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

TMI Tuesday

Hey there! Have fun playing TMI Tuesday.
Why is eating bad food,
like having bad sex?

1. Do you like tattoos? Do you have any tattoos?

Master. No. None.

Daddy. Yes I love tattoos and have some as a form of expression.

PiggyJ. Yes and yes.

Me. Yes I love tattoos. Yes I’ve got a few.
2. How did you pick your online profile name?

Master. I have a serf who’s dirty and I own her.

Daddy. Bike club name.

PiggyJ. It’s what Sir calls me.

Me. Master picked it.
3. What’s one saying you try to live by?

Master. Came to quick for whom.

Daddy. No regrets. One life live it.

PiggyJ. It is what it is.

Me. I will be a good girl.
4. What was the last bad meal you ate? Why was it so awful?

Master. I don’t eat bad meals.

Daddy. Can’t remember.

PiggyJ. Probably Frankie and Bennies coz I’m always bitching and moaning about there.

Me. Chinese few weeks ago, flavouring wasn’t nice and service was slow.
5. When was your last bad sexual encounter? Why was it so awful?

Master. Manho getting too drunk.

Daddy. I’ve never had a bad sexual encounter ever.

PiggyJ. First threesome I had, coz the third person promised the world and didn’t deliver.

Me. Meeting a possible swinging couple at their house for the first time, the house was filthy rotten, the man just perved at me making me feel really uncomfortable. We both felt like we would be just another notch on the bedpost and made me feel like I didn’t want to try swinging again.
Bonus: Tell us something random.

Master. I’m a big fan of blinking.

Daddy. Never eat yellow snow.

PiggyJ. I don’t know the difference between were and where.

Me. I don’t like spicy foods or curry, but I love the crusts of a fresh white loaf with butter and chocolate spread.

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Happy TMI Tuesday!

 

Thursday we went to Blackpool.

Thursday morning Master was doing more jobs on his car. We had until 11am before we had to get ready to go out, so I did some writing, plus gave the dogs their early dinner as they would be alone a long time today, We were leaving at noon to go to Daddy’s, staying there for a few hours before going to Blackpool. There we were going to Coral Island Arcade as it was one of the best, plus there’s a car park just across the road, then drive to Top Chippy, which is the best chip shop in Blackpool but it’s at the other end of town, after the drive through the lights along the promenade.

Every year between September to November Blackpool celebrates the Illuminations, it follows along the promenade for 6 miles, ( 10 km ) as you drive, go on the tram or even go on horse and carriage through the various lights which are above you, and to the side of you there are 3D displays. This celebration began way back in 1879, and is something I as a child have been to many times and still enjoy going now.

So Master and I set off, getting to Daddy’s about 1pm. We had a coffee then Daddy asked if we wanted lunch. He had bought pizzas for everyone and I must admit I felt pretty hungry. Master has had a cold / manflu for 2 weeks and lovingly shared his germs with PiggyJ, so she was feeling a bit rough, my back was really sore so I was feeling very tender, walking was an issue. PiggyJ was naked as we arrived, Daddy wasn’t as he had been out but quickly stripped off when he had made the coffee. He asked why I wasn’t naked, so I told him, Master said not too if my back is too sore. But too be honest, I felt uncomfortable being dressed, it didn’t feel right, plus snuggling with Daddy when it’s not skin on skin isn’t as special. So after we had our pizzas, I stripped off.

 

Master and PiggyJ went upstairs for a rest / snuggle / bit of fun and a snooze. Daddy and I had another coffee then also had a bit of fun. I asked if Daddy would like a blowjob, we weren’t sure if his PA would be sore after the stretching the day before but he said yes. I rolled over onto my tummy, pushed myself towards him so I could reach his cock. But also made my bottom free for playing with my hole or spanking me. We haven’t done this way before, but it’s great fun, so I wanted to see if Daddy would enjoy it too. There was a little finger / hole fun, a little spanking but only gentle. I’m not good at asking Daddy to do things during sex, mainly because in my Master / slave dynamic, I cannot ask for things. I get what I was given, so I now tend to put it in my blog which I know Master, Daddy and PiggyJ all read, as a way of asking Daddy to do things, it’s the only hard thing about having the 2 dynamics, as I’ve been trained to be Master’s slave for 4 years now, certain things are hard to change. So what I really wanted was if Daddy could enjoy it too, during his BJ, was so spank me hard at the same time, if we had toys around, use them to spank me, use the crop or flogger across my shoulders or bottom and legs, put a plug in, then torment it by pushing it in and out. But only if he could enjoy this at the same time whilst I am sucking his cock. If he can’t then I don’t want him to do it. I understand that at times, it’s hard to do 2 things at the same time whilst having an orgasm. I can’t give a handjob plus use the other hand to tickle his balls, I can just about suck his cock and tickle his balls but that’s it. Maser and I have often giggled over my lack of coordination. But now it’s written down, I know Daddy will talk to PiggyJ about this and then talk to me. So we will see how it goes. I was enjoying sucking his cock, able to nibble his head and chew the sides of his girth, but after a while his PA began to tingle uncomfortably, so I stopped for a while. Rolling over again for more snuggling. I wanted to try again in a while. Soon I climbed down between his legs and gently lowered my mouth over and down his cock. I heard him groan deeply as I started sucking, licking, chewing and nibbling his head and gently playing with his PA. His groans and sighs told me he was enjoying it until the ahhs turned to ouches, so I quickly stopped. Asking if it was sore, he said yes, it’s just tingling, a bit painful. So I snuggled back into Daddy, and we kissed for a long long time. He then stood up and told me to lie on the settee, making sure I was comfy first. Then it was time for gentle fun, no squirting, fingers exploring giving me loving orgasms rather than wild, fierce ones I love the best. But Daddy always manages to find my little button, setting it on fire, rubbing it, flicking it, my nerves were burning with deep pleasure as his knuckles also rubbed along my labia. I love hearing my rings clink together, it really turns me on. I wish Daddy was allowed to just rub his cock against my rings, especially since he got his PA but there is a strict no cock to touch pussy or ass rule, even if it’s only to play with the rings. Instead Daddy sat up above me, one hand wanking himself off,  his other hand fingering me, his thumb rubbing my little button, as we both came together. I giggled as there seemed to be a lot of cum today as Daddy grabbed some tissues to clean me up, then he helped me get up. Having another kiss again, we snuggled on the settee, choosing a film to watch, Daddy made another coffee and we sat watching that.

 

When it was finished, we realized it was after 5pm, so Daddy gave Master and PiggyJ a shout, he got dressed whilst I slowly grabbed mine, but he sat on the floor and said Let me dress you. I was about to say No, but he said I dress PiggyJ all the time, so I can dress my other wife. I let Daddy dress me, it felt really nice, Master does dress me when I really can’t, so does E, but my stubborness doesn’t let it happen often. But I did say I would put my boots on, as I’ve learnt the knack of how to put them on easily. Soon Master and PiggyJ came down and Master was getting things in the boot, ready for us to go. As PiggyJ got herself ready she said, “Have you had your tablets ?” “Yes,” I replied. “And what you gonna do if we are walking too fast ?” she asked, “Ask you to slow down.” I said. “Good,” She said. This was so so special, it showed that she had really read my blogs, understood what I was saying but she / they would make sure she / they  were going to look after me. And not in the way where I feel I may have my life taken away from me, just that it showed me they were aware of my disabilities and also aware that I am pigheaded and will push myself too far if I’m enjoying myself. They are reading my face, and are starting to gage how much pain I’m in, this hasn’t taken them long to be honest, so I must show more in my face than I realised.

So we were off to Blackpool, for some fun in the arcades. It took about an hour to get there, found a parking space right across the road from the arcade, so off we went. First to get some cash out for Master and I. I took out £40, £20 each for the arcade. We split up then, Master and PiggyJ went one way, me and Daddy the other. I had emptied out my slummie box, all the loose change you don’t want in your purse, then Daddy had them all changed into 2 pences, put into 2 tubs for us both to carry around, Daddy and I looked for the silly 2p games where you roll the 2p down and hope it falls flat on the shelf then as the shelf moves, it knocks off more 2p’s. So you get more money back plus you won tickets. I seemed to find one game that just kept giving me loads and loads of tickets. I shoved them all in my bag as we moved to other games. I was hurting a bit, but I never said anything as we were all having fun and there was nothing that could be done anyway. We went on a silly ghost train, some things in there did make me jump. Having a giggle when I tried to get out of the carriage, as a nice young man came to help us out. I got my leg stuck, well  I couldn’t get my leg over, until this young man came over, I stumbled a little then giggling I told him, “I couldn’t get my leg over, erm I mean I couldn’t lift my leg out of the carriage.” We all chuckled over my comment, we got a sketch drawn of us both that came out really nicely. I need to copy it for Daddy so he has one. I tried to go on the grab a bear games, I used to be really good at them. This took me back 30 years when we used to go to Blackpool with all our friends, the lads would win as many teddies as they could and give them all to the girls. Some I still have as dog toys. Some my parents still have. But the teddies back then filled the container, all loose and easy to grab, whereas these were not. They were right at the bottom of the box, and I may be too suspicious, but I wouldn’t be surprised if they were stuck down. So I never tried again. Instead we worked on winning tickets, with no idea what you could win with them, but I hoped I could get a teddy. When we found Master and PiggyJ, they were playing 2p similar games but instead of winning tickets, you could get keyrings, if they fell with the money. Master always played these, and had a pocket full, so he emptied his pockets, putting them all in my bag, “Sir’s a right gambler when he plays these games isn’t he,” PiggyJ said, I nodded, telling her he always loved these games. Eventually, we spent up, and didn’t want the temptation of getting more cash out. Daddy and I took our tickets to be counted, 750 ! We couldn’t believe it, I think we got a lot from a farming game we began playing. I spotted a Coral Island Pirate teddy fo 650 tickets then used the rest on sweeties for Daddy, PiggyJ and Master. We checked the time and it was 9.30pm, we couldn’t believe it was that late so Master and PiggyJ then counted their tickets and both got a bag of sweets each. Before we headed to the car, I had to buy some Blackpool rock, various flavours for us all, fudge and Kendal mint cake and some fridge magnets. Then we headed for the car, and drove to Top chippy. Daddy and I had fish and chips, Master and PiggyJ I think both had chips on a bun. We were going to sit inside the chip shop but Master said it wasn’t worth me struggling to get out then in again. So Master and PiggyJ got dinner, then Master drove to a parking space along the promenade right in front of the sea. Not that we could see anything coz it was pitch black, though when cars went past we wondered if any of them were going dogging. We munched on our chips, the fish was very nice, we all had drinks so I could take my night time meds as I was in need of some now. Then we all wrapped up, Master lowered the roof of the car and we drove through the lights. This year they were quite good, or I thought they were anyway. The drive through was nice as it wasn’t busy, so we were able to just drive slow enough to see the lights properly, but not stopping and starting then we had a nice drive home, through Lytham, along its promenade, we saw the windmill thats on the front, it looked lovely all lit up. As we headed towards our town, the night was that clear that we could see Blackpool from across the sea, we could see Blackpool Tower clearly, though not the fairground as that was shut. It was a cold in the car but it was nice having the roof down, seeing the stars above us, the moon shining down.

By the time we got home we were all ready for a hot drink. The dogs were very excited to see us but Muffin wasn’t herself. She was panting severely and seemed like something was wrong as she was twitching and not settling. It kinda put a dampener on the evening as it just wasn’t like her. Master and PiggyJ went up to bed, whilst Daddy pumped our airbed up, finding space on the floor, made me realise how little floor space we have. But we just about fit it in, leaving a bit of space around it. We watched a bit of TV in bed then turned it off, It had been a great day but a long one.

Typically, I had a rubbish sleep, hearing Muffin still panting like mad, unsettled still, I woke up at 3am, after going to sleep at 12am. I got up and gave Muffin some ibuprofen, then sat on the settee and read my book. Daddy was still fast asleep, though I think he had a restless night too. I was just getting really worried about Muffin, finally she calmed down enough to fall asleep for a while next to me on the settee. I stayed there until Daddy woke up, then climbed into bed with him. Thankfully Muffin stayed on the settee whilst I snuggled Daddy, Morning kisses and play is such fun, Still gentle fun, my back is still sore, Daddy rubbed my rings, finding my button, he went down on it, sucking, flicking, nibbling it, his tongue deep inside my hole, then as he moved his mouth away, his fingers replaced it, I was spiralling into one orgasm after another, that thumb on my clit is just sensational, he gets me every time. One leg was around his waist, one leg over his shoulder, he seems to like this position as he puts me this way often, but I like it too because I can still watch his face and look at those sexy tattoos on his body. I’ve never been turned on by tattoos until I met Daddy. I liked them, but I could either take them or leave them. Sitting up he used one hand to wank himself, the other to rub my button, though I could still hear my rings clinking. I don’t know why that sound turns me on so much but it does. Soon I bagan to reach my highs again, I heard Daddy groan, he does this funny noise, almost like a yelp but not, when he is close to cumming, I can’t describe it anymore than that, but he’s made this funny noise every time he’s been close to cumming. Then his cum flew across my pussy and tummy. We grinned at each other as he leaned forward to kiss me again before getting up. I made the coffee whilst Daddy folded the blankets and put the pillows in the kitchen, he let the air out of the airbed and folded it up, getting it in the box again. We got the living room back in order again, Muffin began panting and running around, unsettled, then we sat down and put a film on. There was no sound yet from the other 2 upstairs so we enjoyed snuggling together. Soon there were little cries coming from upstairs, a few ouches, laughing, so we gathered they were awake. Master had the Drs at 9am, so I had woken him at 8am. Obviously he decided to wake PiggyJ up so they could have a bit of fun. She then messaged me asking me Where was Sir’s coffee ? I gathered by that he wanted his coffee taking upstairs, so I made a cup of tea for Jayne and took them both up. Master was getting dressed then, so I ended up bringing his coffee downstairs again. I asked PiggyJ if she wanted anything, I could tell she was feeling rough from catching Masters cold / manflu. She asked for some pain meds then I told her to go back to sleep. Master left for the Drs then. Daddy and I continued to watch the film, then Master returned.

We spent the morning watching Scream 2 and 3, BORRRIIINNNNGGGG. So I began to write this blog. Master made us all breakfast which was yummie, I made the drinks, but PiggyJ was looking and feeling pretty rough. I think she wanted to curl up in her own bed and just sleep. After the second Scream, Daddy told PiggyJ it was time to go home. Master had to drive them but I asked if they minded if I stayed home and tidied up, plus keep an eye on Muffin. She had started to calm down so I think she was worked up because we had been out a long time yesterday, then we had visitors staying over, she’s a dog that likes her routine and though she loves Daddy, it’s still not the normal routine. Bless her.

So Master drove them both home, he had bought a camera for their bedroom, so they set it up, Master had connected it to his phone so anytime he wanted, he could call out to PiggyJ or Daddy, or talk to them, watch them or take photos and send us them. I think it’s going to be rather amusing. Now he’s tried this one out, I think he will buy one for ours and their living room. Then I suggested one for the kitchen facing the garden as we all know how much Master likes setting outdoor tasks. These cameras will be fun.

So we had a lovely couple of days as our foursome, fun and games was had by all. We’ve not got another day planned apart from Tuesday when Daddy is coming with me to get my piggy tattoo redone. Keeping me brave as I know it’s gonna hurt like hell as the entire thing needs redoing. Plus I have to watch my language too. So watch this space, see if I can get through it with any potty mouth and hopefully I won’t bleed loads so it has to be done for a third time. I’m not very confident about my not swearing during it if I’m honest, I think I will end up with a punishment. But I will try my best as Daddy is with me, maybe I need to take my gag.

Wednesday with Master, Daddy and PiggyJ.

Today Daddy and PiggyJ were coming to our house, staying for lunch and dinner, so almost the whole day together.

There was this impending punishment to have though, I didn’t know if Daddy would do it as soon as he arrived or if he would wait, he said it would be done immediately but I would have to wait and see.

When they arrived everyone had kisses when Daddy said right upstairs now. I looked at him and he just said “ Now.”

Okay so the punishment was being done immediately. I got the camera ready then Daddy said “Right get naked.” I asked if I could keep my boots on as they take so long to take off and he said “Yes, keep your bra on too. How sore is your back ?” He asked, “Ermm yeah not great.” I said honestly. “Okay you lie on the bed today. Get some cushions in the middle then lie over them.” I was told. So getting the cushions ready I lay over them, I heard him rummaging about inside the toy draw, I must admit I was a bit scared at what he would choose, as I know Master had to practice before using some of the toys on me. Things like the lash or whip Daddy would have to ask Master how to use it and understanding how powerful the strike needs to be. Otherwise you could cause a lot of damage. I did ask Daddy but he wouldn’t tell me, I did spot the red flogger coming out. “Right why are we here ?” He asked me. “Cause of my swearing.” I told him. “And how many are you getting ?” He asked. “50,” I said. “Yes and I’m adding another 10 for not sending me my goodnight video last night.” He said. I couldn’t argue with it, it was true I  didn’t send one, I honestly thought I had put a night night in my message as my phone had been playing up, but having checked it, I hadn’t. Daddy rubbed my bottom then suddenly I felt the familiar Jokari on my skin. He started with gentle taps as I began counting, thinking okay, he’s starting gentle then working up. But no, apparently they were warm-ups !!!! As the first whack sent my nerves on fire, my ass was burning, As he then did 10 very hard hts to each cheek. Occasionally my leg would move up or I would move a bit but he said, “Back in position or I start again.” And I believed he would, so I soon got back in position. Then I heard him put the paddle down and I felt the severe, hot thudding strike across me, as the flogger struck me, the ends of each strand whipped my side as I did try to roll slightly to protect it, to no avail. These strokies were so strong, powerful and fast, he soon stopped. “Right, do you want the last quick or slow ?” Daddy asked me. “What is it ?” I asked. “Doesn’t matter what it is. “ I was told, “Quick.” I told him. I thought it was the Jokari again, but when I watched the video, I saw it was the Little Devil. As 5 very hard hits got my sitspot and thighs on each side. I had been very close to crying but tears stayed in but boy, yeah that was some punishment. It will make me think before swearing. Daddy reached over and kissed me, “What are you going to do in the future ?” He asked, “Not swear anymore,” I didn’t say, try not to swear, I did mean not swear but it is very hard when the other 3 swear like anything. But I am going to try very hard. Daddy took pics of my hot, bruised bum then I got. No after-care after punishments, just like Master. But Daddy gave me a hug, told me he loved me, and I said the same then I got dressed and went downstairs.

We had a quick coffee/tea, then Daddy and I had to pop to town. Daddy was getting his PA upgraded from the 2.4mm ring to a 3.2mm ring. I needed a gift card and some birthday cards. As we got a parking space right outside the piercers, we decided to go and see A. After a long chat, we went into the back room, A locked up, then Daddy pulled his pants down and got on the bed. A got everything ready then took the ring out, then he slipped the taper through. Looking at it, you could see there was a lot of the taper on the other side.

Basically the taper is a metal tube starting at the smaller 2.4mm size and moves gradually up to 3.2mm. As you go up each size you use a new taper. Looking at this one, the taper was only about a quarter of the way through. Slowly A started pushing the taper through, watching Daddy’s face as he began wincing in pain. “That stinging ?” A asked, “Yeah a bit,” Daddy replied. “Okay I’m just gonna do it.” A told him, and within a second he pushed the taper to the end, Daddy screamed out that loudly it made me jump. I do kinda wish I had recorded it but I honestly didn’t think he’d be that bothered as he was okay having the PA done originally, but I know how painful stretching really is, A classes it like having a Chinese burn, personally I think the stretching is far worse than the actual piercing. It took quite a few seconds for Daddy to recover from the shock, he had no pain from it, it was just during the initial stretch. Once Daddy was done, A took a look at me new scaffolding bar. I’d go a small spot right next to the hole, on either side of the ear. I thought it was the same as what I had on my labia but A said no, there was a tiny bit of dust/hair/some tiny thing you won’t be able to see, which has got stuck inside the hole and the spot was my body rejecting it. All I needed to do was have hot salted water, as hot as you can cope with, soak some cotton wool and hold it firmly over the spot. The heat of the water will bring the thing out, but I won’t see it come out, the spot will just go. So he didn’t want to put the smaller bar in yet, I have to wait until the spot clears up, but he wasn’t concerned with it. So that was good news. We then went to do the rest of the shopping, Daddy wanted to go to a photograph shop, and got keyrings made with photos of me and PiggyJ and one of the 3 of us when we went to Windermere on Monday. They were lovely.

Back home, Master and PiggyJ were in bed watching the last 5 minutes of a film, so I made everyone coffee/tea, and got everything out for lunch and waited until they came down. After the drinks, I made butties for everyone, of course the dogs were fighting to get the top dog spot next to Daddy, Muffin loves sitting with him.

After lunch Daddy wanted a trip out in Masters kit car, the MEV. PiggyJ messaged me, “Should I ask Sir if we can play whilst they are out?” I immediately said Yes, no needing to think about it, no hesitation, which is really good for me, it shows I’m more comfortable with the idea of playing with another girl and PiggyJ is being so good going my pace as she wants it to be naturally playing, not forced. In the end we chatted downstairs for a bit, she commented about one video on SpankingTube and showed it me. It was one I hadn’t seen, I certainly didn’t remember this one as it was V V V SEVERE. We then decided to go upstairs, she asked if I wanted to go over the covers or under, I said “Over, Master will enjoy watching the video then.” So we lay side by side, chatting about anything and everything, you know what girls are like when they are together, LOL, but I felt so comfortable being naked next to her, touching her and not wanting to move back again. I wish I wasn’t such a prude like this and that I can’t just get together and play. But I’m like that with the guys too. I need the connection to be there first. An fortunately PiggyJ gets that.

Then we heard the car arrive and soon Daddy came up to see us, then Master arrived. “Oh playing on the bed are we ?” He said, “Well no, we’ve just been chatting really.” PiggyJ said. “Oh well, better change that then, let’s get naked and join them.” Master said as he and Daddy stripped off. Master began playing with PiggyJ, then Daddy sat between my legs, fingers quickly pushing inside me, turning, flicking inside me, making me so close to cumming. “Get a pad from under the bed Daddy,” I murmured, as he climbed down, finding the pads that are always kept there, telling me to lift up so he could put the pad under me bum. Then those thick magic fingers soon connected to that spot that sends me squirting. I heard Master tell PiggyJ that I may enjoy some canoodling whilst I was being played with. “She may not want canoodling, it may spoil the fun.” PiggyJ said. “Go on, give it a try.” Master told her. So PiggyJ reached towards me and we began kissing, just when I came the first time, I could hear my squirt splosh against Daddy’s fingers and hand, but he kept going, his thumb rubbing my sensitive clit, tingling and burning with desire. Daddy slowed down a bit, enough to get my breath back, but all the while his fingers continued to explore whilst I enjoyed kissing PiggyJ. I felt a hand play with my nipple and thought it was PiggyJ but it was Master, it just felt too gentle to be him, looking up I saw it was Master, who was enjoying watching me squirt once more. God how I love to squirt. Daddy took the wet mat away and replaced it with another which was soon getting filled again. I must say it was pretty amazing canoodling with PiggyJ with Master watching, and Daddy making me cum, over and over, squirt after squirt. Until I was spent, well until my back could not cope anymore.

Then it was mine and Daddy’s turn to watch Master and PiggyJ have a bit of fun. Well it was Master slapping her really hard all over her body, Every time she covered one area after a slap, he would slap the free area again. These were only play slaps, but Daddy had a look on his face that said he wasn’t comfortable watching her get smacked.  I asked him, but he said he was fine, but honestly I don’t think he liked it, even though PiggyJ was laughing and ouching at the same time. He doesn’t like seeing her in pain. But they were having fun even though her body had crimson patches all over her, her sides, thighs, inner thighs, boobs, tummy, then he tried to get a full handprint on her tummy and succeeded twice.

Watching it, I was glad it wasn’t me though Master has enjoyed doing that to me, and you need more hands to protect your body. But I was wincing with every hit. PiggyJ can certainly take a lot of pain.

When Master finally was too tired to continue he stopped, we chatted for a minute then got up and dressed so Master could make dinner.

Gammon, fried egg, pineapple and chips for them, lamb chops and chips for me.

I did keep asking Master if he wanted help but he said no, I knew my job will be cleaning up later. Which is fine, Master cooks, I clean up.

Dinner was delicious, Muffin was sat next to Daddy as usual until we finished eating. I had bought some cakes but I must admit, they were not very impressive which was a shame but it was a shop I’ve never been too before but was recommended. I won’t be going back there again.

After dinner we watched a film, well, I fell asleep snuggled into Daddy, even though Master had said it was bedtime, I wasn’t going to bed when they were all downstairs, I’d rather fall asleep on Daddy. As usual I woke up to the end of the film, when Daddy and PiggyJ going home. Daddy told me to go straight to bed, I said I would but just wanted to put the dishwasher on, he said well straight to bed after that. Then they went home. It had been another lovely day with us all together, and having some fun altogether on the bed. I did quickly load up the dishwasher on, put it on then got ready for bed. Ten minutes later I was fast asleep.

Saturday night away.

I packed a good selection of toys, ones I knew Master would like, and some I thought Daddy would like. My plan or hope was to get the punishment done then later have some spanking / fun later. So I added the crop, Giant and Little Devil, the evil loopy and jokari and bath brush. A dildo, nipple clamps, pinwheel, body paints and crayons, my bite gag and selfie stick. Master wanted the tens machine and internal tens plug and I was told to bring my soap. Master packed the body harness, I packed my new baby girl pyjamas and slippers, my hairbrush and some aftercare cream, Daddy said he will do aftercare whether it’s a punishment or play, whereas Master doesn’t do aftercare when it’s a punishment.

I’d been shopping for some wine and bought a selection of goodies for us all, incase we wanted a snack later on.

I packed Little Minxs teddy, Daddy said to bring my pillows, I packed more puppy pads, no way was I going to squirt on the settee again, I would have to stop myself and get some out or just have them on the floor ready. Now Daddy can make me squirt I knew it would happen a lot. Which of course was fanfuckingtastic, ( Sorry Daddy. ) I needed to make sure we had everything for the morning, both our medications, wash bag, makeup. It felt like we should have packed a suitcase for the one night.

We needed a better bag that fit the toys better so we didn’t have to hide the handles from E, not that he would notice really but we still had to be careful.

So we left around 3pm, the journey felt quicker this time or maybe it was because Master knew his way, even though the sat nav was on. Master reversed up the drive and we got the bags etc out, J was at the door naked waiting for us. Daddy was naked in the living room. We got everything sorted, wine in the fridge, then J made Master a coffee and Daddy made one for me.

We chatted for a while then Daddy said he thought it felt very hot, and it was a hot, stuffy, humid day again, then Master realised I was still dressed, so I was instructed to get myself naked.

The dress and bra came off, when Master said to J, “Let’s get this punishment over with.” I think she may have grumbled but I’m not entirely sure. At the moment, J is following the rules very well, replying correctly to Master, Daddy is too. Master does often comment how I don’t reply correctly like they do. When we arrived, we found out we hadn’t packed the cans of lemonade, or the pads for the tens machine, apparently it was my fault and I was to just admit it, even though I reckoned it was both our faults but I was to apologise. We were in front of J and Daddy, I know I should have just apologised but I did feel we were both responsible for forgetting them, when I said nothing he gave me a hard, sharp slap across my cheek, I was showing him up in front of his new subs, so behind gritted teeth, I apologised for not packing the lemonade.

I know Master doesn’t like me showing him up.

Anyway, Master got the Little Devil paddle and him and J went upstairs to do her punishment. She had managed to earn herself 50 swats in the week. It wasn’t long before we heard the paddle hitting skin. Now naturally I’m not going to say to Daddy, are you going to get this punishment out of the way, so we just snuggled and chatted until Daddy finally said, “Right let’s get this done.” I got the Jokari, sorted the selfie stick and got my phone ready to video it, I think I had it too far back as you can see faces, I’ve got to see if Master will let me upload it or if it needs editing, I’m hoping we can just upload it, as it takes Master a while to edit it, I don’t know how to do it.

So Daddy was sat at the edge of the settee, “Right there’s no need to go over this again, you know what you did, don’t you ?” He asked me. “Yes Daddy,” I replied. “Now over my knee.” “Over both knees ?” I asked, “No, just the one,” As I bent over, he used his other leg to lock my legs together.

As I’m a known brat, there was something missing with this punishment and I was not going to say anything. Daddy had said I was to have a wet, sudsy bar of soap in my mouth for all the swearing I had done, but I wasn’t going to tell him, so I didn’t, even though the soap was in the bag.

Daddy rubbed my bottom, squeezing it, warming it up, then he began spanking me. And he has a very hard hand smack. He would smack, hold his hand still on my cheeks then give it a hard squeeze and rub. The smacks continued, in the same way and I could tell my ass was blossoming and becoming hot. He lectured me on why his little girl would not use bad language again, His hard slaps were certainly starting to sting, then he placed the Jokari on my cheeks, “How many have you got left ?” Daddy asked. I lifted my head up, trying to twist around, “What ! I’ve not been counting, you didn’t tell me to count.” I’d no idea how many he had done. He said “You’ve had 15, 30 left.” This may not be the accurate number but it’s as close as I remember. This is why I try to do the blogs on the same day or at least the following day, so I can remember everything. Anyway, Daddy started with the paddle and boy, it hurt, starting with 5 on one cheek, then 5 on the other cheek. Then alternating as I began to squirm around, he hooked his leg over my legs tightly again, his other arm held my waist firmly, I couldn’t wriggle to get away. Daddy then asked if I wanted 5 done quickly, I said yes, but do I need to count, Daddy said no, he would do it. But having 5 quick hard swats in one go hurt like s**t, then he did 5 on the other cheek. We got to the last 2 and Daddy asked for it to be quick, so I said yes please. The final 2 felt very painful, my eyes watered as I climbed off his knee, Daddy hugged me tightly and kissed me, I know he doesn’t like punishing me, not like Master, he does have a sadistic side but no where near as much as Master, but I need him to understand how much I need the severe punishment. Or even a seriously hard, fun spanking, it gives me a release, I suppose a bit like when I’ve squirted, I feel me again, I feel awake and alive again.

But I think Daddy is realizing this side of me.

I got the cream out of my bag, Daddy took some photos of my bum and then I lay across Daddy’s lap as he rubbed cream in. once it was done I snuggled into him, kissed and cuddled, ( Flip, I’m getting turned on just writing this. I wanna be over his knee again. )

But he’s made it clear he will NOT spank me as a punishment. This shocked me I will be honest, but he knows I would misbehave to get one. I think he doesn’t feel he could spank me as severely as Master, though he has said when we talked about my past misadventures from my blog, that if that happened now, he would be round like a shot and spank me so severely I wouldn’t sit down for weeks, not just days. I’m not sure that would really happen, but he promised it would.

After a minute or so J and Master came down, J was dressed but walking rather awkwardly, We had heard a few cries out from J during her 50 swats, I asked if Master took photos but he said he couldn’t because his phone was downstairs so I said oh they need to be seen. By looking on J’s face, I knew it hurt. And the bruises were extreme, not as bad as last weeks but the fresh bite marks right on her bruises looked awful. He took the photos then asked to check my bottom, he wanted to make sure Daddy had done a good job, and he said he was impressed. We chatted about the bruises whilst J hitched up her panties and jeans and I put my bra and dress on, I’m very pleased I don’t wear panties or any trousers anymore.

Master then decided it was time to get Daddy’s 10 swats done, before we went out for dinner so they went upstairs, me and J

chatted, it’s nice for us just to get some time alone, getting to know each other and we always end up making sure we were both happy, which we were, I’d like some more girl time so we can have a good chat, I know she can be a brat, Daddy has said he could see us both getting into serious trouble because of brattiness or moodiness.

I mean, ME MOODY, I don’t know what he means………….

Suddenly we heard a very loud scream from upstairs, J said, “Sir’s biting him, I bet that’s what that is. “ I agreed, I knew Master was enjoying biting J and Daddy, I can only cope with some biting, J and Daddy seem to cope better with much harder bites, then there was another screech. We did giggle but look shocked at the same time, I’ve not heard Daddy scream that loud. Then it went quiet upstairs, they must have been having a good chat, which is good when they can just talk as G and R, not Master and Daddy. Eventually they came downstairs, Daddy revealled his bruised bum, but the 2 bite marks right on the worst bruises were very shocking, no wonder he screamed. Photos were taken and Daddy got dressed, then we got ready to go out for dinner. The car journey was very hard for J, every bump hit her bruises and if I was truly honest, I was a little jealous coz my marks were almost gone now and after the spanking, there wasn’t much discomfort. But maybe I’m just a bit nuttie to be wanting to feel them, okay, yes I am, I love the feel, the look, feel proud of them, but also reminds me of what I did wrong.

On the way to the pub from the carpark, Daddy opened my car door, helped me out, I’d forgotten my walking stick so I linked arms with him, I made sure I walked carefully, especially walking up the steps, I lose a bit of confidence without my stick, worrying I may trip over and feel unsteady. But again Daddy, like Master, showed me how much of an old fashioned true gentleman he is, opening the door for me, pulling the chair out, pushing me in, handing me the menu before getting his, giving the waiter my order for food and drink first. Making sure I still looked decent even though I was sat bare on the chair, like Daddy told me to do.

We enjoyed a nice meal, just chilling out and chatting, it felt very comfortable.

The spikey mat we ordered came just before we left that afternoon, but it was very big, I hadn’t brought it with me, Master said it wasn’t suitable. So I was relieved to not have to sit on it.

A few days later when I was meeting Daddy, I showed him the mat and he said he wanted to keep it, thinking a seamstress would be able to cut it in half and sew it neatly. I told him I didn’t want the foam inside, Daddy said no, it would be too uncomfortable. I said, Daddy it’s supposed to be uncomfortable, you wanted me to sit on it during the meal as a punishment, it shouldn’t be cushioned. Daddy said, well okay, if that’s what you think, then take the foam out and get it cut in half, he can have one half at his house, I can have mine here. He said there were a couple of seamstresses where he lived so he would take it for me.

Anyway, poor J did look uncomfortable sitting down, Daddy didn’t look too bad, but Master had ensured he got the sit spot on J’s bottom. Daddy didn’t know about this area, being called the sit spot and that it was that area that got spanked the hardest, as that’s where you felt it the most after the spanking. Master told him to lift the buttocks up. then you can aim for the sit spot perfectly. That’s the best area to spank. Daddy listened carefully to this, understanding it, he looked at me and nodded, I knew he had taken this in.

When we got back, Daddy, J and I stripped off, we got some drinks sorted, the others had a fireball shot, I didn’t want one just then, I was quite full and I must admit I felt very tired. But we listened to some music and chatted. Then Master and J said they were going to bed to watch a movie, saying night to Daddy and I.

Once they went, Daddy decided to get the airbed blown up, we snuggled and kissed whilst we waited but it was taking forever. Daddy had a pump that takes batteries and soon we realised the batteries were finished. Daddy said he would go and get some, so quickly got dressed, hopped on his motorbike and 5 minutes later he returned with new batteries, these blew the mattress up very quickly then. Daddy had to buy the airbed and a sheet to cover it, and we had a thick throw blanket and my snuggily to keep us warm. little minxs teddy and my Doodoo were on my pillow. So we were sorted. Then it was time for more fun.

This time we had permission from Master saying that Daddy could give me oral, fingers were allowed but I wasn’t allowed to give him a blowjob or to have full sex yet.

So it was a progression, but we were both looking forward to the time we would be allowed to do what we want.

Daddy told me to lie down on the settee as he climbed on top of me, kissing me deeply, tongues playing around, tasting each other, running tongues over teeth, nibbling lips. Daddy sucked on my nipples, teeth leaving slight bites on them, making me flinch. He snuggled my neck, kissing, nibbling me then my ear. I just love this area being touched, my pussy throbbed as he nibbled my neck, I felt myself getting wet, desperate for his touch.

He moved down my body, fingers finding my soggy pussy. He fingered me and it felt awesome. Soon I felt myself build up, but I would not let him get me to squirt on the settee again, trying to close my legs, he kept opening them. “I need a mat Daddy, I can’t squirt on the settee again,” I told him, “It doesn’t matter “ Daddy said, but I couldn’t. Quickly I got up, fetched 2 mats from the bag, opened one out on the settee then lay down again. It didn’t take long before I reached that point again, I released my cum, hearing his fingers squelch around as he continued finger fucking me.

( Sorry Daddy. ) I held Daddy’s cock, gently tickling his balls and cock, my fingernails scratching harder sometimes, over his head, hearing him groan, his eyes shut as he enjoyed this, I really wanted to taste him, but I knew Master would be very angry if we broke his rules. So I hope I managed to still do things right so Daddy enjoyed it.

Daddy went down to lick and suck my clit, finding that spot that gets me going again. His tongue delved deep inside my vagina, sucking, nibbling, fingers still teasing my clit, my rings clinking together, that sound always turns me on. Fingers and tongue pushed into my holes, my clit was continually tickled, my eyes closed as I rolled my head side to side, building up to another orgasm, this felt more desperate, more needy, as I thrust my hips up, greedily pushing more of his fingers inside. I love how he reaches over to kiss me whilst his fingers still did their magic, I grazed his chest with my nails, hips, legs and pelvic area, sometimes teasing him by reaching for his cock and balls, plus that space from ass to balls. Daddy’s fingers worked harder, thrusting deeper, then he changed direction, finding the spot that gets me cumming violently. The guttural, deep noises coming out of my mouth indicated to Daddy that I was close to cumming again. I soon felt a small release, before I squirted like a tap going on full. I felt like it would never end, even when I finished squirting, he fingers continued to thrust deeper. I cupped his balls massaging them, playing with his hard cock, I had to really focus, it was Daddy’s turn now for his release, wanking him off, Daddy took over for a bit so I teased his balls and towards his ass, I loved hearing him groan once more, a deeper groan, faster thrusts of fingers meeting faster thrusts of my hips, hands swapping so I could wank him, desperate to have his cock inside me, or in my mouth. I felt his hot sweet pre-cum ooze out of his head as I rubbed it over his cock. Then his hot cum shot out over my tummy. Daddy lent forward to kiss me, his tongue dancing with mine. “Do you want more babygirl ?” Daddy asked. “Not yet.” I said quietly. He started laughing when I said not yet. We stood up, I folded the pad and Daddy took it to the bin, I cleaned myself up and we got a drink. Snuggling on the settee we found a film to watch, it hadn’t been on long. There was a problem with Daddy’s wifi so he didn’t think he could go on NetFlix.

After a while I started to hear some deeper breathing and a very faint snoring, but as soon as I looked at Daddy, he opened his eyes. I was kinda tired as well but wanted to watch the film, but after hearing him snoring again, and realising it was midnight and the film was going to be on at least another 30 minutes, I asked Daddy if we should go to bed.

So, we tidied up, and got into bed. Daddy wrapped the blanket over me, leaving my snuggily near me, Little Minxs was tucked under my arm, my Doodoo was on the side. I wanted to try using it but didn’t, not sure why but I will. Daddy spooned me, snuggiling close which was lovely. Eventually Daddy went into a deeper sleep and then he rolled over. I snuggled further then went to sleep.

I slept well, I think it was about 6’ish when I started to wake, Daddy woke up not long after that, but I was still in that half asleep mode where you really don’t want to open your eyes and get up. Daddy got up to go to the toilet then snuggled into bed again. “Morning babygirl.” He said, “Morning Daddy,” I said, his arms snaked around my body, turning me onto my back. He rolled on top of me and bent down and kissed me. I felt his cock twitch between my legs, I felt my hips try to grind towards him, desperate for his cock to be thrust into me, but rules were rules. Daddy moved himself away from temptation, choosing to suck my clit instead, which of course I’m not gonna complain. He delved his tongue inside me, oh God, I just couldn’t get enough, then fingers pushed inside, hard thrusts. My pussy felt sore from all the play the night before, but morning sex was fantastic, I wanted to cum again and cum hard. That’s exactly what I did as Daddy worked his magic, sending me rolling into another orgasm, my eyes rolled, my head rolled and deep, deep grunts sounding strange were coming from my mouth.  “Oh jeez Oh F*** “ I mumbled, my subconscious keeping me from actually saying the swear word. But I wasn’t sure Daddy heard anyway. “Oh Daddy,” I stuttered, my voice getting more frantic, “Cum for me babygirl,” Within that second, I began squirting, all over the bed sheet, Daddy continued until I really was spent, I was sure all the cum inside me was gone for now. Daddy chuckled as he watched me come down from a very very high ledge, but he was still enjoying finger fucking me. ( Sorry Daddy. )

His play became more intense, his cock now like rock, dancing around my pussy, “Oh God, we can’t,” I mumbled, grabbing his cock, rubbing his head with my thumb, we kissed long and hard, again feeling his cock near me, wanting him to pound it into me, roll me over and fuck my ass, but these fucking rules were killing us. (Sorry Daddy.)

But he slipped his cock over my clit, rubbing it over me, thrusting himself over me but not inside, fingers explored once more, my hand traced his tattoos, watching them move as his muscles hardened, they looked incredibly sexy. I heard Daddy start to grunt, more roughly and took over wanking himself until he had cum over my pussy. Oh God I hope we can have sex next time, do whatever we want. Daddy reached down and kissed me again. Snuggling up close, lying on the wet bed, but we didn’t care.

Suddenly the sound of the bed creaking and rocking above us made us start giggling. “Oh sounds like Master and Jayne are awake, better get the breakfast on. Want a coffee baby ?” Daddy asked, “Oh yes please Daddy.” I said.

So whilst Daddy started preparing the coffee and breakfast, I let the plug out of the air bed, gave the bed sheet to Daddy, and got a cloth to dry the air bed a bit. I folded the throws, putting them on the pillows to take upstairs, I put my pillows to one side, with Little Minxs teddy. Then came into the kitchen, Daddy had just made my coffee. “Can I help ?” I asked. “You could take the drinks to the others,” Daddy told me. So I took their drinks up, the creaking bed had stopped so we thought it was safe to go up without disturbing them. Giving them their cups of coffee I gave Master a good morning kiss, and left them to watch TV. I came back to the kitchen and started the washing up for Daddy, even though Daddy told me to go in the living room to watch TV, I didn’t like the idea of Daddy doing everything. Soon breakfast was ready, just when Master came downstairs. “I can’t eat all that breakfast,” He said, “Only half, can I put half on another plate? “ He asked. Daddy passed me a plate and I moved over what Master wanted then I carried his and J’s plate upstairs. As I was leaving, Master asked if he could have brown sauce, well no actually he said, “ Where’s the brown sauce ? ” “I will go and get some Master,” I said politely, “I should think so, you know I can’t have breakfast without it.” Master told me as I left the room. I returned to the kitchen, asking Daddy if he had brown sauce, “Oh yes, I bought some in for him,” He got the bottle, took the seal off and handed it to me. So I took it up, waited until Master put some on his plate then returned to the kitchen, putting it away. By this time Daddy had got our breakfast nearly completed, he plated up and took it in the living room.

Daddy found us a film to watch, so we watched that eating a lovely breakfast even though it was big. Once we had eaten, we snuggled back on the settee, I started to do my lines that Master told me I still had to do, but soon put the notebook and pencil down so I could snuggle into Daddy more. We were just enjoying this coziness when the bed started creaking again. “Blimey, are they still at it, J will have broken Master at this rate.” We both giggled, just how many times had they had sex during the night, I wondered.

Eventually it stopped, and a while later they both came downstairs, J had a shower so came down in a towel, the film had just finished so Daddy and I got dressed, Daddy was concerned with the time as his parents would be dropping their son off soon.

We packed everything away in the car and said our goodbyes, thanking them both for a lovely night and that we would do it again soon, then left. It really was a lovely night and I hope there will be many more and that Daddy and I can play more too.

Cursing is a habit.

I had no idea how much cursing I do / did before Daddy made this rule of No Cursing from his little girl.

I’m not going to lie, this has been / is a very hard rule as the words slip out before I’ve even realised what I’ve said.

Last night we had a discussion………

Messing with Master whilst he made the dinner, he told me to shove something up my arse………..me being me retaliated and repeated it to Master. This earned me a spanking from him and a discussion with Daddy about the word arse.

Was it a swear word ?

I didn’t think it was, Daddy thought it was.

Then the discussion continued with Daddy asking if I really didn’t think it was a bad word.

I kept saying no, I asked Master and he said it was.

I still didn’t believe him. Until Master produced a list of what was a swear word. And arse was classed as a mild swear word.

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So Daddy asked again.

I said, well I wouldn’t have been allowed to say it when I was a kid. But I guess I will have to accept it’s a swear word.

In truth, I didn’t really think it was a swear word, maybe a bit of a naughty word, but not actually a swear word. Now I know.

I then asked Daddy if I still had to tell him every time I did swear.

He replied, Yes. We agreed on everything and complete honesty.

I said, Oookkkkaaaayyyy.

Have you said something else little minxs ? He asked.

I ignored the comment, I didn’t want to own up.

14 minutes later, he asked again.

Again I ignored the message. My guilt was growing, making me feel sick, worried about the consequences, upset about disappointing Daddy, not owning up, but becoming a bit stubborn, not wanting to own up, so I never spoke to Daddy again.

Until, 56 minutes later when I finally just messaged Daddy.

Daddy replied quickly, asking if I was not speaking to him or if he had upset me.

I told him, he had not upset me.     Let’s face it, Daddy could never actually upset me, I was being a brat and Daddy was more worried about me being upset with him than me being a total brat.

He asked, if I was in a mood. So I said, A guilty mood yes.

Let’s be honest now Little minxs, what have you said ? He asked.

May have said bloody a few times and sh*t to a fly in the house, I told him, I’ll admit I wrote it very sulkily.

But whilst we went through the non speaking period I started looking for something.

A good friend on SpankingTube is writing a second novel, only on the Tube though, I’ve said many times it’s too good not to publish, but she’s just happy to keep it there. She often comes up with some very good ideas, the punishments in her books are Extreme and so are the sex scenes. But one idea she came up with made me think. Here’s the scene in the book briefly, the Dom was away, whilst his sub and daughter remained at home. He has secret cameras all over the house, and caught his sub breaking a rule. She had to self spank harshly, whilst he watched then when it was dinner time, she was to take her red spikey mat and sit on it during dinner. He watched making sure she put her bare bottom fully on the mat.

So this got me thinking, you all know by now I watch a video or read something, that sounds really nasty, I end up buying something as similar to the one I had just seen or read. And I thought the idea of a spikey mat may stop my bad language.

So I looked up online if there was something that could work. I found this.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Yogi-Bare%C2%AE-Acupressure-Massage-Wellness-Relaxation/dp/B018QQ4WO4/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8-2id=1534445239&sr=8-2&keywords=spikey+mat

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It is long, 74cm-43cm, but you could either just drape it over a chair, hoping no one will spot it or fold it in half. Daddy has already told me I’m to sit bare on the chair when we go out for our meal, so I imagine he will just say drape it over the chair to give me total humiliation.

I showed Daddy, telling him this could be an idea that will help me break this swearing habit. If I ordered it there and then, it will arrive on Saturday so hopefully arrive before we leave to go to Daddy’s.

As usual, I’m sure I will end up wondering why on earth I showed Daddy and why on earth I ordered one.

By the time it was ordered I was late going to bed, so I had to do a quick goodnight message to him and a sorry.

He replied, telling me he wasn’t cross but was upset that I didn’t own up straightaway.

This got me feeling so guilty and upset, I’d disappointed him and it’s the last thing I’d ever want to do, for Daddy or Master. I went to bed and hugged Little Minxs teddy, tears filling my eyes.

For me words hurt a lot more than a spanking. I went to sleep feeling awful, woke up feeling the same.

We did our good morning messages, I told Daddy I felt very guilty and upset, I admitted I swore no more than 4 times on both days, I’d deserve and except my punishment and will try extra hard to stop swearing.

Daddy replied, saying, he still loved me and was still proud of me because he knows I am trying. With regards to my punishment, instead of wearing my bite gag, during my 45 swats with the jokari paddle, I will have a bar of soapy soap in my mouth instead.

 

So it’s all forgotten, I’m going to try super hard today, well all the time, Daddy is still proud of me for owning up, even if I didn’t there and then, but the main thing is, Daddy is okay, we will video chat at lunch time, mainly because I just needed to make sure he had forgiven me, even though he’s said it in the messages.

So my spanking will be horrendous and going for the meal will be even worse as my tender, raw skin sits on those spikes. But if it makes me stop then it’s worth the pain.

I know Daddy reads my blogs so I’m making a formal apology to him.     Daddy, I’m really sorry for saying those curse words, and even more sorry for not admitting it like I’ve always done in the past. I’m sorry I upset you but deserve the punishment and I will take it the best I can. I will try much harder not to swear, Daddy. I promise. XXXXXXX

 

Here’s the chart Master found online about all the swear words used and what grade they are, I will say I didn’t know some of the words listed. But I don’t intend to use any of them.

 

Meet Daddy, J, me and Little Minxs teddy.

Sleeping with my Little Minxs.

Meet Daddy, love his smile on the photo, he looks really cheeky there.

Me, Little Minxs and my doodoo.

Here’s Daddy again.

The morning after J’s first punishment from Master for lying.

Do you like my pigtails ? I call them bunches but not sure what’s the correct name for them. On our way for our first play.

Here’s the birth certificate you get when you buy a bear from the Build A Bear shop.

Daddy marking my maths.

Daddy’s first punishment from Master for not giving me my due punishment, so Master had to do it.