,” Arantxa replied. “Good girl, now I have a question and I would like a truthful answer, what happened in the park ? You were having fun, then all of a sudden you ran over and wanted to go!” MeMe asked. She watched as Arantxa slowed her eating and looked really embarrassed. MeMe put her hand on Arantxa’s, “Tell me sweetheart.” Arantxa looked up, tears in her eyes, “A girl was behind me on the climbing frame, she saw my bum, poked it and wanted to know what happened, I didn’t know what to say, so I just said nothing and ran away. I wanted to say I got a spanking for being naughty but I didn’t know if I should or not. It made me feel dead embarrassed.” She told MeMe. “Well then, do you think you would feel less embarrassed if you told a lie ?” She asked. Arantxa shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know.” “I think if it happens again, you should just tell them the truth or tell them it’s none of their business. But you have nothing to be embarrassed about. Nothing okay ?” MeMe told her. Arantxa sniffed and nodded her head. “Good girl, now carry on with your dinner, forget about it, remember the fun you had,” MeMe told her. She watched as Arantxa nodded again and reached over for a hug. 

They chatted together for the rest of their dinner, until it was over. MeMe said Arantxa was allowed to watch one tv programme before bed. She chose to watch Housewives of Cheshire, which MeMe approved of. So Arantxa sat on her beanbag, a cuddily under her arm and a doodie in her mouth.

MeMe tidied the kitchen, loaded the dishwasher then went upstairs to get Arantxa’s bath ready. By the time she had done that, she checked the time, knowing  the one hour programme Arantxa was watching, should be over by now,

As MeMe came downstairs, she heard adverts on the tv. “Is it over ?” She called. “Yes MeMe,” Arantxa called back to her. “Good, come and get your bath, it’s ready now.” MeMe stated. Arantxa had hoped she was going to get more tv watched but on the dot, MeMe had told her it was ready.

Taking her cuddiliy, she mooched upstairs slowly, seeing MeMe in the bathroom. “Good girl, take your clothes off and jump in the bath.” MeMe instructed. Arantxa did just that, dumping her clothes on the floor. Just as one foot was about to step into the bubbily hot water, “Ermmm, do they belong there young lady ?“  MeMe exclaimed as she looked at the pile. “I’ll pick them up after my bath.” Arantxa stated. “Oh no you won’t.” Arantxa dared to huff loudly as she moved away from the bath and bent down to pick them up, a heavy, hard, sharp slap landed across her bare bottom. “Do not dare huff at me again,” MeMe warned. “OOoowwww, that hurt,” Arantxa whined. “It was meant to, now where do your clothes go?” she asked her, knowing the answer. Arantxa crouched down this time, picked up the clothes then dumped them in the laundry basket, before stepping over the side of the bath again. 

Dakota couldn’t resist buying this bath, it was huge, easily fit 2 people inside comfortably. Sat in the middle of the bathroom, with claw feet, one tap sat in the middle of one long side so each person could lie back in comfort. Near the bath was a huge floor to ceiling window, giving you views across the countryside. She was very proud of designing this bathroom, along with a double basins, a jet shower, toilet and bidet. Of course they also had their own ensuite, inside there was a big double shower, with seating around it, again a big window allowed you to view the outside, then the usual other things. But the big bathroom was all Dakota’s design.

Slowly, Arantxa climbed into the bath and slunk down into the water, before jumping up, squealing as the water hit her tender legs and bottom. Ouched loudly as the hot water touched her happy spot and bottom hole.

MeMe laughed as Arantxa tried to sit down . “Come on now, get in, sooner you’re in, the better it is. I would think you would be used to getting a bath with a very sore bottom, the amount of times you get your bottom spanked.” Arantxa giggled, “Not really MeMe, it’s always still a shock.” She replied. “Now tomorrow, I have to go to work at SecretSpaces, ( the BDSM club she visits once a month to meet with some of her subs, ) Dakota has given you permission to go with me, you will be my assistant, handing me things etc. But let me tell you once and once only, any misbehaviour during the day and I will be punishing you at the club, in front of everybody. They will be seeing your naughty bottom anyway with the outfit I’ve got for you. So you had better behave yourself. And best behaviour in the club, do not show me up. Otherwise you know what will happen.” Explained MeMe as she washed her little girl. “Kneel up so I can wash your pussy and bottom, get any remaining burning cream off you. Let me take those plasters off now too.“ Arantxa knelt up, legs spread wide so the area could be washed thoroughly, then the plasters were peeled away easily. “Are you meeting with your subs ?”  she asked. “Yes 2, CutieCute, her proper name is Elle, but as you know, you only use your online pseudonym name at any club and BabyBoyBlueEyes, Nathan, I think you may have met him once. Nathan is always in terrible trouble but for once he has had a good month so I am just doing a maintenance spanking, he needs reminding to carry on being a good boy, but I know it won’t last. As for Elle, well she is in big trouble, as in one month, she acquired a speeding ticket, £100 fine plus 3 points on her license, very lucky not to go to court, then she got a drink driving scare, where she was stopped and given a roadside breath test, which read 35 microgrammes of alcohol, the legal limit, then taken to the police station she was given an intoximeter test, that’s a more indepth reading, luckily for her at the station it went down to 32 microgrammes, so she wasn’t banned, but given a stern warning about drink driving. This happened when she was actually grounded. She has also not been doing her tasks on time, then the final thing was she cursed at me and said the F word!” she exclaimed. “OMG even I wouldn’t dare to do that to you or KoKo.” Arantxa said, shocked at this girl’s behaviour. “Well I hope not but I don’t think I would say you would never do that, I’ve seen you mid-tantrum. Anything would come out of your mouth. But I would hope you would stop yourself before any curse words left your mouth. Anyway, Elle is in for the hiding of her life, And you can assist me. But now it’s time for you to jump out, let’s get you dry.” 

Arantxa enjoyed letting MeMe dry her off then she padded off towards her bedroom. “Oh you’re not in there, you’re coming in the spare room with me,” MeMe told her, opening the bedroom door.

The first thing Arantxa noticed was the cage, a bigger cage than the one set up in the playroom, it had lots of big cushions at the bottom, a duvet was lay over the cushions, blankets, pillows, new cuddilies, doodies and some pink bowls and pink baby bottles. On MeMe’s bed she saw real cute onsies and OMG there are diapers there, pink ones. She looked startled at MeMe. “Do you like your new onsies, I think they are lovely. And I got you pink and lila doodies, bottles and diapers.” Arantxa still looked horrified. “Now lie down on the bed, let me put your diaper on. I expect you to use it Arantxa, if I find you are holding your wee until the morning, I will put you over my knee and spank your bottom.” She continued to chat whilst fastening the diaper on, Arantxa blushed, she felt her cheeks burning as MeMe fastened it. “Have you never worn a diaper before?” she asked. Arantxa shook her head, horrified and speechless. “Well you will wear one at bedtime every night, because I want you too and I think you look gorgeous in them.” MeMe said, kissing her head. “Which onsie do you want tonight ?” she asked, watching Arantxa’s reaction as she picked one, it was pink with teddy bears on it. MeMe helped her get in it, fastening the long zip, “You look adorable baby girl,” she said whilst fastening a pink doodie strap to the onsie. “All ready, now go and brush your teeth, then we can have a story.” Patting her bottom as she passed to go to the bathroom. “I’ll just go and get you a drink sweetie,” she told Arantxa as she went downstairs. Filling a bottle with cold milk, she took it back upstairs. Arantxa was already looking through the childrens books, “Are there no grown up books MeMe?” she asked. “Absolutely not, little girls don’t read grown up books do they!” MeMe exclaimed.”Suppose……….”Arantxa said sulkily. 

Arantxa snuggled into MeMe on the bed, “You know, you’ve got your own bedroom set up at my house, more clothes, cuddilies, toys, books. I can’t wait for you to see it.” MeMe told her, then they read a couple of books before MeMe told her it was time for bed, “Am I sleeping in the cage, can I not sleep with you MeMe ? I’m not a dog,”Arantxa whined. “Because I want you to, #i’m not locking the door, but if you get out, then trust me that door will get locked, So come on, it’s really comfy, I went in before. And there’s new cuddilies inside.” MeMe told her.

Arantxa climbed inside, though she wouldn’t tell MeMe, it was very comfy, all the soft cushions felt lovely, she had fluffy blankets and of course her new cuddilies. MeMe handed her abottle of cold milk. Leaned in and gave her a kiss, then turned the lights off and closed the door. A minute later she came back in, “I forgot, I bought you a kindle, I know you have one but this has ‘little’ books in only, so you may read for half an hour only. Here’s your timer. Whenever you stay over with me or visit, bring it along with you.” MeMe handed her the kindle. “MeMe, will I be sleeping in a cage at your house ? Like this ?” Arantxa asked. “Yes baby you will.” MeMe said then walked out, this time leaving the door slightly open.

Miss Adira’s erotic story that I am writing for her.

Friday 15th March. 2019. Miss Adira put in my tasks to write either an erotic story or poem, to be sent to her by Friday 6pm. I decided to write a story, based on a Domme/sub dynamic as I’ve never done this before. I now try to write 1 A4 side a day. Miss Adira has told me to post it daily so here’s what I’ve written so far. There’s no title yet, I’ve asked Miss Adira to choose one. I picked Dakota’s name because that was one of the names we liked when choosing Miss Adira’s name and Stephie seemed like a cute submissive name. Please let me know your thoughts or ideas on continuing the story, it’s something I really enjoy doing and keeps my mind occupied and away from my chronic pain. Chapter 1. Stephie strained her ears, trying so hard to hear her but the music playing in her headphones prevented to hear anything but beautiful classical music. She was naked, her arms up, tied to a harness thing on the ceiling, she was stood on two step stools, spread wide, again tied to a harness thing on the floor, like a St Andrews cross, except she was in the middle of the room. That bit she knew. Dakota had explained she would be tied up for as long as she wanted, she would do what she wanted to her, there was nothing stopping her, except the safe word. Something Stephie hadn’t said yet. Dakota doubted she ever would say it. Stephie felt cold air blow towards her, causing goosebumps to appear on her skin, she really wanted to rub herself warm. Suddenly she felt something cold, hard and sharp. Dakota slid the cheese grater across her body, going harder over her ample boobs, harder again over her sexy hard posterior. Dakota spread open one cheek, grating the grater over her most sensitive area. Stephie gasped, trying to move away but she couldn’t. A hand snaked around to her breast, squeezing, teasing her nipple, Stephie groaned in desire, as fingers continued playing with her nipples. Dakota turned the grater around and slapped her butt, Stephie gasped as Dakota continued to paddle her butt cheeks, but still playing with her boobs. Dakota pushed her front forwards a bit, her butt jutted out, giving Dakota a chance to aim at her sit spot and thighs. She smiled as she heard Stephie cry out, her pretty face screwed up in pain then she walked away. Stephie lifted her head up, sensing her Mistress was no longer there. Secretly she was thankful for the break, her burning bottom tingled, crying out to be rubbed but she couldn’t. Silent tears were soon swallowed up by the blindfold, tightly tied around her head. Dakota always restrained her tightly, but Stephie only ever tried to get out of them once and she would never do it again. ( One day I may tell you what happened, but for now we will continue with the story. ) Sephie used this break to meditate for a while, knowing full well that the play session was nowhere near being over and she feared what Dakota had planned. After a few minutes meditating, Stephie felt in control of herself again, standing tall of the stools. There was a cold breeze in the room. She suspected Dakota had turned the fan on again, goosebumps went up her arms, making her shiver. Dakota was watching Stephie on her phone, there was a hidden camera facing her, well actually there were cameras all over the house, even the bathroom. She wanted to know what Stephie was doing at all times, as she was a brat. Saturday 16 March. Stephie felt like she had been tied up for hours, she was cold but her bottom still burned and smarted. She began fidgeting, knocking her knees, wriggling her bum. She was bored and really needed a wee, she couldn’t cry out to Dakota. She began humming, knowing she wasn’t allowed but she was so bored she didn’t care. Dakota watched as she drank her coffee, her face showed signs of anger but she waited, drank her coffee then headed back. Stephie needed punishing for this lack of respect. Stephie felt the air change, immediately she stopped humming and stood up straight. Suddenly she felt her bit gag go into her mouth, she instinctively opened it, accepting this intrusion which was then tied tightly. She must have heard me singing, Stephie thought. Turning her head left and right in the hope of hearing something, but she didn’t. Dakota picked up the alcatraz strap, held it firmly in her right hand, her left hand held the end of the long leather tail. It was an evil strap, the holes in it cut into the skin and the leather bruised and whipped away at the skin. Feeling like a layer of skin was flayed away with each stroke. Dakota walked around Stephie, who was still attempting to hear or see something, anything. Just not that strap as Dakota whipped her bottom, once, twice, ten, twenty times. Stephie screamed into the gag, tears flowed quickly into the blindfold. She tried begging but it came out muffled. Moving to the other side of Stephie, Dakota raised the strap once more, hitting the back of her legs, then her upper back, one after the other, twenty, thirty times. Turning around she whipped the front of her legs and across her pelvic area. The length of the strap meant it tailed around too, so it wrapped around her legs and hips. She didn’t care how loud she screamed, she knew she wasn’t allowed to move or speak or scream yet she carried on like the brat she was. Secretly Dakota was amused by this,she wasn’t surprised how much she fidgeted, she had been there an hour already. But the had only just started, now this particular punishment was over. Dakota put the strap down and picked up a burning candle. She walked back to Stephie, carefully moving the candle around her body, watching how her body flinched away from the heat of the flame. Waving it under her breasts, nipples, happy spot and bottom. She smiled to herself as a drop of hot wax fell over her breast, it dripped down before hardening. Stephie gasped, shaking her head as Dakota let drops fall over her other breast, over her raw back and sore bottom. Stephie shrieked then, she felt the flame wave over her happy spot, pausing as the flame flicked over her clit. Stephie suddenly pushed her bottom away, knocking the candle, sending wax over the floor and over Dakota. She stood quickly and slapped her face hard, twice on both sides. Stephie cried and attempted to say sorry, pleading with her to stop. Instead she let the candle drip over her nipples, making her scream louder, her legs shaking on the stools. 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. Monday 18 March. Stephie was hysterical after the second whip struck across her legs, now Dakota was enjoying herself, she liked to discipline her sub, she expected, demanded perfect behaviour, not what Stephie chose to do today, so she would be taught a harsh lesson. “ Please Dakota, please no more,” Stephie begged and she received another hard whip across her sit spot, she nearly fell onto the floor but luckily she didn’t, that was the last thing she should do. After 30 whips across her crimson backside and legs, Dakota put the cane down. Gently she helped Stephie up to kneeling on the chair and hugged her tightly, Stephie clung to her Mistress, spluttering I’m sorry over and over. Dakota made soothing noises to calm her down, stroked her hair and back, feeling the welts and across her swollen bottom, she wouldn’t sit comfortably for quite a few days. “Now Stephie, I want you to spend 30 minutes in the corner, standing in your pose then you will go to bed for a nap. Understand Stephie ?” Dakota said quietly. “Yes Ma’am,” Stephie said, moving off the chair and walked awkwardly, painfully to the corner, she put the timer on for 30 minutes then got into her pose. Legs wide, hands behind her back, head bowed. Stephie sniffed throughout her cornertime, her body ached but her bottom felt like there was no skin left on it, the pain was indescribable. When the timer went off, she turned it off and turned to look for Dakota, there was no sign of her. She had had no instruction from her as to what to do after the cornertime other than have a nap. She was starving and thirsty, so she went to the kitchen, chose a healthy cereal bar, a banana and a tall glass of milk. THen she took them to bed, she decided not to put the television on, just read her kindle until she had eaten. Getting into bed wasn’t easy though, her whole back area was a swollen, bruised, welted mess, the front of her legs were a mess too. Carefully she somehow climbed on the bed and slid on her side so little of her sore area touched the bed. She lifted the quilt over her, flinching as it touched her skin then ate her snack, drank her milk then she felt ready for a nap. By the time Stephie woke up it was dark outside, looking at the clock, she saw it read 6pm but she didn’t know what time she fell asleep. Trying to move, Stephie let out a little cry, oh she hurt so much, tears sprang to her eyes again. Instead of getting up she decided to just put the telly on for a while. After a few minutes Dakota walked in, “Ah hello sleepy head, you’re finally awake.” She said, climbing on the bed and giving her a kiss. She spotted Stephie flinch, “Sore?” She asked, smirking, “Just a bit, well loads to be honest,” Stephie said looking sheepish. “Right roll over baby, let me look. I know I punished you severely and you understand why I did it, so I hope I don’t have to repeat this ever, or well for a while anyway knowing you.” She chuckled, rubbing her nose on Stephie’s, as she pulled the quilt away. Dakota wasn’t surprised how she looked, her bottom was swollen almost double. “You’re gonna struggle sitting down for days.” “I know Dakota, but I deserved it,” Stephie said. “You bet you did, but tomorrow because I’m not an awful, evil Domme, you will stay in bed and let me look after you. Let me put some cream on, dinner is nearly ready, we will have dinner in bed, then you can have an early night.”

Daddy’s book, Rayanna, the very naughty mouse.

Been quite a few months since I had written any of my books, so since the start of New Year I’ve been trying to get started again. I’m just posting the whole thing so far. Sorry if you have previously read them, though chapter 9 is a brand new chapter.

Daddy chose the character for the book, he wanted it about a very naughty mouse, then left the rest for me to do. Master has set up a new section in my blog just for the 2 stories, Daddy’s and Miss Adira’s so future chapters can be found in those sections too.

 

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 1.

 

Rayanna the littlest mouse lived at the bottom of a long, grassland, with her Pappa, Mamma, 6 sisters and 8 brothers. Plus lots of other family lived round them too. There were giant and little humans that also came to this grassland, she had spotted them going into this huge stone mountain, Pappa forbid anyone going near it, saying it was very dangerous, but Rayanna was a naughty mouse and she had followed them and watched, many times. As she was the littlest mouse, aged 14, she got up to more mischief, Mamma said “You are the naughtiest, baddest mousie I have ever brought up.” Rayanna thought she was just the bravest, no one else had come close to the mountain.

One day when Rayanna was investigating the grassland, this giant suddenly spotted her and came very close to her. Rayanna stopped, she felt her heart pounding, she was really scared. The giant was hairy with a tail, it looked similar to her, but its hair was longer and had a big head. This head came closer and closer to her, its big black nose sniffed her. It’s sniff so strong she felt her hairs move on her body. As it came closer, Rayanna took this opportunity to dash through the giant flowers, she ran so fast in between the flowers and grassland, hopping into the mousehole to her home. Stopping to get her breath back she turned around and peeked through the mousehole again, she saw no sign of any of the giants that came into the grassland.

“Rayanna what are you up to ?” Pappa said, “Why are you so out of breath ? Have you been into the grassland ?”
Rayanna lowered her head, shaking it slowly, but Pappa bustled towards her, “Rayanna have you been watching the giants ?”
“Pappa, it wasn’t the giant humans, it was a giant that looked like us, only its hair was longer, scruffier, not smooth and silky like ours, it came close to me Pappa, its nose tried to sniff me but I ran away. What was it Pappa ?” Rayanna asked.

“Rayanna, what have I told you ? You naughty girl. That was one of the giant human friends called bowwow’s, they live in the mountain too. There are 2 of these giant bowwow’s, you do not go near them. There’s also a grimalkin, you must never go near it, do you hear me Rayanna. NEVER. Now go to your hollow, I will deal with you later. GO Rayanna.” Pappa shouted, so Rayanna, turned around and scurried away but stopped when she turned into the shaft that led to her hollow. “Rayanna I know you are still there, get into your cot and don’t move. Now.” Pappa shouted.

Rayanna huffed and pouted, she scurried down the dark shaft into her hollow and climbed into her cot. She sat up, sulking, grabbing her tail, she sucked her paw, Pappa spoils everything but she’s never seen this grimalkin he mentioned, Rayanna wondered what on earth it was but she intended on finding out.

Rayanna may think she is the bravest mouse ever, but really she was very naive and just very naughty, she thought Pappa was just telling a tale to scare her.

 

Rayanna stayed in her cot for a few minutes, her Pappa hadn’t come to see her so she scurried through the shafts before finding the back entrance. She stopped still, listening, looking before she scurried through the giant flowers and straight across the grassland, creeping slowly, her nose twitching, getting every sense and smell. Suddenly a black cloud went over her, a scared shiver went through her body, as this black giant sprang up and nearly pounded on her. Something shoved her out of the way, and she ended up rolling through the giant flower bed. Rayanna came to a stop and turned to see this big black giant trying to catch her Pappa.

“RAYANNA RUN.” Her Pappa shouted, as he ran in between the giant flowers, turning back, scurrying round and round. Just as Rayanna turned around she saw this black giant leap up and land on her Pappa.
“Mamma, quick, a giant has Pappa.” Rayanna shouted going into their hollow. Quick as a flash Mamma and and her Uncles scurried out and saw the grimalkin. It was toying with her Pappa, big claws swiping at him, Rayanna heard him squeak, it was a horrible sound. They needed to do something quickly.

Rayanna spotted a long stick thing, if they could push it over it might hit the giant. Rayanna shouted to some of her family, they followed more to keep her safe as she was the baby of the family.

They realised what Rayanna was going to do, so all the mice scurried up the wooden pole, getting ready to jump up and down, soon they felt the pole move and every mouse jumped away as the pole crashed down, right by the giant grimalkin. 

The giant screeched terribly loud, jumping up really high and running away. Mamma reached Pappa first, he was dazed but unhurt. Quickly Pappa recovered enough for him and the family to scurry back to their hollow. Rayanna was the last mouse to reach the home.

“Rayanna are you okay ?” Pappa asked as soon as he saw her. She ran over giving her Pappa a huge hug, apologising for not listening and now she understood what dangers were outside.

“But you helped save me munchkin, I can’t thank you enough for being our naughty little mouse.” Pappa told him, hugging her tightly.  

 

I broke a promise to Daddy, my punishment was to write a 1000 word story about breaking promises and disobeying orders. I hope this shows how sorry I am.

 

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse.

 

Chapter 2.

 

Pappa mouse sat Rayanna on the floor in front of him. They were in her hollow, Pappa mouse was on her cot. “Rayanna I’m very upset that you disobeyed me again, you put yourself in danger then you put me in danger and the rest of the family. All so we could rescue you from the grimakin. I’ve told you it is dangerous in the grassland, I want you to promise you never go out there without one of the grownup mice. Promise me Rayanna.” Pappa mouse told her. Rayanna didn’t want to promise as she knew she would want to do it again but she saw her Pappa’s stern face so putting her hands behind her back, she crossed her fingers so he wouldn’t see and said, “Yes Pappa, I promise I will never go into the grassland without a grownup. I won’t disobey you again.” Rayanna looked down to the floor, she uncrossed her fingers and brought to her hands to her front as she began twiddling her fingers. Her Pappa watched her for a few seconds, he felt certain she would disobey him again.  “Rayanna, I’m warning you, DO NOT think about going out there again. You WILL NOT DISOBEY THIS ORDER. Understand me ?” Her Pappa ordered, Rayanna nodded her head. Her Pappa shook his head, he knew his naughty little girl would try to visit the grassland again. “Stand up and come here.” He instructed her, pointing to the side of him.

“Rayanna you will bend over my knees and I’m going to spank you, because I don’t believe you understand the seriousness of what you did. That grimakin could have killed you and eaten you, the bowwow’s would kill you too.” Pappa said.

“Pappa, I can run faster than them, the grassland is exciting, there’s nothing to do in our hollow.” Rayanna interrupted, stamped her paw on the floor and folded her arms. “You will do as you’re told.” Pappa mouse said, grabbing her arm, he pulled her over his knee. She had never been spanked before, her brothers and sisters had, even Mamma had spankings from Pappa. He held her tail, put one leg over her legs and began spanking her. Rayanna kicked, cried, fought against her Pappa but he held her tightly. Pappa mouse spanked his little girl until her bottom turned a bright reddie brown colour. Then he stopped, lifting her up he cuddled her tightly.

“Rayanna I am deadly serious about this, disobey me and you will be getting a much more serious punishment than you’ve just had. Now you can get ready and go to bed. Mamma will bring you some supper. You will not leave your cot.” Pappa told her as Rayanna still cried. He kissed her forehead, “Pappa still loves you, I just want you safe.” Then he left her hollow. Rayanna climbed on her cot and cried into her pillow, she didn’t understand why it was such a big deal. After a while she stopped crying, rubbing her hot, sore bottom, she changed into her nightie and climbed into her cot. 

 

Two days later Rayanna was left on her own in the hollow, she was bored. Suddenly she heard strange noises, she knew it was the giants, they sounded close. She crept out of the hollow, looking around for any of her family. No one was around so she scurried out, running around the massive flowers and enormous trees, she hid behind a big pot and watched the giants. It looked like they were playing, like she does with her brothers and sisters, but the giants were louder and she felt the ground pounding when they played closer. Rayanna crept closer, hiding in between the big flowers, peeking through the grass. Suddenly a huge round thing bounced towards her, she ran to hide behind a stone. One of the giants ran over, just as the giant was going to get the thing that went past her, the giant gave a screech, and before Rayanna knew what was happening, the giant got a pot and dropped it over her. Everything went black, scaring Rayanna.

She felt something go under the pot and under her then slowly she went topsy-turvy as the pot went the other way around. The giant took the top off, blinding Rayanna for a minute as the bright light shot down, as she looked up she saw lots of giants faces. They were just staring at her. Rayanna was so scared, now she wished she had obeyed her Pappa, but she didn’t know what to do now, could these giants kill her like Pappa said the grimakin and bowwow’s could.

Suddenly one giant reached into the pot, trying to catch her, she kept trying to scurry away but the pot was only small. The giant caught her, holding her firmly in its big hands. The giant stood up, still holding Rayanna, when she looked down, the ground looked a long way down. All the giants gathered around her, big fingers stroking her head, poor Rayanna was petrified. She couldn’t move her body but she did feel a little safe. These giants seemed to just look at her, not try to kill her. The giant holding her opened it’s hand a bit more, Rayanna stayed still, too scared to move, as these giants ran a finger over her body. All the giants took turns to touch her, Rayanna felt herself shaking inside. The giants made some strange noises, like a cooing noise the big birds make. Then the giant holding her, bent down and put her back on the ground. 

As soon as she was released Rayanna ran away as fast as possible, shaking and crying because she was so scared. She ran into the hollow straight into her Pappa. “Rayanna what’s the matter ? where have you been ?” He asked as she held him tightly, crying and shaking still. She couldn’t speak, so Pappa mouse picked her up and went to sit down with her, holding her, rocking her until she calmed down.

“Pappa, I……I…..broke my promise, I disobeyed you. I went out to the grassland, there were lots of giants playing like I do with all my brothers and sisters, but they found me and caught me. Pappa I was so scared, I thought they were going to kill me but they just wanted to touch me. Pappa they just made funny noises then they put me down again. I ran so fast, faster than I’ve ever run to get home. Pappa I’m so sorry I disobeyed you, I understand about it not being safe, but those giants were nice.” Rayanna got suddenly scared of what her Pappa what thinking. His face looked angry, so angry, he didn’t speak for a minute. “Rayanna I can’t believe you’ve disobeyed me again when I explicitly told you not to go out there again. I’m just so mad right now but more upset with you. You promised you would not do it again, you promised Rayanna. I’m just upset that you actually did this. If it was one of the other giants or those giant animals, they could have really hurt you, or even worse, they could have killed you.” Her Pappa said. “Just go to your hollow and get in your cot. I’m too upset to deal with you now.” Rayanna slowly walked to her hollow, she had really upset Pappa, and she hated seeing that he was angry and upset with her. She crawled into her cot and began crying. Crying because she had been so scared but also because she had upset her Pappa. She had never thought it would have upset him, yes he would have been mad with her but she didn’t think it would’ve made him upset, but she had made a promise to her Pappa. She would have to accept whatever punishment Pappa decided to give her. Soon her tears stopped and dried up on her face, she felt awful, sad and very very guilty and upset.

A few hours later Pappa mouse came to see her. He sat on a chair whilst Rayanna sat up on the cot. “I understand how exciting it must be for you to want to explore the outside world. But you’ve now seen the dangers that are out there. You could have really hurt yourself, or worse. I’m cross that you disobeyed me, but I’m more upset that you did it, that you broke your promise. That’s upset me so much more Rayanna. If you really wanted to go outside then you should have come to me or Mamma and we may have agreed but gone with you.” “I’m sorry Pappa, I didn’t think you would say yes, so I didn’t ask you. But I’m really, really sorry Pappa.” Rayanna said, tears brimming her eyes and slowly slid down. “Rayanna you will have 500 lines to write, you have 2 days to do them. You will have an early bedtime for a month and grounded for that month. I will be giving you a spanking but I will do it when I’m ready, and at the moment I’m still too upset to do it. I suggest you get on with your lines. They are, 

“I will not break a promise and disobey an order given by my Pappa.”

Pappa got up and left the hollow, as Rayanna slowly got up, got her notepad and sat at her desk, then she started doing her lines. She deserved this punishment but she hated to know she had upset her Pappa so much. She will do anything to make things better, then her Pappa reappeared, “I still love you baby girl, I want you to know that. I will always love you.” He walked over and gave his naughty little daughter a kiss, “I love you too Pappa and I’m really sorry. “ Rayanna whispered. “I know Ray, the matters forgotten with now baby girl. Take your punishment and then we can forget about it, but it’s forgotten now, Ray. Carry on with your lines. I will spank you when I’m ready, in a day or two, and it will be a very painful spanking Rayanna. You won’t sit down for a week.” He walked away, blowing her a kiss which she caught and rubbed on her heart like they had done since she was a baby. She was forgiven. She felt her Pappa’s love even when she’s been naughty, but she will try to be good from now on. Try being the main word.

 

Word count – 1770.

 

                                

Rayanna the very naughty mouse. Chapter 3.

 

After the scary time when the giants had grabbed Rayanna, she had been severely punished by Pappa mouse and grounded for a whole month. But Rayanna had been so scared, she knew she was wrong to go out to the grassland but it was so boring staying with her brothers and sisters all the time. The giants had much more fun than they did. She wanted adventures. She wanted to see what life was like past the grassland, Rayanna just wanted to explore.

Being grounded for a month was very long and all Rayanna was allowed to do was hang around with her brothers and sisters. They were all quite a bit older than her, and she heard a lot of naughty words that Mamma and Pappa don’t like them using. Her oldest brothers and sisters said the F bomb in every sentence, because they are the oldest, they get away with it as technically they were big mice now, not littles like Rayanna and her other siblings. But hearing them use those words so regularly for a month, Rayanna had found she had started to use the words too. But she knew she had to be careful never to let her parents hear her say it, only the other day one of her brothers told another brother to F off, Mamma heard him, dragging him into the kitchen by his ear, she squirted liquid soap straight into his mouth. He had to stand in the corner with it in his mouth for 15 minutes, only then was he allowed to spit it out but he wasn’t allowed to rinse his mouth. Rayanna’s sister had muttered s**t when Pappa heard her, she had a wet soapy bar of soap rubbed along her teeth, her tongue, her cheeks, then had an hours corner time sucking on the soap. Pappa took the soap out every 10 minutes to wet it again. By the end of the hour, her sister was crying, heaving, scrubbing her teeth with her brush over and over again. It seemed like a harsh punishment for something she hears a lot from the older members of the family, I mean if Rayanna hears it a lot from them, it’s no surprise she says it as well.

A few weeks later, Rayanna got into trouble at Squeak school, a girl was being mean to her best friend, poking her head, flicking her ears with a ruler, saying her ears were huge and trying to trip her up, grabbing at her tail, so Rayanna shoved her to the floor, calling her a F’ing mean bitch. Mr Theodore, her head of year teacher, happened to be walking behind them all just at the wrong time, so he had seen what had happened and marched them all to Miss Finch’s office, she’s the head teacher. Mr Theodore told her about Suquie being bullied by the other group of mice, but then told her about Rayanna’s attack back and verbal abuse.

Miss Finch does not tolerate bullying or foul language at all. We were all sent to wait outside her office as she phoned all our parents. They had to come in and see her so they could be told exactly what happened, then they were to take us home. Suquie was really upset by what had happened, she had actually done nothing wrong but was more upset Rayanna was in big trouble for protecting her. 

Suquie’s Mamma arrived first, she glanced at the 9 of us before going into Miss Finch’s office. After about 10 minutes, Suquie was called to go in, Rayanna didn’t know what was being said but soon she came out of the office with her Mamma behind her. As they walked past, her Mamma put a loving paw on Rayanna’s shoulder, Rayanna gave a small smile to her and watched as she glowered at the others before hugging her daughter as they left Squeak school. Suquie quickly blew a kiss to her friend, mouthing thank you and love you, Rayanna just smiled and mouthed a love you back. They didn’t need to say anymore. Suquie knew Rayanna was going to be in serious trouble with Miss Finch and her parents, all to protect her, she was a special friend.
One by one, the parents arrived and left a while later, with their mouse looking unhappy and guilty, Rayanna stared at them, looking defiant at each of them as they walked past. She knew she would do exactly the same again to protect her best friend. She’s been picked on all through school just because her ears were extraordinarily large but Rayanna looked after her friends and would never allow anyone to bully them. EVER.

Finally Rayanna saw her mother walk in, she quickly lost her defiant look on her face and looked guilty as she watched her Mamma walk straight past her, into Miss Finch’s office. Twenty minutes later Rayanna was called in. Her tummy was in knots,  as she walked in and stood by her Mamma, who looked furious but still would not look at her daughter. Miss Finch wanted to know exactly what happened then began lecturing her about why attacking and pushing the other girl was not acceptable behaviour. Finally she asked if Rayanna had anything to say, “Yes Miss Finch, I understand pushing her was wrong but that bitch has been bullying Suquie for years,” Her Mamma gasped when she heard her swear, and slapped her bottom really hard, then told her never to use curse words again. Rayanna felt her rage boiling up inside, why was she in trouble for protecting her friend. “Mamma, Miss Finch I am only telling you the truth, Miss Finch you know Suquie has had loads of times when that girl has bullied her, the teachers can’t follow her around making sure they don’t do it again. I am not gonna stand by and just watch it happen, I’m gonna protect her.” Rayanna said, her anger sounding in her voice. “Young lady change your tone right now, I know you think this is the best way to protect your friend, but you should just come and tell a teacher.” Miss Finch told her. “Oh what’s the fucking point in that,” Rayanna shouted at her, “That slag has hit her, pushed her, deliberately making her drop her books, bullied her for 3 years, and all she gets is a telling off. Whereas I protect her, I’m not gonna sit back whilst that bitch hurts her. It’s not fucking gonna happen. I don’t care what you say.”
Rayanna’s Mamma looked in shock at hearing her youngest little girl curse so badly, there was a strict no cursing rule and her Mamma or Pappa did not like it and repercussions were severe. Rayanna didn’t care what she said as Miss Finch began telling her to watch her tongue, but Rayanna was in full melt down, as every swear word under the sun came out of her mouth. Her Mamma just looked shocked.

Miss Finch stood up, slapped her hand down on the desk so hard it stopped Rayanna on the spot, but Rayanna’s nostrils flared, she was breathing hard, suddenly it dawned on her exactly what had just happened. “Get out of my office and face the wall outside by my door Rayanna right now.” Miss Finch shouted at her. She watched as Rayanna stamped outside, slammed the door and stood facing the wall.  

Thirty minutes later Miss Finch opened the door and told her to come in. Her Mamma sat to the side on Miss Finch’s desk now, Rayanna didn’t know why. “Rayanna I will not tolerate such outbursts, the cursing or being shouted at. You may think you did the right thing but this school has a No Bullying Policy, by anyone. What happens to the other girls is not your concern, what you need to be concerned about is what will happen to you. Quite frankly if the governor’s heard this outburst you would be expelled immediately. Now your mother and I have discussed this and we’ve come to an agreement. Rayanna you are suspended for one month. In that time you will be given school work, which your mother will ensure you do. Now I will come to the issue of your language just now. I do not accept such language towards me, this is a very serious issue. Your mother and I have agreed you should be punished separately for this.” Standing up, Miss Finch walked towards the door, going to a cupboard she got out a bowl and turned to Rayanna, “Go and fill this with warm water please Rayanna.” Confused Rayanna just did as she was told. Meanwhile Miss Finch got other things out of her cupboard. Rayanna paid no attention when she came in, giving the bowl to Miss Finch. 

Miss Finch handed Rayanna a bar of soap and told Rayanna to rub the soap in the water until it was nice and soft and soapy. Confused but frankly Rayanna just didn’t give a damn, she just did it moodily. That’s when things became real for her as she saw Miss Finch take out a cane from her cupboard. Rayanna had heard of her caning kids before but never knew if it was true or not. “Stand in front on the desk please Rayanna.” Miss Finch told her. “Do you want to stay ?” She asked her Mamma, who nodded, she was staying there.  Rayanna looked confused until Miss Finch began talking again. “Rayanna, I am very disappointed in your behaviour today, you’re lack of remorse, frankly your outburst and cursing is certainly not acceptable so you’ve had your consequence for fighting, now you will get your consequence for your behaviour in my office. Your mother and I have agreed, I am going to give you a mouth soaping then you will keep your bar of soap in your mouth whilst I cane your bare bottom 20 times ! Do you understand me ?” Miss Finch stood there, putting a disposable glove on her hand. Rayanna was in a state of shock, Did I hear right ? Rayanna thought, Did she just say she would give me a mouth soaping whatever that is, and a caning ? And her mother agreed ? She stared at her Mamma, until she walked over to her daughter and slapped Rayanna’s bottom hard. She gasped in shock, “Answer Miss Finch now Rayanna.” Her Mamma said before sitting down again. “What ? No, I don’t understand.” She spluttered. “Miss Finch make it 25 with the cane, Rayanna is being impertinent. I’ve just about had enough of her behaviour.”
“Very well. Take your panties off please.” Miss Finch told Rayanna. Tears flooded her eyes, she looked beggingly at her mother who just watched coldly as she slowly slipped her pink panties down and lifted them up off the floor, Miss Finch pointed to a chair so Rayanna dropped them on it, moving back in front of the desk. “Open your mouth wide,” Miss Finch ordered as she took out the slimy wet soap out of the bowl. She rubbed the soap along her teeth, top and bottom, front and back, “Tongue out,” as she rubbed the soap all over her tongue. Rayanna began gagging, her eyes watering from the intense smell and burning. Miss Finch wet the soap again, pushed it into Rayanna’s mouth and told her to hold it tightly. “If you drop the soap, I will add a stroke to your hands at the end, now bend over the desk, lift your tail up and over your shoulder. Do not let it drop, or you will gain extra strokes, your hands can reach the edge of the desk Rayanna, so do it. You’ve never received a caning before, I hope you learn from this and never repeat this again.”

Rayanna was crying before the first stroke hit her small bottom, a muffled screech came out of her mouth as Miss Finch performed a perfect ladder affect down her bottom. Rayanna tried hard not to drop the soap, but with all her crying the soap dropped onto the table. “1 extra to your hands after this.” Miss Finch wet the soap, and put it in Rayanna’s mouth again. Drying her hands, Miss Finch picked up the cane, “Into position !” she ordered and quickly Rayanna moved back. She felt the cane tap her sore bottom, making her jump, then the next set of 10 whipped across her backside, catching the under part of her bum, and the top of her thighs, making her shriek, drop the soap and gained another 1 on her hands. Miss Finch continued until she had done 20. “5 left Rayanna, I hope your learning from this. Let’s get this final 5 done.” Again Rayanna gasped and sobbed, the soap was becoming even more difficult to hold in her mouth as she cried harder, the soap fell before the next swipe. Miss Finch was not happy, “1 more to your hands, that’s 3 now, drop it again it will be 5 on your hands, Understand ?” She said sternly, as Rayanna nodded miserably. She bit down hard on the soap, praying it didn’t break in her mouth. 

Miss Finch administered 5 severe stripes from her higher thigh, upwards as Rayanna screamed with her mouth closed tight. Luckily the soap didn’t break or fall out of her mouth again, until Miss Finch went to remove it, handing her a cloth to wipe her face and mouth. Miss Finch allowed her a few moments to clean herself up. Rayanna scrubbed the cloth over her teeth to get the soap out, she couldn’t really feel her bottom, except for this burning and her bottom felt double it’s normal size, as long as she didn’t move she felt no pain. 

“Rayanna put both your hands up, palms up please. Closer together, you will get 3 strokes on your hands because you dropped your soap. Ready ?” Miss Finch asked kindly, she knew Rayanna must be incredibly sore and she was very impressed with how well she took this punishment. Her Mamma had told her she gets spanked at home but nothing like this, but she had wanted her to learn from it, plus she had her father to deal with when she went home. Secretly Miss finch hoped her father didn’t spank her until she was healed but that was his decision. There were a few broken skin areas across her skin, she would deal with them before she left.  

Rayanna cried her heart out when Miss Finch caned her palms 3 times, when it was over, she blew into her hands, shaking them. Snot and tears mixed together making her look a terrible mess, at first Miss Finch carefully rubbed soothing cream onto her palms, then handed her a fresh cloth to wipe her face again. “Just bend over a moment so I can check you’ve no cuts on your skin.” Rayanna bent back over the desk as Miss Finch put 5 plasters on her bottom and one on her thigh, she then rubbed a little cream on her before telling her to put her panties back on.

It was so painful to walk nevermind to try a pull her panties up. She carefully tried to lift them up high then slowly down so she didn’t touch herself, but it didn’t help. It hurt like hell.

“Rayanna, I know you think you were protecting Suquie, but can you imagine how she will feel now, when she knows how much trouble you have been in, the punishment you have been given from me, nevermind what punishment you will get at home. I think she will feel incredibly guilty, don’t you ?” Miss Finch asked, Rayanna looked at her and nodded. “Now do you see, maybe you should have just kept coming to me. From now on, if anyone bullies her or anyone else, I want you to come to me. Don’t even tell your form teacher, I will be personally involved in Suquie now, her mother explained just how much she has been going through and quite frankly, a lot of it, I didn’t know. But I do not want you to do anything. What do bullies get out of doing what they do ? “ She asked. “T….to hurt someone, upset someone, get them into trouble instead of the bullies.” Rayanna said. “Exactly, do you think they will be sad to learn of the trouble they are in ?” Miss Finch asked. “N…N..no, they will laugh about it.” Rayanna said. “I’ve given them what they want.” She sniffed thinking about it. “I was just sick of what they’ve been doing to Suquie, Mamma, you know I come home and tell you about it. I tell the teachers and they just speak to them but nothing ever changes. Suquie, she…..she’s been talking about hurting herself. I’ve always talked her out of her depression, but she’s in a bad way Miss Finch. Mamma I promise you, it’s true, I’m not supposed to tell anyone. But I’m scared she might do something, if her Mamma finds out she may move schools, I can’t stay here without her.” “Alright Rayanna, I’m really pleased you’ve told me, I will have to speak with her parents but I think it’s time I look more deeply into exactly what has been going on. Believe me when I say I have no idea it has become this bad. So something has gone seriously wrong with my system in school. Now look, I want you to go home, think about this, I do not want a repeat session. And Rayanna, you ever speak to me in that way again, or use foul language, I will cane you again. Understand ?” Miss Finch asked.

“Yes Miss Finch, I’m really really sorry bout what I said,” Rayanna told her, “I know, and I will do my best to sort this out.” She told Rayanna and her Mamma. “Thank you Miss Finch, I’m terribly sorry for what has happened,” her Mamma told her. “I think her bottom may need attention when she is home.” Miss Finch said. Her Mamma nodded, said thank you, then put an arm around her daughter’s shoulders and left together. 

 

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 4. Word count 3140

 

Rayanna’s Mamma was very kind to her when they got home, she ushered her straight to her dorm, ignoring her Pappa asking what had happened. Laying on her tummy, on the cot, her Mamma lifted her skirt and tail, slipped her panties off and went to get her a wet washcloth. Gently she cleaned the stripes across her thighs, sitspot and flanks, they looked nasty as deep purple welts began showing up, becoming more swollen. Carefully her Mamma rubbed cream in, Rayanna cried quietly into her pillow until finally she finished. Her Mamma crouched on the floor next to her daughters face and wiped her tears away. “I’m s….s….sorry Mamma. Really I am, I was just so angry with that girl, I’m so scared Suquie will hurt herself badly.” Rayanna spluttered. Her Mamma kissed her head gently, “Sweetheart this is a secret we cannot keep, Suquie’s parents need to know. This is too serious not to tell them….” Rayanna began protesting but her Mamma put a finger to her lips, “Ray, imagine if Suquie did something to herself, and her Mamma walking in and finding her, that’s a terrible thing for her to see. Imagine the guilt she would feel, and your guilt. We need to go to speak with her parents, let Miss Finch sort out the school bullying, we need to be there for Suquie and her family.” Mamma told her. “What if she moves school Mamma, could I leave with her ?” Rayanna asked. “We will discuss it, if it comes to that, okay. Now you need to sleep a while, you’re bottom is going to be very sore for quite some time. You also have your Pappa to face. Now sleep.” her Mamma stood up, gently lay a blanket over her then left the room.

Her Pappa was pacing back and forth in the kitchen waiting to hear what happened. Her Mamma told him to sit down, making them both a drink, she told him everything. His face went from furious to concern, back to anger again. He wanted to go and speak with his daughter now, but her Mamma stopped him. Telling him she needed rest, for once he agreed, shaking his head. “You know we should be proud of Ray for looking out for Suquie, but cursing at Miss Finch what has happened to our baby girl ?” he said. “She’s growing up  that’s what’s going on. Trying to act like the bigger kids. But I’m more worried about Suquie. I think we need to speak to her parents tomorrow. I want to phone them, ask them to come round.” Pappa nodded, so Mamma went to the phone and called Suquies parents. They arranged to come around at 10am the next day.

Rayanna slept and wept through the night, her Mamma brought her dinner, making sure she was okay, telling her Suquie and her parents were coming around tomorrow. Rayanna was really worried Suquie would be mad with her, breaking her promise not to tell anyone, but her Mamma assued her she would be okay.

The next morning Rayanna tried to sit up, crying out in pain just as her Pappa walked past her door. He knocked then opened the door, “You okay, Ray ? You hurting ?” He asked as he came to her, holding his hands out, Rayanna got up and hugged her Pappa. Whispering, “I’m sorry Pappa, I never meant to speak that way to Miss Finch, I can’t believe I swore at her.” Pappa laughed a little, “Girl you did more than just swear a little, you always do things over the top don’t you. Now you know I will punish you for this, you’re in serious trouble but this morning I want to focus on Suquie, you must tell the whole truth when they come around, no secrets, do you hear me ?” He told her, “Yes Pappa.” Rayanna whispered, “Good girl, now I will get your Mamma to check your bottom and bring you breakfast. We will talk later about this issue though.” She nodded as he left, wincing as she sat down.

Her Mamma brought her some breakfast, checking Rayanna’s bottom, she left it bare, saying let the air get to it for a while. “Eat your breakfast then get a shower, I will check it again, I think I will need to put some plasters over certain areas, then you can get dressed.” She told Rayanna, then left to get a tray ready with cups and tea and coffee pots.

Rayanna ate her breakfast greedily, she didn’t  realise how hungry she was, sitting down was very hard, pain shot up her body, tears sprang to her eyes as she blinked them away. She was really nervous, hoping Suquie didn’t go mad with her for telling her secret. After breakfast she quickly had a shower, jumping and squeaking when water ran over her sore bottom. After her shower she lay flat on her tummy on her bed, letting the air dry her naturally, listening to music and messing on her IPad. Her Mamma had been in to rub cream over her bum, so she was just stayed naked for a while. The fresh air on her bottom actually felt really nice so she was happy staying as she was until she had to get dressed.

As her music was on so loud, she never heard the doorbell, never heard her Mamma shouting her, never heard Suquie open her door until she heard a gasp, and felt a paw on her leg. Rayanna jumped, taking her headphones off, seeing Suquie gaping at her backside. “Suquie, what the…..” Rayanna began to say.

“What…….what happened Ray, how……what did that to you ? Who……. Ray I’m so sorry. I never wanted to get you in trouble. Tell me what happened.” Suquie said, her voice quivered. Rayanna spent the next few minutes explaining what happened when her mum arrived at school. Suquie was shocked but also giggled at the thought of Rayanna swearing at Miss Finch, imagining how horrified she would be. But when Rayanna began telling her about the mouth soaping and the caning, Suquie was horrified. “Can I touch it ?” she asked. Rayanna nodded, she had no issues being naked in front of her best friend, they had both examined each others bodies.

Carefully Suquie ran a finger lightly over her welted skin, feeling its heat, feeling her best friend flinch at her touch. Rayanna explained how it felt during the caning, going into great detail. “Ray, I’m so sorry. I never meant you getting into trouble. I’m really sorry, and that bitch hasn’t got into trouble again. I can’t believe she’s not got suspended or expelled.” Suquie said, giving her best friend a hug. “I think Finch is gonna do some investigating now, she claimed she didn’t know about half the stuff that had happened. Sus, I told them about you cutting yourself, I’m so sorry, I was just so mad I blurted it out to Finch, about you talking about hurting yourself.” Rayanna told her, looking back at Suquie who was still examining her backside. She looked at Ray, “I know Ray, Finch phoned Mamma to go in and see her next week but your Mamma told mine when she phoned last night. They talked for a long time, but Mamma and Pappa didn’t say anything to me until this morning. They kept telling me not to be upset with you, that you were only doing what good friends do, looking out for me. I was angry at first Ray, but I know you’ve been worried sick about me, I know that. I’m sorry I’ve put you in an awkward position and getting you in trouble with Finch.” Suquie hugged her best friend before Rayanna pulled away, telling her she better get dressed before her parents come to get them. The girls chatted whilst Rayanna got some clothes on, wincing as her panties touched her bottom. Then they went into the living room, both sets of parents were sat there, cups of tea and coffee were on the table, cans of unopened Cola were out for the girls, as the parents stopped talking whilst the girls grabbed a can each and sat together on the settee. “Rayanna, I want to start by saying thank you for being such a good friend to Suquie. Protecting her against those bullies. We know how long this has been going on, though Miss Finch claims she didn’t know half of it. By the end of next week, she will know everything and we will be putting our foot down to get this stopped. Hopefully getting the girls expelled.” Suquie’s Pappa said. “Please don’t send me to another school Pappa, you know there are bullies in every school, I can’t leave Rayanna with them.” Suquie begged, the girls held hands on the settee, though Rayanna sat awkwardly. 

The parents and girls talked about everything that had been happening at school. Suquie’s Pappa wrote everything down, trying to remember dates when certain things happened. Luckily Suquie had written a lot down in her diary, names, dates, even times of each incident and what happened so her Pappa took that to look through.

“I know Rayanna is in a lot of trouble at school but I hope you can understand her actions. I know it’s nothing to do with us, how you discipline your children is your own business, but I wondered if you could think about the reason why this happened. If you….” Suquie’s Mamma said. “I understand what you are saying and I will consider why she did what she did, and the punishment will be what it is. It’s what happened between her and Miss Finch that I cannot ignore. Cursing, disrespecting Miss Finch I will not ignore. But I will consider what you said. Girls you may leave us now if you want. “ Rayanna’s Pappa said, his voice serious and very stern. “Thank you Pappa.” Rayanna said, she and Suquie ran back to her dorm. She could hear her Pappa telling Suquie’s parents what happened in the office.

Rayanna quickly closed the door, not wanting to hear them talking. She gasped when the door handle caught her bruised palms, making Suquie jump. “What’s wrong ?” She asked, going to look at her hands. Running her fingers over the welts that were showing, purple bruises were starting to show. “Did Finch do this ? With that cane ? Fucking hell Ray, that looks real sore.” Suquie said softly. Blowing gently on both palms to cool them down, she looked at her best friend and gave her a big hug. “Can I do anything to make it better ?” she asked. Rayanna sniffed a little, “Would you rub cream on my bum ?” she asked. “Course I will, this one ?” Rayanna nodded, she took her panties off and lay down on the cot. “Sitting down hurt so much Su, I know Pappa knew it would hurt when I had to sit down, least it wasn’t on the floor.” Suquie began rubbing cream in, very slowly, feeling and looking at every bruise, welt and mark. “ It’s so hot Ray, would you prefer a wet cold washcloth placing over your arse instead  ?” Her best friend asked. “ Oh that’s a great idea Su, do you mind ?” Rayanna asked. “ Of course not.” Suquie jumped up, went to the bathroom, found a washcloth and ran it under the cold tap for a long time. Squeezing the water out, she was left with a icy cold cloth which she took and carefully placed it over Rayanna’s bottom. Ray gasped when the cold cloth touched her burning skin, but after a second, it made it feel better. “ Oh that’s nice Su. “ 

Rayanna turned her head to Suquie, “ Can I tell you a secret, and I mean this does have to be between us ?”  She asked her friend. “ Yes of course Ray, you know that. “ Suquie told her. “ Well you know like when I was being caned, I started to feel this like tingle, you know, down there. It was weird coz it hurt like hell yet it felt exciting too.” Rayanna said. “ Do you mean down there, down there ?” Suquie asked. “Yeah, right there.” Rayanna pointed down towards her groin. The girls fell about laughing, they were growing up, their bodies changing,  turning them into grownup mice. They talked about boys and sex a lot, and they had looked closely at each others bodies, their developing breasts, even their pubic hair was examined. Both girls had chatted about playing with each other, just to see how it feels but they hadn’t done anything yet. They were waiting for a sleepover, then they intended to explore. But for now they chatted for a while about how Rayanna felt during her punishment.
Soon Suquie’s parents called for her, it was time for her to leave. Rayanna asked if she could stay for a bit longer but her Pappa said no. The girls hugged each other, saying bye as the parents gave each other a little kiss, hug and shook hands, then they all left.  As Rayanna started to walk towards her dorm, her Pappa told her to go and wait in her parents bedroom. She knew immediately that this will be when her Pappa speaks to her and probably punishes her about what happened. Her Mamma scurried away to tidy up then said she was going to the shops.

Her head hung low, Rayanna pouted then headed to her parents bedroom. She sat on the bed and waited. Now she felt very very nervous, knowing her Pappa was really cross with her. Her Pappa popped his head in the room, “ Go and stand by the wall Rayanna, paws on your head, here is a coin, I want you to hold that coin to the wall with your nose. You will stay there for 30 minutes, if you drop it, the time starts again.” He ordered, the strictness in his voice made Rayanna’s blood run cold. She took the coin, headed to a wall, her eyes filled with tears, then after a few go’s, she was set for standing there for a long long time. “ I want you to be very honest Rayanna, if you drop the coin you will reset the time back to 30 minutes. DO NOT LIE. Do you hear me ?” He ordered, “ Yes Pappa.” Then he walked out of the room.

A few minutes later, Rayanna began fidgeting, and she dropped the coin. Feeling sure her Pappa didn’t hear it drop to the floor, she picked it up and didn’t reset the timer. It was so boring spending 30 minutes facing the wall, Rayanna sung quietly to herself, her feet moving about, she ended up dropping the coin 4 more times, but she thought she was being clever by catching it with her body so it didn’t drop to the floor, incase her Pappa was nearby and heard the little clatter the coin would make when it hit the floor. Again she didn’t change the timer, how would her Pappa know ? He wasn’t in the room, so he won’t know. 

Finally the timer rang out loud, her Pappa entered the room again seeing his daughter facing the wall, he turned the timer off. “Come here Ray.” He ordered, his voice sounded loud and hard. Rayanna moved away, catching the coin and headed to where her Pappa indicated, “Did you manage to do the time out without dropping the coin ?” He asked. “Yes Pappa,” Rayanna said, looking at the floor. “Did you Rayanna ? I would be surprised if you didn’t stumble and drop it, even Mamma does at least once.” Pappa told her. “Did you drop it, tell me the truth.” Rayanna wasn’t prepared to tell her Pappa she dropped it loads, “No Pappa, I held it all the time.” She told him. “Rayanna we have always taught you to be honest, you know lying is wrong.” She started to say something but her Pappa held a finger up to stop her. “As I said you know lying is wrong, yet you lie to me now, right in front of me, are you not in enough trouble ? I saw you drop it 5 times. 5 Rayanna. Isn’t that correct ? Look at me now.” He ordered. Rayanna slowly lifted her head, and looked at her Pappa, he was furious, she had never seen his eyes look so angry. She began twiddling her fingers about and whispered, “Yes Pappa.”
He took a deep breath, shaking his head, what had happened to his little girl, suddenly she has changed so much, not doing as she’s told, cursing, fighting and now lying. This had to stop.

Her Pappa sat on the bed, “Come here.” He ordered. Rayanna slowly headed towards her Pappa, she suddenly felt very very nervous. “I’m very disappointed in you Rayanna, you know better than to lie. Look at me.” He ordered again. “You are grounded for 2 months, your birthday party is cancelled, Do not speak. “ He told her as she was about to complain and argue about it. “I am going to spank you now, then you will stand facing the wall, holding the coin for 1 hour. You drop it, you start again. Then you will go over my knee again. You will be spanked every day, before you start your schoolwork with Mamma and at bedtime, until I feel you have learnt your lesson. So this could be a week, a month or the entire 2 months. I do not care how sore your bottom is going to be, or that you might be going to school with a red, burning, bruised bottom. You will learn never to do this again. Now go into my bedside cabinet and hand me the clear looking paddle.” Rayanna walked over to it, opening the drawer she saw a whole collection of paddles and strange looking things. It was then when she spotted a cane resting against the cabinet, hidden by the bed, plus a black thing that look a bit scary. The clear looking one was on the top of them, it was surprisingly heavy as she picked it up, noticing there were holes in it. Handing it to her Pappa, he pointed to the other side of where he sat, She walked around him and stood by his side, her tummy was in knots and tears were fighting to flow down her face.

Pappa looked at her, “I hope this is the last time I need to punish you like this. I’ve never had to give you a spanking before, I promise you, it will be much worse than your Mamma’s. Now bend over.” 

 

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 5.

 

Rayanna lay on her tummy in her cot, she had cried so hard during that spanking she thought she couldn’t cry again, all her tears should be gone by now. Her bottom hurt so badly she couldn’t move,  yet her Pappa had told her she had to come for dinner when it was ready, and she would be sitting on her wooden stool. She thought back to the spanking her Pappa gave her, she never wanted that ever again.

As she bent over her Pappa’s knee, she felt herself shake, her tummy had butterflies, she felt sick and so nervous she thought she would pee. Blinking the tears away, she slowly reached her Pappa, he took her arm and pulled her over his knee. Pappa had very long legs for an adult mouse, and even though Rayanna was just into her teens, her arms dangled and her feet only just touched the ground. But it didn’t seem to matter as he put one leg onto a foot stool, his other leg stayed on the ground. Then he pushed her further over his knee.

Pappa glanced at her very sore bottom, her school skirt barely covering her. “Rayanna this is going to hurt a lot, you will need to accept your punishments like the big girl you tried to be, I hope with this lesson you will learn never to fight, curse or lie again.”

Rayanna remembered her Pappa spanking her with his paw for a while before he pulled her panties completely off. She tried to grab them, keeping them up, but she was slapped on her paw until she let go.

Then she remembered that awful paddle, it stung, bit her bottom, making it burn so badly. This was much worse than the cane, she thought. She cried, screamed and punched at the air to no avail, how was she going to cope with this again at bedtime, then again twice every day until Pappa thought she had learnt her lesson, she thought to herself afterwards. 

Rayanna cried so much her eyes hurt, snot and slobber was dripping from her face as she was over her Pappa’s knee and now once it was all over. But it wasn’t over yet, she had this timeout to do, then he was spanking her again. This break was just for her Pappa to rub cream into her bottom, giving her chance to calm down. “Stand up Rayanna, here’s a washcloth to clean your face.” She took the cloth, wiped her eyes, face then lastly her nose. She still whimpered as her father passed her the coin and pointed to the wall. Taking the coin she started to pull her skirt down when her Pappa stopped her. “Skirt up, in fact, no, just take it off, put it on the bed.” Rayanna winced as she pulled her skirt off, placed the coin on the wall, her Pappa watched as she put her nose to the coin, then put her paws on her head. “Just so you know, I have a camera pointed to that wall so I can watch when you have to do a timeout. That’s how I know so do not think you can trick me.” Pappa walked out then, leaving her trying not to cry so she didn’t drop the coin.

She remembered how for the first 10 minutes she dropped it so many times. Every time she sobbed she would drop it. But this time she made sure she reset the clock. In the end it took nearly an hour and a half to complete.

But just when she thought it couldn’t get worse, it did. Her Pappa heard the alarm go off and was quickly back in the bedroom, he walked over to her and gave her a hug. “Well done Rayanna, I watched how difficult it was at the beginning. Your punishment for now is nearly over. I want you to go and bend over the bed.” Tears welled up in Rayanna’s eyes, she didn’t think she could cope with much more. Suddenly she heard a sound that was a bit familiar but she wasn’t sure. Turned out it was her Pappa taking his belt off. “Rayanna, I can’t tell you how much you have disappointed me, I never thought we would hear such language coming out of your mouth. Mamma counted that you swore 16 times, 16 Rayanna. That’s disgraceful behaviour. Every morning I am going to use my belt on you 16 times, so you can go to school remembering why your bottom hurts so badly. Today you will get 20, every time I use this belt I expect you to count, 1, I’m sorry Pappa, I will not curse. 2, I’m sorry Pappa, I will not curse. Do you understand ?” Pappa had said, so so sternly. “Y……yes Pappa, I understand.” Rayanna said, the words stumbled out.

Then she remembered that first blistering whip, how she thought her skin was going to be ripped off, she wondered if her bottom could burn more if she burnt herself in a fire. Stupid, she knew but she couldn’t help wondering. 

Rayanna couldn’t remember much more of that belting, only at the end when it hurt so much to walk. Pappa gave her a huge hug and stayed with her until her sobbing had calmed down. Then he walked her to her cot, helped her lay on her tummy and gently rubbed some cold cream over her bottom and legs. “Ray, you’ve been a good girl, you stay here until Mamma calls you for dinner. Then you come back and get ready for bed. Do you have homework ?” Pappa asked. “Just some reading.” She had said. “Then you may read it after dinner in your cot then go to sleep. Remember tomorrow  you will get a spanking before school and before bed until I’ve decided you have learnt your lesson. Have a rest now sweetheart.” Then he left the room. 

As soon as he left, she had cried and cried herself to sleep. Mamma woke her up for dinner as she helped Rayanna get out of her cot,  then she walked with her daughter to the kitchen. Pappa was already seated and Rayanna noticed her stool was position at her Pappa’s side. She fought tears away as she carefully sat down, her Mamma helped her get into her nightdress before going for dinner. But just as Rayanna was about to sit down, Pappa told her to lift her nightdress, he wanted her bare bottomed on the stool. Rayanna felt her face flush, her siblings understood what she was going through, they had all been there at some point. As long as she didn’t move, it didn’t hurt too badly, she ate her dinner quietly until her Pappa dismissed her. Getting up was a different matter as her skin was stuck to the bare wood. Crying out a little and wincing, Rayanna slowly got up and went to her dorm. Getting her school book she lay on her cot, trying to focus on the words instead of the pain.

It didn’t take her long to finish the book, when her Mamma popped in. “Here’s some cream for you, you must rub some into your bottom and legs before and after your school day. It will help with the healing. I will leave it here.” she said, “Thank you Mamma.” Rayanna said quietly  then she kissed her daughter lightly on the top of her head and left. Rayanna cried herself to sleep again.

The following morning Rayanna ached everywhere, her body felt like she had been in a fight, but her bottom, oh Lordy, she thought of her school day, sitting all that time, how ? Will wearing panties help ? Then she remembered she wasn’t allowed to wear them and her spanking was due this morning. Tears fell from her eyes as she tried to get dressed, Mamma said she still had to dress in her school uniform even though she was suspended, so she carefully went to the kitchen to get her breakfast. Just as she started her porridge, Pappa said, “As soon as you have eaten go to your room, I will be waiting for you.” Rayanna just whispered “Yes Pappa.” dreading what was to come, her Mamna quickly warned her not to eat her food slower than normal. She was busy getting the school work out for today. Rayanna couldn’t go any slower, she had eaten then taken her bowl to the sink before slowly heading back to her dorm. Her Pappa was quickly behind her, “Quickly Rayanna, I have to go to work. Did you use the cream your Mamma gave you ?.” Oh no, she suddenly remembered it, guiltily she hung her head, shaking it. “I’m sorry Pappa, I forgot, I fell asleep very early.” Her Pappa was furious, lecturing her on why her Mamma lovingly made sure she had the cream to heal her bottom. “Did you use it this morning ?”, he asked. Again she shook her head. “Skirt up, I hope you have no panties on, face that wall with your hands on your head.” her Pappa ordered, then left the room.

Returning after a minute or two, he told her to take one step back then touch her ankles. “You do not move from this position.” His voice was scary, she had never heard him sound like this before. Suddenly she felt this cold stuff drip over her bottom, then her Pappa rubbed this cream (she presumed), all over her bottom and legs, he was not very gentle over her swollen sore skin. When he ordered her to spread her legs, she felt something go over her happy spot. When he ordered her to spread her cheeks, she felt her face blush crimson as again, she felt something go over her bottom hole. Then she was told to resume position.

“I wont tolerate disobedience Rayanna, you should know that by now, yet you didn’t bother to do what your Mamma told you to do. Something that will benefit you, help your skin heal. But no, you chose to ignore it. For this disobedience you will get 20 again. I want you to wear no panties every day you are suspended, I want your bare bottom on your stool as you do your school work.” Her Pappa said as he took his belt off.

As her Pappa was chastising her, she felt a warm tingling sensation in her bottom hole and happy spot. Well it wasn’t as much warm, it was actually getting hotter and more uncomfortable, the tingling was getting stronger. She had no idea what her Pappa had put on her but she knew one thing, Rayanna did NOT like it. She started fidgeting, trying to shake her butt to get whatever it was off her. “Stop moving and stay in position. Move your tail over your shoulder Rayanna. I should not have to tell you this again.” He ordered. “Pappa I can’t, something’s burning me, I need to wash myself.” Rayanna begged, grabbing her tail and just about to stand up, when a sudden swat went across her legs. Rayanna screamed out loud, and another swat followed by another. “This will continue until you get into position Rayanna.” Her Pappa said, swinging that belt over and over, covering her legs with thick welts, the tail end whipped around the front of her legs, the edge cutting into her thighs.

After 10 or more whips with the belt Rayanna got into position, she thought that meant 10 off her morning spanking but she was wrong  “Finally you choose to get into position, now you stay there for your punishment. Move and I will whip your legs again.” Pappa told her, it was very hard to get into position and stay there when you are stood up, bent over holding your ankles. The force of the belt made you move forward, but as long as she got back into position immediately Pappa didn’t mind. 

Rayanna was sobbing before the 20 swats started, she remembered the count she needed to say, as she screamed, wailed, begged him to stop, his swats seemed harder for the last 5, but the last one his belt wrapped around to her front, the tail end whipped her Happy Spot and she fell on her knees.

Struggling to breath as she cried so hard, everywhere hurt.

Her Pappa reached down, helping her up, he hugged her tightly, rubbing her back until she had calmed down. Kissing the top of her head. “Good girl Rayanna, it’s so much easier if you just stayed in position. I hope you are learning from this Ray.” Pappa said quietly. Making soothing noises, kissing her, hugging her until her sobs calmed. Rayanna clung to her Pappa, “I’m sorry Pappa, I really am.” She whispered between sobs. “I know Ray, now come, lie on the bed and I will rub some cream in. I want you to rub more in at lunchtime, dinner time and bedtime today. Do not forget, you don’t want such a bad whipping again tonight.” Her Pappa told her.”Pappa I don’t think I can take any more, please Pappa.” Rayanna willed her Pappa to say No more, but all he said was, “I will tell you when enough is enough young lady, not you. All you have to do is do as you are told. Now you may get up, clean yourself up and your Mamma will have your school work ready. I want to hear a good report of your Mamma today.” He ordered, his voice stern once more. Sobbing Rayanna stuttered, “Yes Pappa.”

She walked awkwardly to the bathroom and washed her face, drying her hands she decided to look at her bottom, so holding her skirt up, her tail was over her shoulders, she looked over her shoulder into the mirror. What she saw shocked her, her entire bottom, back and sides of her legs were swollen, a mass of welts, cuts and bruises. No wonder she could hardly walk, she thought as she carefully lowered her dress and  walked to the kitchen. Mamma had all her books out, the work ready in piles for the day. Her little wooden stool ready for her to sit down.

Somehow Rayanna sat down without wailing, tears fell but she cried quietly, now she was ready for her work. She just hoped she didn’t need to move again soon.

The morning went by surprisingly quickly, she chose to have no morning break, but her Mamma did make her a couple of hot chocolate drinks. “You’ve done very well Rayanna this morning. I’m proud of your work and dedication. I will be sure to tell Pappa how well you’ve worked. Now lunchtime, you may have an hours break and you may have your lunch in your den. I will bring something to you. Please go and put some cream on your bottom before you forget again.” Her Mamma told her, smiling at her little girl, she kissed her cheeks. “Now go, get that cream done first, please.” Rayanna gave her Mamma a hug and whispered, Love you Mamma, before kissing her cheek and walking back to her den.

The first thing Rayanna did was rub some cream into her red hot, welted skin. It was sooo sore and hard to touch but she had to do as she was told so she covered her skin then lay on her tummy waiting for the cream to sink in. She was still allowed her phone so she messaged Suquie, checking to see if she was okay. Miss Finch allowed her to take two weeks off, but doing school work at home a bit like Rayanna except she wasn’t suspended. Miss Finch wanted some time to investigate what exactly had been going on, speaking to teachers, pupils, even looking through the CCTV cameras. She wanted every bit of evidence before making her decision about the future of the other girls. This also meant that Suquie would make a decision about whether she was moving school or not. 

Rayanna felt sick at the thought of losing her best friend at school, she didn’t think her Pappa would let her move school, so she would just have to wait and see what happens.

Her Mamma brought her lunch on a tray, popping it on the table. “Mamma can I phone Suquie whilst I’m on my lunch break please ?” she asked. Her Mamma thought for a moment, “Okay, yes you may and thank you for asking. But I expect all your lunch eaten and you back in the kitchen doing your work at 1pm sharp.” She told her, “Thank you Mamma.” Rayanna smiled and hugged her, “Okay, go on have your lunch. And bring your lunch tray back with you please.” She said as she walked out and left her to call Suquie, she knew Rayanna had been desperately worried about her so she thought it was only fair that she spoke with her. She just hoped she had done the right thing and that Pappa wouldn’t be annoyed with her. She personally did not want a spanking at the moment as her bottom was also welted and terribly sore due to a caning she had been given that morning for being rude to him. She was on a fine line for a severe punishment, one more incident and that would be it. Both Rayanna and her Mamma had to be very good, neither wanted another visit over Pappas knee or bent over the bed. They were determined to show how good they could be.

Rayanna and Suquie chatted for the entire lunch break whilst Rayanna ate her lunch. Suquie felt terribly guilty about the punishment Rayanna had been given

But she told Suquie she would do it all again, if those girls bullied her again. Suquie said she would too, they missed each other terribly, Suquie desperately wanted give Rayanna a big hug. They were thankful that they had still got their phones, for now.

 

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 6.

 

Whilst Rayanna was chatting away with Suquie, her Mamma was busy cleaning up the kitchen after lunch, getting the afternoon’s school work ready. The phone rang, picking it up she saw it was her husband. “Hi Sebastian, you ok ?” It was unusual for him to phone whilst in work. “No, I’m not ok. I forgot to take Rayanna’s mobile of her. I don’t want her to be in contact with anyone. I’ve just tried phoning her, and the line is engaged. Do you know about this ?” He did not seem happy about this. “I…..I gave her permission to call Suquie.” Honey told him. “Since when have we allowed our children to use their mobile phones when they are grounded. You should have realised I had just forgotten to take it off her and done it yourself. NOT give her permission to call her friend.” He was furious with his wife. “I know Sebastian, but she just needed to make sure Suquie was ok, they are only chatting hunnie, She’s been a really good girl this morning.” Honey tried to stay cheery, but really she was beginning to feel very nervous. “Oh well, that’s ok then, she’s been good for A morning, after all that’s happened. Really Honey ?” Sebastian told her. “We will talk about this later. You’ve made a grave mistake, one you should never have done. You know mobiles are not allowed if grounded. I’m surprised at you. I will see you later, I think you know what is going to happen.” He hung up, leaving Honey looking at her phone, her hand shaking slightly.

She realised she had just made a terrible mistake and she was going to pay for it. Once Rayanna finished her lunch, her Mamma asked for her phone. “Why Mamma, Pappa didn’t say take it away.” She whined. “No he forgot, he’s just phoned me to say he tried calling you, he knows you were talking to Suquie and he’s not very happy with me at all.” Rayanna thought she knew what she meant by that statement, so without moaning, she handed her the mobile. Mamma smiled, whispered thank you, then took it away. She felt worried about what her Pappa would do, also, would he be mad at her too. She hoped not.

Rayanna continued her homework, there were a few things with her maths she didn’t understand, so she would have to ask her Pappa for help. Mamma wasn’t very up to date with maths nowadays, as it had changed considerably since she was at school. Honey busily prepared and cooked the evening meal and quickly all the family returned home from whatever they were doing, school, college or work. Sebastian was the last to come home, he’d had a very busy day and felt very tired but he had to deal with his disobedient wife. The family chatted non-stop during dinner, only Rayanna and her parents knew something was wrong, but it was always like this. Eventually Honey had cleaned up, Sebastian went to get some bits done himself, then went to see Rayanna. “Hi Pappa, could you help me do my maths. I was struggling with it.” She got up to get her book and together they worked through the parts she was struggling with, he was very good at explaining how to do the working out, she didn’t want to be told the answer, she wanted to know how to do it. Eventually she had completed it all.

“Now Rayanna, come sit on the bed a moment. I believe Mamma gave you permission to speak with Suquie earlier ?” He asked, “ Now you know the rules if you’ve been grounded don’t you ?” He asked, the sound of his voice chilled Rayanna a little. “Y…Yes Pappa, I only wanted to……..” Rayanna began, until her Pappa put a finger up. “Do you know the rules Rayanna ?” He asked, she looked at the floor, “Yes Pappa,” She whispered. “Then why did you ask for your phone ? Your Mamma should have known better than to give it to you, but you should also have known better than to ask. Should you not ?” He asked patiently. “I..I..just wanted to check on Suquie Pappa. I…….” Rayanna tried to explain. “I don’t want excuses, I want you to learn to follow my rules. Over and over you disobey me, well no more. You’ve been a spoilt little brat and I’m not putting up with it anymore. Now you need you’re bedtime spanking before I deal with your mother and I can tell you, I’m not happy with either of you.”  “PaPappa, please.” Rayanna began. “No more Rayanna.” Her Pappa stood up, began unfastening his belt, pulling it quickly through the loops of his trousers, dropping it on her cot, he sat back down and in one quick movement, he grabbed Rayanna’s wrist and threw her over his knee. Her school skirt flew over her bottom before she had a chance to breath then her Pappa began spanking. All the while lecturing her about following his rules at all times, and he was fed up with both her and her Mamma thinking they don’t apply to them. It was going to change from now. Rayanna refused to cry, she was mad at him, she didn’t see any issue with wanting to check up on her friend. Well she was NOT going to cry.

Her Pappa stopped then, reaching for something, she spotted what is was. It was her wooden long school ruler. As he began swinging heavy swats across her sit spots, Rayanna became more and more angry, punching her Pappa’s legs, kicking backwards to try to catch his arms, He ended up putting one leg over her so she couldn’t kick then grabbed both arms and held them behind her back. “And this behaviour is also not acceptable, and will only land you in more trouble,” her Pappa said, swatting the back of her legs, now Rayanna fought the tears away, I will not cry, I will not cry, She told herself, over and over, refusing to get up even though her bottom and legs were now burning madly. “Get up and get over the bed, don’t you dare move,” Pappa told her. She lay over the bed, hugging her pillow tightly under her head. 

Pappa grabbed his belt, raised at and whipped it across her backside, her sit spot and legs until eventually Rayanna couldn’t hold back anymore and she sobbed into the pillow. It didn’t long before she stopped fighting it, Pappa knew she reached her limit, he hated punishing his little girl but enough was enough and she had to learn this.

Stopping, he dropped the belt on the desk, lifted her up, scooped her onto his knees as he sat on the bed, she immediately began hugging him and he did her. Rocking her gently, side by side, kissing her head. “Right lie down, let me rub some cream on, then you can go to bed,” Rayanna climbed off her Pappa’s knee, she was so sore and tender it hurt so much to walk and move, tears began to fall down her face again. Pappa picked up the cream, “Now, what are you going to do with this cream ?” He asked as he gently rubbed it on her bottom, and legs. “Erm, I’m gonna rub cream in morning and night, and maybe during the day, if I need too.” She stuttered. “That’s right, because if you don’t ?” He asked once more, “You will spank me Pappa.” “Good girl, you know I will, I expect you to be obedient, I won’t tolerate this behaviour from any of you, my children or my wife. Now all done, go wash your face and then you can have an early night.” Pappa told her. “But it’s only 7pm Pa……..” She began. “Do I have to give you a reminder of what happens when you don’t do as you’re told ?” He sternly asked, his eyes turned steely grey and his face unrelenting. “No Pappa.” She muttered as she walked to her bathroom  to have a wash, then she went to bed crying into her pillow until she fell asleep.

Pappa put his belt back on and went to the living room, he was exhausted. He helped himself to a drink, took a long sip, thinking about Honey, who he knew would be in a panic, worrying about what her fate would be. No doubt she will have heard Rayanna’s cries, and he would be sure that Honey would be more than crying by the time he’d finished with her. Recently her disobedience had become inexcusable, He intended on making sure this will not happen again and Honey had no idea what was in-store for her. He had booked a long weekend away, Thursday until Sunday, the older children will be in charge of the youngsters and he knew, they would follow the rules, 100%. Honey will think it’s going to be a lovely treat away from home but she will be in for a shock. There was a very special place, almost like his second home, Acorn Snuggery where his disobedient wife will be going. It’s a very old exclusive, private club only for men, who have the highest respect from public clubs, are allowed to join. There anything goes. It is designed for Masters/Mistresses to bring their subs back in order. Specially trained Dominants / Dominatrix’s who are called The Matriarchs work here, using all and any forms of punishment, torture and humiliation. Subs are brought there and left, to be dealt with by these Matriarchs. So they know their misdemeanour must have been extremely serious for them to be sent here. Next door is another private retreat, only for the Masters/Mistresses. Here, in their private quarters, they can continue as normal. They could do work here, or just use the chance to catch up with fellow Masters/Mistresses. Surveillance cameras were everywhere in the Snuggery, and in the retreat the Masters/Mistresses can watch anything that happens, to their own sub and to others. They could even talk to the Matriarch’s via their earpiece. It is recorded and put on a memory stick for each Master/Mistresses, when they leave. It’s an incredibly expensive club to join, but even if you were a millionaire, if Masters/Mistresses from other clubs did not pay them huge respect and get voted into the club, you will not get in. 

It will be extreme, the worst any sub can experience, but, all subs know if they are sent there then there will be unbearable punishments and torture, yet they would have to dig deep inside tthemselves to take it. Only once a Master/Mistresses is sure the sub has learnt their lesson, the retraining will stop. But if the Matriarchs disagree then the sub will stay longer. Sebastian had only sent Honey there once, after being married 5 years, and she only lasted 24 hours. This time she would be there 60+ hours, and he had no intention of ending it early.

She will learn, but she will learn the hard way.

Chapter 7. Rayanna the very naughty mouse.

 

Rayanna fell asleep pretty quickly, though it was only from tiring herself from crying so much, she was exhausted. Her body was on fire, every tiny movement gave her unbearable pain. She also felt very guilty that her Mamma was in trouble too. And it was her fault, even though Pappa said Mamma knew better than to give her the phone, she still knew it was her fault. 

Back in the living room Sebastian finished his drink, the rest of the family busy doing their own thing, homework, out with mates, the little ones will be tucked up in bed. So he got up in search of his wife. Finding her still in the kitchen, he suspected she had been avoiding him, he said, “We have things to discuss Honey. I will meet you in the office in 10 minutes on the dot.” Then he left the room. 

From entering the office, he had a small bedroom built next to it, mainly designed for if he was working long hours and only wanted a catnap, but it was also soundproofed. For some reason from his office he heard the giant humans, so when they burrowed their home they added thicker walls to the office and bedroom. In the bedroom was a large treasure chest style box in the corner. It contained all his disciplinary items, paddles, whips, straps galore. 

He picked out a thick rubber strap, it was very long and heavy with holes drilled through, ready to bite the skin fiercely. He also took out a long wooden paddle, again with holes in it, it gave a tremendous wallop, lastly he picked out a bullwhip, this only comes out for serious punishments. Then he sat in the office and waited.

After a long 5 minute wait, Honey walked in sheepishly, her tail hung low and her ears were down. There was no chair for her to sit down, he never spoke, she knew what was expected of her. She slowly began to take all her clothes off, folding them neatly on the chair in the corner, her shoes were put side by side next to the stool. Standing up, Honey walked towards the desk again. “I think you know where to go!” Sebastian stated coldly. Quickly Honey walked through the door to his bedroom, she walked to the corner, got on her knees and bent forward. Hands together exactly into the corner, she sat on her back legs, her legs spread wide and tail tucked over her shoulder. Honey was a rather plump mouse after so many children, so her tummy rested on the floor. She stayed there, in this punishment pose until her husband came in. He carried some items as she heard knocks and rustles, she knew she was in serious trouble.

Sebastian sat on the bed watching his wife. Crossing 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            his arms and legs he began his lecture. “ Honey, you seem to be thinking you can just do whatever you want at the moment, in fact since Christmas, you have not followed any rules, I’m having to remind you constantly, and quite frankly I’m tired of it. We’ve been in this lifestyle for over 10 years, you’re rules have not changed a great deal in all that time, so why ? Why do you feel you can just do whatever you want. I’m disappointed in you, you should be too. I used to feel so proud of you as my submissive, yet I feel I need to train you all over again.” Sebastian’s voice was so firm and cold it sent chills down Honey’s spine. “I….I….I’m s….s…..ssorry Sir,” Honey whispered, tears falling down her cheeks, dripping of her long nose. “It’s all very well being sorry now, when you’re caught out again. How about just following the rules. How about just being a good girl, not needing me to check what you’re doing daily, for you to just do it. What impression have you made to Rayanna ? You know she’s becoming a wild mouse at the moment, so instead of being firm with her, you choose to just encourage another break in the rules. IT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. You’ve left me no choice but start you’re training all over again. And I promise you this girl, you will learn not to test me again. You’re making a complete fool of me, with our children, our fellow lifestyle and vanilla friends. They see you’re behaviour, at home, when we are out, it’s embarrassing Honey. I will not have your misbehaviour rubbing off on Rayanna. She’s at an incorrigible age.” Sebastian began pacing as his lecture continued and Honey sobbed into the floor. “Get on the bed, same position,” he ordered briskly.

Honey held her breath, slowly getting up, instead of going to the bed, she ran to her husband, her arms wrapped around him, begging him for forgiveness. He embraced her, telling her he would forgive her, eventually, but it didn’t mean she was not getting a severe punishment now or having her go through her training once again. Sebastian pushed her away, kissed her gently before telling her again to get on the bed.

Slipping away from her husband, Honey had hoped she could’ve sweet talked him out of it, but no, she knew he was still furious with her. Honey got herself back in position, shoulders and head down on the bed, arms tucked under her head, her round bottom was up in the air and her tail was around her tummy and under her chest to keep it out of the way. She grabbed a handful of bedding to keep a hold onto, also a way of ensuring her hands didn’t move back to cover her bottom.

Sebastian picked up the rubber strap, it was very heavy, leaving a huge crimson mark that left delightful black bruises across her pale pink skin. It’s sole purpose was to bring attention and a reminder to her misdemeanours. Not doing it again. Lifting it up, he felt the weight, preparing himself to punish his wife. He never enjoyed punishing her or his children, but when they broke the rules it was a necessity.

“Honey, you know you deserve this don’t you ?” he asked quietly. “Yes Sir, I do and I will be strong and try not to move. I deserve this, I know. I’m sorry, but you don’t need to retrain me. I will be good, I promise.” Honey said, sounding more positive towards the end. This was how he knew she was just saying it to make her punishment lighter. “Do not tell me what I should or should not do Honey, this again is a sign you don’t care, you will do and say whatever you can to get out of trouble, then just continue.” Sebastian was annoyed by her comment, “Let’s get this done.”
He lifted his arm and swatted her backside, the force sent her flat on her tummy, and she screeched with shock. “Get up.” He ordered, no sooner was she up, he sent another. “Stay up Honey,” he demanded, as another swat ripped across her cheeks. This time she stayed upright, sobbing into the bed sheets, biting her fist to stop screaming, the pain was excruciating, it felt like her skin was being peeled away, yet she could feel the blisters coming up from the holes in the strap. 

Honey couldn’t control her sobs now, Sebastian was going so hard on her, she bit the bed sheets rather than her hands now to stop herself screaming and moving. Thankfully he stopped, giving her a chance to catch her breath and calm down slightly. “Are you learning from this Honey ?” He asked, his voice still stern. “Y…y….y yes Sir, please I am but I can’t take more,” Honey begged once more. “You can and you will. Now up on all fours.” He ordered, getting something of the chair. Sebastian walked over to her, “Open your mouth,” pushing her panties into her mouth. Honey was mortified, trying to push it back out, Sebastian slapped the back of her leg so hard, a muffled cry along with another slap and Honey stopped fighting. She held her panties in her mouth and stayed still, holding her head down, tears rolled down her nose. “Why do you still have to fight me Honey, even now, I’m punishing you and you’re not submitting to me at all. You will be retrained. Now don’t you dare move.” Sebastian warned.

He held the long wooden paddle, knowing how sore her backside was already but not prepared to ease her punishment. There were already black bruises all over her bottom but he continued. 

The slap of the wood as it hit Honey’s bottom sounded almost thunderous, little blisters popped, began to bleed but that wood continued to slap her butt. Ordered to spread her legs more, the edge of the paddle caught her happy spot, bruising her inner thighs and even her labia. Nowhere was left untouched by it. Honey had to dig deep to control herself but her body was shaking. Five more strong whacks and Sebastian stopped, Honey let out a long muffled cry, again thinking it was over.  

Sebastian walked over to her and pulled her panties out of her mouth, Honey gasped for breath, through sobs, she fell face down on the bed and cried and cried. “It’s been a long time since I had to punish you like this isn’t it, I do not enjoy this Honey but I will not have my wife disobeying me, disgracing me again.” He passed her some tissues and a bottle of water, “Have 5 minutes rest, get your breath calm again.” He told her gently, “What is it not over ?” she gasped, “Sir, please, no more….” “You’re doing it again, telling me what to do !” Sebastian was fuming, “I’m not, Sir, I’m just saying, I can’t….”Honey pleaded. “You can and you will. Now get yourself calm and ready. Drink your water now.” He ordered, as he left the room for a few minutes. Knowing she will calm down better without him there because otherwise she will just beg and plead, continue crying and not control herself.

After 5 minutes, Sebastian came back in the room, Honey was getting up on all fours again, “Honey stay lay down, arms, legs spread.” He went over to her and knelt on the floor by her face, “You know I love you right ?” She nodded, “I love you too, I’m sorry I do these stupid things,” “I know, but you also understand why I won’t stand for it, why I punish you now, why I will start the retraining with you again. I want you to follow my rules. There’s nothing awful in them. Show me respect Honey. Right now, let’s get this done with and start again. Okay ?” He kissed her forehead, eyes, tasting the salty tears still staining her face as he kissed her cheeks before finally kissing her mouth, his tongue finding hers as they kissed for a long time. Of course he still loved her but he wanted to show he meant what he said. 

Sebastian picked up the bullwhip and Honey’s eyes widened, tears blurred her vision, she was scared stiff of that whip. “I want you to be perfectly still Honey, I’m going to give you 10 with this over your back, I want you to count them. I know you can take it because you are strong, you are my girl and I love you so much, so be brave for me.” He said gently before giving her a soft kiss, tears rolled down her face but she nodded, she could do this, only 10, she can do it.

Honey prepared herself for the next onslaught, the whip terrified her but she was going to prove to Sebastian that she is his girl, his submissive, his.

The whip whistled through the air and flicked across Honey’s back, Honey squeezed her eyes tightly, grabbed the bedding and said 1 clearly, making Sebastian smile. She’s in the right headspace now, the fighting stopped, this was purely her proving she can do it for him, for herself, she wants to make him proud. Another flick made her gasp, 2, she muttered. No time to think as the whip continued to strike her back, tears streamed down her face, her eyes sore because she was squeezing so tightly. But she kept going, digging deep inside herself, until finally she muttered 10. Then she allowed the tears to fall properly, quickly Sebastian dropped the whip, climbed on the bed, gathered his wife into his arms carefully before hugging her tightly, kissing her head, face, arms, anywhere he could reach that wasn’t sore. He made soft soothing noises, calming her down. He felt her tears run down his neck, probably slobber and snot too but he loved the closeness before he gave her after-care, she knew he loved her so much for taking this punishment, yes it was severe, yes it was harsh, she would still have the additional training at the Acorn but she won’t know about that until the following weekend when he takes her there. He doubted she’d remember where they were going, it was over 15 years ago when she went that first time.

Honey was so exhausted she was nearly asleep when Sebastian got up from the bed. He got a bowl of warm water and a washcloth, soothing cream and plasters, then went back to Honey. “Baby, I need to clean you up, stay brave coz its going to tingle a bit.” He told her quietly, Honey nodded and waited for the sting. She flinched as her husband gently washed her bottom, legs then back. There were no cuts on her back so he carefully massaged some cream over it, then applied several plasters on her cheeks and one on her leg, he gently rubbed some cream around the plasters, until he had covered all the nasty welts and bruises. And there were many. 

Sebastian tidied up, leaving Honey to rest and let the cream sink in, then picking up a robe from the door, he helped Honey stand up and slipped her robe on. A few tears rolled down her cheeks when she got up, holding onto Sebastian as they walked slowly to their dorm. He slipped off her robe and helped her into bed, she fell asleep almost immediately as he kissed her gently. Getting ready for bed himself, he went and did a final check up, closing all the doors before climbing into bed, snuggled gently next to his wife and fell asleep.

 

Chapter 8. Rayanna, the naughty little mouse.

 

The following few days were hard for both Rayanna and Honey, Pappa had continued daily spankings for Rayanna and Honeys bruises were now black, covering everywhere, including her back. It had taken a lot of will power to just get out of bed the next day but Honey dragged herself and her little girl out of bed to start her school work. She wanted to allow her to sit on a cushion but she didn’t dare, incase Sebastian came home early. Plus there was no way she would defy him again. All she could do was ensure Rayanna put cream on, morning, noon and night, which did help her a bit. But also make sure she did all her work as she herself did all her chores. Not wanting any excuse for her husband to be mad with her.

Rayanna was trying hard to be very very good, she got her school work, sat awkwardly on the stool, the pain ran up and down her body, tears sprang from her eyes, but all she could do was breath deeply and focus on her work instead. Honey was busy with her chores, popping in and out of the kitchen, checking on her youngster, if she needed anything or any help.

As each day passed, they were slowly feeling the bruises fade, ten days later, Honey’s bottom now only showed yellowing faded bruises, her back was now clear of any marks. Rayanna’s bruises were practically gone even though she was still getting her spanking every day, now it wasn’t quite as painful as before. And it was nice that the atmosphere was now pleasant again, Pappa was not checking over every tiny thing anymore so it just felt more relaxed. For Honey though, she felt things were still tense, Sebastian was his usual caring self, but she felt things were not over. Maybe she was just mistaken, she certainly hoped so. 

Wednesday evening, the family were sitting down for dinner, Sebastian hadn’t been home long, he had just got changed from his suit to something more relaxing but he was looking very tired at the head of the table. Everyone chatted away as they passed dishes of food all around, the noise was loud, bustling kids grabbing the food they wanted, soon though everyone went quieter as they began munching on their dinner. Towards the end of their meal, Pappa said, “Now I have some news, your Mamma and I are going away for the weekend, we will go first thing in the morning, Cara will be in charge of everything. Do you hear me ?” He looked directly at Rayanna, she realised he meant Cara would be in charge of her spankings, and that thought horrified her. She opened her mouth to protest, “This is not up for discussion, Cara is the oldest, so she will be in charge. No one had better disappoint me.” He glared at Rayanna, sensing her shock and change of attitude with her. She shook her head, ready to throw a tantrum, there was no way she was going to let Cara spank her. “Pappa I will not let Cara punish me, no way, it’s not happening. She’s my sister not my parent.” Rayanna shouted. “She’s no right! ”  Cara shook her head, Rayanna still has a lot to learn, she thought, looking at Pappa, who nodded his head, she stood up, walked to a kitchen drawer, took out a thick wooden spoon, sat down again, waiting for the next nod from Pappa. Rayanna was still kicking off, as she shouted at Pappa and Mamma. Pappa nodded at Cara once more, then she stood up, grabbed Rayanna’s arm, pulling her towards her own chair, she sat down, throwing Rayanna over her knee, grabbed the wooden spoon and walloped her bottom. With all the struggle, Rayanna’s skirt was already up over her bottom, so Cara was able to aim for her sit spots whilst Rayanna kicked and punched into the air. The other siblings watched quietly as they ate, thankful it wasn’t them. Ten agonizing swats later, Rayanna was crying, embarrassed and very humiliated. 

“So Rayanna, now you know your sister can spank very hard, I suggest you do as you are told. Go stand in the corner, skirt up until I tell you.” Pappa told her as she glared at her parents and at Cara. “Put that back in the drawer please.” Cara asked sweetly, holding the spoon, Rayanna threw her a filthy look, snatching the spoon she threw it back in the drawer and stomped to the corner, her face flushed and tear stained, she was fuming with them. The other siblings just sat quietly, knowing not to get involved.

“As I said, Mamna and I are away from tomorrow morning so I want you all to do your chores and do as Cara tells you. I don’t want to hear about any bad behaviour from any of you. We will be back late Sunday evening, we won’t need a meal Cara, we will have something there.” Pappa told her. Cara nodded her head, “That’s fine Pappa, everything will be fine here, so you go and enjoy your weekend.” “Where are you going Pappa ?” Colin said, the middle son. “That’s a surprise Colin, I don’t want to spoil it for your Mamma.” Pappa said. Colin nodded his head, understanding what Pappa was saying. 

Honey was surprised by this announcement, smiling to her husband, she said, “What do I need to pack ?” She asked. “Don’t worry about that, I will do it. I want you to sleep well tonight, so have an early night please.” He said,  gathering the dinner plates as Honey stood up and took the plates away, bringing the dessert for everyone. The chatter restarted as Rayanna still stood in the corner, still fuming. This can’t be happening, she had no intention of letting Cara spank her, NO WAY.

When the children went off after dinner, to do their own thing, Sebastian helped Honey clear the table. She was giddy with excitement about the weekend away. “Where are we going ? What do I need to pack ? Why didn’t you say anything ? Thank you for such a lovely surprise.” She said over and over though Sebastian didn’t give her any clues. She was told that he had already packed his and her bags, she didn’t need much anyway. “I’m very annoyed with Rayanna’s behaviour again, I don’t know what’s going on with her. It’s like she’s turned into a rebellious teenager overnight, we need to clamp down on her.” He told Honey. “I think that’s exactly it Seb, she is a teenager, her hormones, her body is changing, it’s a hard time for any mouse. Should we not ease up on her ?” She asked him. “Absolutely not, she will run amok and become a delinquent. She’s already a spoilt brat. I will deal with her shortly. Give yourself an early night tonight please, we need to be up by 6am.” Sebastian told her kissing her cheek. 

Honey finished cleaning the kitchen, as she walked to the hall she spotted 2 small bags of luggage, she was just about to open them when Sebastian walked through. Taking the bags he said he was just about to put them in the car. “But I don’t know if you’ve packed everything.” she stated. “I have, I promise. If you’re all done, why not run a nice hot bath, bed by 8pm please.” Sebastian ordered. “Bu……..b……but, yes Sir.” She told him, knowing she would be in trouble if she argued. So she headed upstairs to run the bath.

Sebastian put the bags in the boot of the car, closing it again, he lent on it thinking about Rayanna. He couldn’t believe that outburst again, what should he do with her. If she was a few years older, he would take her to the Snuggery. But she has to be 16 to go. And if this continues, that is exactly where she was going, for her 16th birthday.

He headed back to the house, going to his office. There he picked up a very heavy wooden bath brush, this was feared by everyone in the house plus a thick cane then he walked up the stairs and stopped outside Rayanna’s room. Her music was blaring so she didn’t hear him walk in. He found her on Colin’s laptop, skyping with Suquie. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING RAYANNA ?” He yelled, making her jump, turning around and closing the laptop, at the same time. “Whose laptop is this ?” He asked, furious with her. “Colin’s…” Rayanna muttered. “Does he know ?” Pappa asked her, Rayanna shook her head. “Colin, come here a minute.” He called to his son, Colin quickly appeared at the bottom of the stairs, “Yes Pappa, what’s up ?” He asked as he climbed up the stairs. “Did you know Rayanna took your laptop ?” Pappa asked. “No, no I didn’t, what the hell Rayanna, have you been in my room again?” he yelled. Rayanna defiantly shrugged her shoulders, refusing to answer, just throwing him an evil look. “Pappa I want a lock on my door, will you help me put it on. I’m fed up of her going through my stuff.” Colin asked, furious with his sister. “Yes son, I will. Here you go, I suggest you change the password.” Pappa told him. “I will Pappa, I‘ll do it now.” Colin took the laptop, glaring at Rayanna who had the audacity of putting her middle finger up at him quickly. But not quick enough that her father didn’t miss what she did.  

“Undress and get in the corner.” Pappa ordered, placing the brush and cane on the bed, then he walked out. He went back to his office, opened a drawer and picked out an unopened bag. Taking it back upstairs, he entered her bedroom, grabbed her earlobe and dragged her into the bathroom. “You think you are being smart don’t you Rayanna, taking things that don’t belong to you, using your middle finger to your brother. Well this will stop right now. Stand facing the wall.” Pappa shouted at her whilst he opened the bag. Inside were the contents of a douche, so he got everything ready, filled 3 jugs with warm soapy water, got the nozzle and tubes connected, finally putting some lube on the side. “So young lady, I think we need some serious attitude adjustments. I do not like the change in you, lie on the floor, on your back, knees up to your chest. NOW.” Pappa ordered, he had a no-nonsense tone to his voice.

Rayanna felt totally humiliated being naked in front of her father and lying on the floor like she was told, her most private areas on show. She could feel herself blush bright red.
“See if you think you’re all grown up and can do what you want, you think it’s okay disrespecting me, your mother, teachers at school, then it’s time to give you a more grown up punishment. Or part 1 of it. Your mother has this punishment. It’s called a douching, I’m going to insert this nozzle into your bottom hole, right inside.” Rayannas eyes grew wide, “ Then see there are jugs of soapy water there, I’m going to fill your naughty bottom with this water using this bag and these tubes. You will then hold this water inside your naughty bottom, until I tell you, you can release it. And do not think this will be easy because I promise you, it won’t.” Rayanna just glared at him, her nostrils flared as she angrily fumed at what he said. Suddenly something cold dripped over her bottom hole, making her jump. Then a finger went inside her, it felt painful, very humiliating and uncomfortable. The finger came out then the hard nozzle was pushed inside her, as he pushed it past the tight ring of muscle, “Hold it there Rayanna. Do not push it out until I tell you. Understand ?” He asked, Rayanna refused to answer, so he slapped her very hard across her leg, “I said understand ?” Rayanna cried out, rubbing her leg, “Yes Pappa.” She replied, her voice quiet. Soon she felt pressure build up inside, she felt the warm water entering her, almost flowing through her tubes inside until it reached her bowel. She began whimpering as the second jug was poured inside, that’s when the pain really did take hold. Sebastian decided to leave the third jug, there was a lot of fluid already inside her, he didn’t want to damage her insides. “I’m going to slowly pull the nozzle out, it will be uncomfortable again, but focus. You do not release and empty your bowel until the alarm goes off, if I feel it necessary, I will repeat the process again. Once you’ve emptied it all out, then I will spank your naughty sore butt.” he picked up the timer that was on the shelf, putting it on for half an hour. “Stay on the floor until the alarm goes off, then you may release everything in the toilet. If I’ve not come back after the timer ends and you’ve finished emptying out, you can go and stand in the corner.”

Carefully and slowly he pulled the nozzle out, making her gasp and roll to her side, holding her tummy. Sebastian put everything in a bag to clean later on and left the bathroom. Why was he having so much trouble with his wife and youngest at the moment, he just didn’t understand. Walking past his bedroom, he heard Honey in the bath, she will be primping herself for the ‘weekend away’. If only she knew. 

After half an hour he knew Rayanna would be squirming on the floor, but he didn’t go up to check. Not just yet, he wanted to see exactly if his daughter followed his instruction.

For Rayanna, this had been the hardest half an hour of her life. The pain in her tummy was so awful, she couldn’t stop herself crying, rolling around the floor, hugging her legs to her tummy in foetal position, desperate to empty her bowels. Squeezing her bottom cheeks tightly together to stop anything leaking out. But she successfully kept in this position until her Pappa returned. 

“You may release it now, once finished, I want you to take a shower.” he said as she struggled to get up and crawled to the toilet, standing up, she quickly sat down and released. Oh the pain made her double up over the toilet but she stayed there until she felt finally empty.

Yet the pain was still there, grateful that she was empty but her body still convulsed. When it eased again, she turned the shower to very hot, climbed in and let the water run down her back. Unaware that her Pappa had walked in. “Pappa, I emptied out, like you told me.” 

“Good girl. Now I want you to bend over, hold the taps and do not move.” He turned the shower off as Rayanna tried to cover herself up. “Position,” he shouted as he reached for the bath brush. Looking at it, Rayanna wondered what the point of that was, it didn’t look like much, but she soon understood that it was a very painful implement. She gripped the taps tightly as her Pappa paddled her backside again. Pappa lectured her about behaving and stop doing things that break his rules. Her attitude was disgraceful, he didn’t appreciate the change in her and if this continued she would be spanked every day. Rayanna bawled like a baby, after having the douche thing, her bottom hole was very very sore so when Pappa paddled over the crack of her bottom it bruised her hole even more. She screeched when the bathbrush hit her legs, there didn’t seem to be any part of her bottom or legs left untouched. “Spread your legs and your bottom cheeks,” Pappa ordered. “W….w…….WHAT ?” Rayanna shouted. “You heard me, spread now.” Her Pappa was getting annoyed with her attitude again. But somehow, she spread her legs, arms moved back to reach her buttocks then spread them. “I’m going to give you 10 more, I want you to count, 1 I will be a good girl, 2 I will be a good girl. 1 extra swat if you miscount.” Pappa told her.
He patted the brush over her bottom hole and happy spot, then he began. He hit her solidly and central, so hard Rayanna struggled to get the words out, but eventually she said her line, over and over. She could feel her happy spot swell up, and deep bruises between her legs where the edge of the brush caught her inner thigh. Her legs began to shake, feeling like she couldn’t cope. She let go, stood up and begged her Pappa to stop. Then she did the stupidest thing she could have done. She grabbed the bath brush and threw it across the room, then tried to climb out of the bath.

“How dare you Rayanna.” Pappa bawled at her. But Rayanna was furious with him, “Please Pappa stop now.” As her Pappa stopped her climbing out of the bath, she stood, arms crossed looking even more defiant, “How dare you, you are a wanton young lady, you will not become unmanageable, this is not just naughty behaviour this is obstreperous and I will not accept this, put your hands out in front of you.” She glared at him, but did as she was told as he picked up the bath brush. “If you ever grab an implement I am using again, I will punish your hands as well.”

With that, he brought the brush down with a loud crack, as it hit her palms, Rayanna let out a cry, but refused to let tears fall. 10 excruciating swats later on her hands, then it was over. Well for her hands anyway. “Turn, bend and spread, do the 10 again.” Pqppa told her, turning around, the fight seemed to have left her as she did as she was told. Taking the 10 strong swats over her happy spot and bottom hole, she didn’t utter one cry, let one tear fall, she just stood there until they were over. It was then he chose to leave the cane.

Pappa helped her out of the bath, covering her with a towel, he hugged her tightly. “I want my good little girl back Rayanna, please do not get in any bother again. Now dry yourself off, get ready for bed, I will rub cream in then you can go to sleep.” Pappa told her, noticing this coldness over her, she looked angry, stubborn, he imagined she was thinking all sorts in her head. He reached down and gave her a kiss then she walked away.

Ten minutes later he came into her room, she lay on her tummy, reading. He gently rubbed cream in, Rayanna muttered sorry to him, but it didn’t feel like she meant it but he left it alone for now, kissed her, gave her a big hug, getting a halfhearted hug back from her, then told her to read for half an hour then straight to sleep. She nodded but didn’t speak, she was really angry, she didn’t feel upset, she felt defiant. She wanted to do what she wanted to do and her Pappa and Mamma were not going to stop her.

Chapter 9.

 

Rayanna had blanked out everything Pappa was saying, making the appropriate sounds to pretend she was listening, instead she was thinking of every curse word she could scream at him. Looking forlorn at Pappa had worked, he kissed her on the cheek, whispering to be his good little girl. ‘Yeah right Pappa, whatever.’ she thought to herself.

She fell asleep whilst reading her book, the side light was still on, her book open on the pillow when Cara popped her head in, quietly she put the book on her bedside table and turned the light off. She looked at her for a few seconds, shaking her head, even she had seen a difference in her baby sister, her defiance was a shock, she just didn’t care what the repercussions were, she was going to do what she wanted.

Honey was asleep early too, though she had a nervous butterfly feeling in her tummy that all was not as it seemed. But Sebastian wouldn’t tell her anything about where they were going.

 

The following morning Sebastian and Honey were up early,it was Friday, a school day so Honey was busy getting breakfast ready for the family. Slowly all the children began to get up and head to the kitchen. Sebastian asked to speak with Cara in his study, he was sat at his desk, motioning to Cara to sit down. “Cara I know you’re the oldest and I often give you far too much responsibility but this weekend is very important, Rayanna must not be allowed to get away with any attitude and she’s grounded so don’t let her talk you round to letting her go out. Here’s the key to my cupboard, if you need to punish her for anything other than her morning and night spankings then I want you to use something from there. These are mostly implements I’ve used on your mother, they are serious instruments as you know, so use them if you feel you can handle it.” He told Cara, deadly serious, “Don’t worry Pappa, I will be okay, I’ve watched you in action all my life, I’ve heard you, but if she doesn’t listen……..” Cara stopped, looking worried, she didn’t want her Pappa to punish her for not keeping her baby sister under control. “If you can’t, then I know you will have tried your best, I don’t know what’s got into her lately, she’s like a different kid. I think she’s the naughtiest out of all of you, even your brothers. But I have a little plan in mind, well possibly. I know you will try your best Cara.” Pappa stood up, went round the desk and hugged her, “Love you Cara, and thank you.” “It’s fine Pappa, I like being in charge anyway,” Cara said laughing, “I can get all the boys to do the grotty jobs.” They went off to the kitchen where it was a bustling room of kids eating various different meals, the noise level was high as they chatted, argued, fought with each other.

“Honey, get yourself sorted now, we will be leaving soon.” Sebastian told her. Cara took over the kitchen duties, telling the boys to be quieter and stop arguing. As it was a Friday, everyone had school, so once they had eaten, the kids went dashed off to get dressed. Rayanna turned up as the room went quiet, “Ahh Rayanna, you need to get some breakfast and get into your uniform, then get on with the school work set at the kitchen table. I don’t know if Pappa is sorting your morning spanking or I am,but for now breakfast please.” Cara smiled at her as Rayanna scowled, getting her breakfast. Cara left Rayanna to get herself sorted, found Pappa in the office again, he seemed preoccupied. “Pappa, sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to know if you are doing Rayanna’s morning spanking.” Pappa looked up from his computer, “Erm yes I will, Mamma is just getting dressed.” He got up and left the office with Cara, finding Rayanna still in the kitchen. “Have you had your breakfast Rayanna ?” He asked. Rayanna shook her head, she’s sulking, Pappa thought to himself. He changed his mind. “Cara, I’ve changed my mind, I want you to do it but I want to supervise. Rayanna go to your bedroom and prepare yourself please. You can have breakfast after.” Pappa waited, watching Rayanna as she thought about moving, throwing her Pappa a dirty look, she scraped the chair away from the table, got up and roughly shoved the chair back under the table. As loudly, as stroppily as she could before stomping to her room, sitting on the bed she knew she should be bent over the it, bottom bare waiting for him, but she just sulked sat down instead.

Soon Pappa came in, with Cara. He didn’t speak, just stood by the door and watched. “In position now,” Cara ordered, Rayanna stared at her, folding her arms. “You can do this the easy way or the hard way Rayanna, either way I will be spanking you, it will just depend how severe it will be, by what you choose to do now.” Cara said, her voice strong and firm, not gentle like she normally sounds. “Have a think, I will be right back.” Rayanna just stared at her Pappa, he could tell she was ready to throw a major tantrum.

When Cara returned she was holding some paddles, dropping them on the bed, Rayanna purposefully didn’t look at them. “So how are we doing this, easily or hard ?” She asked her baby sister. Still her Pappa said nothing, just stood, looking stone faced at her. Rayanna refused to speak, so Cara sat on the bed, quickly before Rayanna could think or fight, she lifted Rayanna’s legs up and over her own legs, quickly she lifted one leg and trapped Rayanna’s legs whilst moving her across her knee, as Rayanna was dragged over Cara’s knee, her nightie rose up, leaving her bottom bare. Cara’s left arm hugged Rayanna’s waist firmly, tucking her tail under her arm, she reached across the bed for the jokari paddle. Pappa smirked when he saw this, Cara had chosen well. “Just so you know, I take these responsibilities very seriously, so when Pappa says I’m in charge, I AM IN CHARGE. And I will punish any one of you siblings, if you do not behave. And if Pappa says you are to have a morning and night spanking then that’s what you will get.” Lifting the jokari, she walloped her baby sisters bottom over and over again. Aiming for the same spots deliberately, just above her sit spot. Pappa had a slight smile on his face, proud of how Cara was dealing with her sister. Rayanna screamed from that first smack, crying into the bed, when Cara finished, she chose not to use the other paddle, she would use that tonight, she thought. Grabbing some cream on the bedside table, Cara slowly and carefully rubbed cream onto her scorching bottom as Rayanna still cried, her said said soothing words to her before telling her to get up, Rayanna stood in front of Cara. “Ray, I do not want to have to spank you like that again, but I will if I have to, using the Jokari in the morning and using this school strap before bed. And I promise you, you will not want to experience this one. Come here Ray.” Cara said gently, hugging her sister until the sobs slowed down, Pappa quietly left the room, very pleased with Cara’s spanking. “Now I’m going to leave these two paddles here on your table as a reminder to behave, now you understand I mean what I say don’t you ?” She asked her, Rayanna sniffed and nodded. “Good girl, now I want you to have half an hours cornertime, in the kitchen whilst I get your school work ready, then I will make you breakfast. Let’s go,” Cara told her, smacking her bottom so she moved. Cara followed Rayanna into the kitchen, “Face this wall, bottom bare please,” she said sweetly to Rayanna, “Hands on your head please.”
Cara got the school work already, then began preparing Rayanna’s breakfast. Pappa walked in, “We are off now Cara, we will be back late Sunday, we won’t need a meal. Ray please be a good girl for Cara,” he kissed the girls heads, patted Rayanna’s burning backside then walked out. Honey was already getting in the car, still anxious with a sick feeling in her stomach, yet she didn’t know why. But she didn’t understand it, but she had a feeling she wasn’t going to enjoy this weekend, maybe Sebastian wanted to take her away so it was just us, so he can seriously dominate her, control her and punish her severely. To remind her exactly what her place is in this dynamic. Quietly they drove out of their drive, heading south down the A roads, with no idea still where they were going.

 

 

Miss Adira’s blog for February.

The Prod..

So I know a question has been asked by one of Aurora’s friends about my Prod and how it feels.

Let’s start from the beginning, not sure where I’d seen a picture of a prod being used but let’s say it piqued my interest. Wondering what the sensation would be like, how different would it be to getting spanked, would it be worse, the same or something completely different. As I previously mentioned I brought it up in conversation with Sir, he looked at some and then it wasn’t discussed again.

Until Christmas time when Sir had got me one for Christmas, he had a few zaps with it on Boxing Day but no real play plus I was dressed.

It then got brought out when Sir came to visit now this was a proper play and I was naked. I was told to assume the position; it took me a while to get into position to the point where Sir had to begin counting.

Now what has been asked is how does it feel, so to start with, the anticipation of waiting for the prod to be used is an experience in itself. Wondering where it’s going to strike, feeling it running across your skin, feeling the good tingling sensation knowing this won’t last but it does feel good. Then wham it strikes, straight away it takes your breath from you and you feel the jolt as the impact from it moves you, then you get the aftershock then the tingling running through your body, waiting for it to stop but before you do the all too familiar words “Back in position,” begging for time to let the last zap pass knowing that all you’ll get is “Back in position,” you turn around again. The anticipation again builds but now add to this the tingling from the zap that you just received. Your breathing gets heavier, you try to peak to see where Sir is and try to anticipate where he will strike, you start to calm yourself and just then, boom it hits you again, this time for a little longer, this time the tingling is stronger and lasts longer. You get back into position waiting again, but now you feel it running over places that you have never been zapped. Your feet, between your legs, down the side of your boobs, all places that you know will get it but you’re not quite ready, and Sir knows this, I can hear him giggling. I Feel my breathing getting deeper and harder, can feel myself getting excited, feel myself getting wet knowing now that I am completely at his mercy no matter what I say or do, Sir is in control. He now torments more, running it over me more but also a bit harder so I can feel it kinda scraping against me skin, then the bolt hits again. Now I’m squirming, different places have different sensations, I know my feet and pussy are going to get it and I know sooner rather than later.

I’ve also been told then when the prod makes contact with the skin there is a spark, I think I need to record one just to see this for myself.

Next time, our play may include blindfold and being tied down, now how much fun does that sound.

Manho’s blog for February.

Manho’s Blog

 

So my avid readers, it’s been a while since my last blog so I thought it was time for a little catch up, so Christmas and New Year has past and all in all its been a rather quiet start to this year, not much has happened. Little Minxs has been, well, let’s say a reasonably good girl, although she has had her moments and I would say is long overdue for a good bloody spanking, but I am debating whether it should be a fun spanking or a punishment spanking, we shall see. Although both Little Minxs and Piggy had a good spanking session a week ago and was rather quite arousing to see my two girls playing and what not. 

Now as for me, I may have got me in troubles a little, for lord only knows what for and when Master and Little Minxs came to see me and Piggy a week ago, I was apparently due a prodding with the cattle prod Piggy had got as a Christmas present from Master. Now let me say this for the record, that shit hurts like a son of a bitch and only had a prod once on Boxing Day when we visited Master and Little Minxs and trust me I did not like it at all. Must admit I don’t like receiving a  spanking punishment either, cause if I’m honest, I am a whimp. Anyhow Master asked me to give him a suitable replacement punishment instead of a prodding with the cattle prod, so stupidly I suggested using one of piggy’s anal plugs wearing it all day whilst I was at work, with that said Master agreed and I had to take photos every two hours and send them to Little Minxs as proof.

The following Monday I got up at bit earlier, knowing I had to stick an anal plug up me bum. So I had the lube and plug ready the night before in the bathroom, I goes into the bathroom, does me teeth and what not, then lubed up the anal plug and god all mighty, trying to negotiate getting the plug up me bum was an experience. Now being honest I am not the smallest of peoples and trying to stick the bloody plug in was an experience that nearly bloody killed me, I ended up several times nearly falling into the bath, trying to get the plug in and I am not talking about the bath plug either. Eventually the plug managed to find its was up the bum so I thought. job done and start to walk onto the landing to get dressed and after literally two steps, the bloody thing fell out, so again I had the messing about trying to stick the plug in the hole. Finally job done, I go to get dressed and again the thing fell out, for F@*k sake I muttered, again I got it back up. I got meself dressed and finished off what I needed to do, still feeling this dam plug slipping out. So after about 15-20 minutes I felt a little sick and a couple of minutes after that, my head was in the white porcelain goddess, gagging and being a little sick. I thought nope, I can’t do this and pulled the plug out. Now I know this was a replacement punishment and I spoke with Little Minxs that morning and explained what had happened, she was giggling at my misfortune, evil Little Minxs she was. So I sent a video message to Master with regards my incident shall we say, with the anal plug and I don’t think he was impressed. A little while later I received a message from Master and it read, I have to wear a bra and knickers and stand outside a pub and take a photo with just these on and the photo must include the signage as well, this must be done and sent by the 7th March. I have to now do these pictures and 10 of them by the 7th March! Bollocks is all I am going to say with that.

Anyway I must now plan what public houses I am going to take these photos from and ensure they are submitted to Master before the 7th, I will let you know how I get on, until next time…….

What’s happened in February

So what’s been going on recently………

 

Even though we are only half way through February, I felt there was enough to talk about now.

Happy Valentines Day to all my readers, hope you were all spoilt rotten, spanked hard and fudged even harder  🙂

I’m trying to get into my new rules, asking Miss Adira if I can go to the toilet, sometimes she tells me I have to go outside, videoed and once sing her a song at the same time, just for her amusement. And that was incredibly difficult. Concentrating on crouching down and weeing outside, but then to concentrate on singing the song, as it had been raining all day, the song I chose to sing was It’s Raining, It’s pouring. But when I actually felt I needed a wee, it had stopped raining but I did it anyway. And she was amused.

Snooze time is still a hard rule, one I’ve had for a long time, but my stubbornness sometimes makes me fight it, I have genuinely forgotten once, on a Saturday, I know Miss Adira was not happy about that. I know I need it as my sleep is just rubbish, but somehow though I am 99% submissive, that 1% is always connected to me thinking I should be able to choose if I want a snooze or not. Mainly due to the fact that all I think about it is, what I could be doing instead of sleeping. Sometimes I feel okay after a nap, other times I feel even more tired. I take my kindle, the dogs settle quickly on the bed and I get myself comfy, prop up my book so all I need to do is use 1 finger to move the page. This is usually the best way of getting me to sleep, but there are times I just rest and read. Miss Adira is happy with that, as long as I have timeout in bed to rewind, snooze or just rest.

The rule about using no slang, having correct punctuation and grammar isn’t going too bad, sometimes if I’m having a rant or excited about something I may forget and use slang but it’s getting back into the habit of not using text speech and use the Queen’s English instead. Miss Adira hasn’t pulled me up about it but I like to think I don’t do it often. If I’ve noticed in my messages I will correct it before sending it. So this is going well.

 

Now to the most exciting part of what’s happened so far. One of Miss Adira’s rules is to practice making myself squirt twice a week and video it. This is something I’ve never accomplished by myself, I do a lot when my Doms play with me, often wondering where all this cum comes from inside of me, as I can squirt and squirt, cum and cum multi times in one play. Only stopping because I’ve exhausted myself. I’ve bought myself many G’spot toys to try to find the spot, all to no avail. My first try was a total fail, oh I had a lovely play but nothing else. I’d rubbed all around my insides, catch a spot but just not get the right angle. Miss Adira had a very good vibrator that she says she uses a lot but it cost a lot, like £90 or something. I said that it would have to be a birthday or Christmas present at that price. Then she found one, in the sale, like reduced to £50 or just under. So I got it. And I must say as vibrators go, it’s pretty wicked. But even with this toy I couldn’t squirt. I was annoyed with myself, I felt I’d let myself down but mostly let Miss Adira down. Though I know she wouldn’t be as she could see I was trying and the point of the exercise was to keep trying. One day a while ago Miss Adira then sent me a link to a YouTube video, about how to make yourself squirt. A man, walking in the park, telling us women what to do. Oblivious of who walked past as he said squirting in nearly every sentence. But I listened to what he said and waited until I could try again. I had a while to wait as I had some female health issues to deal with. But once I felt better I thought I was ready to try. Miss Adira had also said it was all about relaxing, enjoying a good play, multi orgasms, then relax and see what happens. 

So this week I thought right, lets try, set up the video, cushions, waterproof mat (most important), vibrator and lube, dogs were settled on the other end of the bed, so I began. Enjoying a very good play, cumming 4-5 times, I was spent, but I always enjoy keeping the vibrator going inside whilst I come down from my high. I turned it around so the rabbit ears teased my bottom, then gently rubbed my back wall, I’d changed the settling so it felt different, I could soon feel myself building up again, a different pressure was growing, rubbing my vibrator quicker, more fiercely I felt the pressure explode and I began to leak. Not sure at first if it was me squirting or me peeing. But I knew, I knew the continued feeling, the high, the complete release. I’d forgotten I was videoing it, talking to myself I cried out, “I’m doing it, I’m squirting, I can’t believe I’ve done it, OMG, YYEEEHHHHH.” (This amused Miss Adira a lot,) I have to say I was really proud of myself as I have tried so many times and failed. But after enjoying that first time, I continued to play, now I know what to do. I stopped the video and set it again to video my play. This would be a short one for Master and Daddy. I wanted them to see me squirt and be part of it too, but I know Miss Adira will want her own video to be just for her. I continued to enjoy playing and squirting until I really couldn’t go on anymore, physically I was exhausted, my arm heavy and tired. I still wonder where all this fluid comes from, the waterproof mat was sodden.

Eventually I got up with shaky legs, tidied up, and gave myself a quick shower. I couldn’t wait to tell my Doms. Master will be very proud of me and so would Miss Adira. So I went on our group chat, (knowing Miss Adira would see if first) and sent her a link to a girl squirting on YouTube. She responded immediately. “Why you looking a naughty pictures ?”  “Am I not allowed ?” I replied. “That’s not what I asked or said “ Miss Adira replied. Feeling a teeny weeny bit cheeky I said “So you wanna know why I’m looking at naughty pics ?” “Go on then,” She said.

“COZ I DID IT. I ACTUALLY DID IT.” I said, sending her the video.

A bit later she told me she was very proud of me, which made me grin like a Cheshire cat. Where did that saying come from ? Is it an old wives tale ?

To grin like a Cheshire cat means to smile broadly. Some definitions of the term stipulate that the smile must be so broad as to expose the gums. The idiom grin like a Cheshire cat may have the connotation that the person who is grinning is in possession of knowledge that the beholder is not aware of. 

Ahhh learn something new everyday.

 

So this was a real achievement for me. What else has gone on……well Miss Adira has a real good memory and remembers punishments that are long overdue. One being, getting me to make an origami farm barn. She loves telling me to make her origami animals and has a huge collection now, so then she decided she wanted a barn, found a YouTube video of what she liked and sent it me. I had tried to avoid doing it after trying once but she never forgot. She reminded me at the beginning of this week, wanting it done by the end of the week. I had no choice but do it. It took me all morning to just measure and get all the walls the same size, length and width. After my snooze I then began putting doors and windows in it, some where the windows were open, large barn doors that opened, others that didn’t. The next day I painted them but my paint was dried up so I mixed water in and it was more like watercolours. It wasn’t that bad but not perfect and I couldn’t figure out how to improve it. That afternoon I measured the windows so I could put in animals, looking through the window, others that would sit outside the barn and a farmer. Then I coloured those in. At bedtime I decided to colour the window frames with felt tips and make the outlines stronger. When I did that it looked much better. Not perfect but nearly there. Today was the day to now put it altogether, to fold the flaps that stuck to the walls etc and this was really frustrating. I needed another pair of hands but no one was in, so I persevered and suddenly the 4 walls were standing up on their own. I left it to dry before facing the roof, which was even harder. But again I thought about it before getting in a tizwaz and one side was up, then the other was done. I glued it down more, plus the edges of the walls where you could see the join, I stood back and I have to say, not to sound big headed coz I’m not at all, but I stood back and I was impressed. I think Miss Adira is going to love it, well I hope she will and could see all the hours it took to make it. I wonder if she thinks I’m going to try to make an excuse as to why I’ve not done it………..I will let you know.

Finally there’s one more thing to tell you, this makes me very hot under the collar, excited is beyond how I feel, so here goes……..Now I often day dream or dream about play scenes I’m in, often these dreams I have, I try to make them come true in the stories I’m writing. This one developed after something that happened with Daddy and I. We were shopping in a supermarket when Daddy was getting something from the delicatessen, So I wandered off to look around, I wasn’t far but he couldn’t see me. All of a sudden I heard his voice, booming, “Little’en where are you ?” I popped my head around so he could see me, “Get here now.” He said loudly. I felt myself blush but also become damp, no, wet between my legs. Excited by the embarrassment of it all, everyone staring at me, I felt humiliated. I’m still very surprised he didn’t wallop my backside there and then, but I got severe warnings never to wander off again. I tried to explain that I was a big girl, I was capable of not getting lost in the supermarket and I knew where he was but he told me I was not, I was his ‘little’ and he would not have me wandering around without telling him where I was going but he did not want me leaving his side, end off.

Now this little real scene has played around my head ever since and too this day still gets rather excited.

Then I had this day dream, which grew in my night dreams and got me rather excited. So imagine the scene……………………….

I was having a day out with Daddy and Miss Adira, we were going to a huge European outdoor market. I had strict instructions to stay by the side of Daddy or Miss Adira at all times. Now I love my dresses and handbags, so any stall or shop that sells them, I will let my temptation get the better of me. So I wandered to the stall selling dresses, about 3 stalls away from where my Doms were. After a few seconds Daddy realised I wasn’t with them, he and Miss Adira began calling my name, Daddy began panicking. Until I eventually popped out from between the clothes to see them. They were livid.

“I think you need to go to the car and have a quiet word with Aurora,” Miss Adira told Daddy. She looked at her watch, “It’s nearly lunchtime so why don’t I get a table in that pub we passed by the car park and you come back to me.”  I was a bit confused, why do we need to go to the car for a telling off. Daddy agreed and we walked towards the car park, leaving Miss Adira to get us a table in the pub. Daddy had a firm grip of my hand as we marched to the car, unlocking it he told me to get in the back seat. He walked around to the front passenger side, moving the back of the seat forward, he took something out of the glovebox but I didn’t see what it was, putting it on the seat. Moving the back of the driver’s seat forward he then climbed into the back seat next to me. The lecture began, don’t think I’ve seen him this mad before. 

“Turn around and face the back window,” He told me, “Spread your legs and lift your dress up.” Looking at him in surprise, I could tell he was deadly serious, so I did as I was told.

He wrapped his left hand under my tummy and held my hip tightly, hugging my body to his, then a severe spanking began with a wooden paddle, I’d no idea where the paddle had come from, all I knew was that Daddy was pounding my butt so hard I was crying almost straight away, I couldn’t hear what he was saying, the slap of wood hitting skin and my sobbing drowned his words out. I just remember him warning me to scream internally which is very very hard to do. Sometimes I opened my eyes and saw people walking past, in their own little world, not paying any attention to what noises they may hear as they went past our car. 

Eventually Daddy stopped, there was no loving after-care, he handed me some baby wipes and told me to wipe my own bottom clean, there was a lot of burst blisters and broken skin, so it took a lot of wipes before my skin was free of blood. Then I wiped my face clean of tears, snot and smudged make up. Daddy cleaned the paddle and went to the front seat to put it and the wipes back in the glovebox. He helped me out of the car, held me until my wobbily feet felt solid again then gave me a kiss and cuddle. Warning me to stay with them again for the rest of the day, sniffing I nodded and said I was sorry.

We walked to the pub and found Miss Adira, she told me to sit bare on the chair as I began to carefully touch the seat and eventually sit. “I take it we’ve had a chat,” She asked Daddy. “Yes we have and there shouldn’t be a problem again, but if there is, it will be your turn to speak to her, won’t it Littl’en.” Daddy asked me, “Yes Daddy,” I replied. “Very good,” Miss Adira said, clearly amused at this idea and seeing my discomfort. 

We ate our meal then proceeded to enjoy the day, looking at the stalls. I stayed with Daddy and Miss Adira, until I spotted an interesting stall. They were busy talking to the salesman, so I left them for only a few seconds to go and look at some handbags. I could clearly see them but by the time I’d wandered around the bag stall I was on the other side and couldn’t be seen. Until I heard Miss Adira shouting my name. She was so angry, stomping towards me, I was that shocked I peed a little, feeling it dribble down my legs. “What did we tell you ?” She told me, grabbing my arm, telling Daddy that we would meet in the pub again, she marched me back to the car, whilst people stared at us. I begged her not to spank me, that I couldn’t handle anymore. “Well you obviously haven’t learnt to do as you are told, get in the car now.” She ordered.

This time it was her turn to go to the glovebox, so I expected her to bring out the dreaded wooden paddle, with those evil holes that blistered my bottom. She came and sat in the back seat, telling me to climb into the front seat for a second. Then she moved over so she was more in the middle of the seat. “Come over here, over my knee, head to my left, now please.” I was told, “Lift your dress.” I climbed awkwardly so I was over her knee, my head touching the door, my legs bent so my feet were up by the window. Well you can guess what came next, except it wasn’t the wooden paddle. I gasped and bit my hand, “W..w…what’s that DiDi ?” I asked. “You know this, it’s my favourite paddle.” She showed me the black leather paddle with metal studs on one side, “Have you bought another ?” I asked. “Oh yes, both are new paddles and we have new ones to keep in your car too. You will not get away with anything at anytime. Like now, when you will not stay with us. But you will learn the hard way. No moving or screaming out, maybe you will learn after this.” 

My bottom, sit spots and backs of legs were spanked raw, the open blisters were bleeding almost straight away, I sobbed like a baby for the entire spanking. And struggled to get up when it was over. I sat awkwardly on her knee as she gave me a cuddle, before we got out of the car. “Now can we please enjoy the rest of the day.” She asked as she held my hand, “Lets go and find Daddy.”

We found him in the pub at the same table, I was still struggling to get my breath calmed down and found it excruciating to sit down bare. We had a drink then got up to go back to the market. 

“Look what I got you,” Daddy said, showing me a pink strap thing. He put one end around my left wrist and the other around his right wrist. “Now there’s no chance of you wandering off. I bought 3, you keep one in your handbag all the time and one for each car. This will not happen again.” I was mad, wearing a toddlers wrist strap, I felt like an idiot but I couldn’t take it off. I muttered “Yes Daddy,” then we enjoyed the rest of the day.

 

Now this long story about my dream has turned me on a lot, it sounds exciting, knowing what’s in the glovebox, what could happen at any time. Anyway I told Miss Adira about my dream and she thought it was a fantastic idea, telling Daddy who also agreed. So I have bought 2 leather studded paddles, 2 wooden with holes and 3 pink toddler wrist straps so when they come they will be going into the gloveboxes. It’s a scary but exciting thought knowing they will be there, but adds to the fun as well.

 

I’ve one more exciting blog to write but I’m not doing it now as this one deserves its own separate blog. But it will have something to do with my latest pictures and videos about playtime with my Mistress. Catch you on the next blog.

Playtime with Miss Adira

Friday was a day of fun spankings and play. First time Miss Adira got me sobbing, first time I’ve needed plasters on my bottom. Think I was spanked for nearly 2 hours, then we had a lunch break, followed on by enjoying finger/dildo fun, finally we had another hour of spanking fun.

Cant really see the markings from the paddle
Was caned across shoulder if i moved
Cornertime to calm down
Next morning
No bruises from 2 swats with paddle