Bit of a bad week.

Not a good week.

At the start of the new year, Daddy wanted to go over the rules, seeing if he wanted any changes. There weren’t many, my lines have gone from 50 to 150 every day, and all photos of my lines, my maths, selfie and naughty selfie HAS to be sent before 10am.

Everything else was the same, but he said he would be clamping down on any bratty behaviour, even the tiniest thing.

The brat in me will have to check this out and see if Daddy means this. You know I love being a bit bratty.

On 5th Jan, I was 15 minutes late sending Daddy my tasks.

Daddy told me I had to do double lines in different rainbow colours the next day, 6th Jan.

I was really tired and knew that the lines were not really neat.

So 7th Jan I was told to repeat them again, and make sure I was not making up sentences this time. Apparently I was writing Master instead of Daddy in the sentence.

Tues 8th Jan, my back was awful, I think the mix of December being such a busy time, life in general with my back and then a very nice play on the Monday. I was in agony and could barely walk. So I was told NOT to do anything, rest only. And Daddy was deadly serious about this. But I didn’t break his rule, piles of laundry boxes were in the kitchen waiting to be washed but they would just have to stay there. I went to bed for most of the day, hot water bottles and diazepam were keeping me company.

Wed 9th, my back was no better. I tried to discuss the do nothing rule but Daddy said there was nothing to discuss. I had been blogging in the morning and forgot to send my tasks, I ended up being 14 minutes late again. I also had to admit I swore when writing a message to PiggyJ and said the poo word when I nearly tripped over and headbutted the corner of E’s wardrobe when I was sorting out food for the cat. She lives in his room, her food is kept on the windowsill and he has his arm weights on the floor at the bottom end of his bed, which is the only area you can walk to reach the windowsill.

I had to go to bed at 7pm, plus Daddy had Master put 2 spoons of rice into a container and I had to count them to see how many there were. And do double lines again in rainbow colours. Plus the following day I had to send a selfie every hour from the time I got up to the time I go to bed. He wanted some happy smiling faces and naked selfies too. (Master heard this and suggested I draw smiling faces on my body to send to him as well.) I intend to set a timer for every hour so throughout the day, I would send a picture. Having done this many times for Master, I now take all of them, plus some extras, in one go. So I will set up my selfie stick and wander around taking different shots. PiggyJ told me to set my alarm to go off every morning before your due to send the tasks, just to remind me, so I’ve done this too.

Thurs 9th was a busy day, with double lines, doing the selfies, my back was a little better so I was allowed to do some laundry, but that’s it. I was really tired and as usual became bratty tired Little Minxs. By the end of the day, I was sent to bed at 7pm, I could watch TV until 8pm, but only BBC 1 OR 2, then read a book. NO ELECTRONICS, I have no books, they are all on my kindle, so i found one in E’s room. But when it came to reading it, I couldn’t see the writing. The font on my kindle is bigger, so I tried using my flashlight to help, my magnifying glass was downstairs. I gave up and went to sleep just after 8.

Yesterday, I remembered my tasks, PiggyJ was coming for the day, we should have been going to the cinema but we all thought it wasn’t a good idea, walking to cinema from car park, climbing the stairs, the film was on for 2 hours, so may need to go for a wee during the film, so we decided if I felt okay, we would go for lunch. Master said he would see if he could come along and have a proper lunch time away from the computer but unfortunately he was mad busy as usual. But PiggyJ and I had a great time, chatted bout the boys, kids, everything. It’s so easy to just chat with her, any quiet moments were just natural. We enjoyed our lunch, but had no pudding, that was PiggyJ’s suggestion now we are all getting into healthy eating again. Back home we had a cuppa then PiggyJ had to leave to pick Daddy up from work.

I must admit I was really tired when PiggyJ left, but it came out as a bit bratty. When I pulled a face at Daddy he told me to take my phone and go outside, walk to the other end of the garden, put the phone somewhere where I could see him and then do 5 minute timeout facing the fence with my hands on my head. There was something else I did, can’t remember what, but Daddy said I was banned from drinking alcohol on Saturday when we go round to theirs. I’m not allowed to play either but not because I’ve been naughty, just because I will make my back even worse as I do grind/move around a lot during play.

I went to bed early, fell asleep not long after 8pm. Hopefully next week I will be a good girl all week. Or maybe not lol.

I’m so excited to have the day with Daddy on Wednesday.

It’s Daddy’s first day off midweek for ages, so he’s coming to spend the day with me.

I’m so looking forward to a good play, he’s mentioned using our version of the St Andrews Cross, which Master made in our bedroom, tying me up and then trying out all the toys in our drawer. I’m a bit nervous of this, I keep reminding him that you need to go gentle until he’s got used to the toy. Things like our horrible, nasty lash can really cut you if you’re not careful. But I doubt he would use that anyway.

But I’ve got to admit, I’m longing for a good harsh spanking, I think I may need the bite gag on though so not to frighten the neighbours lol. I need every hole used and abused after thrashing my ass, back and legs.

Apparently I will be getting my punishment afterwards, I think I’m due 55, with whatever Daddy fancies.

Once Daddy has beaten me, f**ked me, used me for his satisfaction, we are going to a park on the other side of town. There’s less danger of meeting someone I know there, it’s a lovely park, ( if it’s a dry day ), and the cafe is lovely and reasonably cheap. So we will have lunch there and hopefully get to have walk around too. It’s so peaceful there, I love it.

Then, this part of the day is very scary. I’m getting my tongue pierced !

Out of all my 15 piercings I’ve had done, ( I’ve only got 10 now ) this one scares me the most. I don’t know why, but I’m pooing myself over it. I’ve ordered lovely sparkly multi coloured balls, but the process and the aftercare scare me. A our piercer said to just carry on as normal, eat your usual food and drinks, just nothing spicy, and no alcohol shots or neat alcohol. But within a few days it will feel okay.

But on Thursday night I’m out with my Mother In law and the fat club / theatre group, going to watch Calendar Girls. And my Mother In Law will hit the roof when she sees it. In fact all the ladies will tell me off, as I’m like the daughter of the group. I can’t exactly hide it because my tongue will be swollen, I won’t be able to speak properly, it will be difficult to eat, so I have to be ready for a major telling off, never mind what my parents will say. But it’s my body, well no, it belongs to Master and Daddy, I want it done, so I’m going to do it. But I’m very glad Daddy is coming with me, he said it’s part of my Christmas present. He’s going to video it for me, A doesn’t mind us videoing everything.

So that will be our day on Wednesday, I hope it all plans out for us. It will be just nice to have the day to ourselves. Just Daddy and his naughty Little Minxs.

Sorry its taken ages to write, this took place the week before last.

Fun and games the week before last week.

 

So on Wednesday evening whilst I was watching Cliff Richard in concert with my Mother-in-law, Master set his subs a challenge, one I was ready to throw a tantrum because it was totally out of my comfort zone.

Think about your favourite song, download the lyrics if necessary, then dress up as the singer or the lead singer, if in a band, and sing me a song, You have until Saturday evening. Best video wins a cinema trip with Master, to watch a film of his choice and bring your own sweets. No cinema sweeties or drinks.

As I said completely out of my comfort zone.

Probably was a good job I was at the concert because I think I would have thrown a right fit.

So Thursday was the day I had to do it, Master works from home on Fridays so I didn’t want to do it then. What do I pick, what do I wear ? I decided first that I would wear my school uniform, but what song goes with it ? I thought about doing Shania Twain, I feel like a woman, but I really wanted to dress up properly. I asked my best mate, she has a fantastic memory for when we were in school. And she suggested a few songs, so I put YouTube on the TV, firstly I was quite impressed I could actually do that and listened to each song before finally choosing one.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0aqLwHP4y6Q&start_radio=1&list=RD0aqLwHP4y6Q

Hey Mickey by Toni Basil.

In the video she’s actually wearing a cheerleaders outfit but I thought the school uniform would do.

I got my selfie stick, set it up, the video ready on YouTube then I sat on the bed to do my makeup and hair. I put my hair in 2 untidy pigtails, put blue eyeshadow on, a lot of it, so it could be seen, putting heavy blusher on, again so it could be seen, bright red lipstick then that was all done. I’ve put a little weight on since I bought the white shirt so it was a bit tight, fastened my tie, put white pantie shorts on, white socks rolled to my ankles then pulled up my rather short skirt. But I must admit I did like what I looked like.

I went to turn the video on only to be told by my phone that it was full, due to me recording a lot of the Cliff concert for my Mother-In-Law. I was so mad, here I was all dressed up and ready and nothing to record it on. I do have a digital camera somewhere, but Master used it usually, but I couldn’t find it. Then I remembered Master had a spare phone downstairs so I wondered if that was working, I dashed downstairs to find the phone, saw it had the video thing so decided I would use it, No idea how to get it from that phone to mine but at least I would have done it.
Phone ready, I turned the song on and began singing, 1 minute 40 seconds in, I realised I did need the lyrics up. So I stopped the video, and put the lyrics on instead. Now the problem is, as you know I’m not a skinny girl, and I’m not fit, if you watch the original video, you will see the dance wasn’t exactly slow, so after dancing for nearly 2 minutes, I was quite knackered, then I had to start from the beginning. And for some reason, I thought I would dance on the bed, why, I’ve no clue. But it was not easy dancing on it. So I started again, singing along, dancing well lots of arm movement really, but I was going for it. 3 minutes in, I was completely knackered, but I continued. It lasted 4 minutes and 15 seconds. OMG, I was having a hot flush, my shirt was sticking to me as I stopped the video and fell on the bed. Took me ages to get my breath back enough to get up, take my school uniform off and wash the makeup off. Really I should have just had another shower. I really need to go to the Drs about going on HRT patches as these flushes are all the time now. But anyway I was quite proud that I did the video, I just hoped Master could send the video to my phone. But I think I did okay, Now all I had to do was see Daddy’s video and PiggyJ’s. I think I’m in for winning this task for once. But I won’t watch their videos until Saturday.

Last Saturday we were going to theirs, Daddy was working until 4pm, I must admit I was a bit gutted but it was also nice chance for Master, PiggyJ and me to have some fun times before he comes home. Five minutes later Daddy messaged to say he was finishing at 3pm instead. Both Daddy and PiggyJ intended on getting drunk, and wanted me drunk too. Both of them said they get very naughty when they are drunk, I think I just go even more tired, it’s been ages since I was drunk, I think.

We left half an hour earlier than planned as we needed to go shopping, Daddy wanted some beer, PiggyJ wanted another bottle of wine, Master wanted a few ciders to mix with lemonade as he was driving, I wanted 2 bottles of wine and some nibbles. So I went and got everything and we headed to Bolton. We let ourselves in and met PiggyJ naked in the living room and I quickly undressed, putting all my clothes tidily away. She put the wine, beer and cider in the fridge but then asked me if I wanted a wine now. “Oh yes, why not.” I said. PiggyJ came back in with my sippy cup full, a large glass of wine for her and Master’s cider shandy. We talked about this and that, filling up the wine before Daddy was home. By the time he did come home, and filled us up again, that was a bottle each gone. And we were rather tipsy. Daddy downed 2 cans of beer within 20 minutes of being home to catch up. It does not take long for him to become a really, funny, silly drunk. At one point I swore, can’t even remember what it was about but suddenly Daddy told me to go and stand in the corner. I was gobsmacked coz he’s never done it before. Then Master said, “If she was going in the corner then it was only fair that she did it like PiggyJ did a while ago. Holding a coin on the door with your nose.” I threw a dirty look at Master whilst Daddy said,”That’s a good idea,” he went to find a coin. Coming back his hands in fists he asked “Left or right?” I pointed to the left hand, it held a 5p coin, handing it to me, he said,”If you picked the other hand, it wudda been a smaller coin. A 1p coin. Go on.” Throwing Daddy my best bratty look I walked to the door, just about to put the coin on the door when Master said “It needs timing.” Then Daddy looked around to find a timer. So being the brat I am, I put one elbow on the door, the other hand on my hip sticking it out as far as possible, with a look on my face that just said, “In your own time Daddy.” PiggyJ started laughing when she saw me, then Master said “Why don’t I put the timer on my phone ?” “Oh good idea Master,” Daddy said coming back in, stopping quickly when he saw me. “Erm what you doing ?” He asked, “Waiting for you.” I told him. “Well I’m here now so door, nose, coin now!” My evil look went past as I put the coin on the door then reached over to put my nose on the coin. I can tell you, this is not easy when you are a BBW. But I started, then began drumming my nails on the door, “What’s with the drumming of your nails ?” Master asked, “To keep me occupied,” I said. Daddy didn’t say stop so I continued. Then closed my eyes, mainly concentrating on not dropping the coin as I felt my nose becoming sweaty. Daddy came over to try to distract me, but I kept my eyes tightly closed, ignoring everything he tried to do. Quickly the 5 minutes was done so I moved away, picking the coin up as it dropped on the floor.

I sat next to PiggyJ then as Daddy sat next to me, Daddy asked Master who won the challenge. Master said, “Well there was one complete loser, who put little effort into it, singing 2 lines of a made upstairs song about singing a song, naked. And we all know that was Manho, (Daddy) so it’s between Serf and PiggyJ. But I do think there was a clear winner of this challenge, just by the look of sheer pain on her face that said, when will this song finish, it has to be Serf.

I must admit I was made up I won, I did put a bit of effort into it. Not that PiggyJ and Daddy didn’t put effort into theirs, they did, I was exhausted after doing it. But I felt guilty as I knew there was one other person who would have loved a trip out with Master and that was PiggyJ. So the next day I asked Master that even though I really was pleased I won and that I got to go to the cinema with him, could I pass over my prize to another sub. As I knew someone who would love it, but Master said No, I put the effort into the video so I deserve the prize.

I felt guilty for PiggyJ, but I couldn’t do anything about it.

So we continued to drink and natter when Daddy asked Master if he would like a foot massage. Now the funny thing with Daddy getting drunk is he comes out with some things, he would never ever say if he was sober. He said, “You go and get the massage oil J, I’ve been in work all day. Go on, do as you’re told.” PiggyJ’s response was, “I beg your pardon, go and get it yourself.” I think he realised he stepped over the line with her as he got up quickly and went to get it.  He came back sat on the floor in front of Master and took his socks off. PiggyJ had already taken his shoes off. Daddy pushed his jeans up as far as they would go, which was’t far as they were skinny jeans, then started massaging his foot.

Next thing I know, Daddy says, “ It’s hard doing it without a stool, Little Minxs come here and be Daddy’s stool.” I was quite happy sat with PiggyJ, my hand on her thigh, her hand on my hand, as we kinda rubbed fingers together, our closeness really becoming apparent, well no, we became very firm friends/sisters very quickly, I suppose I mean I was feeling more and more comfortable holding hands, kissing, there’s been no boob fondling or pussy touching yet, but each time we are together the closeness is growing and it’s only a matter of time before more happens. Anyway, I stayed being a stool for a while, as Daddy massaged Master’s feet, his hand would occasionally slip down to my bottom and slip between my legs, though on one occasion PiggyJ slapped his hand away, saying “She’s there to be a stool, not to be played with.” So he stopped, every now and then, I had to ask Master to move his foot to another area, then PiggyJ started to massage his other foot. Not sure how long this continued for but it felt like a while. Wudda been lovely if I was being played with too.

Anyway after a while my stool was no longer needed so I sat next to PiggyJ again, we chatted about anything then Daddy came in with another beer, and suddenly began swearing loads, dropping the F bomb 3 or 4 times in one sentence. I told him off, saying how am I supposed to stop swearing when you do it so much. “I agree Little Minxs, I’m sorry,” then he bent over in front of me and wiggled his ass for me to smack him. I put my hands up, “Sorry, not my thing, I can’t hit you or anybody,” I exclaimed, “Oh PiggyJ will do it,” Daddy said then moved along. Bent over in front of her, she raised her hand and full force slapped his cheek. He howled rubbing the area, it was such a hard slap, you could clearly see each finger, even each joint on the fingers, crimson around the outside and pale in the middle, she was very proud of this smack. Must admit so would I. I think Daddy swore again which was why Master said, “Oh this needs to stop, it’s not fair if Serf gets corner time for swearing when you, her Daddy continue dropping the F bomb. 5 minutes holding the coin with your nose now please.” Daddy did as he was instructed but because he was drunk he kept dropping the coin, meaning the timer restarted. By the time he actually got started properly, he probably had 5 minutes, but the timer began. Master grabbed the Jokari paddle that was already out, went over and swatted him very hard on one cheek with that nasty paddle. Daddy screamed out loud, as he danced about, so his coin dropped on the floor and the timer started from 0 again. Master repeated it again, even harder, once, twice all around the same area. As he screeched and grabbed his cheek, trying not to swear, then he was told to do his corner time again. As Master restarted the timer again. Daddy took a minute to get into position.

It was quite interesting seeing the Jokari being used on someone else. The skin went deathly pale at first then a deep crimson circled the white middle. As Master hit him 3 times, he was left with 3 quite big white circles the outside was then crimson, turning to purple, deep bruising all around them. It was also good for Daddy to experience the Jokari, he didn’t like it at all, now he can understand why I wriggle and fight so much when he uses it. Afterwards he did agree, he said that thing was the worst thing he’s ever experienced. Master then told him again to get into position and reset the clock, as Daddy thought it couldn’t get much worse, Master said, “Now we’ve got this outstanding punishment for Manho, ( Daddy’s nickname from Master,) 25 with the Jokari. I mean Manho, when I said I wanted us all to have a nice fun spanking, then I wanted to stick my cock in all your asses, why would you think this would include me getting a spanking of any kind ? At no point did I say I would ever be spanked, I am the Dom to all of you, I get to enjoy giving my subs a play spanking.” Daddy began apologising but Master quickly fired off 25 swats with the Jokari, they were not that hard, not as bad as the three in the beginning, but Daddy’s cheeks pinked up nicely. He was then told to do his 5 minutes cornertime. Master was enjoying winding him up as he kept forgetting to turn the timer on, or reset it before the alarm went off so in the end he must have been there nearly 15 minutes.

Finally it was done so we began to discuss what we were having for dinner. The options were Domino’s Pizza, a Chinese but that would mean Master would have to take Daddy to get money out first, or walk across the road for Kebab’s. After a very long discussion we decided on a kebab. I wrote down what everyone wanted, Daddy and I got dressed and walked over to the chippy. We met a lady Daddy called her Sue, we were having a laugh saying apparently she wanted to play with him, but he never did it. She wanted to be wife No2 but she’s missed the chance now as I’m his wife No2 and he’s not allowed to play with anyone else. Not sure if any of this was true or not, but she was laughing with us. After we had rather a drunkard chat with this poor lady, she told us we would have to come back in 20 minutes, so we popped to the shop next door to get Daddy more beer then went back home. I think Master and PiggyJ must have enjoyed a cheeky little play as Master had no jeans on now. I hope they weren’t waiting for us to go before playing. If Master wanted a blowjob when we first arrived I wonder if they would just do it in the living room, next to me and Daddy, and how we would feel.  I don’t think I’d be bothered, I’ve seen her do it before, maybe it’s just a sign that I’m ready to do more. I really wanna do more group fun and the intention today was for Master to give us all a group fun spanking, then he wanted to “fudge” our asses. Something Daddy was a bit unsure of, as he wasn’t keen on the idea of Master’s dick up his arse. But we all got a bit drunk instead, chatted more until it was time to go back for dinner.

Back at the chippy the poor lady had to put up with our silly drunkenness until everything was ready then we left. Home to eat dinner which was very nice then we put a film on. Well they picked Beverly Hill Cop, the original, it was rubbish so I snuggled into Daddy and fell asleep. I think he had to wake me up twice so he could move coz I was so hot and he needed to cool down.

When the film finished, Master and PiggyJ went to bed, Daddy woke me up asking if I wanted to play. Well apparently I jumped right up, awake saying yes please. I think it’s fair to say Daddy rocked my world. We had lots of fun I can’t say more than that. Lots of bottom playing, with dildos and hand, plus dildos up my pussy making me feel stretched to capacity, especially when he filled both at the same time. I didn’t think I could stretch anymore.

But Daddy had listened to me and PiggyJ, about dominating me during sex. He began telling me not to cum until he said, holding it for a long time, making me ask if I could cum then letting go, releasing my orgasm felt much more intense. I loved letting him take control of me during sex as well as in my life.

Though apparently I had a mishap with my teeth on his dick. Whilst giving him a bj I scratched him with my teeth but I didn’t find out until the next day when Daddy saw it. So I’m gonna have to be careful as I also cut Master’s dick the following Friday. But this was a bad one, he bled a lot, I know he had an erection so there was more blood in his dick, I had to hold his dick with a baby wipe over the cut, holding it tightly until it stopped bleeding. Master didn’t want a blowjob then but asked for a handjob. I was worried about his dick, luckily he wasn’t angry with me, he knows it was only an accident, he said I was going much harder with my teeth today, like an animal attacking her meat.

Well it has been a long time since I played with Master, either having sex or playing. G being Master hasn’t been around much, stress from his job, me having a very long spell with my back pain, meant there’s been nothing happening.

So when he asked for a bj, I was really happy to oblige. But I wasn’t prepared for the ending.

I broke both my Doms cocks !!!!!

Luckily they both still work, but I will watch my teeth and not get too excited whilst having them in my mouth in the future.
I do struggle with Master’s PA being so big now, so I tend to take it out, or put a smaller one in just for the bj, I love feeling the big PA’s inside me, just not in my mouth.

Anyway Daddy’s dick is fixed now, Master says his feels okay, it stings a bit when he’s having a wee but it doesn’t hurt. It looks like I caught his foreskin right at the base on his head. Kinda where the central seam is running down his head to the foreskin, So it looks like a flappy bit of skin at the moment. Master says it will heal itself so he wasn’t concerned with it.

Though today he said he was thinking about what consequence to give me.

I said, it was an accident, you can’t give me a consequence. So I will have to wait and see what happens.

 

Friday, Daddy got banned from sexy fun for 6 weeks too.

Friday’s blog.

Daddy’s now on a 6 week any sexy play ban.

 

When Daddy set my 6 week spanking ban, he never thought he would have to ask and check with Master that this was okay and would Master reinforce the ban too. I must admit I hadn’t given it a thought either.

Now I fully understand that first and foremost I belong to Master, and if there was to be a ban to be made then Master should be told the reason why, then asked if it was okay if Master reinforced the ban at home.

But it’s easy to think of this after the fact.

I didn’t and neither did Daddy.

So yesterday when Master came home from work, I could tell he was in the mood for some fun. His hands were wandering and he snuggled my neck. He was sat on his seat, trying to find space for all the remote controls, and he was dropping everything.

He always sits by the windowsill, has the bigger table in the room and has his foot stool to put stuff on.

Then he was trying to find space for some sweets he wanted to open.

I said, “Hang on a minute, before you drop your sweets, let’s decide what’s happening to the sweets that are already open. Are you eating the rest of these Bertie Bassetts ?    No. What about these 2 half packs of Haribo ? Don’t like the ones with the white on it. Okay, I will eat them, the Bassetts can go in the bin then. What about the rest of this stick of rock ?      No don’t like that flavour. Okay, Well let’s make things a bit better and throw the rubbish out, put these sweets in a container then look….. It’s tidier.” Apparently I was being very sarcastic and I needed to remember my place, as Master grabbed the hairbrush, going to grab me, I put my hands up, saying I was on a no spanking ban. “Not with me you’re not, no one asked me,” Master told me, as he threw me over his knee, grabbed my dress and held me down with one hand, the other hand spanking me 8-10 times, all the time lecturing me on how to speak to him. Finally I apologised the correct way so he let my squirming body go.

I went back to my chair messaging Daddy, telling him to message Master as he doesn’t think it includes him in the spanking ban.

A few minutes later Daddy messaged me, saying, I’ve been put on a sexy playing ban until 1st December. Master said because I hadn’t asked for him to be included in the spanking ban first, he has put me on a sexy play ban with you, PiggyJ and himself but has kindly honoured my request not to spank you until 1st December but I’m not allowed to play with anyone until 1st December.

No play, plus no spankings until December 1st, This was Daddy’s fault now we’ve no play. That was my bratty side thinking this. But Daddy said “Well you can play with Master and PiggyJ, I will be just sat in the corner watching.”

“Well it’s over with now, we can’t turn the clock back,” I said. “It’s just gonna be a long 6 weeks.” Daddy said, “Yeah it will, but PiggyJ is mad about it too coz it’s a punishment for her too as I can’t play with her.”
Oh “Fudge cake” I thought, Daddy has 2 weekends off in November, and we are going to see Daddy and PiggyJ for both those weekends. Damn and Blast It.

 

Feeling still depressed at these bans, I said my goodnight message to Daddy. Deciding to pull on his heartstrings because I was basically blaming him for what happened, I mean if he hadn’t done the spanking ban, we now wouldn’t have the playing ban too. Obviously it had nothing to do with me rolling my eyes and swearing. I’ve decided to share what I said.

We are going to have a pretty boring 6 weeks between the 2 of us really, lessons will be learnt, I suppose as Master would say,      Maybe we could do a jigsaw, play frustration, Connect 4, I’m good at Connect 4, bet you’re not. Good excuse for you to mark my maths homework too, you can go through all my maths instead of just marking them. But Saturday and Sunday with no play, no spanking,     we could do some baking, I can help Daddy make me a cheesecake, apparently I’ve still gotta wear my waitress outfit, so I suppose I can still serve you, get drinks or food for you though nothing sexual or spankie, I knew this 6 week spanking ban wouldn’t go down well. Shocking, it’s just shocking. Anyway, I’m going to bed, least I can read my book bout spanking, watch the videos and just wishful thinking.      Anyway, yeah we can just play some of C’s games, in me waitress outfit, serving you drinks. Wonder if I’m allowed to give you a massage or does that come under sexy fun, I will ask Master, Anyway, I’m gonna watch SpankingTube instead. It’s gonna be a long 6 weeks though. See of you hadn’t done this 6 week spanking bam, none of this wudda happened, so I’m blaming you, it’s got nothing to do with me.So I’m going to bed before I say something I shouldn’t do, coz I’m sulking now.

Daddy thought my message was hilarious, playing it to PiggyJ, “She’s pulling on your heartstrings again, making you feel guilty for punishing her.” PiggyJ told him. “Oh I know exactly what she’s doing.” Daddy told her.

I earned myself another set of lines !!!!!

And massaging comes under sexy fun, so no massages, Master told me.

The following morning Daddy decided to get his own back from my night night video, making out he was really upset bout the message I left, he felt very guilty about what happened and was very very sorry. I replied that he shouldn’t feel guilty, it is what it is and lessons have been learnt. I was only pulling on your heartstrings.

Daddy video called me then, laughing, telling me he just got his own back.

Mmmmmm I will try harder next time I said. Oh no you won’t little girl, I’m fully aware of what you try and do, I can promise you, it won’t happen again.” He told me.

So my punishment got changed, I still have to do extra lines for forgetting to send my lines yesterday, but now I have to write them backwards for pulling on Daddy’s heartstrings.

Master set his punishment for not sending his lines, write his lines in reverse tomorrow.

So in the morning, I’m going to have to really concentrate writing my lines, so I do them properly.

 

Saturday.

So far this morning I have written Masters reverse order lines, done my maths and I’ve nearly completed the first set of Daddy’s lines, but needed a break coz my eyes were going funny so I decided to finish this blog, though it hasn’t helped my eyes from blurring, but I will continue in a bit. I want to do them properly.

Slip up with mouth and eyes.

Slip up with mouth and eyes.

 

At lunchtime today, I was video chatting with Daddy when he said something, can’t even remember what it was but I came out with b****y hell, Daddy asked what I said and I rolled my eyes, exasperated that he heard me swear then saw me roll my eyes.

I got lectured on behaving and then when he told me to apologise, ( Something I do struggle with when I’ve just been told off, my pig headed stubbornness won’t let me apologise properly coz I was now in a mood ) I said, “Sorry the word just slipped out and my eyes just rolled.”

He was not happy with my response so I was told to get a 5 pence coin, and stand against the wall holding the coin with my nose. Miss Bratty came out, are you serious ? Really ? The words slipped out. You know the sorta thing you say. Suddenly Daddy asked if it was cold outside. I paused my rant, confused by his question. Blurted out, of course it’s cold outside. Ready to begin complaining again, when he told me to go outside to do it. NOW.  “What, do my time-out outside ? Can I wear a coat ?” I asked. “Nope go and do it now, and bring your phone so I can watch you do it.” Daddy told me. “Find a coin and go.”
I pulled my purse out of my bag, looking for 5p but didn’t have one. “I’ve 20p.” I told him. “That will do, now outside.” he said.
I was not happy, so not happy as I went to the side of the house, I propped my phone on the windowsill, put the coin on the wall, stuck my nose on it then just waited. I dropped it a few times but the worst was after 4 minutes. And I had to start over again. Frustrating the hell outta me, I started again, when Daddy started singing at the top of his voice. OH MY LORD gag me now before I say something I will regret. As he continued to sing, asking me silly questions, I blurted out for him to shut up. Biting my tongue afterwards, “Do you want to earn extra time ?” Daddy asked. I said no as calmly as I could. So I just closed my eyes and waited until time was up.

Finally Daddy told me it was time, I got the coin ready to go inside when he told me to look at him. Here we go, I thought, more lecturing.

“I love you, I just want the best for you. Now go inside, make yourself a coffee and warm up.” I looked at him, “Is that an order ?” I asked, yes I know brattily. “Yes in fact, make one for Master too.” I paused, taking a deep breath I grabbed his mug and mine then made the coffee. “Do I have to take it up to him ?” I asked, “Yes he can’t drink it without having it.” I carried the cup, whilst staying on the phone. Knocked on the door, asked if I could come in and handed him the cup, “How about a nice, here’s your coffee Master or something nice.” He asked, I pulled a face then he said, “Did you just roll your eyes at me ?” I protested, saying I did not roll my eyes, I pulled a face yes, but I did not roll my eyes. I said, “I’ve just been outside for 10 minutes.” “What, why?”

he asked, “I swore and rolled my eyes at Daddy,” I told him.

“Well in that case you can go outside again, take the phone with you so Daddy can time you.” Seeing no point in arguing, I just went downstairs and walked outside. “Take your coffee,” Daddy told me, so I went back for it, putting my phone on a different windowsill I talked to Daddy outside, drinking my coffee.

Luckily it made the 10 minutes go quicker as we talked about Christmas presents, and the next time we meet up, what did we want to do.

Whilst I was doing my second timeout outside, I realised I hadn’t sent pictures of my lines and maths today, and I discovered this morning I hadn’t taken them yesterday. Oh fudge, I was gonna be in trouble for that now. So as soon as I went in, I took yesterday’s lines and maths and today’s. Telling them that I forgot to send them.

Daddy video called again, asking if I forgot on purpose or did I really forget. I said I really forgot. “Okay well I’m going to have a think and maybe discuss this with Master what your punishment should be. You’ve had such a rough week.”

When I looked at my phone again I had a message from Master. Write your lines in reverse order.

I was a bit confused with what he meant, but basically instead of starting from the left of the page, I will start on the right.

A bit later I got a message from Daddy, after discussing it with Master you will do an extra 50 lines, so double, written backwards.

I think I’ve got it, I will have to do these when I’m very awake I think.

 

Been in trouble a lot this week.

Been in trouble a lot this week, and it’s only Wednesday.

I’ve not felt too great this week, hot flushes day and night, more exhausted than normal, very snappy and irritable, If I wasn’t on the contraceptive pill that makes me have no periods, I would swear it’s PMT. But I’ve finally made an appointment to see the Dr as I do think I’m in the menopause now. The flushes day and night are ridiculous, almost as soon as I get dressed, I’m dripping wet again so much I feel I should get another shower and put fresh clothes on. Never mind my mood swings.

Daddy has seen my mood swings a lot this week, snapping, irritated, emotional, the whole shebang.

I’ve sworn once, so had to write 100 lines extra yesterday but then I swore again so I said, “I presume you want me to do another 100 lines.” He never said yes but he never said no, so I thought that meant do it. But apparently whilst on video chat with him, he said “ You chose to do an extra 100 lines, I never said do them. So if I haven’t said do it, then you don’t them.” My mood began to grow, he began asking have I written any of my book, I was very very close to telling him “No, I’ve “fudging” not as I’ve had no time.” Instead I gave a very grumpy “No I haven’t.” in a very moody, irritable voice. He told me off for speaking disrespectfully and do not go and roll your eyes at me again. This got my mood worse, “Well I did it twice yesterday and you never even noticed, “ I snapped at him. “Eh when ?” He asked, “I thought you may have rolled your eyes when you sent me your night night video but I thought it was just you being tired. Oh yeah, you messaged me, telling me that you weren’t really rolling your eyes, when you were.”  I grinned at him and began giggling. “Don’t you start giggling at me young lady, what have I said bout rolling your eyes?” He asked. “You never even noticed so you can’t say nothing,” I pouted, folding my arms, huffing. “That’s got nothing to do with it, you’ve been told not to do it, Oh why do you do this, right you’re on a no fun spanking ban for one month.”
I stared at him in disbelief, “No fun spanking………..you do know that’s giving yourself a punishment, coz you love to spank me so you’re just denying yourself.”

 

You know I’m a total brat, no matter what the punishment is, I will try to get out of it and with Daddy it’s quite easy, I couldn’t do this with Master.

 

Daddy thought for a minute, “Oh, yeah, I never thought about that. I will think of something else.”  Over the next hour Daddy set one punishment, then changed his mind when I moaned, and again. Eventually he said do two pages of my maths book. Meanwhile I messaged PiggyJ, explaining what had happened, “He can’t set a punishment then change his mind coz you complained. He knows you will be a brat about it.” We chatted for a while, talking about other things I can do to entertain him, at the end of the day I am there to serve Daddy. PiggyJ said “You could spend the evening serving Daddy, serving Master and me, do massages, use you as a table or footstool. So Daddy is having fun with you. He could spank you his way, whether you cry, complain coz he’s having fun. He can f**k you roughly, so it’s not as nice for you. He can do deep throating coz he knows you don’t like it, breast spanking coz that’s another thing you don’t like, pussy spanking, ass hole spanking. Breast and pussy torture. There are many things he could do with you then.” We chatted for a bit longer then I let her continue working. Instead she video called Daddy, going through the same things we had talked about. But at the end of the day, he’s only been my Daddy Dom a few months, he will learn from these moments, even though I know I will still brat and try to wheedle my way out of the punishment. He then set me a punishment…..a no fun spanking ban until 1’st December.

That’s a 6 week ban !!!!    6 WEEKS

I was NOT a happy little girl.

An hour later Daddy changed his mind again, making it a months ban, he wanted me to wear a butt plug for my hearing test appointment tomorrow, putting deep heat on it, then with Master’s permission, he asked Master to bite my boob !

Master replied, saying that he needed a very good reason why I did this.

I didn’t think the crime fit this big punishment, but I think Daddy may have chatted with Master for a while as he changed the punishment back to a month.

I started getting confused, telling him you said the ban was until the 1’st December, and what about the butt plug or the bite ?

He video called me a while later, “Oh I’m so angry with myself, you Little Minxs have really pulled at my heartstrings haven’t you, you’ve made the most of my soft side but I’m telling you now, I’ve learnt from this young lady and this will never happen again.” I couldn’t help myself but giggle. “Little Minxs look at me, NOW.” He spoke firmly, there was a sternness to his voice, he was now deadly serious. “You will never manage to wheedle out of any set punishment again. I’ve learnt a great deal about this, I’m so cross with myself for letting you get away with it.” I began giggling again. “Oh you may well giggle but you’re punishment will be a fun spanking ban until the 1’st December as you so rightly reminded me, not a month.”  I looked at him, realising he meant it. “That’s like 6 weeks. 6 weeks.6 weeks for rolling my eyes twice,” I moaned, “Yes that’s right, you will not eye roll me again or try to hit my soft side to change your punishment,” he told me. “But 6 weeks Daddy ? Really ? what about the other things ?” I asked, pouting and sulking. “You can stop pouting now, it won’t work on me again, I can assure you of that. There will be nothing else added to the ban. Like I said earlier, if I have not said anything else, that means just the ban” Daddy sternly told me. “Now have you done your lines yet ?”

“No…………( I bit my tongue from saying more, ) I’ve not finished them.” I almost shouted at him. “You mean, No Daddy I’m still doing my lines, don’t you ?” He replied. Oh how my stubborn side really wanted to get out, I was raging inside, “No Daddy, I’ve not finished them yet, I need to count how many I’ve done.” My voice sounded sweet when really I wanted to say other things. I was so so mad.  How can I do things when we chat on video chat 4, 5 times a day for half an hour to an hour or more at a time. Don’t get me wrong, I could chat with him all day, every day, but I can’t do my chores, my writing, my punishments when I’m chatting to Daddy. Maybe we need to cut back the length of time we chat before Master makes it a rule, But that’s only a little thing, I love chatting to Daddy, a lot of the time we chat a load of rubbish, other times I’m winding him up or the other way around, but it’s still really fun.

So now I’m on a no fun spanking ban, I don’t know if that is for just me and him, or does it include Master or even PiggyJ and I. He’s not stated that so I’m going to presume he means just Daddy and I.

Dan you imagine how I’m gonna be after NO SPANKING for 6 weeks.

This is going to be a painfully long long time. Especially as Daddy has two weekends in November off, when hopefully we will be staying over, I will probably try to get a spanking of him but not a punishment. But somehow, I doubt I will win, but it would be fun trying

Doing the housework.

Tidying up ready for Daddy and PiggyJ coming to stay.

Now after out trip out yesterday, I knew I would be sore today, but I had loads to do. As Daddy and PiggyJ had the week off, Master took 3 days off too. Then we found out that E was spending the week at his girlfriends house as her parents were going away. This meant the house was child free, so it was the perfect time to say let them come here for a change.

So Wednesday, Daddy is getting the next size up on his PA, I’m going with him but I will have to get the car washed first. It’s covered with pigeon poop. Darn pigeons. we are having lunch together and they were staying for dinner too. So they could stay as late as they wanted.

Unfortunately Master has Man-flu/cold, but it won’t stop him playing. Plus it would be nice if we could have a play altogether, something I know the boys are keen on, Me and PiggyJ may prefer a more private play together but I do really want a chance to just see what happens. Now whether that means Master and Daddy are both the Dom’s so will be in charge together, or whether it will still be Master in charge I don’t know. But I hope we can play.

On Thursday we are going to Daddy and PiggyJ’s for lunch, then we are off to Blackpool, go to the arcades, chip shop for dinner then drive through the lights. Dressed very very warmly coz the roof will be down. And the temps have certainly dropped. Then they are saying over at ours.

Though Daddy and I will end up sharing the airbed with the dogs but Daddy doesn’t mind. Friday after breakfast, we will drop Daddy and PiggyJ at theirs, hopefully a bit more fun there too. Also get a chance to see their 5 little 8 week old mischievous kittens, as one of their cats had some fun with the local tomcat. They are keeping one, and have let me name him. Ages ago, we were talking about us keeping one at their house but realised, it wouldn’t be fair for them paying all the vet costs for a cat that would be mine. So Master said No, we can’t do it. A few weeks later, Daddy said, “we are keeping one, but you can name him.” So I searched online, and came across Pawsky. A name meaning bratty, (though I can’t find where I got the name from now.) This kitten is a boy, he’s pesky, bit lazy, daft, and cheeky. Sound familiar ?

We need to get him a nice purple collar and some toys.

So as the family were coming over, I needed to tidy up, but I had to be careful because my back is really tender. I hoovered downstairs when my back seized up. I asked Master if he could do the food shop in the morning whilst I changed the bedding, I got a reply from Master, yes I will go but you need to stop now. Then I got a message from Daddy to say Stop, then one from PiggyJ, saying she will change the bedding when she comes round. But I’m not letting her do that, so I will do it whilst Master does the food shop. But if my back gets worse when I’m doing it, I will stop.

But Daddy and PiggyJ both said they were coming round to see us, not seeing if the house was spotless, they didn’t care what the house was like.

It’s hard for me to let it go, not do it, but I must do it, if I want to play I need to be careful. But it was also lovely of PiggyJ to offer to do the jobs for me, and I won’t be stubborn, if necessary I will stop and let her take over.

It just shows how much we mean to each other really.

Then Daddy got back onto the subject of punishments and my potty mouth, Saying “Just to clarify, in future you will be punished as an adult, so I need to give you something about your potty mouth yesterday. So you will get 50 with an implement of my choice, no sulking, no bratting, no moving, no messing, as soon as we arrive tomorrow.”

I will have to see how my back is to take this punishment as at the moment, I don’t think I can do OTK. but laying over the bed, pillows under my bum will probably be the best. I will have to see what iplement he chooses, as he is still knew to this. And he has to be aware of his strength, yes he said it will be a severe spanking, but he does need to be aware of not going full force, using all his power incase he causes an injury. But Daddy understands this, though I’m not going to be looking forward to this one. I will video and blog about it as usual.

Another trip to Windermere.

Yesterday I had another trip to Windermere, this time it was with Daddy and PiggyJ. Daddy said he’s proud to go out with his 2 wives. I can’t help but grin when I write this coz it just sounds so nice.

Now as they live in the same town where Master works, I went with Master at 6.30am, far too early to be out, but then Daddy was there to pick me up from Masters work at 7.30am, we had to go to the supermarket for a few bits then went back to their house. Their son was still getting ready for school so there was no canoodling until he left. But as Daddy nor PiggyJ asked Master if they could play, we couldn’t do anything, I had asked and he said I could play but as the others hadn’t asked, I could not play with them.

Once their son had left PiggyJ and I had a kiss and hug, I said I wasn’t sure if I should kiss her in front of him so I didn’t. Not that he would probably notice as a typical 11 year old boy. His head is stuck into his phone until it’s time to go. Lol. I’m so glad the school days are over for us  But I had cuddles with Daddy whilst PiggyJ got ready. We were then heading back to near Masters work, to a pub for an all you could eat breakfast. And it was lovely and you could have as much as you wanted.

Then we headed to Windermere, the plan was to go on the same boat trip Daddy and I went on a few weeks before, but I wanted PiggyJ to choose this time, so she saw at the halfway point of the boat trip, you could get a steam train ride following along the southern point of the lake then back again, followed by a trip to the aquarium. We all decided we liked this idea and Daddy ordered the 3 in 1 tickets.

As we arrived at the same car park, we went to the same cafe/children’s play centre, the coffee is always nice in there but we had no room for cake as breakfast was so filling. As always Daddy poured our sugar into our drinks, stirred them before sorting his own drink out. It really is so sweet.

Then we headed to the pier to pick up the tickets and join the queue to get on a very old looking boat. Daddy felt very proud to hold both our hands as we walked along, PiggyJ and I had a few kisses whilst we waited to get on the boat. We walked right to the front of the boat and got a seat there, it was lovely, cold, but lovely. You could clearly see the mountains this time. We tried to imagine if we owned one of the beautiful houses that sat by the lake, or one that was sat huddled amongst trees all secluded. As you come past a biggish island in the lake you could see the top of a house, the island was privately owned, needing their own boats to get them to shore, so we decided that should be our house. Master could have his dungeon all kitted out, it was secluded and sheltered so you could walk around naked for ever, have outdoor fun and games without worrying about the neighbours. It would be perfect.

But it’s not for sale, plus no one was financially able to afford it, though we could only guess it probably cost a few million pounds for the house and island.

It’s nice having silly pipe dreams in your head. If we ever did the lottery you never know, we could find something perfect, if we won. But we would have to start playing it first. Lol.

Off the boat, we headed straight for the steam train, which was just across the pathway. It was difficult getting in, Daddy went first, PiggyJ took my walking stick and helped guide me up the 3 steep steps then I was in. We went into the first empty carriage. It just reminded me of the trains from The Railway Children or Harry Potter, the sliding door, the seats that could take probably 4 people on each side, the steam and whistle. It was very nostalgic.

At one time you went under a tunnel, it went pitch black, the lights had no bulbs in them, so we couldn’t switch them on, but coming out of the tunnel to big rolls of smoke from the engine. It was very pretty and lovely seeing the other part of the lake that you wouldn’t normally see.

We came to a stop, then I presume they were moving the engine to the other side of the train. Then we went off again as we just chatted.

A conversation we had had many times was punishment in a Daddy/little dynamic. I’d been chatting to other Daddy’s on Spanking Tube who said the punishment was as a normal D/s dynamic, so as adults, not thinking that, like for us, my little age was around 8 years old which meant Daddy wouldn’t thrash me with a belt, or punish severely, even though I know it’s what I need and want. But PiggyJ gave her views on it as well, and I think he has now agreed that punishment would be adult based.

So I commented on my potty mouth. Now PiggyJ and Daddy won’t say I’m wrong, they swear a lot, the f bomb comes out, many other words I wouldn’t say but many I would and have, but again Daddy didn’t notice until I owned up. He honestly said he only remembered me saying 1 f bomb, I said along with other words that these days, are just everyday language for most people. So he asked if I wanted this to be a strict punishment. I said Yes, he wouldn’t let me swear so much if we were alone.

Last tripout he threatened to spank me there and then regardless of who was around, I’m not sure if that’s true or not, Master threatens it but doesn’t because he’s worried what people would say, but Daddy doesn’t care about that, so I’m not sure.

But even PiggyJ was saying you needed to be constant with the punishment too, so if she does it again during or after her punishment, then Daddy needed to take the next step until she realises she should not swear at all. I think PiggyJ has got the idea of how I want Daddy to be, but it’s training him, guiding him so it becomes natural for him, and it is working. He has found he has a sadistic side, nowhere near the same extent as Master. But every time we play he’s learning more. I also made a point of what happens if my back plays up. I told them that the only time Master didn’t do an expected punishment was if my back was really really bad.  Then it was only postponed, but if it was bad but not too bad, he may say a different position, like over the bed or lie over the settee rather than OTK or other positions he likes to put me in, Daddy listened carefully and said okay that will work. I assured him I never use it as an excuse not to get the due punishment, my back is a very serious health problem so I would never mess around there. Master and Daddy would be furious if I did that.

PiggyJ spent a while discussing Master, his little tricks to get you in trouble, or his annoying little habits he has. It was good to.know she has got him right immediately, saying she knows when to stop and shut up plus she has learnt from experience what happens if she back chats him.

It was good to discuss how we each felt about it, going from discussing piss play, blood play with Daddy, starting the anal play which is just beginning with her. I was able to advise, listening to her as she trains her gag reflex, she said I know the time will come when anal.plugs will be used and other things.

She’s been watching a lot of our videos, apart from saying I must be mad to enjoy what I do, there were a few things she watched thinking no way, and others thinking I was mad but willing to give it a go. I think she will become a really good sub for Master, well not even become, she is a perfect sub for him, until she throws a temper and is sent to bed. Then it’s welcome to my world.

Once the train took us back again, it was a v v deep step to get down, Daddy went first, taking my stick then I took PiggyJ’s hands to help support me getting down. I must admit that hurt a lot.

We then went on to the aquarium, and there were lots of steps to get upstairs, but PiggyJ said “there’s a lift,” so Daddy said “right we will use that.” I tried telling him that I was capable to walk upstairs, but I got the look, followed by “we are taking the lift,” so I chose not to argue. There was a very small niggle that my independence was being taken away even more but I know that’s not true. It’s the love both Daddy and PiggyJ have for me, for us, to care for me and look after me, and make sure I don’t do stupid things or push myself too far. And they both know I would but if I did, I would get a flare-up, meaning no play, usually meaning punishments for pushing myself too far as well because Daddy is being very strict on that. But I know it’s for the best too. Even if I strop.

But we had a lovely walk through the aquarium, it wasn’t huge, which was good really, as I was beginning to hurt, towards the end you went down the stairs, or in my case, we went down in the lift and you walked under the aquariums, seeing some pretty huge fish. Some names I recognised due to me liking to watch certain fishing programmes that Robson Green presented. There’s nothing wrong with a bit of very nice eye candy during a program, especially if he’s only wearing shorts. HHHMMmmmmmm yummie. Very nice eye candy.

Anyway we finished with the aquarium and had a while to wait for the next boat, so we went to the cafe, had a late lunch/early dinner. But when I asked for a glass of water to take some meds, that’s when Daddy realised I was sore. We sat down and I took them immediately, I think he was a bit annoyed I didn’t tell him, but we were in the aquarium, there was nothing to be done until we left there and I didn’t want to leave early.

We had a very big coffee and a panini each and finished just as the boat arrived. Now where we came out of the cafe, apparently the queue to get on the boat was right around the other side and I really didn’t feel I could walk that far around to get to the end of the queue, so Daddy told a rather brusque harbour man that we would stay there and wait until the end of the queue, and he watched to make sure we did not jump in.

At first we were going to sit inside but Daddy spotted the front outside area was free, though it was very cold, it was also really nice. The fresh air blew away the cobwebs, it was cozy, it felt special, Daddy sat with his girls and how proud was he looking all the time, it just felt right.

On the way back to the car I had to walk slower, I’ve been trying to keep up to Daddy’s paces all the time when really I should just say you will have to walk as if you had a 90 year old wife and go slow, very very very slow. Even my “fast” pace is an 80 year olds pace, but then that’s not fair because my Dad is 84 and still flies around the house. Though I am a little bit quicker than my 84 year old mum. I sat in the front seat on the way home, PiggyJ soon fell asleep, Daddy and I were quiet, but a good peaceful, quiet.

Master was already home when we got home, I made them all drinks and I could tell that Master was going to want some fun with PiggyJ before they left. Eventually Master stood up, held his hand up, so she took it and off they went. Now as Daddy hadn’t asked if we could play, we couldn’t, but to be fair, I think we were both too tired, plus he probably wouldn’t want to play incase it made me more sore. But we enjoyed snuggles, though I had to share him with the dogs, they both wanted to sit on Daddy R’s knee. Funny how the dogs know his name already, I’m getting them to recognise J’s. After a while we heard a sharp slap, we both looked at each other as the slaps continued and sounded painful. “That sounds like a punishment,” Daddy said. “But she’s not earned anything, her slate was clean after her bad one on Saturday.” I said, I must admit, we were both confused. It certainly sounded like a punishment. And it didn’t seem to finish, we heard PiggyJ cry out a few times, then a sharper cry and we both said, “That’s Master biting her, probably where he’s just spanked her.” Then it still carried on.

Eventually they finished and came downstairs, PiggyJ looked like there may have been some tears, or she was fighting them away. We asked if that was play, “Oh no, tell them what you called me.” Master said. “I ermmmm I called him a smart arse. Coz he said something so I just replied smart arse. Then all of a sudden he was up, rummaging through the toy drawer, pulling out the Jokari paddle, he began walloping her hard on her jeans covered ass. Not long after, he just yanked her jeans down, panties too and continued. PiggyJ has begun a healthy eating program and has already lost quite a bit of weight, which was why he was able to just yank them down without needing to unfasten the button or zip. The louder cry was a bite where he was paddling her, but apparently it was only a “small bite”. But this will teach her not to call Master any such names, in jest or in anger as it doesn’t end well for ones backside.

After that, we said our goodbyes, waved them off and left Jayne with a burning bum for her one hours journey home. It’s only Daddy that’s not experienced that Jokari but he’s been a very good boy for Master since that whipping punishment a few weeks ago, but now PiggyJ understands how bad the Jokari was.

We’ve not long until we see them again, actually seeing them tomorrow, (Wednesday), Thursday they are staying over here, and doing something Friday. So a very nice few days ahead planned.

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.

 

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The Pack.

Our D/s family has expanded. We are now classed as The Pack.

I spent hours trying to figure out a word or a few words using all the letters from our surnames and the first initial from our first names. There were no names that jumped out at me, I was disappointed, I felt certain I could make a word or two with all those letters, that represented us as a group. Instead Master suggested The Pack, so I’m sticking to that now.

 

You are my DaddyDom, I’m your little baby girl

But your more than that now.

Your my Daddy, I’m your second wife and now I have a sister too.

I broke a promise this made you both upset,

I did a job, taking no thought to how you would feel,

I wanted the job done, not thinking off my back,

It was not an urgent job, it didn’t need doing there and then,

Having had a bad flare up for the past fortnight,

Daddy and J got to witness for the first time my bad days,

Crying on the phone, unable to cope with the pain,

Poor Daddy and J felt helpless, as I cried on the phone.

Master has said many times I should not do these stupid things.

Carrying heavy shopping bags, instead of leaving them until the boys are home.

I’ve been in trouble many times for doing foolish things.

Master knows how to deal with these flare-ups,

It’s been 14 years since I damaged my back,

So Master understands how to help, if he can, so does E.

This is something Daddy and J  will have to learn,

Apart from the obvious, I should not do stupid things.

I need to think first before doing it.

Daddy said “Promise me you will not touch those bottles of pop.”

J told me, “Do not touch those bottles, leave them for E.”

I promised I would not do it, then I broke it.

Thinking I can put them away like how I put my shopping away ,

I confessed to Daddy, whose first thought was come down and thrash my butt !

He was more upset than angry

That I would’ve been so foolish to risk hurting my back more,

He went and told J, who gave me a telling off.

“All we want is for you to be in as little pain as possible,” she said.

We need you to be sensible, taking care of your back,

We are going to worry as you’re family now,

I felt so bad when I saw Daddy look upset,

It made me upset to know I had caused this.

But Daddy and I had a long talk, he told me his thoughts and worries

That if I’d messaged to ask if I could put the bottles away another way,

Daddy may have said okay, if you’ve done it that way before.

I’ve always known I do these stupid things, not as often these days tho

BUT I’ve never realised I’ve been selfish doing this.

Doing my irresponsible actions, which can/do bring on a flare-up,

Not only affects me, my pain, and inability to move,

It also affects my closest family.

Master, E now Daddy and J

So I’m making a promise to think before doing,

To ask for help or wait until the boys are home.

I need to look after my back, which will help my pain levels .

This means I can enjoy the times spent with Master, Daddy and J.

There will always be that worry and concern in the back of their minds,

It will never go away now.

Master and I have just grown accustomed to it,

Daddy has made this the one and only time I disobey him when it concerns my back.

If I dare do it again, he will be round that night and will thrash my ass.

“That’s a promise,” he told me, “He would check with Master that E is not home, then he would be round, and I would not sit down for a week once he’s finished.”

I have no intention on doing it again.

When shopping I will pack fridge and frozen stuff in separate bags, then only bring those bags in, leaving the rest in the car until the boys are home.

Not carry washing baskets up and down the stairs, or make the baskets lighter then do it.

I just need to be mindful of my back, think first, then do the task carefully.

This is a promise to Master, E, Daddy, J and myself, I will try and keep it.