First major tantrum with Miss Adira.

My first drunken disobedient strop/tantrum with Miss Adira, whilst on our naturist holiday.

In the morning Master and Daddy went to Tesco to stock up on essentials, food, treats and most important booze. We had limited space in the car so could only bring food for one day. Miss Adira and I went for a walk through the fields and woods until we came across one of the ponds. There are lovely pathways all around their land for us naturists to enjoy. A couple of public footpaths were marked off, warning naturists that people may get offended by seeing naked people about so they were avoided. But having found one of the ponds we sat there and chatted. Mostly it was about how we’ve messed up on something so received a punishment or how Miss Adira may write things in a text message only to delete it, saying it’s not worth the risk. Whereas I would just press send coz I was peeved off. We were both very stubborn and pig headed neither of us willing to back down or not have the final say. So far Miss Adira and I had not been in this dilemma, she and Daddy had warned me that I did not want to get on her bad side when our dynamic began because I would not win. I think in my stupid naive head, I believed she wasn’t as bad as they made out. Daddy always said Miss Adira would have me crying within minutes, just by what she has said as she was very clever with her words, again the bratty stubborn side of me really didn’t believe she was that bad. My sensible head believed she was.

So back to our holiday.

Having been drinking wine since lunchtime, I was getting very merry. I’m a bit odd, in the way that if I had wine in a glass, I would drink very very slowly, not really enjoying it, probably only having a quarter of the glass before chucking it out. Now since I became Daddy’s ‘little’ and he puts wine in my sippy cup I drink very quickly and it tastes really nice. Told you I was a bit odd. Before holidays I bought Miss Adira and I some plastic cups with lids and straws as you can’t take proper glasses to the sunroom or hottub. These cups you can put in the freezer to keep your drinks colder for longer.  And I drank wine very quickly out of these cups.

On Wednesday after Master and Daddy had purchased more alcohol I had drunk rather a lot, feeling very merry, well a little bit……no I was pissed. I was enjoying the hottub then floating in the pool. Messing about in the hottub I splashed water over Miss Adira’s face. “I think someone may be getting a spanking for that”, she told me. So what do I do…..yep I do it again, not once but twice. Daddy had a look of sheer shock and horror as he knew she did not like water on her face. “I will meet you upstairs when you come back,” she told me. Being rather drunk I dismissed the comment. When she left Daddy asked me if I had a death wish because he would never, ever splash water on her face coz she would go mental. I didn’t really believe she would be that annoyed by it. Anyway we left the hottub and went to the pool, I was enjoying just floating in the water, holding one of those noodle float things under my head, my body just naturally floated, and for once, my back wasn’t hurting. So I just floated for a long time. Daddy wanted to go back so I told him I was staying in, so he left but he quickly returned because Master had told him, he should not have left his drunken ‘little’ in the pool by herself. Though I kept telling him to go, he said no, and sat in the chair watching me float.

When we eventually returned Miss Adira was there, looking stern, telling me to go to her bedroom. I just flatly said No, I want a shower first. After a few No’s I went to the shower. Miss Adira followed with the hairbrush in her hand. “That’s okay, I wanted to see how it was to spank you when you’re wet. Turn around.” she told me, standing in the doorway of the shower. “No,” I told her, deliberately facing her, over and over and over she told me to turn around, I kept stubbornly saying No. She whacked me a few times with the hairbrush, boobs and sides of my legs were perfect targets but still I refused to turn around.

Writing this now, the following morning, I’m shocked at how I reacted, I’d never do that to any of them if I was sober.

I kept saying, I need to wash my hair, I need to put conditioner on it, I need to wash the chlorine off my body, any excuse to stay in the shower, hoping she would just go. But as she told me many times, she would be there all night if necessary. So I washed myself all the time facing her.

Then the standoff began. Turn around, no. The shower was turned to cold, I turned it to hot again. The shower was turned off, I turned it back on again. I’ve no idea how long we were in there or how many times the shower was altered, but my stubbornness was getting worse and refused to leave. The final time, Miss Adira turned the shower off with a warning not to turn it on, the tone of her voice warned me not to.

After a while I just plonked myself on the floor in the corner, Miss Adira was really pissed off by now. Daddy had made dinner, telling us it was on the table, “Just leave it there,” she called to him then closed the bathroom door and sat in the shower.

Seriously stern lectures followed then, those awful words followed, ‘I’m disrespecting her,’ I told her I wasn’t but deep down I knew I was being very disrespectful. “You wouldn’t do this for Master or Daddy would you?” she asked. “Not anymore no,” I replied. Then eventually my emotions took over, those 3 words were always enough to make my stubbornness dissolve and tears start flowing.

Eventually Miss Adira persuaded me to get up, having had a long chat, I didn’t want to see the boys, I didn’t want to have my dinner, I just wanted to go to bed, but I wasn’t allowed, I had to have my dinner, then I could go to bed. But first we headed to the other loft and had snuggles in bed. I was still upset, and felt embarrassed seeing the boys so Miss Adira said we would have dinner in there, she brought the plates of food in, warmed them up in the microwave then we sat down. She made sure I’d taken my medication and also made sure I ate. If I started just playing with my food she told me off, until I’d eaten half of it.

Miss Adira wanted me to go upstairs and watch a film but I said I really didn’t want to. She knew it was because I felt embarrassed, ashamed, guilty and stupid, well I felt stupid, Miss Adira didn’t think that. Anyway she allowed me to go to bed, gave me my kindle and tucked me in. Giving me a kiss she left me to it, where I lay for a while before finally reading my book. I gave up after a few pages though, nothing would stay in my head and I was still feeling guilty about what happened.

I hadn’t realised but apparently I had fallen asleep, the others heard me snoring from upstairs in the annex.  But as usual I woke up so I read my kindle. Miss Adira popped her head through the door and found me awake, she gave me a hug, asking if I was okay, that’s when I found out I’d been asleep.

In the morning I went to see Miss Adira, we had a cuddle and I sat at the table for a while talking. We were all going to the pool but she said she was happy colouring inside so I went with the boys. Later on I sent her an apology text, saying I was drunk but not that drunk where I didn’t know what I was doing. She replied saying she appreciated the text message, the apology, the explanation but it was all forgotten with now, no further punishments were needed as she had got the desired result, (me crying feeling terribly guilty). She said we both knew there would be a time where this would happen because we were so alike and she knew from her experience that I would test her to this point to see what would happen.

So what have I learnt from this……..I will never win when I’m being disrespectful, stubborn or just flatly being really naughty……..I will never splash water in Miss Adiras face again……I never want to be in that position again, hear those words, see the disappointment in her face.

But as she had said before, it will happen again at some point because we are both so stubborn and pig headed and we would both test and push our Doms/Domme just out of pure devilment. But I hope I don’t test her again for quite some time.

One thing I know for certain is I never want to see the look of disappointment, upset, crossness, (is that a word, oh well it is now) on her face or hear her say I’m disrespecting her or wondering if I really did want this dynamic ever again. Those 2 things hurt me so much more than any severe spanking I’ve ever been given.

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 2.

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

 

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse.

Chapter 2.

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

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

“Pappa, I can run faster than them, the grassland is exciting, there’s nothing to do in our hollow.” Rayanna interrupted, stamped her paw on the floor and folded her arms. “You will do as you’re told.” Pappa mouse said, grabbing her arm, he pulled her over his knee. She had never been spanked before, her brothers and sisters had, even Mamma mouse 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 mouse, but she didn’t know what to do now, could these giants kill her like Pappa said the grimakin and bowwow’s could.

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

Word count – 1770.

 

                               

SINFUL SUNDAY, THE JOYS OF HOT TUBS.

 

If only we had the money for a hot tub but the cost is rediculously high. We would have to choose not to eat or have a hot tub. That actually may be a good idea, might loose some weight then, even the dogs would but then I wouldn’t starve my babies, our son tends to get his own meals these days. So it would only be for Master and I. Wonder if that would pay for thehot tub costs, I doubt it. But we wouldn’t enjoy our holidays as much because we would use the hot tub at home. So decision made, no hot tub, eat and stay big and happy, then enjoy our holidays with the indoor pool and their outdoor hot tub.

Sinful Sunday

 

Spank snooker.

Spank snooker.

It was too hot in the sunroom so we had another swim then I said why don’t we have a game of snooker or pool. Even though I’m totally rubbish at it, and though Master says he’s no good, compared to me, he’s a champion. Lol.

There was no one else around, I think couples are staying in the private sun areas close to their lofts.

A little way through the first game, I missed a shot very badly, Master said, “Oh that shot was so bad, you deserve a spanking for that. Come here.” He was stood at the far end of the snooker table, so he could see if anyone turned up. He turned me around to face the same way then slapped each cheek really hard. I gasped at the sharpness of it, feeling heat rising quickly. “From now on, every shot missed you’re getting spanked.”  Hhhmmmm this could be fun. “No missing on purpose,” he said. “I don’t need to try, I’m crap at this game.” which was very true.

Almost every shot I missed, or hit one of his balls or potted the white. Every white ball potted, from him or me, I got 2 spanks. It did make the game really funny, he said I had some great handprints on my pale cheeks. When I missed a perfect shot, I mean my ball was right by the hole, the white ball only inches away, and yep, I missed not only potting the ball, but missed the white ball too. “Oh my god, that was truly awful.” He pointed towards him, turning me around, i suddenly felt a much more shocking pain, the sound I knew, wood hitting skin. What had he found ? After 4 smacks with this hard bloody wood thing, I did cry out a little, that fucking burnt my bum. I turned around and saw him holding a shoe brush that was a decoration for the room, “Seems like they knew a naughty Serf was coming to stay,” he told me laughing. Thankfully that was the only time it was used but after 5 games, my arse was really tingling and sore. We only stopped playing because all the balls got stuck inside. Master tried knocking the tablet , picking it up slightly, but the balls were not coming out.

Which was a shame as it was a very fun game. Not realising we had been playing 2 hours. But when there’s spanking going on, especially a fun spanking you want it to last as long as possible. Though I think Master’s hands must be tingling too as he is hand spanking much, much harder than he’s ever done and just seems to be going harder, which is fanfuckingtastic.

Day 2 of our holiday.

Day 2 of holiday.

 

Who can guess what we did today ?

Yep your right.

Up at 6am, had a lie in….Master was up at 8am

We had breakfast, cleaned up and went to the sunroom. There was a cool brisk breeze today, so certainly not a day to venture outside. But we got to our 2 sun loungers by 9am, what are we like, our sun loungers, lol, it does feel like home here.

We met a lady in the patio, but she didn’t speak. I did a lot of writing and reading this morning, inbetween spending an hour in the pool. Master can’t swim, so he uses a floating noodle and does fast walking for exercise. And I must admit using a noodle was nicer on my back. I try to swim a few lengths but then I use the noodle, still using my legs, for exercise. I’d love to try swimming again, even if it’s just with the noodle. Master said to search our area and see what hotels or gyms have private pools. Maybe you could join during non-peak hours and do an hour swim, like you are doing now. The temp of this pool is 30 degrees, he said to phone the places and ask the temp of the pool.

If it’s too cold my back will seize up, so I don’t use the public pools. Even the hydrotherapy pools in hospital you can use, joining their class, are too cold for me.

So I may just make some phone calls when I get home. I just want to do what I can do, that I know won’t cause extra chronic pain.

 

Anyway after a lazy morning we went back to the lodge for lunch, steak pie for Master, Cornish pasty for me. Yes I know we eat very badly but it’s what as easy to do and we enjoyed it. After a half hour break, we headed back to the sunroom. There was another couple in there, we had chatted to them in the pool yesterday. So we chatted and read and watched the birds. There was a lot of activity with these little cute birds, we didn’t know what they were, but googled them later on in the day. We think they are Longtailed Wagtails, they look like the images on Google. I intend to ask this lady when / if I see her tomorrow, as she seemed very knowledgeable with birds. The noise of the babies in their nest when the parent came with food was incredible. I’ve never really bothered with watching bird life, rabbits yes but not birds. But now I love watching the Wagtails swoop down, there’s also Swift’s who live in the roof of the hot tub gazebo. They swoop around too. These are the birds that swoop down to Dave when I’m walking the dogs, and he runs around to chase after them. It’s good exercise for him anyway.

 

There was another couple that must have arrived today, they went into the pool, frolicked about, had a big beach ball in the water and generally had fun. It was nice to see a couple in their 70’s being as daft as us. We went from pool to sunroom until it was 6pm, then went back for dinner. In this park,the older naturists don’t seem to come out again after dinner, so we never saw anyone after 7pm when we went back again. We read until nearly 9pm then went for a swim. Master seemed to be a little more frisky, fingers running over my bottom, tweaking my nipples, stroking my pussy. He tried to angle my body to finger me but I was in the wrong position. So I held onto the other side of the pool, floating towards Master, “That’s better, now I can get to you.” He said, sliding his fingers inside, quite forcefully, like I would normally like but I’m still sore from my play with V, so it all feels tender, swollen and bruised. Raising me up left my bottom out of the water so he enjoyed giving me a playful spanking, still with his fingers inside me. His fingers began a slow pounding, thrusting inside me as I orgasms quite quickly. Master wouldn’t let go, he continued to thrust until I had another orgasm, pinching and twisting my nipples, slapping my butt until I managed to wriggle away from him. “Let me get my phone then take some photos he told me, so we tried being creative with them. I think some were quite good.

At 9.50pm we left the pool to go to the hottub and Master was still acting horny. I gave his cock a foot massage, feeling his hardness grow under my toes. Both feet work quite well at waking Master off, but he pulled away. “I’m not cumming in the hot tub.” He told me, instead his fingers went to my pussy, anchoring me by him, so I couldn’t wriggle around. He made me cum three times, then tried to make me squirt. “I can’t do that in here,” I said, trying to pull away but even though I tried to twist around, he stuck his thumb up my ass, so it was almost impossible to move. “Master has told you to squirt so come on, I want you to gush.”

I felt like my insides were on fire, but I couldn’t gush, not in here.when I orgasms for the final time that day, I felt spent. “Master will come in the loft”, he said smiling.

We left the hot tub just before 11pm. I jumped in the shower, then watched TV for a while, letting my hair dry a bit. Just before I headed to bed Master asked for his blowjob. Putting a cushion on the floor, I knelt down, kissing his tummy, working down to kiss his head, nibble his shaft, then sunk down to suck his cock. Deep lengths down, sucking hard back up again. I slipped him out and used my hand for a bit until Master took over, “Tickle my balls,” he said, he knows I’m rubbish at doing 2 things at once, so as he started walking, my nails grazed from his bottom, up around his sack, base of cock, then back again. I could enjoy watching his facial expressions as he became close. “I’m gonna cum,” he muttered, as my mouth quickly took over from his hand. His sweet pre-cum soon filling my mouth, so I filled my mouth with his cock, taking it’s full length, allowing his gusto rocket into my mouth. I waited until he was finished before swallowing then cleaning him up.

I finally went to bed at 11.20pm, but couldn’t sleep until Master came to bed. Then woke up at 5am.

When I met the couple the next day, Wednesday, I asked what the birds were and I was right, they were Longtailed Wagtails. So I was quite chuffed I got it right. Even Master was right with the other birds, the Swifts.

So what will we do on day 4 ?

Day 1 of holiday.

Day 1 of holiday.

We arrived at 3.40 pm, and after a 5 hour journey, in 30 degree heat, we dropped bags, dropped our clothes then hit the pool. We saw one older lady, 70 + but she never spoke, when we got to the pool another older couple, 80 + were in, but we chatted to them, then they soon left. So we stayed in until 5.30 pm. Then came back to the lodge, and had dinner. We stayed in until 7 pm when we decided to go and sit either outside or in the sunroom, getting our books and phone, Master wanted to sit in the sunroom, so we got comfy. Staying in until 8.15 pm, then decided we should have a swim to cool down, having the pool to ourselves again, we stayed in until 9, when we went to the hot tub. Melting into the hot bubbly water, we stayed until 10 pm. Master was feeling too hot. I jumped in the shower, had to wash the chlorine out of my hair, even though I will have to sleep with it still wet, but never mind. Tomorrow I will put my ponytail higher up so it doesn’t get so wet, but it’s not the end of the world if it does. But at 10.45 pm, I’m off to bed.

Off on our holidays today.

The car is already packed apart from the stuff in the fridge, which we better not forget this year. It’s a very warm morning but it’s raining :(. Forecast said it would be lovely today so hopefully it will clear soon. But it is very warm, the sort of weather that will bring on a thunderstorm. But of course, I don’t really care what the weather will be like here, it’s the weather in Essex that’s important. Oh the talk of rain has reminded me to pack the big umbrella.

I will be right back, just gonna get it…………………………………………………….

Okay it’s by my walking stick now.

I did want to do a good clean up before we go, I hate not leaving the house tidy, but E will be here and I, his girlfriend is staying over too.

We went to the supermarket to buy some food for the week, Master didn’t want to buy too much, he said he would rather go to Tesco in a few days if we need anything. Whereas I’d rather just buy stuff now so we don’t have to go, I say we, it won’t be we are going shopping it will be Master going shopping as he says it’s quicker if he goes and he buys just what we need and no extras.

We dropped the dogs off at the in-laws, hope Muffin doesn’t get over excited and hurt her knee. Plus use the steps to get up and down off the settee. I know she will sit next to my mother in law, but she will play the I can’t do it role and not use the steps unless my mother in law pushes her to do it. I have asked her to be tough with both of them, they use the steps here all the time so they can use them at their house.

My mother in law promises she will take Muffin for walks in her pram, showing her the best way to lift her up into it and out again so you don’t put stress on her hips or knee. Honestly it’s as bad as leaving your babies behind. This is the medication for both of them, I give it to them in the morning, here’s their breakfast, IF Dave pesters for it, Muffin often doesn’t eat it but will give her some, just in case. Here’s their chicken to cook and 2 bags of soup pasta.

Oh shit I’ve left the cooked pasta and pate for their medication in the fridge at home.

My mother in law said don’t worry, I’ve plenty of pate and pasta. Here’s their supper chews, they normally have half each but as we are away and they will be depressed they can have a whole one each.

It was also Master’s birthday and really he didn’t get much time for himself. Though we did drive to the in-laws in the Westfield car, our cars were too small, so our son and I took the dogs plus all their stuff for us. Meaning Master could scare the shit outta me driving dead fast, tires screeching going round the roundabout, smell of rubber burning as we drove. It was great fun, but very scary too. He loves driving the kit cars, and I must admit with the sun burning down on us, it was absolutely amazing.

We did hope to drive with the roof down today, but we will have to hope the clouds clear soon.

We did have a disagreement about how much stuff to take, I always over pack, so I ended up taking everything out and going through it with Master. No we don’t need kitchen roll, toilet rolls, washing up liquid. We don’t need 4 litres of milk for 4 days when I’m the only one using it, I don’t need 4 2lt bottles of pop, 2 is plenty. Do you really need all that water, the rootbeer, the lemonade. I said the lemonade is for the Southern comfort, he said that’s fine but we don’t need 12 cans. So I limited my drinks as Master said let’s be honest if you drink 1 bottle of something a day, it’s a miracle. So half the stuff I packed, we took out. We still struggled to fit it all in the boot of the car, and then Master will be the one who has to carry it from the car, across the courtyard, up the stairs to our loft. We had to be careful with the boot because it has to fit the roof in it, if we are able to put the roof down and enjoy the sunshine.

Master put some James Patterson books on the memory stick thingie, so we can listen to some audio books, plus I’m hoping to continue writing in the car. It is a long 5 hour journey. But the hot tub and pool are calling out our names, and we can’t wait to get in them, feel my bones relax for once and take some pain away for a while. We intend to leave in 3 hours. I’m SO excited, I can’t wait. 🙂

All packed, today we are meeting up with a new couple.

Sorry I’ve not blogged this week, or for the last couple of weeks properly, Not a lot been happening, packing for holiday, though Master wanted to know what packing we needed to do for 5 days at a naturist park. Until I mentioned I may need another suitcase, his reply was NO WAY! I don’t even know why we need 1 suitcase.

Well the towels take most space, I’ve packed 2 extra tops, 2 pairs of socks and 2 boxer shorts for you, 1 dress for me plus few pairs of socks if my feet are cold and trainers. One side of the case is filled with bathroom stuff, both medicine boxes for us both, So there’s no more room in there. We’ve got 2 big shopping bags for food, condiments and drinkie-poos, 1 big bag to hold all the electricals, chromebook. ipad, phones, kindle and chargers, I usually do some writing in the car, then my handbag. I’m still deciding if I should take my dressing gown, it’s very bulky, but do I need it ? If I’m up at some stupid early time, it’s a little cool, but I remember last year our apartment was very hot. So maybe I don’t need it, I could always wear one of Master’s t’shirts.

 

Meanwhile Master has been chatting to so many people on Fab, the swingers site and he found a D/s couple, who seemed very like us, like the other couple. Master is really getting on well with the 2 guys, and I’m looking forward to learning from another sub, she is a switch too and having both girls find the bi in me, ( if there is one.)
But Master has arranged to meet this new couple in a secret location, for “Coffee”

Hmmmmmm, we all know what that means.

Unfortunately the guy isn’t available to play due to an operation on his knee, but apparently the guys are hoping to watch a show with us girls. So typically, I’m now feeling mega nervous about meeting up. Just like I was when we were going to the club for the first time. I wish I could feel more confident and think that we are just going to meet a new couple; have a chat and a coffee, then see what happens. I am looking forward to it, I mean, it’s what I’ve fantasized about for months, a couple of years, connecting with another D/s couple, so watch this space, I will keep you posted.

Where we went on our first naturist holiday.

A few people have asked where we went on holiday, wanting the name. So here goes,
Pevors Farm Cottages, Award Winning Naturist Retreat.
Essex. United Kingdom.

If anyone has had thoughts on trying it out, I cant recommend it enough. This particular place was small enough to try it out comfortably. We would love to go abroad and try it out there, France, Germany and Holland are apparently the best places for naturists.

G would love to do a Hedonistic resort in Jamaica. Yes it sounds exciting, but god, imagine the cost. I should look into the cost just for a laugh.
A swingers, naturist park would be the ideal, but we can only find one abroad.
G says we should do one ourselves. If of course we had quite a few thousand in savings.
But wouldnt it be fun if we could.
For us this was like a extension to how our life is still growing and changing, like further exporing our kinks and as you do one, another becomes interesting, so you look into it, chat about it, then the next thing you know, youre having a go. We only have one life, so what the hell, try it out.