Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

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.” “One more thing Cara, I know you had plans on Saturday and staying out over night, so I want you to still go and enjoy the day, I’ve spoken with Diago and he will take over responsibilities so you can go out. He is going to watch the football with his mates at Rick’s house but I’ve said that’s fine. But you deserve some fun too. So go and don’t worry about anything. Diago is growing up to be a fine young man, I trust him as much as I trust you.” Pappa told her. “But Pappa I don’t mind, I can do this anytime.” Cara told him. “No Cara, I know this has been planned for a while, I want you to go. You can be in charge until you go out and then when you come home, but Diago can cope.“ replied Pappa. “ If you’re sure Pappa, I know Diago will cope too, I’ve seen him in action. But thank you Pappa.” Cara told him, giving him a hug. “You’re very welcome. You do a lot around here to help and I appreciate all you do, but you have a life too, so take this, buy yourself something and have some drinks on me.” Pappa said, giving her £200. He put a finger to his lips as if to say do not argue, just take it. Cara mouthed thank you and Pappa nodded. 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 it, bottom bare waiting for him, but she just sulked sitting 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 anyone 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, she quietly 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.”
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.

Daddy’s story, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s story

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.

Daddy’s story, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s story                                

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 paws. 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 paws, that’s 3 now, drop it again it will be 5 on your paws, 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 its normal size, as long as she didn’t move she felt no pain. 

“Rayanna put both your paws up, palms up please. Closer together, you will get 3 strokes on your paws 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 paws, 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 to 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. 

Daddy’s story, Rayanna the very naughty mouse.

Daddy’s story.

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 Papa was 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 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 be 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.

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

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 around 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 forbade 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.

So April’s blog, what’s been going on.

Whilst the world is still in chaos, fighting this evil virus, us, the people are still trying to live as normally as possible. I will start by saying I hope you are all staying safe, keeping a safe distance from others, and following the guidelines set by the government from your country.

As for little old me, life has been pretty normal, other than Master working from home every day, not just Friday and our son being furlowed so he’s either asleep or stuck on his Xbox, coming down for food and drink.

As most businesses are closed, that also meant our dog groomer was unable to come and our Muffin Moo Moo, a Cavachon, her fur is more like a King Charles Cavalier’s fur and gets terribly matted whereas her brother Dave has fur more like a Bichon Frise, he looks like he has a perm. Never knotty. Anyway we’ve ended up buying a dog grooming kit, I’m gonna watch some YouTube videos helping me learn how to do it. In the meantime I’ve had to bath them twice so far and poor Muffi has had tight areas of matted fur. I’ve had to cut away, try to comb it away. Her skin looked sore but the vets are only taking emergency appointments, otherwise, I would have to take a photo of the sore area, then the vet would phone if I needed medication for her, I would then go to the vets, knock on the door where a bag of medication would be handed out through the door. Payment by card only. So I decided I just had to remove the matted areas as best as I could do. This took over 3 days as I didn’t want her sore everywhere. I’ve no idea if I’m going to be able to use these clippers but I’ve gotta try it.

One thing that has been awful, is my back. Without a dryer, I’m drying the laundry on an airer or the radiators, without a dishwasher, I’m having to wash the pots by hand. Now before anyone says well they are pretty standard chores, yes they are. Unless you have 6 degenerative discs, nerve damage, and a load of other medical issues. Doing just these chores are bad enough.

Now include doing the cleaning, brushing and mopping the floor, I’m refusing to hoover the stairs, one of the boys will have to do that. It’s reminded me why I now have a cleaner. Bathing the dogs was a killer so I had to get E to help as Master was working.

The boys are helping me, which I really appreciate, but I still find I try to do it all myself, especially as Master is still working and E doesn’t get up til around noon. I’d have the jobs done before then.

Then there’s the food shopping, I usually would do this by delivery, but it seems impossible to get one. I’m also doing shopping for the old folk, my parents and inlaws. My Mum has been classed as high risk so Dad is able to get an immediate shop delivered but sometimes he will need a few items, my inlaws somehow manage to get a delivery slot for a supermarket but I know they go online, frequently throughout the days to check the deliveries for any of our supermarkets. They have been lucky enough to actually get one. But they often need a few bits if I’m going. I must admit I couldn’t be bothered scouring the delivery slots until I got one.

One thing I’ve had to do this month is to use my disability for my own advantage, something I don’t like doing. But whenever I go to the shop, the queue is really long, and I knew I couldn’t stand in the queue for half an hour before getting to the shop. So as usual,  taking my walking stick with me as all the trolleys are kept inside the shop to keep them clean, I’ve asked if I can go straight in as I won’t be able to stand in the queue then go shopping.

Luckily I know most of the staff in Tesco, and they have seen me when I’ve seized up, unable to walk. They’ve seen me use the Motability scooter shoppers so they know I’m not lying just to get to the front of the queue.

Like I said I would never use my disability in this way normally. And I hate asking for help.

E has helped with the shopping, he will do ours, as it’s a bigger shop whilst I do the old folks shop. But pushing the trolley around is extremely painful at the moment, having lots of twinges, making my left leg feel numb and throbbing.

But all that is insignificant compared to what is happening in the world.

One thing I know for certain is I’m missing our extended family, Daddy, Miss Adira, their son C and all the crazy pets. Not seeing them since early February has been really difficult. It was Daddy’s Birthday yesterday, the gifts he wanted from me were from Amazon but the delivery was late so I didn’t get them until Friday, So I packed up mine and Master’s presents then Master arranged a collection for the big box to be posted, so at least Daddy will get his presents within the week.

Though I wasn’t happy with Daddy this month as he began talking about getting a motorbike again. He’d seen one he really liked, the price was good and he trusted the dealer who was selling it and next thing I know he’d organized a deal and was picking it up 2 days later. As you may tell I’m not a fan of motorbikes, think they are dangerous, too fast and just don’t really like them, plus I can’t ride with him but I know Daddy has really missed riding a bike. I felt guilty telling him I didn’t want him to get one but at the end of the day, he’s a grown-up, he doesn’t drive fast and he says he is a very careful driver. The main reason I really didn’t want him to get one is he has arthritis in both hands and wrists and when he had the old bike, he really struggled so I’m worried this may happen again. He says the positioning is different from the other bike so his wrists aren’t bent like they were so I guess I just have to trust him and hope it doesn’t happen again. 

So all this in the last month, no doubt the following months will be very similar. This year has to be the one year we should forget but know full well we will never forget it. My Mum says “It’s a bit like me telling you about what it was like at the end of WW2, the ration books, helping each other, rebuilding their lives, by the time you have older grandchildren, you will tell be telling them about the virus that affected the entire world.”  This is very true and more poignant for Mum saying this as for once she’s remembered what is going on with this virus, as her dementia is getting worse. So hearing her say that really brought it home for me. 

The end of 2019 and the start of 2020 have been bad years healthwise for Master, Miss Adira and myself, chest infections that refused to go away and Miss Adira damaging her shoulder. Never imagining what came next would affect every country in the world. So far we’ve been very very lucky that neither families have had the scare of this virus, keeping our old folk safe in lockdown our main concern. The numbers are dropping very very slowly in England, hopefully this won’t encourage people going out unnecessarily as we only need one person in that contagious, unknowing period to start it spreading once more. And maybe this is the time to reflect, to think about others not just about ourselves, make the world a better place. And hope we will all see an ending very very soon.  

Stay safe fellow bloggers and dear readers xx

Playtime with Moss Adira

Playday with Miss Adira.

Well, many of you will have watched the videos or seen the photos from our playday, now it’s time to write about it. Unfortunately I am very late writing it, I try to write about any play or punishments that day or the next day, as my memory is rubbish, I want to write about how I felt, my emotions, all the little things you go through during a scene. So I am going to have to base this from; 1; watching the videos back; 2; trusting my memory. So I hope I can write this down and give you an accurate account.

So firstly, my instruction for when Miss Adira arrives…..I want you lay on the bed, naked, hands by your side, facing the window. I will arrive at 10am.

I woke up that morning with a nervous, butterfly feeling in my tummy, nervous trepidation about what was going to happen as I was sure Miss Adira would have a plan in her head. I had to block it out to get all my homework done and all the tasks completed before I went to shower. I was going to give the dogs a bone so they were occupied for a while, (this worked well, as they gave DiDi a little welcome then went back to their bones. Only trouble was they then brought the bones upstairs. If I left the door shut, they would’ve just barked all day so for once I broke a rule of mine and let them come upstairs with it. Though I wasn’t happy when they came on the bed with them. But as I was getting my bottom spanked at the time, I just ignored it.)

I had my shower, shaved and moisturized, then lay on the bed letting the cream soak in, keeping an eye on the time. I put some music on the TV, then lay reading my book before getting a few things out that were necessities, lube, baby wipes, dildoes. Leaving them on the bedside cabinet. 

Then I heard the front door open and the dogs getting fussed with by DiDi. I put my kindle away and lay on my tummy, looking at the window, 1 arm by my side, the other I had to tuck under my chin because the position I was in would make my back scream in pain without one arm there. It seemed like an eternity before I heard her come upstairs, not walking into the bedroom, I heard lots of rustling, sounding like she was getting undressed or changed, but I couldn’t go and see. Eventually she walked in, I wasn’t sure if I could speak or not, so I asked her, she said yes. I wanted to move to see her, to see what she was doing, but I didn’t. There was a clatter of toys going on the bed then she asked where our toys were. I pointed to the drawer that I had already opened, then she continued to get toys out of our drawer. I chatted a little, asking if the drive down was okay, I think I just needed to focus on something else other than her getting these toys out.

Then I felt her warm hand on my bottom, she stroked it, stroking my back, sometimes digging her nails in. It was nice, really nice, enough to calm my nerves down. I asked then if I could look at her, she agreed so I turned my head. I saw she was in a black, babydoll kinda lingerie outfit, her boobs spilling out of her bra. I saw she had makeup on and a lovely reddy coloured lipstick, she had her hair in the messy look I love. 

She began giving me a few ‘love’ taps with various toys, enough to warm me up. After a few minutes of me ouching, gasping and rolling slightly, she was laughing, “I’m hardly touching you, what you ouching for ?” “It hurts,” I spluttered, trying to get my breath. “Give over, this one hurts,” proceeding to whack harder, making me grab my big fluffy cushion, burrowing my face into it. “Would you like to video the play ?” DiDi asked. “Ooooooo yes please,” I said, so I got up, setting up the camera stand, to go in a position that has the full view but where Miss Adira can turn away from the camera. We got started again, The dogs sat on the bed, not bothered that their mummy was getting her bottom spanked. 

She began with the Giant Devil, pounding my ass hard, as I always say, you lose your pain threshold when you are not spanked regularly, I was feeling every swat. “Get up a bit, on your knees, “ she told me. Inwardly I groaned, as I brought my knees up so my bottom was higher and she could aim for my sit spot perfectly. Putting that one down, I heard DiDi then shuffling about amongst her toys, picking out a leather paddle. Purposefully getting my sit spot, I continued to hug my cushion and bury my head into it. After a while there was a change of toy, DiDi’s mini cane, she loves this, the size meant you could aim for one cheek perfectly. It hurt but not screaming in agony type of hurt, like I’d have with the high impact cane. Watching the video back, it looks like she was really hitting hard with it. But ALL my Doms say I have an iron butt, LOL. That is until she began whacking my shoulder if I moved or if my bottom sunk down to the bed again, and that killed. I do like being strapped, flogged or caned across my back, it’s such a different feeling there than across your bottom. It’s denser, much more thuddy, the flogger, strap, belt feels deeper, everything feels heavier, not as stingy yet just as painful as on your bottom. One slap with the Jokari on each cheek had me crying out and tears began falling. 

Sensing I was in need of a break, Miss Adira slid her hand between my legs, feeling my wetness, her fingers more slender and gentle compared with Master’s or Daddy’s, as she explored my happy spot. Her fingers delved deep, spreading me wide, as she began fudging me. After a few minutes with her fingers, she got out her vibrator and continued fudging me. I was soon succumbing to the throws of an orgasm, at the same time sniffing and sobbing as I asked if I could cum. “Yes,” she whispered and I let my orgasm take over, shaking and heaving as I came down from my high. “See was that not worth it ?” Miss Adira said whilst getting Mr Grater, slapping my butt.

DiDi delved into the toy drawer, getting out the red suede flogger, “Ooppsss nearly got the lash out then, we don’t like the lash do we ?” she asked. “No,” I said quickly, wanting to turn around to make sure she hadn’t got it, but thankfully she hadn’t. Flicking the flogger across my ass, stroking it up my crack before whipping it once more, telling me to open my legs more so she could strike my happy spot and inner thigh. Whipping across my back she asked if she couldn’t hit the bottom of my back with the flogger ? “No,“ I told her, “Nothing on my lower back”. So she alternated from bottom to back, one stroke hurt a lot more, making me OW loudly, “OW….really,” DiDi said, laughing as she tried to hit harder.

Giving me a break, Miss Adira began doing something, but I had no idea what it was. Until something ruddy hot thing landed on me back, making me jump. As another landed on my back. I turned slightly seeing the candle burning in her hands. Now this is something I would love to progress too, but the candle wax seemed very very burny hot. I had read somewhere that you could buy candles, where the temperature was less than a normal candle. But this felt very hot to me, “Is this nice or not ?” she asked, “No,“ I replied quickly. “Oh so not very sensual?” she asked again, “Not at all.” I told her. But I do fancy the idea of wax play, so I wonder if it’s worth practicing with it more. And look into this low temperature candle. I remember actually doing this as a kid, letting wax drip on my finger or just sticking my finger in it.

Again Miss Adira looked inside the toy drawer, and picked out the leather strap. Master doesn’t use this much because there’s no proper handle but it’s one implement I do love the feel of, that or a leather belt, the leather whipping over my skin, feeling my skin scorch from it, feeling skin somwtimes being stripped away, layer by layer, then there’s the sound of leather cracking loudly as it hits my body and it’s one thing Miss Adira loves to use and loves the feel of too. But for once I was too far gone into subspace, sobbing into my cushion, I felt the whipping but I didn’t, if you understand me. I released all my pent up frustration and stress. Feeling my body begin to relax, just flopping more on the bed, even my usual pain I live with day in, day out disappeared for a while. I was floating just over the bed and I felt awesome.

After a very short break, Miss Adira went back into the drawer, fishing out the awful loopy. One strong whack with that thing and the tears flowed quicker, I began rolling, moving my hands back, when Miss Adira began counting for me to get into position, picking the cane up, she struck my arm, poking my shoulder to get me flat on the bed. She struck the other cheek with the loopy and I managed not to roll. So she got a few more hits in before I rolled once more, my hand flew back, so she hit my arm with the loopy and continued doing gentle taps with it,(not that you can do any gentle taps with that thing, that still hurts,) anyway I soon moved my arm back before she gave me one final hard stroke with it. One arm flew back, my feet flew up to cover my scorching butt and before I could get my breath back, Miss Adira was back counting, when she struck my ass again, I couldn’t figure out what it was. I think I was a bit beside myself at that point, trying my hardest not to reach back, my other arm clung to the cushion as I cried, sobbed, ouched very loudly and trying to control my breathing, “Do you know what we shudda played, guess the implement.” Miss Adira said as I did yet another roll, “Guess the implement ?” I stated as she caned my arm and shoulder, then used the end to push me back flat again, “Yeah, get 5 strikes to guess what it is,” “I can’t remember all of them,” I stuttered, “If you don’t get them all right…..” she paused to see if I could tell what it was. “Is it the spongy type paddle ?” I guessed, “No, it’s this one, look,” she told me. I looked, “Oh, it’s the studded one,” “Yeah, makes a good sound,” as she continued to wallop me. As I rolled the other way, she just carried on hitting the side of me instead, before I rolled flat once more. Then she quickly changed implement again. The high impact cane, one swipe and I rolled away, my arm flew back, the counting began before I felt a severe strike across my arm, causing me to OW loudly as she poked it into my shoulder to lie flat. This repeated after another 2 strikes with the high impact cane and again. I sobbed into the cushion as I heard Miss Adira searching again, so I used this time to try to calm down again.

I felt something very sharp hit my tender skin, making me jump, my arm went to go back but only a tiny bit then I tucked it under the cushion as this spikey, sharp thing was tapped around my burning cheeks. I couldn’t figure it out, so I looked over my shoulder and saw the vampire paddle, DiDi liked this one because on the other side was a hard leather flat paddle and it caused a hefty whack. The other side is really nice, but then you know I love spikey things. We are actually looking for a chain flogger that has a barbed wire type of look to it, so there are some spikey aspects to it.

Changing again, I heard her take a few items out, then I felt the curry comb tapping around my bottom, as my skin was rather beaten, the spikes on this thing made me ouch, cry out, I was struggling to deal with it, yet normally I love it. She changed to a spikey dog brush. We both love these, the sensations as it scraped down your back gave me goosebumps, I sigh as it goes up and down, side to side. But jumped out of my skin when it lightly touched my bottom. I heard Miss Adira laugh, “Is that a bit tender?” I gasped, “Just a bit,” I kinda squeaked out. After a bit longer with the various dog brushes she put them down. “I think a bit of corner time is a good idea now.” As she went to lie on the bed, I climbed off the bed, trying not to let my bottom touch anywhere. I think I was in the corner for about 10 minutes, before I was allowed to move. Looking at the time, I suggested that I go and bring up lunch for us both, so MIss Adira agreed.

We had a lunch break, watching a bit of Judge Judy, DiDi loves this show, then we had a play with the strapon, but Miss Adira has written a blog about this. So I will let you read that one.

After our amazing play with the strapon, we were both pretty spent, but Miss Adira hadn’t finished with me yet. This time I was allowed to pick the toys, obviously Mr Spikey was involved, but only for a short time, I was far too tender to cope with it, I asked for the strap which I enjoyed a lot but the other things will be kept between us, unless of course you’ve watched the videos. 

Sorry it’s taken some time to write this blog, with what’s going on with the world, I’ve been shopping for the old folks, making sure they do stay in lock down, though my Dad has been out shopping a few times. I had to use the scare tactic in telling him how many people have died in the UK so far, “Over 3000, 600 people died overnight Dad. You must not go out. I will get your shopping along when I get my inlaws and mine. If you must go out tie a scarf around your nose and mouth and wear gloves but I’d rather you do not go out.” Think this worked, they are both in their late 80’s, mum is very frail, my inlaws are 10 yrs younger, but my mother- inlaw has a weak chest, chest infections can last 3 months, she has been in lockdown over a month before the PM Boris Johnson chose to order a lockdown, too late if you ask me but we won’t discuss politics.

But I just want to finish by thanking all the NHS, Drs, nurses, first aiders, police, everyone with an essential job, who are helping this country fight this virus. The supermarket staff, the security guards helping us stay 2 metres apart, whom I thank everytime I go shopping, these people deserve an award for all the hard work they are doing at the moment, nevermind possibly contacting this deadly disease. Thank you all so much.

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.

My stubborn behaviour left me feeling so guilty, I had to own up about my indescretion.

Miss Adira set a new rule about July time, that I could not dye my hair my usual plum colour, not dye it at all. She wanted to see my natural hair color and I hate my natural colour, strawberry blond, it’s a bit dull, boring. Much preferring the bold, bright purple or bright chilli red. It kinda makes a statement, shows my real personality. I was not happy at all, every week or so, I asked and the answer was always no. After a month or so, I heard her tell Master that she was only doing it to wind me up, it was funny. Well I was fuming when I heard that, I said, “Well if that’s the case then, I will dye my hair this week.” “No you will not.” She stated, I could tell she meant every word. 

There was no changing her mind, and I was getting more and more peeved about it. By late October my stubborn, pigheaded head was working overtime, my bratty head began working too much. One night I was sat in bed, it was time for me to turn the TV off and do some colouring for 20 minutes, Miss Adira’s rule.

I began thinking, Well if Miss Adira won’t let me dye my hair, then I’m not gonna do my colouring and I’m gonna watch TV until 10pm, so there. IMaging me pulling my tongue out as well, being a real brat.

So it began, I had this thought every night, but because I’m so stubborn, I continued my deception. Thinking I had one over Miss Adira. 

As time went on, I began to feel terribly guilty. But the more she repeatedly said No to me, the more I continued. I often worried if Master had got the camera in our room working so Miss Adira or Daddy could connect to it and see what I was up to. 

I also wondered why Miss Adira hadn’t asked where was my daily photograph to show the colouring I did the night before. She never asked once. Naturally I never mentioned it, but I was very surprised about her non-reaction.

This was very unlike Miss Adira, She is always on the ball with my tasks,  knowing immediately if I’ve missed one, yet she still said nothing.

I think this made my guilty feeling become stronger, By the end of November every night I felt immense guilt turning the lights and TV off at 10pm, but I continued. The same thoughts going in my head, Well if DiDi won’t let me dye my hair, then I’m still not doing my colouring. I know it’s pathetic, ridiculous and most of all very childish.

After our lovely weekend celebrating Miss Adira’s birthday, I thought I had to own up. It was getting closer to Christmas, my guilt was building inside, so just before Christmas I told her, well I thought I messaged her on Whatsapp, but I couldn’t find it so I asked DiDi to look. Apparently I wrote it in my daily diary and on Whatsapp, I got this message, “Just dye your hair.” I replied “No, I’m not doing it.”

By now, I’d kinda accepted that I was never gonna be able to dye me hair again, I’d just have to deal with the colour, it didn’t help when Daddy kept telling me to just dye my hair. I repeatedly told him, “It is more than my life is worth.” So I was starting to accept my natural hair colour.

Then on Boxing Day when we were exchanging gifts, Miss Adira handed me a basket filled with little gifts, the first thing I saw was a box of hair dye, exactly the one I use. Apparently Master had the job of trying to find a box of my hair colour in my bedroom cupboards, take a picture of it and send it to DiDi, so she could buy the right one. It was quite a task for him to do it without me seeing or finding it out.

So you can imagine the guilt I felt then. It was the worst feeling ever. And as the days went on, Miss Adira still said nothing about my indiscretion. On the 2nd January the boys were back at work, the rules were starting again, after being allowed a Christmas break. I asked Miss Adira if the bedtime rules restart, she replied. “You would presume correct.” 

Again there was no other comment from her, I swear this is like the worst punishment I could have about this. My guilt was just bursting out, it was killing me just waiting for her to say something about it.

On the 8th January I asked again, “Are you ever going to bring up the bedtime crime ?” I asked her, I was feeling really guilty about it. She sent me a very happy, smiley emoji as her reply. “That’s why you’re not saying anything isn’t it, coz you know this was as bad as receiving a punishment.” I stated. “Yup,” she said. “Oh that’s cruel, so so cruel,” I replied. “Yes I am,” DiDi answered. “But still loves ya,” I told her. “Love you more,” she answered.

From then on, my guilt started to lift, it was very slow, and at bedtime I still thought about it. So my rule is bedtime at 9pm, watch TV until 9.40pm, turn the TV off and do some colouring until 10pm. If I’m tired before then, I am to go to sleep.

So as it’s a new year, Miss Adira wanted to take our dynamic further, we both wanted her to go stricter, she wanted to add more restrictive rules, like Daddy choosing my clothes for the day, choosing my meals, telling me if I’m allowed booze or treaties. I told her I was very happy to have more, so we spent the next few days discussing possible new rules. Set so many hours watching TV, Should I ask to watch TV, Should I ask to watch the particular programme.

In the end we finally got some new rules set.

  1. Ask to sit on the furniture when we are together as a group or just us.
  2. Ask permission to use the toilet. (If no response in time to be determined) then consider permission is granted.
  3. 6 hours of TV per day – time can be earned or deducted, if deducted then Miss Adira will notify ma about what can be done instead in the time deducted. This goes from 8am to 5pm. From 5pm – 8.45pm it’s Master’s choice of TV. If I’m up in the night, I may watch unlimited TV of recorded programmes only, until 8am.
  4. Permission to speak to be asked for. When in the group, ask to speak once for the time together. When it’s just the 2 of us, ask every time.
  5. Permission to be asked for what colour I will dye my hair.
  6. To play with oneself to learn how to make myself squirt, twice a week, videoed.
  7. I am to keep a butt plug and jingle balls in my handbag all the time so at anytime Miss Adira can tell me to go and put either in and video doing it.
  8. Improve on etiquette, good manners, behaving ladylike and courteous to others. Addressing people correctly, waiting for everyone to get their food before eating, not talking over people, opening the door for someone, when passing a drink in a cup ensure the handle is facing them.
  9. Months when chapters of MissAdita’s book is to be written are – February, April. June, August, October and December.

 

My first experience with the jiggle balls was on Monday. I was going to a ballet at the theatre, Miss Adira had told me to go to the toilets in the interval and put the jingles in, videoing it as well. I asked if she would mind if I did it when we first get to the theatre as I don’t go to the toilets in the interval, the queue is always far too long. She said that was fine.

We arrived with plenty of time, so I headed to the disabled toilet, got me phone out and put it in a place where he would be able to see a bit. I had no lube so I put a little bit of soap on it. Well could I put the darnn thing in……no I could not. Huffing and puffing it was not easy, my right foot up on the toilet. I could not shove the thing in. I could hear people outside, there was a queue now. So I tried my left leg up on the toilet, see if that works. No, this way was even worse. All the while I talked to Miss Adira quietly so no one else could hear me. After 3 minutes, I thought I can’t be in here any longer, I had to give up. So I told Miss Adira that this was a complete fail for my first go, maybe I was rushing in the public toilets. I didn’t understand it, I’ve put them in many, many times, I was going to have to figure it out over the next few days at home. Miss Adira said the video was the funniest thing she has watched in a long time, listening to you huff and puff, talking quietly, struggling coz you had all your clothes bunched up, it was hilarious. I’m surprised my mother-in-law didn’t ask why I was all flushed, because I must’ve been.

Two days later I felt like I’d been fisted for hours, I felt bruised and battered around my happy spot, I presume from trying to put the jiggle in. After I’d done my homework, I had time to video part 2 of the jiggles as I am now calling it. Finding somewhere to put my phone, I sat down this time, one leg up on the stool, then just as I pressed record and began, the phone fell down, this repeated about 3 more times. Before I stopped the video, thinking about where I can go and put the camera before I call time again. Surely that wasn’t going to happen again. I sorted myself out, changed position, sorted my phone out, ready for the restart of part 2. I began again. Lubed up, I pushed the first ball in but it popped out, I pushed it back, trying to push the second ball in but as soon as I took my finger away, the darnn thing popped out again. I was beside myself now, why wouldn’t the flamin thing go in. I felt relaxed but by the God, I seemed closed up tight. Trying over and over I was losing patience. That’s it, I’m done today. Epic fail, part 2.

The next day after I had a shower, I spent some time having a little play, following the rules Miss Adira had set, trying to make myself squirt, I had to video it so Miss Adira could see if I squirted or not. Anyway that didn’t happen, but I did enjoy the play. So I decided to try Part 3 of the jingles again now I was lubed up and spread open a bit from using my fav rabbit. Still lying on the bed, I pushed the first ball in easily, (why was it so difficult before) the second ball went in with a bit of a shove. Pushing them right up there though, was a bit difficult. My fingers aren’t long enough to reach, I did think about using my rabbit to push it further up lol, but then after another thrust up, it stayed in place. Finally I had done it, I can’t believe it took 3 goes to do it. We have little sachets of lube we bought if we went to the swingers club, so I have now put some in the bag with my jingle, so at anytime Miss Adira tells me to put it in, I’m prepared. I just hope I don’t have to lie on the public toilets floor to put it in all the time though.

Anyway I finally did it for Miss Adira and kept it in until my afternoon nap, she was very pleased and amused by the latest video, so I was pleased I had made her proud of me and for me myself, well I was proud of myself because I really couldn’t figure out why I couldn’t do it, I was determined to do it and I did. Plus they felt darnn good too. I put a little bounce in my step to feel the balls jingle inside me……..mmmmm I like them.

New rules and tasks.

New rules and tasks.

 

Firstly I have to apologise for my absence, as you know it’s a busy time of year, plus I’m doing a picture for someones Christmas present, not sure if you’ve ever seen these pictures advertised on Instagram or Facebook. They are called Painting With Diamonds. It’s similar to Paint By Numbers. Basically you’ve a picture printed on an adhesive canvas, it has many many squares with different colour codes. Your job is to stick “diamonds” onto each square to create a vibrant mosaic painting.

It’s very relaxing and I’m actually able to do it without causing myself more pain. 

It was funny a few months ago, I bought 2 online and was just waiting for them to arrive, takes about 6 weeks as they are from China. Miss Adira said I’ve bought you a present and I’ve got one for myself. It was a diamond painting from a craft shop. I started laughing and said “I’ve just bought 2 of these, I’m waiting for them to arrive.” We hadn’t talked about them, ever, yet we always know what we would like. It’s nice that we now can chat about each others picture. I’ve asked for a custom one made of our dogs and a lovely picture of a sunset through a wine glass for Christmas but they are very big, so may take some time to do. But I don’t mind. Miss Adira is doing a big one at the moment and said it will take months to finish, but they’re almost addictive once you start, you just can’t stop doing more and more.

I’m doing this picture for somebody’s Christmas present, so my focus has been that rather than writing blogs.

 

Let me tell you about the new rules Daddy has set.

Ask permission to go out, this does not apply to going shopping, doing tasks or walking the dogs.

Ask permission to drink alcohol, at anytime.

I’d noticed that every time I went out or had a drink, Daddy would say, “You’ve not asked to go out or to drink alcohol.” So I asked him if this was something he wanted to add into his rules, he said “Yes.” This was 2 weeks ago, so far I’ve not remembered to ask, but Daddy had given me a pass but from now on, he will not let me off. I’ve got to try really hard to remember this now.

But I do like these rules, it makes me feel even more ‘little’ having to ask to go out or drink, Daddy will also know what I’m doing and when. I can almost feel him with me, watching me, listening to what I’m saying, it feels like a reminder not to swear too. 

The new task came from Daddy and Miss Adira.

They both want me to start baking, my first attempt were cupcakes, not very successful. The cakes were baked a bit too long and the icing was runny. The second attempt was slightly better, the cakes were ok but the icing was still runny. But everyone enjoyed them. The next baking session was chocolate crispy cakes. Sounds simple, something you make with your kids when they are very young.

But this was not simple for me though, I remembered Mum had a great recipe for crispy cakes, and over the years we converted it into a hot chocolate sauce to go with ice cream. Unfortunately with Mum’s dementia and Dad’s general old age memory they did not remember us using it to make chocolate crispy cakes. So I had to just budge it and hope. So I made it but I suspected it hadn’t worked. And I was right. The next day I looked at them in the fridge and it had gone soggy. I had to throw the lot out. Drove quickly to Tesco to buy Mars bars and tried to make Mars Bar Crispy Cakes. Now stupidly I never looked at the recipe Master found, I just melted the Mars bars in the microwave, which went gloopy, mixed the rice crispies as best I could, put it in the tray then put it in the fridge. 

A couple of hours later, we had to go to Daddy’s, so I somehow, broke the crispy cakes into some sort of slices, put them in the box and took them round. Now I have to be honest, they were really nice, chewy, crunchy but not tons of flavour. But the good thing was, Daddy, Miss Adira and their son C, loved them. 

Then they decided I was to make a Victoria sponge cake for the next visit, which is today. It’s been a v long time since I made this, so hunted for a recipe, found one, bought all the ingredients then began. And I must admit, so far so good. I weighed the mixture into 2 cake tins, and put them in the oven.

After tidying the kitchen, leaving the ingredients out for the frosting, I did the best thing about making a cake. I licked the bowl clean, the spoons and spatulas. Yummie.

Getting the cakes out was a bit of a task, the first one stuck so it broke a bit but I got the second one out easier. Then left them to cool.

Time for the frosting, now I did ask Miss Adira if I could just buy ready made frosting, but no surprise she said no. So I read up the recipe, when the cake was cold I plopped the broken one on the base of the cake box I bought, melted some raspberry jam so it spread easily over the cake,  then made the frosting. And this worked well too. I mixed it by hand, this will give me some muscles in my arms, then gave it a blast with the hand mixer. There seemed to be a lot of frosting, but I followed the recipe, filled the middle and there was half left still. I put the other cake on top and decided to cover the entire thing, just to use the frosting up.

When I’d finished I noticed it was melting a bit so I got it in the fridge  and left it to set. Looking at it today, it looks okay, yes its wonky, bit like the Leaning Tower Of Pisa, yes there’s loads of frosting but it looked alright. I took some photos and sent them to the group chat, Muss Adira’s first comment was, “It’s not straight……..”, Daddy’s comment, “What is that?”. To which I said, “Right you’re not getting this cake now.” Obviously they will, I hope everyone likes it.

Miss Adira has already decided on the next cake as it’s her birthday soon, so she wants a chocolate fudge cake. Omg, that’s making the cake, frosting and ganache. I’ve found a fairly simple recipe, so I’m to make it for 2 weeks today. Wish me luck guys.