Meeting the family today.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

Waiting for my sentence.

Awaiting my sentence.

So last night, well yesterday afternoon too, my mouth got the better of me, I was tired and as usual when I’m tired I get narky, I get bratty and I don’t have a stop button until it’s too late. Plus I don’t tend to get like this to Master or Miss Adira, mainly because I know they will not stand for it. And Master is home with his drawer of toys so by the end of the evening, I’d be in bed early, crying, with a very sore backside. But I would never be this way when I was with them, for the same reason. I feel safe acting out on WhatsApp, silly I know.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a sore bottom, from a fun spanking not from a punishment.

But as life gets in the way, I’ve not had a maintenance spanking in quite some time. The decision made was that Daddy and Miss Adira would join together and give me one on every visit unless they are alone. Then that person does it. But the intention was to ensure I get one every visit. Apparently I’m told, my behaviour becomes much worse without it.

Anyway my usual non sleeping got me really stroppy. But also the bedtime rules get on my nerves a lot. 

So originally, I was to have a snooze, IF I feel tired. Without the snooze, I was to have an early bedtime. 8pm instead of 9pm. Now I know what I’m like, I know I will fight going for a snooze. Also fight the 8pm bedtime. Even though I know it’s for my best interests to have a snooze,  even though I know I should, I need it, I will feel better catching up on some sleep. Yet my head fights the fact why I have to be told to sleep. why can’t it be my choice. Of course I know the answer to this, this is what I chose, what I want and need.

Yet the brat in me wants to choose myself, not be told to go for a snooze like a child. Like the brat I was behaving like now.

Also, it was my decision to ask Miss Adira to amend these rules to ALWAYS have a snooze. Whether for sleep or just rest. It was my decision to say if I don’t have a snooze then I should have an early bedtime. Only Friday and Saturday night didn’t apply, though it was still normal bedtime. Any later in the night and I’m a bad tempered, bratty, cheeky girl.

So back to yesterday…………….

Firstly I was chatting with Daddy on the WhatsApp live thing, having a lovely chat. I was knackered, even though I had a good sleep. He could tell I was, so suggested, not an order, just a suggestion, that I go for a snooze. Well I jumped down his throat, speaking very disrespectfully, rude and disgraceful. Daddy’s face went cold, choosing to end the conversation, knowing if he didn’t then this would become a whole lot worse.

I didn’t speak with Daddy for the rest of the day. I missed his call on the way home.

But I was still in a mood, though I was keeping it away from Master. Miss Adira became the next person to get the brunt of my mood.

It started with Miss Adira asking if all tasks were starting again as I’d been ill the week before.  I replied Yes M’am. Then she asked, Are we going back to no nap…..early bed. I asked if this was open to discussion. ( Even though we’ve had this discussion many times and it’s always stayed set. ) Miss Adira asked what I was proposing. I didn’t know. Why ? Because I was too tired to think about it. She replied, how can we discuss it if you have no proposition. 

I know what I wanted, I wanted this stupid rule scrapped, but I couldn’t say that to Miss Adira. Mainly because I knew I would flip out when she said no.

I was also too tired to do my tasks and I’d been out in the morning, so I was only starting all my homework at 3pm. I’d asked if I could pass on it then saying my head wasn’t working properly, not being honest and saying I was tired. Miss Adira agreed but told me in future I was to ask at the beginning of the day, if I was going to be busy and knew I’d be too tired to do them, not ask at the end of the day. 

Getting in a strop I told her, I didn’t know I would be. But I could do double homework the next day.

She asked again about discussing the bedtime, I said, coz I dont want early bedtimes, saying it just like a petulant child. Another moan from me. Miss Adira told me, tell you what, you do your own bedtime n if your grumpy or tired or anything due to you being tired……it will be dealt with how I see fit. 

That’s not bloody fair, I replied. First warning, watch your tone.

More complaining from me and Miss Adira not budging, I replied, keep to the bloody same then. The following conversation was mainly from Miss Adira,  confirming a snooze every day or early bedtime. And watch your tone.

More bratty conversations until…………

I am not appreciating your tone and language toward me……so my dear tomorrow I will deal with you….and just to put the cherry on your cake I will be forwarding your messages to your Daddy for the bloody comments…..which I do believe he will see as inappropriate language from his little.

My very cheeky reply was, Oh thank you bunches.

I told you to watch your tone. I told her I will shut up for the rest of the day then. Anyway it was safer, I wouldn’t  be digging myself into a much bigger hole. My goodnight video was very short and blunt.

But Miss Adira’s video, well that was very long and firmly said.. No more negotiations for bedtime, snooze every day, bedtime will depend on how my sleep was the night before and whether or not I’ve been bratty due to tiredness. I am to say how I slept in my morning video and at 5pm I am to send a message stating if I’d managed a snooze or not, then she will decide on my bedtime. I can strop, brat, moan about it all I want, but I will NOT win.

Miss Adira will think overnight what the consequence of my brattiness will be, there will be no negotiation on it. And it will be something that will be done on Saturday when we meet or an alternative that will be ” instantaneous “. As I still had consequences due, 1, to give Miss Adira a massage, 2, a punishment spanking was due and also 3, a weekend of me wearing my maids outfit, serving ALL my Doms/Domme for the entire weekend.

I went to bed feeling very guilty, but also very peeved still. I don’t know why I’ve such an issue with bedtime but anyway, I won’t be trying to negotiate again ( yet ), coz you know what I’m like, I will forget about this then do it all again.

Now I’m waiting on Miss Adira to video call, do my spelling test, then discuss my consequence. And hear from Daddy.

Saturdays play and my first maintenance spanking from Miss Adira.

Saturdays play and first maintenance spanking.

Master and I arrived at Daddy’s at the usual time, 2’ish, Miss Adira gave us both kisses, she was naked as expected by Master. We had coffees, and played with Blue, who was so excited to see us both, he just jumped from settee to chair, licking us, Master was teasing him as usual, encouraging him to howl as he had done with our dogs. He loves having his other Mummy and Daddy round.

I sat on the chair still dressed, when Master asked why I was still clothed, “Oh erm, sorry.” I quickly stripped off, and sat down to watch TV and enjoy my coffee. Miss Adira told me I was doing a lot of fidgeting on the chair so I quickly picked my coffee up and sat still. When I finished my coffee Master asked why I was sat there, all on my own. I think it was really because that’s where Daddy and I sit, but he was at work so Miss Adira told me to join them on the settee. I cosied up to Miss Adira, Master would occasionally stroke my hair or lean over to kiss Miss Adira then me. It felt nice being with them as a threesome, not awkward or like I was invading their time. I knew it would be their time when Daddy came home, then it would be our time too.

After we had finished the 2 parter we watched, Miss Adira said, “Sir I’m going to take Aurora upstairs to do her tests then give her a maintenance spanking. Would you like to join us ?” “No you go, I’m happy watching a bit of YouTube.” Master told her, so we got up and left him to it. Though I thought he would join us at some point, to watch, give Miss Adira advice or instructions or join in but also I knew he could watch it from the camera he had put in their bedroom.

“So what toys did you bring ?” Miss Adira asked. Going to my bag, I pulled out the little devil paddle, the jokari and loopy. She took the little devil and jokari.

Heading upstairs, Miss Adira asked if I was not bringing my cuddily, I shook my head, feeling a bit foolish that I wanted it when I was with her. But when I got upstairs, I changed my mind so ran to get it. Miss Adira had her notebook to makes notes on my test and write my mark’s down, so she sat on the windowsill as I sat on the floor, crossed legs, Marshmallow sat on my knee.

It was weird, something clicked in my head, this was me, being a little felt so natural to me. I loved sitting on the floor looking up at my Mistress and I wanted to make her proud by getting top marks. The maths was easy peasy, 3 x times table so I breezed through them. The English was a bit more tricky but I was disappointed that I got 2 wrong. Miss Adira was very proud of me for my first tests. So next week I was to learn my 8 times table, I know this one will take some thinking, she gave me some good advice to make it easier so I’m going to try her way as well as my way. The spellings will be sent to me later that day, as she wanted to find some harder words for me. And what she sent was very very hard so it’s going to take some concentrating to remember them for next week.

Next came the maintenance spanking. But first Miss Adira wanted to know exactly where she can hit, so she doesn’t strike where my discs are damaged and where my internal tens machine was. I pointed where the scar was, “ Anywhere around the scar, you can feel the box inside me, so nothing can hit that incase it breaks it. Then for my back, anything from my tail bone up to here.” I pointed up to about the third of the way up my back. I’ve 6 degenerative discs there. “So basically any lower back area.” She said. “Yes, then anything from there up my back is fine, across shoulders fine.” I explained. “Okay, but I think I will wait for your Daddy to do your back first  so I can watch.” Miss Adira told me. “I will say if it’s a bit too near any area if that’s okay ?” I asked. “Yes definitely you must until I’m confident in what I’m doing.” Miss Adira pulled out some of her own toys, the studded paddle, the punch paddle, a fly swat plus my little devil paddle and the jokari, whilst I got the camera ready. Once ready I awaited my instruction.

“Bend over the bottom of the bed,” she said. They have a cushioned, curved footrest which is ideal for any sort of fun, play or spanking. I got Marshmallow, bent over the bed, tucking Marshmallow under my arm and waited. “Anything in particular you want to start with?” she asked. “No, erm little devil.” I replied.  “Little devil what ?” she asked, landing the first swat and continuing harder until I replied “Little devil Miss Adira.” Immediately she softened the strikes as she continued. I noticed she liked to cover the entire area of my bum, up as high as she could go, round the sides, all cheek then lastly lifting my cheeks up to reveal my sit spot. She noticed I wasn’t fond of my sides being hit so obviously she enjoyed getting those spots more. After a while she asked if I wanted a change, “Yes please.” A few harder whacks before “Yes please Miss Adira,” I said quickly, then she stopped. “What do you fancy next?” she asked, I looked at the pile and suggested the punch paddle.

The nice end was just the same as our spanking hammer, it feels great, gives you good internal bruising but also makes the blood rise to the surface which makes the smacks tingle much more.

So whilst enjoying the pounding suddenly there was a terrific whack. “Owie,” I cried out, my leg went up, my hand came around. The whacks continued, as hard as a wooden whack with the sting of leather, “This continues until your in position.” Miss Adira told me. “Would you like the hammer back?” Still whacking me until I got into position. “Ow yes.” A stronger whack, “Owie yes Miss Adira.” I cried out. “See your getting it, go out of position I go harder, not answer a question correctly I go harder.” Oh she’s enjoying this a lot, I thought and far stricter with my wriggling around or answering properly.

Miss Adira continued with the hammer, surprising me with a few hard slaps with the other side. As usual I did what I always do, brought my leg up, or hand around, so the hard swats began until I moved back again. ( Maybe this will make me learn…. who am I kidding, probably not.) Eventually she asked if I’d like to change, “Ow erm Ow, the studded one please Miss Adira.” She stopped immediately then started with the leather studded one. I didn’t think this would hurt as much as it did, the paddle side was stingy but not like the hard side to the puncher. But the metal studs stung a lot on already tender skin as I heard my Mistress chuckle, she knew this was hurting. I began turning to my sides, my leg began to move up, Whack, leg down, then a few more wallops my arm began moving round stopping before I reached fully around. “Arm,” whack, “Owie,” I cried louder. The harder whacks continued all around, turning as I tried to protect my sides, leg up as I tried to protect my sit spot. All my failure so awarded me extra hard swats. “Would you like a change?” she asked. “Y..yes please Miss Adira.” I gasped. “What next?” “You choose Miss Adira,” I said getting my breath back.

I felt the familiar paddle on my skin, the jokari. Something that the slightest tap stings like mad. At first the slaps were mild’ish hits which got more painful as it continued, also liking to cover my entire backside again. I stuffed my face into Marshmallow, hugging her tightly, crying out into the bed. She paused for a moment rubbing my cheeks, scraping her nails along my raw skin. “You’re going a lovely colour, but I think you can take more. What do you think?” She asked. “If you think so, Miss Adira.” I replied. Picking up the fly swat she flicked it across me, it didn’t hurt but gave a tiny sting, enough to make you jump a tiny bit. But I think this was too tame for her as she put it down. And picked up the little devil, now it was really starting to hurt and she covered everywhere but once caught close to my tail bone. I cried out loudly, saying “Too close to my tailbone.” What I need to watch is the wires from my tens machine lead up and attach to my tail bone. They are secured to nerve which then gave me feeling to my bladder again. So though I’ve lots of padding by the tens machine, I haven’t higher up and by the tail bone. So a wallop could damage the wire or disconnect it. But Miss Adira didn’t realise, and Daddy has hit the wrong spot and so has Master. It must be difficult not to accidentally hit the wrong area even for the most experienced Dom/Domme.

The spanking lasted quite some time, in the same continuous fashion, if I forgot to say the right thing. I must admit I loved her way, she kept checking to see if I was red enough, and continued until she thought I had a nice crimson tone. Now as this was my first maintenance spanking, and in the future it will be shared with Daddy, with no particular number, just until THEY decided I had enough, I’m pretty certain, this spanking will be the mildest I get.

Apparently Miss Adira was able to sit on the footrest next to me, comfortably, and able to spank me very easily in this position, I can only imagine Daddy on one side, Miss Adira on the other. And the maintenance spanking will happen every time I meet them, or just one of them. My bottom will feel the sting a lot in the future, and it’s all rather exciting.

Once my spanking was over, Miss Adira said,  “Now I’ve been told by Sir that every time you get spanked I have to check if your excited or not.” She slid my legs open with her foot and her hand came down, feeling my wetness. Now I’m not a bit ashamed of her finding out how much I enjoyed it, if anything it will show her she did everything right.

Her fingers slid inside me, her nails scraping my insides and out, maybe something I will just have to get used to, but it stung quite sharply.  But I did explain it to her, she suggested wearing gloves but that’s no fun, so I think it’s a question of me just getting used to it. Her one thing she really wanted to do was to get me to squirt. I know Master and Daddy have explained exactly where my button is and I’m very pleased to say she found it very quickly. Soon I was desperate to cum, begging, unsure if I was to ask like I do for Master and Daddy, but I was too excited to think about that then. The floodgates opened and I squirted, my cum dripping down my legs, an orgasm I will never forget. Miss Adira slipped her hand away, rubbing on my clit. “Better save some for your Daddy.” A very nice thought but she will eventually realise my tap never seems to end and I can squirt 6 – 10 times in a day. A lot.

When I stood and got my balance back, I kissed her, thanking her for a very nice spanking. She told me she enjoyed it a lot, this made me very happy and hopefully made my Mistress very proud. “Sir has told us to go to bed and have a good smooch,” I giggled, I bet he watched it all and was now very hard and excited too. Soon he joined us and stripped off quickly. He lay next to Miss Adira, reaching over to kiss me then kiss her, whilst we continued to smooch. Suddenly I felt the mattress move a lot and I opened my eyes to see him stood over us both. Watching us kiss, wanking himself off. I knew what was coming and at that second all I thought was please don’t get it in my hair as I had got it restyled and cut short that day and wanted it to still look nice for Daddy when he got home. A massive blog of cum landed in my eye, I heard him chuckle, as his cum dropped over my face, over Miss Adira’s shoulder, ear and face. Master always has a large amount of cum each time, so there was more than plenty to share. He chuckled again as I tried to scoop the cum out of my eye, leaving the bed to go to the bathroom and try to wash it away, without ruining my makeup. Then Miss Adira washed herself clean.  It was only after she had done it, did I wonder if I should have done it for her. I think maybe I should and will in the future.

Feeling very refreshed and happy, we went downstairs to watch TV until Daddy got home. He spotted my new haircut straight away, even though we were sure he hadn’t. He told me off lightly for telling a little white lie about not booking the appointment, but said he loved it. This made me even happier. We walked across the road to the chip shop to get our dinner, and enjoyed that whilst watching a film, it was a very exciting visit, but it wasn’t over for me. I had my first real punishment coming up, but that’s for a different blog.

A new task for Daddy from Master is to write a blog every month. Here’s his first one and I think he’s done a great job. Enjoy the read.

This life and time of Manho the Daddy

So, where do I begin, I would say right from the start would be as good of any place as any July 2017, but before we start here’s a little about me. I am nearly at my 42nd birthday, I am now a Daddy to my beautiful girl Little Minxs and a sub to Master, I am nothing to look at, 5’5”, slightly curvy (a lot), and a rather wicked sense of humour, and this little tale is how I became a Daddy Dom and submissive and the journey I have taken to get here so sit back, hold on tight and enjoy the ride.

As I said it came about in July 2017, the exact date I cannot remember, myself, my beautiful wife and our son was at a close friends house party and my wife had told me that she had full intentions of getting drunk “So don’t expect to go home early,” she says to me just before I went off to work that morning.

So, after a hard days graft (honest) we were at our friends house having beers and chilling, enjoying ourselves, I became rather tired and just wanted to sleep however Piggy, my wife, oh yes Piggy is the name given to her by Master G, or as she refers to him as Sir G, any way I digress, so being tired I just wanted to go home and sleep, however the lovely wife, Piggy had other ideas, just letting loose and getting drunk, now she had already polished off a bottle of wine and what ever else to be had consumed earlier that evening and was well on her way on the second bottle. Now Master and my Little Minxs will very well understand what happens next after Piggy has had a couple of bottles of wine, all I can say is Dr Jekell and Ms Hyde…….so I think it may off been about 11’ish we shall say and I asked Piggy if we were going home, this was a very stupid thing to ask really as she had already gave me the heads up she was planning on staying out and enjoying herself, so with the question asked she said “I told you this morning that we were staying out and I was planning on getting drunk,” so with that I skulked away, I do get rather narky when I’m tired so this didn’t help matters much.

I went into the front room of our friend’s house and sulked, after a bit I went back to join the rest and Piggy must of known I wasn’t happy which is when things in both our lives turned…and I must admit now for the most defiant better. I could see she was getting upset and I tried to stupidly talk to her but she just kept telling me to go away as I was making things worse, now I have seen her upset before and we have both been through a lot but to be honest I have never seen her this upset and I was crapping myself a lot as I didn’t know what to say or do to make amends at that point, and yes I should of left her alone but the pig headedness in me kept mythering her and winding her up even more to the point she just came out with the one sentence I would never forget, “I need more”.

Now at first as a man I just looked at her with a gormless expression on my face, and the response I could only give her was “eh”, “I need more, different cock”, now that hit me like a sack of shit, as believe me when I say my self esteem and confidence took a big blow was a understatement. She carried on explaining what she meant and we talked, and one thing in all of this is I didn’t want to loose her, this extraordinary, magically, wonderful woman who has been in my life for at least 13 years, so I told her I would be willing to try and do anything within reason. That evening or should I say early hours Sunday morning we went home and had nookies.

The next day we sat discussing this further, she reassured me that I wasn’t doing anything wrong but she had desires and needs and found it hard to approach me about them, I must admit I do have a very open mind and now has been opened even more after our experiences in the swinging seen and now in our polyamorous/ \Dom dynamic with both Master/Sir G and my Little Minxs/Masters Serf…with this being said this story will unfold next month when I write about our first meets, till then take it easy…..

Manho/Daddy..

A new dynamic.

A new dynamic.

Since starting our dynamic with Daddy and PiggyJ 7 months ago,  I don’t think any of us could believe we could improve it. How could we ? What extra could we bring ? What was missing ? There was nothing missing. We were all really happy. But there was something. And it showed up unexpectedly last week.

One tiny message to me, seen by Master and a whole new idea, a new dynamic began to form. The message was simple, it read “Go to bed now.” and it came from PiggyJ, when I said that I was feeling rough with my chest infection. I did as I was told but not before Master saw it and asked “ Are you taking orders from someone else ?” Then he messaged PiggyJ saying “ Are you giving Serf orders, that sounded very Domme then.”

From that moment on, the seed was planted, an idea was forming and for the next 10 minutes or so, Master went from chatting with me to PiggyJ all about a possible new dynamic. He sensed that I thought the idea was quite exciting, she is naturally very dominant, so could it work ? Master said he thought it could be fun but what about when it comes to you playing with her. Knowing my reluctance on going down on a girl, he asked “ What would you do if she said come here and go down on me ? “ I replied that I would have to do it, he told me that it would happen at some point, I had thought about this since that first message but also since we began our play with Daddy and PiggyJ. I had been told that she couldn’t wait to fudge me, which was fine but could I repay the play for her. I had this barrier up about playing with a girl, I wasn’t gay, I never had any desires to play with a girl and I was very honest with PiggyJ from the beginning that I really wasn’t sure I could do that. I could finger her, rub her clit, use toys on her but the actual deed of me going down on her, I didn’t know, I still don’t know that it is something I can do. But I know that if a dynamic formed she would not push too hard, too quickly. She would be more patient than Master would be and more understanding if I just said “ I can’t.”

Anyway Master then left our chat and began working again, leaving us to chat about this possible dynamic. Her first instruction was to find some names I liked for her, they had to have a meaning to them so I went online and searched for quite a long time, finding different names, sending them to PiggyJ until I couldn’t find anything else I liked. She then asked if I had any favourites, I said yes, telling her what I liked best. She then asked if I wanted a name, I replied quickly, “ Yes “ I said. “ Okay well I’d like us to have the same first letter so whatever name I choose for myself, you will have a name beginning with the same letter for your name,” she told me.

We had got down to 2 names, Adira or Eden. She then started searching for names for me. I liked her first choice, Aurora, meaning a mythical Roman goddess of the dawn. So it was decided, her name will be Adira, meaning strong and exotic and mine will be Aurora. Then she said she would like to be Miss Adira from now on.

After a while I got another message of her,  ‘Please send me all your tasks and rules from Master and Daddy.’ I did copy and paste for Daddy’s list but Masters I had to find and go through as many didn’t apply, so he said just tell her the ones you do daily and the rules followed. So I did that, I got a thank you back and awaited what tasks she would implement. I knew she had a devious mind and some of her rules or tasks would leave me baffled.

Now there was only one other person who wasn’t aware of this possible new dynamic, and that was Daddy. I never mentioned it at lunchtime, mainly because I wasn’t sure if it was just talk. The most important aspect of this was it must not impact on what we already have, I did not want to lose any time I have with Daddy, any time we have as a group and I know she felt the same. So when we mentioned it to Daddy, we were adamant that if this happened then we would just stop. I think Daddy was a bit surprised at first, asking Miss Adira how many Doms does she want ? The inevitable burning question I knew was on his mind but he wouldn’t say anything, it was, Am I not good enough for her, is that why she wants more. Am I gonna be pushed to one side and not needed anymore. As a Domme she’s gonna be very very good at it. She will be evil and devious. Her and Master will be much better at it than me.

I made quite a few points then,

  1. It’s not a competition.
  2. Everyone will be different.
  3. There will be 3 different dynamics.
  4. There is not one good way or one bad way.
  5. It’s only for fun, extra fun.

The following day Daddy seemed more happy with the idea, I think he and Miss Adira had chatted more about it at home. As we both continued to tell him that this should not impact on what we have now, that she still wanted time with her Sir, I still wanted as much time as possible with Daddy, plus we wanted time together as a group, so that will not change. Hopefully once he sees this dynamic will just add to the fun we have, I think he will feel more relaxed. She told me that they discussed what tasks she would get me to do daily, punishments and also about starting to do a maintenance spanking on every meet, to be done by both Daddy and Miss Adira. She likes the idea of both of them involved in this and I think it will be good for Daddy.

Finally that morning Miss Adira told me what tasks she would like me to do.

  1. Naked selfie.
  2. Pic or video of doing something to make me smile.
  3. Pose naked and video it. She will choose the pose to do monthly. I was to stay in the pose for 1 minute 42 seconds…….  Yes that precise.
  4. Send a good morning message.
  5. Send a goodnight video.
  6. Weekly…. Write an erotic story or poem, 1 A4 side. To be completed by Fri, 6 pm.
  7. Monthly…..Dressed up, erotic pic, lingerie, hair and makeup done.

Once she had sent them we chatted about each one, she wanted to make sure I was happy with them. I was allowed to go through the poses and tell her the ones I could not do because of my back.

She will never expect anything of me that could endanger me or hurt my back.

Miss Adira’s rules were all connected with bringing my sexy out.

  1. I’m to greet her with a passionate kiss and when leaving. When we are together I’m to touch her more intimately, whether that’s a hand stroking her boob, bottom, inner thigh, happy spot.
  2. She will ask Master if we can go and play, asking the boys if they want to join us or just watch. Or asking if we can get ourselves ready for them.
  3. When we sleepover, she would like us to have a shower together, I will wash her and her hair.
  4. When it’s just us and Master, ( Daddy at work ) she would like her nails painted.
  5. Sick notes can be asked for, with reason why, dependant on how bad I was she will allow poses to be missed and leaving the shower as I may struggle to stand for any length of time. Sick notes are for one week at a time, so that’s the same for Master and Daddy.
  6. With Daddy, fortnightly, do a Maintenance spanking.
  7. Miss Adira is happy for me to be me, we still wanted our sassy, bratty times together, she likes a bit of cheek, so she will not want me to do or be anything other than me. Though there may be a point to which she may say enough is enough. I’m not sure yet how far that will be, but knowing me, I will soon try to figure it out.
  8. We will still have our own private chat group, where anything goes, as this is our sister group. Where we can grump, rant, moan or have a giggle over anything, as it’s our private space.

Miss Adira then asked for 4 things I would like to do together or she does to me if I’ve been a good girl. ( by if she means when. )

So after some thought I chose ;

  1. Full body massage, with hand spanking and squirting.
  2. Cuddling on settee, having my hair brushed.
  3. Going for walk to the park, seafront or somewhere, holding hands, chatting, ending with coffee and treat.
  4. Trip out to shops, buying 1 thing, like makeup or sweeties, costing only a couple of pounds.

I had one more suggestion, which I was allowed to say.

    5. Sensory play, tied up, blindfolded, earphones in, and left. Not knowing when you will return, what you would do, what you would use, if it will be nice or if it will hurt. Vampire gloves and paddle, wax play, cheese grater, flogger.

This interested Miss Adira a lot, she suggested rope play, needles or knife play. That bit scared me a bit then, I don’t like the idea of needles going through skin, but she said she wouldn’t do that, she would only prick the skin, a bit like acupuncture. Needles and knife play is something she would love having done to her but Master doesn’t like the idea if doing that. But I’ve said, I will never say no, never. Maybe we can work up to that eventually. Daddy thinks we are both mad for just considering it.

Miss Adira said she would try to phone in the day when shes at work but she would not phone when Daddy was on his lunch break as he always phones me then. ( They work together. ) So that will be nice but also doesn’t interfere with the routine I have with Daddy.

The final thing she asked was to tell her my top 3 favourite toys, whether they are paddles or vibrators, mix them up a bit and my 3 least favourite toys.

  1. Mr Spikey.
  2. Big purple vibrator.
  3. Spanking hammer and tawse.

Telling her my 3 least favourite toys was dangerous though, if I told her then I knew these would be used for punishments. But I couldn’t lie about it, she knew me too well, she knew which ones I really hated so I just made the list.

  1. Loopy.
  2. High impact cane.
  3. Lash.

And so this new dynamic has been formed, it started on Monday. It will be interesting to see how it goes, will it encourage more group play, will it add to our busy dynamic, I hope so, I hope I can handle everyone’s tasks, and not start forgetting them. I hope I can handle everyone’s rules. I certainly wasn’t looking for a Domme for myself but sometimes things just fall into your lap and it fits into your life perfectly just like it did when we first met Daddy and Miss Adira.  I will keep you informed.

Miss Adira’s blog about our change.

What a change

So this week started as any other, until the unexpected happened. So serf said she was tired so I send go to bed to which she said is that an order to which I said yes, she hadn’t been feeling her best so needed to get better for Blackpool. So of to bed she went and I said she was a good girl, a message then from Sir appeared “ little orders and good girls is mommy Dom making an appearance” erm no I replied, I don’t think she could handle another. Now I’m not sure if Sir had messaged serf but obviously the cogs were turning for her serf because then I got a message “what do you think about being my Domme” now in truth it’s something that I’d not really thought about well not in this dynamic. I asked her thoughts she said she quite liked the idea, to have rules and tasks from us all and to serve and please us all. We then began messaging about how it would work and affect us all, I said I would not want to take anytime away from her and her daddy and she agreed. Messages where flying about asking questions both responding rather quickly, and the more I thought about it the more I liked the idea, so minds where set. The question then came what would I call you Serf asked, I didn’t want to be just Miss or Ma’am, I want a different name special just to us so said go find names with meaning so of she went sending me names Eden,Dakota,Adira and a few more besides. I said you pick your favourite 5 and then I’ll pick, I have to admit this was quite hard as the names where all different and had different meanings, so I choose Adira meaning “strong” we continued talking , me explaining I’ll not be all fluffy, to which she said no I don’t think you will I think you’ll be like master( probably not quite but maybe) we then got to what she would like to be called I said it will start with  the same letter as mine so I choose to name Aurora and Asteria I thought I would let her choose, she choose Aurora I must admit this would have been my choice. Now rules and tasks where the next topic, I asked for all her other tasks and rules as I didn’t want any the same. Here are what I set for everyday good morning and a goodnight message, picture of her bum and boobs as they are very very yummy, something that will make me smile ( now I knew this would send her into a tizz as it’s so vague), and to pose in a submissive pose of my choosing and for a length of time all have to be completed by 6pm. Weekly write a erotic story/poem no more than 1A4 page. Monthly dress up all sexy, full hair and make up. Now to give you an incite into my next ones, Serf is very shy when it comes to us playing it’s not something she has much experience in so is very nervous so my next ones are to encourage her to feel more comfortable and confident in this therefore to enhance our individual play but also, 3 and 4some play. So when every time we see each other she has to greet me with a passionate kiss( oh how I love a good kiss) she has to tough my intimately ( so either boobs, inner thighs or as she would say my happy spot ) now I know again she will be in a tizz about these but the more she does the easier it will be when this rule changes to you have to make me cum whenever we are together, when on a sleepover she will shower with me and wash me or my hair, or if on a visit paint my nails. These are all I’ve stated for now but there will be ad-hoc ones as I know how mush she likes surprises. I said we will start on Monday as we have a busy weekend. Oh I’ve thrown in a maintenance spanking with her Daddy aswell ( that should be fun, as I think she’s bit nervous about a hand spanking from me as she has seen the marks I’ve left on Rs bottom”

I’ve established some thing she dislikes and likes so these can be used for when she’s been a good or not so good girl , things she would like us to do if she’s been especially good, one that has really peaked my interest and I know really turns her on at the thought is sensory play, so this play journey is new to us both ( well she tried with her master but wasn’t for him) so should bond us as we will have to learn and grow together with this.  

I’m sure there is more to add but it all happened so fast.

Welcome to our journey as Miss Adira and Aurora, I hope you enjoy the ride as much as we will

PiggyJ’s lines and frogs punishment for telling Master to f off.

  Piggy And The Frogs

So I know your all probably expecting this to be a blog form Serf, well it’s not it’s piggy’s turn to tell you about her exploits and trouble I  to managed to find herself in…….

Well it was a Saturday visit from Sir and serf, visit not a sleep over so our time together was shorter than a sleepover. The visit started as they usually do, I’m naked when they arrive kisses and cuddles are given to everyone. I made the brews, one day I will get it right I always get Sir and serfs coffees mixed up so have to ask. Coffees where drank, the. Sir said “right it’s nearly 3, both of you upstairs and get naked. I already was, so serf stood up and started to undress……..now no doubt Serf will tell you more about the play.

R(my hubby n serfs Daddy) then came home so they said their hellos and me and Sir then. Joined them, downstairs, we then all started with a drink, I started with WKD which in truth didn’t last long in fact I’d drank it by the time dinner was gotten. I then started with the wine(and here was my first mistake), we had dinner and and started to watch a film. I was lay on Sirs lap, jokari in hand he kept swatting ,my bum and thigh. I continued to drink my wine feeling the effects now, now this bit is a bit fuzzy but what I do know is I told Sir to “fuck off” now I’m allowed to swear unlike serf however I’m not allowed to swear at Sir. When it came out of my mouth there was a gasp form R and serf and how they didn’t get whiplash with how fast there heads turned towards me and  then looking at Sir I don’t know. Then there was silence, I looked at Sir saying sorry, a shake of the head and I knew, and then we will discuss this tomorrow. I knew I was in trouble, but I also knew he won’t discuss it now.He then patted his legs for me to lie down again, I lay back down, thinking what I am going to get punishment wise, now my usual punishment start at 50 with an implement of Sirs choice, nervous at what Sir would decide.The evening continued film watched and the time for then time for them to leave, again Sir said we will discuss the f bomb tomorrow sheepishly I said okay.

So Sunday messages exchanged but nothing, had Sir forgot and then the message I’d been waiting for, 10 yes 10 A4 pages of lines “I must not swear at Sir,I’m sorry.”by Tuesday. I asked front and back he replied yes so I knew I needed to get a move on as I was swimming Monday night I’m normally last minute with things. So I made a start Sunday managed to get 3 pages done, I didn’t realise how long lines take to do, as it’s not one off my tasks. Monday before work I started to do more, I spoke with serf who said she n daddy thought my lines where a bit lenient, I said that I didn’t believe this was it and I was expecting more. I spent my lunch Monday doing more lines and then again on Tuesday morning I managed to have them finished early. I did however half way through have a mini panic, I hadn’t put any punctuation in, would Sir pick up on this, if I didn’t have it would I have to do them again. So I went through them again adding the punctuation. I then sent pictures and video to Sir and waited. I then got a message excellent….now….google how to make a origami frog…..what I thought(well actually Wtf)….to be done by Thursday so I had two days to make 10 origami frogs. Monday I googled it how many videos are there, loads of videos the  first ones I found they where with smaller pieces of paper. I amended my search to A4 origami frogs, watching a video they ripped the paper,Omg I thought can I rip the paper, I asked if I could I didn’t get an answer so I thought I’m gonna have to. I tried to do a few to no avail….I then tried to do one fully 45 minutes later,45 minutes and my patience tested to its limit,( to the point where I nearly messaged Sir saying I can’t do it. I then remember a time where I said I couldn’t do a punishment he’d set, and believe me that’s not something I want to repeat) I had one done only 9 to go now once I’d figured out a part away I went. I finished them all by end of the day. Again pictures and videos sent, thinking maybe that was it. How wrong was I message came through…excellent…..now…give the frogs to 10 people….I thought this is easy the time scale of Saturday lunch seemed far to easy. I’ll just give them to work colleagues…as I was replying a message came through that I missed….oh did I say they have to be strangers, and then I want a selfie…once I saw this let’s say I said a few swear words….I was thinking where does Sir think of these ideas. Thursday morning I started shift early, my first stranger a different cleaner. Explaining what I had to do, I could see on his face he thought I was a loon…I had to do this 9 more times, people will think I’m a nutter, so out I went on my break looking for people who I thought wouldn’t get me sectioned…I managed to find 5 strangers to give my frogs to…I left it there for Thursday. Friday I got into work early, lingering outside work I approached people on their way into work, now I don’t know if they where still sleepy but these people seemed a bit more enthused to partake in getting my frogs some where even quite impressed. There where people who just went no or when I said about pictures I got my frogs back. I managed it though 10 people now have my froggy, however I’m kinda hoping I don’t see them again, as it was my lines that I had to right, they may ask what’s going on. I done it though all pictures sent to Sir, Sir said top froggin…there was no…..now….finally I thought I’m done

How wrong was I, so this afternoon another message….to finalise the swearing piggy , frog punishment write a blog about the experience…..so here it is

What have I learnt….don’t swear at Sir….maybe drink less wine (although we have a giggle when we drink) and finally…..I’ve learnt that my Sir is an evil genius and I think I need to buy him a white pussy cat.

Saturday round to Daddy’s Part 2.

Saturday round to Daddy’s and PiggyJ’s house for the evening. Part 2 Master’s surprise.

PiggyJ and I took some time to choose these toys, the wooden paddle/shot glasses board and carpet beater I picked, I’ve wanted the carpet beater for a few years now.

PiggyJ found a new shop called Mchurt, it had lots of leather toys in there. So she chose a few, I chose a few, then we picked out our favourites and bought them.

House of Eros Carpet Beater from Uberkinky.

From Mchurt;

Mums big punishment paddle.

The punch

Long Alcatraz Strap.

Then I found a 4 shot glass wooden board, with places for the glasses to sit, PiggyJ collects shot glasses so I saw this and thought it had a duel purpose. Shot glasses, plus a hefty looking wooden paddle. On the handle I got inscribed Masters subs, then got all our names inscribed on the glasses. PiggyJ was made up with this present so she has it on show in her bedroom.

Here are the photos and the description of each one.



Saturday round to Daddy’s Part 1.

Saturday round to Daddy’s and PiggyJ’s for the evening. Part 1

We had a change going round today, we packed no toys. I had a few bits for Daddy, I didn’t ask Master what toys to take, neither did I pack anything, I didn’t even get the bag out. But I figured if Master wanted something he wudda said.

But we had a surprise in store for Master.

Daddy came home an hour later as he was working, then popped to the supermarket for a few bits. He bought Master and I a few treats but didn’t buy PiggyJ anything, so she wasn’t very impressed. I then realised I forgot to bring him some lager from our house so he went back out to buy treats for PiggyJ and beer for himself.

When he came home, I helped prepare dinner. Well it was all mostly done. Piggy had to mix her quiche mixture to put in the bought pastry case, that then went into the oven. Daddy and I were having a cooked chicken and salad, Master was having King prawns and salad, PiggyJ was having mushroom quiche with salad. We all liked different salads so I helped tell Daddy what Master liked, then mine as Daddy did the other plates. Adding boiled eggs, coleslaw, beetroot, pickled onions, and a few slices of crusty baguette. It was a lovely, yummy dinner, Daddy let me have a drink of wine in my sippy cup, well I ended up drinking half the bottle.

We watched a film of PiggyJ’s choice, BirdBox, but to be honest, it was pretty rubbish. But at least she enjoyed it.

Me and PiggyJ were naked, Daddy didn’t bother, even though we should always be naked in Master’s presence, Master showed no signs of getting naked either. Or wanting to play. But i’ve a feeling he got a blowjob whilst we were preparing dinner.

It was just nice to have quality time altogether, watching TV. Master doesn’t want our dynamic to be just about sex, he wants a real relationship where we didnt have sex with every meetup. And to be fair Master is exhausted at the moment, work stress is not doing him any good at all.

When the film finished we were going to watch another film but it was getting late and we needed to get back home to see the dogs..

So we gave Master his surprise. Two boxes for Master to open, one for PiggyJ to open.