Got my butt spanked

Got my butt spanked last time as I accused Master of lying twice yesterday, he does not like to called a liar ever. As he never lies.

I couldn’t find 2 different things, thinking Master had moved them, to wind me up so I go looking for ages. They were actually where I left them.

Instead of asking him to help me look, or did he see where I put it, or just looking more, I told Master he musta done it. Unfortunately for me, I was wrong. And I deserved this spanking.

Master has now decided morning spankings will resume as he thinks I’m in need of it.

Last night I was bent over the bed whilst the Giant Devil walloped my ass.

This morning I was over his knee, whilst the Little Devil walloped my ass.

Daddy’s book. Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s book. Rayanna the very naughty mouse.

Chapter 11.

Diago entered the office, Rayanna was still stood in the corner, he cleared the office desk then got the key out of a drawer to open the cupboard. He pulled out the school strap, loopy, high impact cane and the lash, then picked the lexan too. Putting them on top of the cupboard, he pulled out the small stool and placed it in front of the office chair.

“Rayanna come here, take your shorts and panties off, fold them neatly on the chair over there then sit on this stool. Now !” He ordered. Rayanna slowly did as she was told, pulling her shorts down she folded them neatly, then slowly did the same with her panties. Before going to sit on the stool. She stretched her legs out, her body slumped as she folded her arms. “Young lady, put your legs together, knees up and hands on your knees, like you would do sitting on a chair.” Diago ordered. Rayanna threw him a filthy look but did as she was told. Defiantly, she sat and stared at him.

“I honestly don’t know what to say to you, there I am, sat with my friends when I get this phone call to tell me you’ve been shoplifting. I felt ashamed of you, embarrassed as all my mates listened to what PC Splintier told me. How could you do something like that, Pappa and Mamma have brought you up properly, you know right from wrong, did Suquie lead you on ? Did she ? Not that that’s any consolation because you know it’s wrong, it’s against the law to steal. And you know that. Nevermind stealing £200 from Pappa’s office. You’re not even allowed in here.” The lecture continued as Rayanna switched off, closed her ears to the droning as it went on and on and on, just making the appropriate noises to show she was listening, or not. The one thing she repeatedly said was she was not encouraged, told to, made to steal by Suquie. She had watched Suquie steal a lipstick so she had copied it. She wasn’t going to get Suquie into more trouble. She was her best friend and best friends do not rat on each other.

Diago could tell she was not listening, there was no remorse, no sign of feeling guilty, just defiance. “Stand up and bend over the desk. I will tell you that Pappa has told me to punish you as he would and will. And he has told me to ensure you won’t sit down for at least a week. Regardless of the bruises and state your backside is in now.” This piece of information shocked Rayanna as she stopped in her tracks. “No, you can’t do that and what you mean would and will?” She whined. “Oh I can and I am as Pappa has told me too. And the would / will…….well you don’t think Pappa is not going to punish you and I’m sure Cara will have something to say too. For now I am to punish you as if you were my daughter, now BEND OVER.” He ordered, loudly. He grabbed her ear and pushed her down over the front of the desk. “You move, I will tie you to the desk. Hold your tail.” Rayanna’s hands just reached the edge of the desk and her feet were on their tiptoes. Diago walked around to see the state of Rayanna’s bottom, it was already full of purple bruises so he went over to get some cream and rubbed some over her cheeks. Feeling her flinch at his touch.

Taking a towel out of the cupboard, he dried his hands and went over to pick up the strap and the lecturing began once more. During this time, her ass was getting a beating. Diago pounded her backside and legs, just as his father told him too. Rayanna was struggling to control herself, gripping the edge of the desk, her legs wobbled as she bit her lip to stop the tears from flowing. 

More cream was applied giving Rayanna a chance to breath and try to relax but not for long. She saw the loopy before the first strike and began to plead with Diago, please don’t use that. But her pleading fell on deaf ears, in the end she began to roll away from the strikes. 

“Right I told you what will happen if you move.” He bent down, grabbed one leg and locked her ankle to the foot of the desk with handcuffs. Rayanna had no idea where the cuffs came from, he hadn’t had them in his hand but there he was on the other leg, she could not move her legs at all, Only the tip of her big toe actually touched the floor, then he grabbed a wrist and that was quickly locked to an iron ring at the front of the desk. Repeating the same to her other arm. There was no possibility of her moving anywhere.

“Now 1 thing I cannot believe with this whole situation about you shoplifting is, this was your first try at it, or so you say, now I imagine if you were trying it for the first time, you’d be nervous, so for example, if it was me, I’d be shitting myself so may steal 1 or 2 things but you, you steal 26 items. Were you feeling so cocky you couldn’t be caught or have you stolen in the past ?” Diago asked as he continued to lecture her. “I’m waiting for an answer Rayanna!” He coldly said before whipping her with the loopy. Rayanna screeched out in pain, trying to answer between crying and coughing. He went to the mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, lifting it to her mouth carefully, she gulped it down. “Slowly, Ray, don’t choke.” He wiped her hair away from her face and sat down so they could look at each other face to face. “So…….” He waited patiently. “W….w…..when me an Suq was about 9 we took some sweets from the sweet shop but it was no more than 3 times and we only took 1 sweet. I never even thought about it again coz I felt so guilty bout it, Today Suq told me she has been stealing stuff for a few years, I was gobsmacked D, I mean I’m with her all the time but she’s never told me, I’ve never seen her do it before today. She’s had new stuff but she gets pocket money like I do plus earns extra doing jobs so I just presumed she’d paid for it. I didn’t realise I’d took so much, we just went from shop to shop, I put the odd thing in, I honestly had no idea it was so much an I’ve no idea how she stole some clothes. Most stuff has alarms on ‘em.” Diago studied her sister’s face whilst she spoke to him and he thought, felt she was telling him the truth.

“Okay well 26 items is a hell of a lot. I may not be so mad with you if it had been 2 or 3 and I’m sure Pappa will say the same thing. You know I’ve had to tell him, you know you will be punished by him but more importantly you will have to gain his trust again. There’s no question that me, Cara, who by the way doesn’t know what has happened yet, but me, Cara, Mamma and Pappa, we are going to be watching you like a hawk. You’ve lied to me, Cara and you’ve disappointed us and Pops and Mamma. You will not be left alone again for a long, long time. So 26 items, this will equal 26 swats with loopy, the high impact cane then the lexan. I want you to count, 1 It is wrong to steal, I will never steal again. Do you understand ?” Diago’s voice seemed to boom at her yet she knew he wasn’t shouting. All Rayanna heard was 26 with those evil implements. “Yes Sir,” she replied, her voice tiny.

When Diago began, Rayanna tried her hardest not to cry out, the pain was the worst she had ever felt, her bottom was already covered in purple bruises before this new punishment began, she had to dig deep inside herself to deal with it. But by the time he was half way with the loopy, her tears fell freely, betraying her determination not to cry. She had made a few mistakes with counting the strokes but luckily Diago let her off, usually her father would give you an extra stroke for getting it wrong. She certainly didn’t believe it was because he was slightly softer than Pappa. 

And she was not wrong, when he changed to the cane, he said, “You had better count properly this time because you will get an extra stroke for each wrong number.” 

The first stroke took her breath away, straight across her sit spot, catching her happy spot too. Quickly she counted, saying the correct thing, as the cane repeated its severe assault off the same area. Rayanna began to scream, sob and shake but she did well getting through the 26 with only 1 wrong count. There were now deep welts over her cheeks, welts over her legs, many of them bleeding now. Diago wasn’t surprised she began to bleed so quickly after the amount of punishments she had had over the last 2 months. He hoped Cara would not want to physically punish her too tomorrow, but that was up to her.

Diago gave Rayanna some water, wiped her face giving her time to calm down again. “It’s nearly over Ray, you’re being a good girl and taking your punishment well. Continue this please.” He told her gently. Unfortunately, this only made her mad, her defiance began to stew inside her, feeling that Diago was treating her like a little girl. This defiance came out in her voice as she counted the strokes with that evil lexan paddle. And Diago heard it immediately. The lexan came down harder, still her voice sounded more defiant, she hadn’t screamed, cried out, and not a single tear was shed. Christ she is one tough kid, he thought to himself. He swatted her across one leg, the edge of the paddle hit her happy spot, this made Rayanna whimper, so he hit her on the alternate side, repeated this for 10 strokes, still her defiance hadn’t dissipated. Her hands fisted, he could see her gritting her teeth, a look of determination shocked him, after all this spanking she was still fighting it. There was not 1 wrong count during this set of 26 as she lay across Pappa’s desk, “Can you untie me now?” She said, the brazenness in her voice, her expression shocked him but made him mad.

He hoped he wouldn’t need to get the lash but now, seeing her insolence, he was going to. He grabbed some scissors out of a drawer in the desk, went round and cut her shirt away. Rayanna screeched at her brother, cursing and yelling, “If you’re going to pretend to be a tough girl, acting like an adult, you can have a whipping like an adult would, like Mamma would, maybe then you will realise you are still a little girl Rayanna. Take that insolent look of your face right now and if you curse at me once more you will get a soaping too.” 

Diago walked to the cupboard and picked out the lash, he’d used it a couple of times with an ex-girlfriend but he wasn’t experienced in it. Either way, he would use it and show her what happens when she continues to be so defiant. He started off by lecturing her once more, his stern  voice seemed to be getting through to her, that and the fear of his lash thing Diago talked about. 

Holding the end of the lash, Diago whipped it across her back, Rayanna screamed, it’s tongue tore at her sides, catching her breasts. The sharpness shocked Rayanna, making her gasp for air, her fingers stretched out wide as she clenched her body. Diago continued to whip her, 10 on the left side, 10 on the right side. The edge of the lash caused welts, some cut her skin, breaking it and making her bleed. But he was relentless until he saw the defiance dissolve, her body gave way to the onslaught, slumping over the desk, Ray’s tears began to fall and she sobbed, harsh, deep, guttural sounds came from her throat. Diago stopped immediately, and unlocked all the cuffs but Rayanna stayed over the desk, all anger had subsided and she just lay, collapsed, unable to move.

Carefully Diago lifted her into his arms and carried her to her bedroom. She clung to him, crying into his shirt. He could feel it was already wet from her tears, slobber and probably snot. Normally he would be grossed out by this but now, he wasn’t bothered. He gently lay her on the bed, “I’m just going to get a bowl of water to clean you up. Okay ?” he quietly said, Rayanna nodded. Quickly he was back, warm water and a sponge were put on the floor, along with a towel, a tub of cream and a box of plasters. Very carefully he washed her bottom, legs and back, gently patting her dry, there were some cuts that required plasters, then he rubbed some cream in as gently as he could.

“You will need a few days rest Ray, so I do not want you to leave the room unless you need the bathroom. Cara and I will look after you until Mamma’s home, we will bring you your meals. But you will have work to do whilst you are resting.  I want 1000 lines written, I will bring you your notebook and pencil and I will write the sentence down I want you to write. But I want these written whilst you are in bed. No tv at all but you may listen to the radio or put your own music on. I will make you something to eat now, then I want you to go to sleep.” He kissed Rayanna’s head then left the room. Rayanna burst into tears again, this had truly been the worst punishment she had ever received. She was dreading seeing Cara tomorrow and the thought of seeing her Mamma and Pappa made her feel sick. Her thoughts went on to Suquie, how was she ? has she been punished as hard as she had ? She just wanted to see her or speak to her. 

After a few minutes Diago returned with a tray of food. He’d made her cheese and ham sandwiches, a tangerine already peeled for her, a banana, a cereal bar and a big glass of milk. He had also put on the tray a cheese and nut snack box that Rayanna liked. It had cubes of cheese on one side then the other side had barbecued flavour peanuts. Taking a stool from the kitchen, he put it next to her bed and placed the tray on top of it. Rayanna wouldn’t need to move much to reach her meal. “I expect all this to be eaten, Rayanna before you go to sleep. You may read your book, here’s your kindle. He left the room for a moment before returning with a new notebook and pencil. He sat at her dressing table and wrote the sentence he wanted her to write. 

‘I will not steal, I know it is wrong and more importantly I know it is illegal. I have disappointed Mamma and Pappa, Cara and Diago  and I am very sorry.’

“1000 lines writing this sentence whilst you are on bedrest. Neatest handwriting please. Eat your dinner then go to sleep. I will be back to check on you later.” Diago told her before leaving the room, keeping the door slightly ajar.                                                                                                                                                                                           

Daddy’s book. Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s book. Rayanna the very naughty mouse.

Chapter 10.

Friday went quite smoothly for Cara, Rayanna did as she was told, did her homework plus any other chores Cara wanted her to do. Rayanna was very quiet, but Cara put it down to her being very sore and didn’t want to get into trouble again. The truth was Rayanna was hatching a plan, as she overheard Cara and Diago talking, saying that Cara would be out all Saturday and overnight and Diago was watching the football at his friends, Rick’s house. Which meant she could get out and meet Susquie. She just needed to get hold of a phone. She knew Cara had an old phone in her bedroom, in one of the drawers, she needed the chance to search her bedroom. At 3pm she got the chance, as Diago was at work, Cara had to pick the older kids up from school and college. Giving Rayanna the chance to search.

“Rayanna, I’m going to pick the others up, do you want to stay or come ? If you stay, you do not leave this house. Understood.” Cara told her sternly. “Yes M’am,“ Rayanna told her sarcastically, giving her a salute, “I know, I’m staying, I will be in my room, okay. I will not take a step outside.” Starting to walk to her room. “I’ll have less of the sarcasm thank you very much.” Cara called to her. Rayanna muttered, “yeah, fuck you.” And went to her room, but didn’t close the door, she waited to hear Cara leave the house, hearing the car reverse down the drive then drive away.

Cara was gone.

Rayanna ran to Cara’s bedroom, leaving the door ajar, she searched the chest of drawers, nothing, her second chest of drawers, nothing. “Shit, where is it ?” She whispered. Looking around the room, she went to the bedside cabinet. Nothing in the top drawer, her final chance was the bottom drawer. If it wasn’t there she was screwed. Looking inside the last drawer, there it was, right at the back. Quickly Rayanna grabbed it, managed to switch it on. Running to her own room, she dialed Suquie’s mobile number, praying she answered. “Hello, who is this ?” The familiar voice said. “Suqsss, is that you, oh my god, I wasn’t sure if you’d have your phone. Are you okay? How are you? God I miss you.” Rayanna said, excited but scared in case anyone heard her. They chatted quietly, “Listen Suqs, I can’t stay on long, I’ve got Cara’s old phone. Mamma and Pappa are away, tomorrow Cara’s out all day and overnight and Diago’s going to watch football at his mates. I’m gonna be able to sneak out, do you wanna go out somewhere ?” Rayanna said, looking through the window to see if the others were home. “Hell yeah Ray, do you wanna go to town ?” Suquie asked. “It’s too close, I don’t know where Cara’s going, what bout Crinkster, we’ve been by train with school trips ? I need to find out when Diago’s going out but I heard him say 11am coz they were going to buy food and drink first.” Rayanna explained. “Okay, if I get there earlier I can get the tickets then we can go as soon as you arrive. I’ll find the times, can you keep hold of the phone do ya think ? I can message when I know the time for you to get there.” Suquie asked. “Okay, look I’ve gotta go, but can’t wait to see you tomorrow.” Rayanna hung up, made sure the phone was on silent then stuffed it inside her sock drawer. Rushing to Cara’s room to make sure it looked normal, then closed the door. The one thing she did need was cash, so she looked at her savings, £35.50. She needed more money. She knew Pappa has money in his office, there’s a jar behind some books. She’d seen him take money out of it before, checking the time she thought she had enough time to go and look. Creeping into the office, she went to the shelves of books. Seeing a thick dictionary and thesaurus, she moved them to the floor, finding the jar. Taking it down, she removed the lid, there were loads of notes inside, taking a £20 note, she thought about it and took another 5, then 4 more. It would not be missed but she didn’t care anyway. Putting everything back in place, she hid the money with the phone. Excited they now had a plan and a fucking awesome one too, she thought. 

That night Rayanna was so excited but trying to hide it from Cara was really hard, “Why are you smirking so much Ray ? Asked Cara. “No reason.” She replied. “What are you up to?” Cara asked again. “NOTHING, how can I be up to anything, I can’t go anywhere or do anything.” Rayanna shouted at her sister before leaving the lounge and running to her bedroom. Cara stood there for a second, shocked at the outburst, she headed to Rayanna’s bedroom. “Ray, I’m coming in.” She said gently knocking on the door. “Go away, Cara.” Rayanna shouted, but Cara walked in, sitting on a chair. “What’s up ? Is this because you’ve been grounded for so long?” She asked. Rayanna sniffed, “I just feel trapped, I can’t do anything, go anywhere without being watched.” She told her. “Look, you know full well that you’ve deserved this punishment. But it’s not forever so you just need to deal with it. But throwing a tantrum, shouting at me will only make it worse for you. Do you think Pappa would let you speak that way, we both know he would spank your butt, regardless of your bruises. Now I think you should go to bed early, get ready for bed now and you can read in bed for a while. I will leave your spanking tonight but do this again, and I will give you a right hiding.” Cara bent down to kiss her baby sister, before walking out. As soon as the door closed, Rayanna looked up, smirking that she’d fooled her stupid sister. Going through her clothes she picked out her outfit and shoved it under the bed so she could quickly get changed when Diago left. She put all the money she’d taken into her handbag, everything was sorted so she got ready for bed, read for a bit before going to sleep.

The following morning, Rayanna had butterflies in her tummy, excited and terribly nervous, Cara didn’t even give her, her morning spanking, thinking Rayanna was still feeling a bit low. She left the house at 10am, giving her a sharp warning to behave. You’ve not got a clue, you stupid bitch, thought Rayanna as she watched Cara leave. An hour later Diago left, after a warning not to do anything silly. Like earlier she watched Diago leave, waiting another 5 minutes before she quickly got changed, grabbed her bag and mobile phone, put music on loudly in her room, so the other kids thought she was in there, crept to the back door, one more look around, then she left. Running to the train station, she messaged Suquie to tell her she was on her way. 

Ten minutes later, they were on the train. Chatting about all sorts of things, Suquie was back at school and 3 of the bullies who had been awful to Suquie had been expelled, she explained, the other 2 were suspended. Eventually they arrived at Crinkster. Suquie knew how to get to the huge shopping centre, Rayanna had never been to one so big without an adult. Deciding to stop at a cafe first, they bought drinks and a cake each, the conversations never stopped, there was so much to catch up on. Rayanna told her about the punishment she got from Finch, Suquie felt so guilty but Rayanna said she would do it all over again, if needed. 

The girls chatted and giggled as they finished their coffee and cake, then they began to wander around the shops. “I’ve not got much money, “ Suquie said, “but I know how to just get what I want.” Rayanna stopped, “You…….you mean nick them?” She was startled. “Yeah, I’ve done it before, makeup, jewelry, even got some tops too!” Suquie told her.  “How…….how have you….how do you do it ? I took money outta Pappa’s office.” Rayanna replied. “Where’s the fun in that ? You don’t need that today, well not for small stuff. I’ll show you how. Come on, let’s go in here.” Suquie told her.

They walked into a makeup shop, Rayanna noticed there were lots of staff everywhere, offering baskets to put their shopping in. Soon she got carried away with all the makeup, when suddenly she saw Suquie pocket a lipstick. She had been holding 3 lipsticks, but there was only 1 in the basket. “Suq, look I can buy you these, I’ve got money.” Rayanna whispered. “Yeah, but this way is loads of fun.”Suquie told her. “Look you hold a few in your hand, lippy, eye liner, the staff can’t see how many you’ve got, as you’re deciding what to buy, you can pocket 1 or 2.” Rayanna didn’t try it out, she paid for her makeup and 1 item for Suquie.

The next shop they went to was a jewelry store. Racks and racks of earrings, bracelets etc. “Try it out Ray, put a few earrings in your hand, like this,” Suquie showed her, “Then as you put them back, keep one in your palm. That one hand goes to your pocket, you slide it in there, and no one notices. “ Suquie whispered, she had actually slipped 2 pairs of earrings in her pocket whilst showing her best friend. Rayanna was really scared of stealing anything, but was also a tiny bit excited. Could she do this ? When they were about 8-10 years old, they stole sweets together, but not many. She did as Suquie instructed, then as she put 2 back, she kept hold of one packet, holding the earrings with her thumb to her palm. A few seconds later, she stuck her hand in her pocket and pushed the earrings inside.

They didn’t steal loads of stuff, Rayanna had money, so she bought some tops and shorts for herself and for Suquie. They were having a great day. Having a pizza each for lunch, thanks to the money Rayanna stole from her Pappa, a pudding each and a couple of drinks. They were nicely full by the time they were ready to shop again. 

Unbeknown to them, they were getting followed by a couple of security officers. They had been alerted by the CCTV operators, as they had been watching the movements of these 2 females for a while, having seen on video them both stealing some items. The security guards were just waiting for the CCTV supervisor to approve it then they would arrest the girls and take them to the office.

There was a Cadbury’s World shop in this massive shopping centre, Rayanna had to buy some chocolate. There was a huge 1 kilogram bar for £30.00. So she bought 2, 1 each for them, leaving Suquie to wander around the shop. There were staff members holding trays of chocolates, cut up into small pieces for the public to try, especially if they had a new brand out. Suquie’s pockets were quite full by the time Rayanna found her, so she was going to put her stolen goods into one of her bags, once they were out of the shop. Excited about the selection of chocolate they had “purchased”, they walked out giggling.

“Excuse me ladies, we need to have a word with you both, please.” This massive security guard said to them. “We have reason to believe you’ve been shoplifting. Come and stand over here, thank you.”  The man told them, taking Rayanna’s bags, the other guard took Suquie’s, then they moved the girls to the side of the footpath. Rayanna felt sick, her paws began to shake, so she grabbed Suquie’s paw. They watched as both guards put those disposable gloves on, they took a bag out of their pockets. The officers asked the girls to put their paws out to the sides, as they searched all their pockets, emptying all the contents in the bag. “Do you have receipts for all this makeup and jewelry?” One asked, “Erm, no, we didn’t bother keeping ‘em,” Suquie told them with a shaky voice. “Strange because in your shopping bag, you have receipts for almost all things. Right we will sort this out at the station. Come with us now.” Suquie tried to pull away from the guard, “Right, that’s quite enough, you don’t want me to get my handcuffs out, do you ?” Her guard told her, Suquie shook her head. “Let’s go then,”  

Rayanna and Suquie walked slowly to the security offices, where the CCTV monitors were. Instructing both girls to go into a room on the left. They were told to sit down next to each other, as one of the guards sat in front. “Can I get you both a drink, water, pop, coffee ?” “Coke please,” Rayanna said very quietly, “Can I have the same please.” Suquie asked.” Sure I will get them now.” He said before he left the room. 

The huge security guard, sat in front of them. “Right, let’s start with your names,” He said as he took a notebook and pen out from his jacket. The girls never spoke. “Right we can do this easily, telling us what we need to know, or I will just go through your bag and I’d rather not have to do that. But the police will, when they arrive.” He told them sternly. “The police !” Rayanna squeaked. “Yes, they will be here soon. So come on girls. Tell me your names ?” He asked again just as the other guard came in carrying 2 cans of coke, and 2 coffees for them, he handed one coffee to the other guard then sat down. “Rayanna………..Rayanna Weedle, I’m 14.” Rayanna said quietly. “Okay, thank you Rayanna. And you ? He asked Suquie as she looked at her best friend. “Suquie Switchly, I’m 14 too.”

“Thank you Suquie, now the next thing I need to know is the phone number for your parents.” The guard said, both the girls stared at the guards, then at each other, open mouthed, “Why do ya need that ? Please don’t phone our parents, please.” Suquie begged. “My parents are away anyway,” Rayanna told them. “Well the police will be phoning your parents. They cannot interview you without them present. Rayanna who is looking after you.” He asked gently. He was well aware that this was their first offence in this shopping centre, but he really thought it was their first offence ever. The police may have a history with them, but he could see they were terrified, no cockiness like you get from reoffenders. “My sister and brother are but my sister is away for the night.” Rayanna told them. “Right, I need your brother’s name and number.” He asked. “C…c….can I look it up on my phone please?” She asked. He gave her, her bag and she took out her phone. “He…he’s called Diago.” She found his number and gave it to the officer. Suquie tried to act tough and just gave him an evil look. “Suquie, give him your number or I will.” Rayanna told her, “You’ll only make it worse.” Eventually she huffed and told him her phone number.

The entire event began to feel more real to Rayanna as tears began to well up, Suquie just looked stone faced though, her face very pale. Just as the security were going to continue questioning the girls, there was a knock on the door and 2 police officers walked in, both of them were as tall as they were wide. The room suddenly felt very very small now with these 4 massive officers inside it.

“I am Police Constable Splintier, this is Police Constable Squirley, so we have a couple of shoplifters do we ?” One officer asked.

“We have, this is Rayanna Weedle and Suquie Switchly, both 14. I’ve got Suquie’s parents phone number, Rayanna’s parents are away, unreachable, but her siblings are looking after her, the sister is away overnight, but the brother, Diago is babysitting for the tonight, I’ve got his number.” The security officer said. “Great thanks Bill. Okay we will take it from here, girls, let’s go. We are taking you to the police station and get this sorted out.” PC Splintier said. He opened the door, taking the shopping bags off the security officer and walked in front. PC Squirley indicated to the girls to follow the officer. They walked out of a side door and they were outside, facing a police car. PC Splintier opened the door for the girls to climb in. 

The girls never spoke in the police car, Rayanna felt sick, the reality hitting her again and she couldn’t stop the tears from falling, Suquie saw her and took her paw once more. Soon they arrived at the police station, where they were taken into another room. “Can we get you a drink ?” PC Squirley asked. “Have you got hot chocolate ?” Suquie asked. “Yes,” He replied and left the room. PC Splintier sat down and began sorting paperwork.

PC Squirley, went into the room next door, sat at the desk and picked up the phone. It was never a very nice job, phoning someone’s parents to tell them their child had been shoplifting, hearing the shock and disbelief in their voices. Mrs Switchly was shocked and devastated at the phone call from him, she said she would come immediately.

Next he phoned Ryanna’s brother.

Diago was enjoying his first beer with his mates, the football match had just started. Typical fellas, they were shouting and being raucous as soon as it started, when Diago’s phone rang. “Oh for fucks sake Di, turn it off,” One of his mates, Rio said. “Sorry lads, I better take it.” Diago said moving away from the television.”Yeah,” Diago said, still watching the footie.”Is this Diago Weedle?” A man asked him. “Yeah, who’s this, I’m kinda busy mate!” Diago told him. “This is Police Constable Splintier from the Crinkster police station. We have Rayanna here.” The PC explained. “No, you must be mistaken, Ray is at home, she’s grounded.” Diago replied.”I don’t think so Sir, Rayanna is here with her friend Suquie, Rayannna gave me your number as your parents are away.” Diago paused as the news sank in. “Yeah that’s right.” Diago told him. “Your sister has been arrested for shoplifting, we need you to come to the station please.” Diago stopped, looking at his phone, his friends stopped paying attention to the football, listening to the phone call instead. “Did you say shoplifting, Rayanna has been shoplifting?” Diago asked. “Yes Sir, listen, we really need you to be here.” “Shit, okay, I had a bottle of beer, am I still okay to drive ?” He asked the policeman. “As long as it was only one standard size, you will be fine, but please do not go speeding to get here.” PC Splintier told him. “I’m leaving now. Be there as soon as I can.” Diago told him before hanging up. “Shit man, has your little sister been arrested ?” Rio asked. “Yeah, I need to get home and get my car.” Diago was completely shocked. “I’ll drive you home, Di, it will be quicker for you. I’ve only had half a bottle.” Paulo told him. Diago was still stunned as Paulo drove him home.”Listen do not speed there, focus on your driving. Ray isn’t going anywhere without you.” Paulo told him as he dropped him home. “Tell us what happened later, okay man.” Diago nodded as he left the car, “Cheers mate,” he walked inside, grabbed his car keys, and left again.

Diago set his sat nav, then drove off, he knew he had to phone Pappa, but it was a conversation he really didn’t want to have, but he phoned anyway. “Diago, everything alright ?”, Pappa answered immediately. “I’m sorry to call you Pappa, I know you wanted no contact but something’s happened, you need to know.” Diago said cagily. “Tell me what’s going on. What’s happened?” Pappa asked. Diago took a deep breath and told him everything he knew so far. Pappa stayed silent the entire time, this was not a good sign, Diago had experienced the after effects from silences like this and not in a good way.

“Pappa, are you there ?” Diago asked. “I’m driving to the police station now.” “I’m here Diago, there is nothing I can do here, not until Mamma and I are home. I want you to punish her as you know I would / will do. I do not care what her backside looks like, she has disgraced this family once too many, and this, stealing…..I’m in a state of shock over it. I’m sorry this has come to you, do not tell Cara until she is home. No sense you both having a spoilt weekend.” “Pappa it was only a football match, obviously I shouldn’t have left her.” Diago said. “That was my decision to make, I thought after all that had happened she would be trusted to do as she was told.” Pappa explained. “Be me, along with Cara until we come home, I mean you punish that girl as you think I would. I most certainly will be punishing her myself but you are Head Of House for now, imagine in the future, your daughter doing this. But remember”……“Always punish when you are calm, not angry.” Diago interrupted and finished Pappa’s sentence. Pappa chuckled deeply, “You are really ready for your own family now. I’m proud of you son.” He hung up, knowing he could trust Diago and Cara until he was home. But he had to wait to punish his daughter as he knew her bottom would be very bruised, she needs healing time, maybe time to reflect but until then there are lots of other things he can do. She will have a month of not being out of sight from anybody and grounded for 2. But he had an idea what he’d like to do, he just had to see if it could happen. He was not a monster, neither would he ever abuse any of his family or anyone else, so for now he knew she would need healing time.

Diago got to the police station, he had felt calm, but now he was furious again. Quickly he parked the car and raced up the stairs to get to the front desk. He was immediately joined by PC Splintier, “Mr Weedle? PC Splintier” he said. “Yes Diago please. Where’s my sister?” he asked urgently. “This way, we’ve not interviewed her yet, we had to wait for a family member. I will tell you she’s trying to be cocky but I can see she’s falling apart.” What about Suquie ?” Diago asked. “Have her parents arrived ?” “Erm just, she’s been much more cocky than your sister.” The PC said before opening a door. There was Rayanna, looking forlorn, her eyes grew wide when he saw her and a large tear rolled down her face. “Don’t start with the tears Rayanna, you did this, you can deal with the outcome.” He told her sharply before sitting down next to her. 

“This is PC Wallis, so let’s get the interview started.” PC Splintier started. “Can I get you a drink ?” Diago shook his head.

PC Wallis pressed the record button on the recorder, introduced everyone then the questions began. Rayanna explained that Suquie said to nick some earrings, but she’d said no, she had money. But Suquie had said why use your money when you can just nick it. So she did. “Hang on, Rayanna, where did the money come from ? How much did you have ?” Diago asked. Rayanna looked to her knees, “Pappa’s office. In his hidden box.” She said quietly. “How much did you take ?” He asked. “£200.” She whispered. “Yet you still decided to steal from shops.” He stated. “I bought stuff too.” She told him in a bratty way. “Oh well that’s okay then.” He shouted at her.

After more questioning, Diago was faced with a bag of jewelry and makeup she had stolen, found stuffed in her pockets. Then the police lady showed him the clothes, some jewelry and makeup she had paid for, showing him the receipts. But also in the bag, were a few items with no receipts. “Are these stolen too ?” PC Splintier asked. Rayanna hung her head and nodded. “Yes Sir.” She replied. She started to feel ashamed of herself, feeling the anger in Diago as he sat next to her. All that was going through her head was, what will her Pappa say and do!

“So we have 26 stolen items Rayanna!” PC Wallis told her. Rayanna looked up surprised, had she really stolen that much ?

“Right now we’ve gone through everything, do you have anything else to say Rayanna ?” PC Splintier asked, again Rayanna bowed her head and shook it. “Okay, well I’m going to speak with my sergeant, and see what he wants to do.” Then he walked out.

There was no conversation in the room, PC Wallis tidied all the paperwork and then left also. The air was thick with tension, Rayanna couldn’t look at her brother, she felt his disappointment, his anger so she sat, messing with her fingers, picking at her nails. The time dragged on and on before PC Crinkstier and PC Wallis entered the room. “Right Rayanna, you’ve been very very lucky, as this is your only offense, my sergeant has decided not to take it further, but he has told me to tell you, if you are caught shoplifting again, anywhere, you will be prosecuted. Here is the bag containing the items you purchased legally and the rest of your belongings. Obviously you do not get to keep the stolen items. You’re free to leave but I do not want to see you here ever again. Do you hear me ?” His voice boomed in the small room. As Rayanna and Diago stood up. “Yes Sir.” She murmured and followed them out to the front of the desk. “Thank you Officer,” Diago said, shaking his hand, then walked out, leaving Rayanna to follow him quietly.

There was no conversation in the car, but she wondered where they were going as he drove the car to the shopping centre. Parking the car he said, “Come on, you are taking those things you actually bought back. Now!” Diago opened her door as she sulkily got out. “Why?” Rayanna dared to ask. Diago stopped, “Why…..WHY…..because you stole Pappa’s money to buy them, They are not yours to keep because you will be giving the money back to him. So move, NOW!” His voice was cold, harsh, Rayanna could see how angry he really was.

Over the next hour Diago and Rayanna went to the shops and returned the items. She gave him all the money then they left once more. The drive home was icily cold, Diago refused to begin a conversation with Rayanna, so she slunk down into her seat and looked out of the window. But began to feel really sick as they neared home.

Getting in the house, Rayanna went to go to her bedroom, “In Pappa’s office now young lady.” Diago sternly told her, he looked at his watch, “Stand in the corner, hands on your head and DO NOT MOVE.” She did as she was told quickly as Diago left the room. He found most of his siblings in the living room playing on a game console. “Colin, can you just go and get the others please. Thank you,” he said before Colin could complain. A few minutes later the remaining siblings all walked into the room. “Wassup D?” Colin asked. “Right I’ve had to get involved in a very serious situation with Rayanna. No doubt you will hear the details later but for now I have to deal with her. It’s 4.30pm, I’m going to give you enough money for you all to go and have a meal out and go to the cinema. You stay together for the meal and if you want to see different films that is okay, but I want you home no later than 10pm. You can sort out what film you want to watch at the place you go to eat.” “What she done D, you mitta’s well tell us.” Colin always enjoyed knowing when one of them was in trouble. “She stole money from Pappa’s office today and though she was grounded she went out with Suquie and they were caught shoplifting.” There were gasps from his siblings. “Cara does not know yet, Pappa wants her to enjoy her night away so do not tell her, any of you. Now please, get yourself ready, Sienna can you be in charge of the money please, I’ll give it to you before you leave?” He asked his sister, “Yes, sure D. Come on then, get ready quickly.” She called to the others. Diago headed to his room, he had money put away that he was saving, but he was sure Pappa would give him the money back. He just wanted the place quiet and empty whilst he dealt with Rayanna. But this was something he didn’t know how to do, what to do. Pappa told him to punish her as if he was Pappa punishing her. But how ? What does he use ? He thought of what was in Pappa’s locked cupboard, this contains the worst of the worst implements. Then he thought of the long rubber school strap. I bet Pappa would use that, the loopy no one likes along with the high impact cane. Then lastly if he wasn’t getting the desired effect from Ray he would bring out the lash. Yes, he thought to himself, that would do nicely. Diago also knew that there were cameras around the house and a few in the office, he didn’t know where exactly, but he knew they were there. Now he had a plan in his head, it was time to deal with it. He gave Sienna a wad of money, she said she had cash if she needed to use it too then all the kids left. The house suddenly felt cold, a deathly silence hung in the air. 

Diago stood up, he couldn’t put it off any longer, Rayanna needed punishing.

Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Chapter 9.

Rayanna had blanked out everything Pappa was saying, making the appropriate sounds to pretend she was listening, instead she was thinking of every curse word she could scream at him. Looking forlorn at Pappa had worked, he kissed her on the cheek, whispering to be his good little girl. ‘Yeah right Pappa, whatever.’ she thought to herself.

She fell asleep whilst reading her book, the side light was still on, her book open on the pillow when Cara popped her head in, quietly she put the book on her bedside table and turned the light off. She looked at her for a few seconds, shaking her head, even she had seen a difference in her baby sister, her defiance was a shock, she just didn’t care what the repercussions were, she was going to do what she wanted.

Honey was asleep early too, though she had a nervous butterfly feeling in her tummy that all was not as it seemed. But Sebastian wouldn’t tell her anything about where they were going.

The following morning Sebastian and Honey were up early,it was Friday, a school day so Honey was busy getting breakfast ready for the family. Slowly all the children began to get up and head to the kitchen. Sebastian asked to speak with Cara in his study, he was sat at his desk, motioning to Cara to sit down. “Cara I know you’re the oldest and I often give you far too much responsibility but this weekend is very important, Rayanna must not be allowed to get away with any attitude and she’s grounded so don’t let her talk you round to letting her go out. Here’s the key to my cupboard, if you need to punish her for anything other than her morning and night spankings then I want you to use something from there. These are mostly implements I’ve used on your mother, they are serious instruments as you know, so use them if you feel you can handle it.” He told Cara, deadly serious, “Don’t worry Pappa, I will be okay, I’ve watched you in action all my life, I’ve heard you, but if she doesn’t listen……..” Cara stopped, looking worried, she didn’t want her Pappa to punish her for not keeping her baby sister under control. “If you can’t, then I know you will have tried your best, I don’t know what’s got into her lately, she’s like a different kid. I think she’s the naughtiest out of all of you, even your brothers. But I have a little plan in mind, well possibly. I know you will try your best Cara.” Pappa stood up, went round the desk and hugged her, “Love you Cara, and thank you.” “It’s fine Pappa, I like being in charge anyway,” Cara said laughing, “I can get all the boys to do the grotty jobs.” “One more thing Cara, I know you had plans on Saturday and staying out over night, so I want you to still go and enjoy the day, I’ve spoken with Diago and he will take over responsibilities so you can go out. He is going to watch the football with his mates at Rick’s house but I’ve said that’s fine. But you deserve some fun too. So go and don’t worry about anything. Diago is growing up to be a fine young man, I trust him as much as I trust you.” Pappa told her. “But Pappa I don’t mind, I can do this anytime.” Cara told him. “No Cara, I know this has been planned for a while, I want you to go. You can be in charge until you go out and then when you come home, but Diago can cope.“ replied Pappa. “ If you’re sure Pappa, I know Diago will cope too, I’ve seen him in action. But thank you Pappa.” Cara told him, giving him a hug. “You’re very welcome. You do a lot around here to help and I appreciate all you do, but you have a life too, so take this, buy yourself something and have some drinks on me.” Pappa said, giving her £200. He put a finger to his lips as if to say do not argue, just take it. Cara mouthed thank you and Pappa nodded. They went off to the kitchen where it was a bustling room of kids eating various different meals, the noise level was high as they chatted, argued, fought with each other.

“Honey, get yourself sorted now, we will be leaving soon.” Sebastian told her. Cara took over the kitchen duties, telling the boys to be quieter and stop arguing. As it was a Friday, everyone had school, so once they had eaten, the kids went dashed off to get dressed. Rayanna turned up as the room went quiet, “Ahh Rayanna, you need to get some breakfast and get into your uniform, then get on with the school work set at the kitchen table. I don’t know if Pappa is sorting your morning spanking or I am, but for now breakfast please.” Cara smiled at her as Rayanna scowled, getting her breakfast. Cara left Rayanna to get herself sorted, found Pappa in the office again, he seemed preoccupied. “Pappa, sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to know if you are doing Rayanna’s morning spanking.” Pappa looked up from his computer, “Erm yes I will, Mamma is just getting dressed.” He got up and left the office with Cara, finding Rayanna still in the kitchen. “Have you had your breakfast Rayanna ?” He asked. Rayanna shook her head, she’s sulking, Pappa thought to himself. He changed his mind. “Cara, I’ve changed my mind, I want you to do it but I want to supervise. Rayanna go to your bedroom and prepare yourself please. You can have breakfast after.” Pappa waited, watching Rayanna as she thought about moving, throwing her Pappa a dirty look, she scraped the chair away from the table, got up and roughly shoved the chair back under the table. As loudly, as stroppily as she could before stomping to her room, sitting on the bed she knew she should be bent over it, bottom bare waiting for him, but she just sulked sitting down instead.

Soon Pappa came in, with Cara. He didn’t speak, just stood by the door and watched. “In position now,” Cara ordered, Rayanna stared at her, folding her arms. “You can do this the easy way or the hard way Rayanna, either way I will be spanking you, it will just depend how severe it will be, by what you choose to do now.” Cara said, her voice strong and firm, not gentle like she normally sounds. “Have a think, I will be right back.” Rayanna just stared at her Pappa, he could tell she was ready to throw a major tantrum.

When Cara returned she was holding some paddles, dropping them on the bed, Rayanna purposefully didn’t look at them. “So how are we doing this, easily or hard ?” She asked her baby sister. Still her Pappa said nothing, just stood, looking stone-faced at her. Rayanna refused to speak, so Cara sat on the bed, quickly before Rayanna could think or fight, she lifted Rayanna’s legs up and over her own legs, quickly she lifted one leg and trapped Rayanna’s legs whilst moving her across her knee, as Rayanna was dragged over Cara’s knee, her nightie rose up, leaving her bottom bare. Cara’s left arm hugged Rayanna’s waist firmly, tucking her tail under her arm, she reached across the bed for the jokari paddle. Pappa smirked when he saw this, Cara had chosen well. “Just so you know, I take these responsibilities very seriously, so when Pappa says I’m in charge, I AM IN CHARGE. And I will punish anyone of you siblings, if you do not behave. And if Pappa says you are to have a morning and night spanking then that’s what you will get.” Lifting the jokari, she walloped her baby sisters bottom over and over again. Aiming for the same spots deliberately, just above her sit spot. Pappa had a slight smile on his face, proud of how Cara was dealing with her sister. Rayanna screamed from that first smack, crying into the bed, when Cara finished, she chose not to use the other paddle, she would use that tonight, she thought. Grabbing some cream on the bedside table, Cara slowly and carefully rubbed cream onto her scorching bottom as Rayanna still cried, she quietly said soothing words to her before telling her to get up, Rayanna stood in front of Cara. “Ray, I do not want to have to spank you like that again, but I will if I have to, using the Jokari in the morning and using this school strap before bed. And I promise you, you will not want to experience this one. Come here Ray.” Cara said gently, hugging her sister until the sobs slowed down, Pappa quietly left the room, very pleased with Cara’s spanking. “Now I’m going to leave these two paddles here on your table as a reminder to behave, now you understand I mean what I say don’t you ?” She asked her, Rayanna sniffed and nodded. “Good girl, now I want you to have half an hours cornertime, in the kitchen whilst I get your school work ready, then I will make you breakfast. Let’s go,” Cara told her, smacking her bottom so she moved. Cara followed Rayanna into the kitchen, “Face this wall, bottom bare please,” she said sweetly to Rayanna, “Hands on your head.”
Cara got the school work already, then began preparing Rayanna’s breakfast. Pappa walked in, “We are off now Cara, we will be back late Sunday, we won’t need a meal. Ray please be a good girl for Cara,” he kissed the girls heads, patted Rayanna’s burning backside then walked out. Honey was already getting in the car, still anxious with a sick feeling in her stomach, yet she didn’t know why. But she didn’t understand it, but she had a feeling she wasn’t going to enjoy this weekend, maybe Sebastian wanted to take her away so it was just us, so he can seriously dominate her, control her and punish her severely. To remind her exactly what her place is in this dynamic. Quietly they drove out of their drive, heading south down the A roads, with no idea still where they were going.

Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Chapter 8. Rayanna, the naughty little mouse.

The following few days were hard for both Rayanna and Honey, Pappa had continued daily spankings for Rayanna and Honeys bruises were now black, covering everywhere, including her back. It had taken a lot of will power to just get out of bed the next day but Honey dragged herself and her little girl out of bed to start her school work. She wanted to allow her to sit on a cushion but she didn’t dare, incase Sebastian came home early. Plus there was no way she would defy him again. All she could do was ensure Rayanna put cream on, morning, noon and night, which did help her a bit. But also make sure she did all her work as she herself did all her chores. Not wanting any excuse for her husband to be mad with her.

Rayanna was trying hard to be very very good, she got her school work, sat awkwardly on the stool, the pain ran up and down her body, tears sprang from her eyes, but all she could do was breath deeply and focus on her work instead. Honey was busy with her chores, popping in and out of the kitchen, checking on her youngster, if she needed anything or any help.

As each day passed, they were slowly feeling the bruises fade, ten days later, Honey’s bottom now only showed yellowing faded bruises, her back was now clear of any marks. Rayanna’s bruises were practically gone even though she was still getting her spanking every day, now it wasn’t quite as painful as before. And it was nice that the atmosphere was now pleasant again, Pappa was not checking over every tiny thing anymore so it just felt more relaxed. For Honey though, she felt things were still tense, Sebastian was his usual caring self, but she felt things were not over. Maybe she was just mistaken, she certainly hoped so. 

Wednesday evening, the family were sitting down for dinner, Sebastian hadn’t been home long, he had just got changed from his suit to something more relaxing but he was looking very tired at the head of the table. Everyone chatted away as they passed dishes of food all around, the noise was loud, bustling kids grabbing the food they wanted, soon though everyone went quieter as they began munching on their dinner. Towards the end of their meal, Pappa said, “Now I have some news, your Mamma and I are going away for the weekend, we will go first thing in the morning, Cara will be in charge of everything. Do you hear me ?” He looked directly at Rayanna, she realised he meant Cara would be in charge of her spankings, and that thought horrified her. She opened her mouth to protest, “This is not up for discussion, Cara is the oldest, so she will be in charge. No one had better disappoint me.” He glared at Rayanna, sensing her shock and change of attitude with her. She shook her head, ready to throw a tantrum, there was no way she was going to let Cara spank her. “Pappa I will not let Cara punish me, no way, it’s not happening. She’s my sister not my parent.” Rayanna shouted. “She’s no right! ”  Cara shook her head, Rayanna still has a lot to learn, she thought, looking at Pappa, who nodded his head, she stood up, walked to a kitchen drawer, took out a thick wooden spoon, sat down again, waiting for the next nod from Pappa. Rayanna was still kicking off, as she shouted at Pappa and Mamma. Pappa nodded at Cara once more, then she stood up, grabbed Rayanna’s arm, pulling her towards her own chair, she sat down, throwing Rayanna over her knee, grabbed the wooden spoon and walloped her bottom. With all the struggle, Rayanna’s skirt was already up over her bottom, so Cara was able to aim for her sit spots whilst Rayanna kicked and punched into the air. The other siblings watched quietly as they ate, thankful it wasn’t them. Ten agonizing swats later, Rayanna was crying, embarrassed and very humiliated. 

“So Rayanna, now you know your sister can spank very hard, I suggest you do as you are told. Go stand in the corner, skirt up until I tell you.” Pappa told her as she glared at her parents and at Cara. “Put that back in the drawer please.” Cara asked sweetly, holding the spoon, Rayanna threw her a filthy look, snatching the spoon she threw it back in the drawer and stomped to the corner, her face flushed and tear stained, she was fuming with them. The other siblings just sat quietly, knowing not to get involved.

“As I said, Mamna and I are away from tomorrow morning so I want you all to do your chores and do as Cara tells you. I don’t want to hear about any bad behaviour from any of you. We will be back late Sunday evening, we won’t need a meal Cara, we will have something there.” Pappa told her. Cara nodded her head, “That’s fine Pappa, everything will be fine here, so you go and enjoy your weekend.” “Where are you going Pappa ?” Colin said, the middle son. “That’s a surprise Colin, I don’t want to spoil it for your Mamma.” Pappa said. Colin nodded his head, understanding what Pappa was saying. 

Honey was surprised by this announcement, smiling to her husband, she said, “What do I need to pack ?” She asked. “Don’t worry about that, I will do it. I want you to sleep well tonight, so have an early night please.” He said,  gathering the dinner plates as Honey stood up and took the plates away, bringing the dessert for everyone. The chatter restarted as Rayanna still stood in the corner, still fuming. This can’t be happening, she had no intention of letting Cara spank her, NO WAY.

When the children went off after dinner, to do their own thing, Sebastian helped Honey clear the table. She was giddy with excitement about the weekend away. “Where are we going ? What do I need to pack ? Why didn’t you say anything ? Thank you for such a lovely surprise.” She said over and over though Sebastian didn’t give her any clues. She was told that he had already packed his and her bags, she didn’t need much anyway. “I’m very annoyed with Rayanna’s behaviour again, I don’t know what’s going on with her. It’s like she’s turned into a rebellious teenager overnight, we need to clamp down on her.” He told Honey. “I think that’s exactly it Seb, she is a teenager, her hormones, her body is changing, it’s a hard time for any mouse. Should we not ease up on her ?” She asked him. “Absolutely not, she will run amok and become a delinquent. She’s already a spoilt brat. I will deal with her shortly. Give yourself an early night tonight please, we need to be up by 6am.” Sebastian told her kissing her cheek. 

Honey finished cleaning the kitchen, as she walked to the hall she spotted 2 small bags of luggage, she was just about to open them when Sebastian walked through. Taking the bags he said he was just about to put them in the car. “But I don’t know if you’ve packed everything.” she stated. “I have, I promise. If you’re all done, why not run a nice hot bath, bed by 8pm please.” Sebastian ordered. “Bu……..b……but, yes Sir.” She told him, knowing she would be in trouble if she argued. So she headed upstairs to run the bath.

Sebastian put the bags in the boot of the car, closing it again, he lent on it thinking about Rayanna. He couldn’t believe that outburst again, what should he do with her. If she was a few years older, he would take her to the Snuggery. But she has to be 16 to go. And if this continues, that is exactly where she was going, for her 16th birthday.

He headed back to the house, going to his office. There he picked up a very heavy wooden bath brush, this was feared by everyone in the house plus a thick cane then he walked up the stairs and stopped outside Rayanna’s room. Her music was blaring so she didn’t hear him walk in. He found her on Colin’s laptop, skyping with Suquie. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING RAYANNA ?” He yelled, making her jump, turning around and closing the laptop, at the same time. “Whose laptop is this ?” He asked, furious with her. “Colin’s…” Rayanna muttered. “Does he know ?” Pappa asked her, Rayanna shook her head. “Colin, come here a minute.” He called to his son, Colin quickly appeared at the bottom of the stairs, “Yes Pappa, what’s up ?” He asked as he climbed up the stairs. “Did you know Rayanna took your laptop ?” Pappa asked. “No, no I didn’t, what the hell Rayanna, have you been in my room again?” he yelled. Rayanna defiantly shrugged her shoulders, refusing to answer, just throwing him an evil look. “Pappa I want a lock on my door, will you help me put it on. I’m fed up of her going through my stuff.” Colin asked, furious with his sister. “Yes son, I will. Here you go, I suggest you change the password.” Pappa told him. “I will Pappa, I‘ll do it now.” Colin took the laptop, glaring at Rayanna who had the audacity of putting her middle finger up at him quickly. But not quick enough that her father didn’t miss what she did.  

“Undress and get in the corner.” Pappa ordered, placing the brush and cane on the bed, then he walked out. He went back to his office, opened a drawer and picked out an unopened bag. Taking it back upstairs, he entered her bedroom, grabbed her earlobe and dragged her into the bathroom. “You think you are being smart don’t you Rayanna, taking things that don’t belong to you, using your middle finger to your brother. Well this will stop right now. Stand facing the wall.” Pappa shouted at her whilst he opened the bag. Inside were the contents of a douche, so he got everything ready, filled 3 jugs with warm soapy water, got the nozzle and tubes connected, finally putting some lube on the side. “So young lady, I think we need some serious attitude adjustments. I do not like the change in you, lie on the floor, on your back, knees up to your chest. NOW.” Pappa ordered, he had a no-nonsense tone to his voice.

Rayanna felt totally humiliated being naked in front of her father and lying on the floor like she was told, her most private areas on show. She could feel herself blush bright red.
“See if you think you’re all grown up and can do what you want, you think it’s okay disrespecting me, your mother, teachers at school, then it’s time to give you a more grown up punishment. Or part 1 of it. Your mother has this punishment. It’s called a douching, I’m going to insert this nozzle into your bottom hole, right inside.” Rayannas eyes grew wide, “ Then see there are jugs of soapy water there, I’m going to fill your naughty bottom with this water using this bag and these tubes. You will then hold this water inside your naughty bottom, until I tell you, you can release it. And do not think this will be easy because I promise you, it won’t.” Rayanna just glared at him, her nostrils flared as she angrily fumed at what he said. Suddenly something cold dripped over her bottom hole, making her jump. Then a finger went inside her, it felt painful, very humiliating and uncomfortable. The finger came out then the hard nozzle was pushed inside her, as he pushed it past the tight ring of muscle, “Hold it there Rayanna. Do not push it out until I tell you. Understand ?” He asked, Rayanna refused to answer, so he slapped her very hard across her leg, “I said understand ?” Rayanna cried out, rubbing her leg, “Yes Pappa.” She replied, her voice quiet. Soon she felt pressure build up inside, she felt the warm water entering her, almost flowing through her tubes inside until it reached her bowel. She began whimpering as the second jug was poured inside, that’s when the pain really did take hold. Sebastian decided to leave the third jug, there was a lot of fluid already inside her, he didn’t want to damage her insides. “I’m going to slowly pull the nozzle out, it will be uncomfortable again, but focus. You do not release and empty your bowel until the alarm goes off, if I feel it necessary, I will repeat the process again. Once you’ve emptied it all out, then I will spank your naughty sore butt.” he picked up the timer that was on the shelf, putting it on for half an hour. “Stay on the floor until the alarm goes off, then you may release everything in the toilet. If I’ve not come back after the timer ends and you’ve finished emptying out, you can go and stand in the corner.”

Carefully and slowly he pulled the nozzle out, making her gasp and roll to her side, holding her tummy. Sebastian put everything in a bag to clean later on and left the bathroom. Why was he having so much trouble with his wife and youngest at the moment, he just didn’t understand. Walking past his bedroom, he heard Honey in the bath, she will be primping herself for the ‘weekend away’. If only she knew. 

After half an hour he knew Rayanna would be squirming on the floor, but he didn’t go up to check. Not just yet, he wanted to see exactly if his daughter followed his instruction.

For Rayanna, this had been the hardest half an hour of her life. The pain in her tummy was so awful, she couldn’t stop herself crying, rolling around the floor, hugging her legs to her tummy in foetal position, desperate to empty her bowels. Squeezing her bottom cheeks tightly together to stop anything leaking out. But she successfully kept in this position until her Pappa returned. 

“You may release it now, once finished, I want you to take a shower.” he said as she struggled to get up and crawled to the toilet, standing up, she quickly sat down and released. Oh the pain made her double up over the toilet but she stayed there until she felt finally empty.

Yet the pain was still there, grateful that she was empty but her body still convulsed. When it eased again, she turned the shower to very hot, climbed in and let the water run down her back. Unaware that her Pappa had walked in. “Pappa, I emptied out, like you told me.” 

“Good girl. Now I want you to bend over, hold the taps and do not move.” He turned the shower off as Rayanna tried to cover herself up. “Position,” he shouted as he reached for the bath brush. Looking at it, Rayanna wondered what the point of that was, it didn’t look like much, but she soon understood that it was a very painful implement. She gripped the taps tightly as her Pappa paddled her backside again. Pappa lectured her about behaving and stop doing things that break his rules. Her attitude was disgraceful, he didn’t appreciate the change in her and if this continued she would be spanked every day. Rayanna bawled like a baby, after having the douche thing, her bottom hole was very very sore so when Pappa paddled over the crack of her bottom it bruised her hole even more. She screeched when the bathbrush hit her legs, there didn’t seem to be any part of her bottom or legs left untouched. “Spread your legs and your bottom cheeks,” Pappa ordered. “W….w…….WHAT ?” Rayanna shouted. “You heard me, spread now.” Her Pappa was getting annoyed with her attitude again. But somehow, she spread her legs, arms moved back to reach her buttocks then spread them. “I’m going to give you 10 more, I want you to count, 1 I will be a good girl, 2 I will be a good girl. 1 extra swat if you miscount.” Pappa told her.
He patted the brush over her bottom hole and happy spot, then he began. He hit her solidly and central, so hard Rayanna struggled to get the words out, but eventually she said her line, over and over. She could feel her happy spot swell up, and deep bruises between her legs where the edge of the brush caught her inner thigh. Her legs began to shake, feeling like she couldn’t cope. She let go, stood up and begged her Pappa to stop. Then she did the stupidest thing she could have done. She grabbed the bath brush and threw it across the room, then tried to climb out of the bath.

“How dare you Rayanna.” Pappa bawled at her. But Rayanna was furious with him, “Please Pappa stop now.” As her Pappa stopped her climbing out of the bath, she stood, arms crossed looking even more defiant, “How dare you, you are a wanton young lady, you will not become unmanageable, this is not just naughty behaviour this is obstreperous and I will not accept this, put your hands out in front of you.” She glared at him, but did as she was told as he picked up the bath brush. “If you ever grab an implement I am using again, I will punish your hands as well.”

With that, he brought the brush down with a loud crack, as it hit her palms, Rayanna let out a cry, but refused to let tears fall. 10 excruciating swats later on her hands, then it was over. Well for her hands anyway. “Turn, bend and spread, do the 10 again.” Pqppa told her, turning around, the fight seemed to have left her as she did as she was told. Taking the 10 strong swats over her happy spot and bottom hole, she didn’t utter one cry, let one tear fall, she just stood there until they were over. It was then he chose to leave the cane.

Pappa helped her out of the bath, covering her with a towel, he hugged her tightly. “I want my good little girl back Rayanna, please do not get in any bother again. Now dry yourself off, get ready for bed, I will rub cream in then you can go to sleep.” Pappa told her, noticing this coldness over her, she looked angry, stubborn, he imagined she was thinking all sorts in her head. He reached down and gave her a kiss then she walked away.

Ten minutes later he came into her room, she lay on her tummy, reading. He gently rubbed cream in, Rayanna muttered sorry to him, but it didn’t feel like she meant it but he left it alone for now, kissed her, gave her a big hug, getting a halfhearted hug back from her, then told her to read for half an hour then straight to sleep. She nodded but didn’t speak, she was really angry, she didn’t feel upset, she felt defiant. She wanted to do what she wanted to do and her Pappa and Mamma were not going to stop her.

Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Chapter 7. Rayanna the very naughty mouse.

Rayanna fell asleep pretty quickly, though it was only from tiring herself from crying so much, she was exhausted. Her body was on fire, every tiny movement gave her unbearable pain. She also felt very guilty that her Mamma was in trouble too. And it was her fault, even though Pappa said Mamma knew better than to give her the phone, she still knew it was her fault. 

Back in the living room Sebastian finished his drink, the rest of the family busy doing their own thing, homework, out with mates, the little ones will be tucked up in bed. So he got up in search of his wife. Finding her still in the kitchen, he suspected she had been avoiding him, he said, “We have things to discuss Honey. I will meet you in the office in 10 minutes on the dot.” Then he left the room. 

From entering the office, he had a small bedroom built next to it, mainly designed for if he was working long hours and only wanted a catnap, but it was also soundproofed. For some reason from his office he heard the giant humans, so when they burrowed their home they added thicker walls to the office and bedroom. In the bedroom was a large treasure chest style box in the corner. It contained all his disciplinary items, paddles, whips, straps galore. 

He picked out a thick rubber strap, it was very long and heavy with holes drilled through, ready to bite the skin fiercely. He also took out a long wooden paddle, again with holes in it, it gave a tremendous wallop, lastly he picked out a bullwhip, this only comes out for serious punishments. Then he sat in the office and waited.

After a long 5 minute wait, Honey walked in sheepishly, her tail hung low and her ears were down. There was no chair for her to sit down, he never spoke, she knew what was expected of her. She slowly began to take all her clothes off, folding them neatly on the chair in the corner, her shoes were put side by side next to the stool. Standing up, Honey walked towards the desk again. “I think you know where to go!” Sebastian stated coldly. Quickly Honey walked through the door to his bedroom, she walked to the corner, got on her knees and bent forward. Hands together exactly into the corner, she sat on her back legs, her legs spread wide and tail tucked over her shoulder. Honey was a rather plump mouse after so many children, so her tummy rested on the floor. She stayed there, in this punishment pose until her husband came in. He carried some items as she heard knocks and rustles, she knew she was in serious trouble.

Sebastian sat on the bed watching his wife. Crossing 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            his arms and legs he began his lecture. “ Honey, you seem to be thinking you can just do whatever you want at the moment, in fact since Christmas, you have not followed any rules, I’m having to remind you constantly, and quite frankly I’m tired of it. We’ve been in this lifestyle for over 10 years, you’re rules have not changed a great deal in all that time, so why ? Why do you feel you can just do whatever you want. I’m disappointed in you, you should be too. I used to feel so proud of you as my submissive, yet I feel I need to train you all over again.” Sebastian’s voice was so firm and cold it sent chills down Honey’s spine. “I….I….I’m s….s…..ssorry Sir,” Honey whispered, tears falling down her cheeks, dripping of her long nose. “It’s all very well being sorry now, when you’re caught out again. How about just following the rules. How about just being a good girl, not needing me to check what you’re doing daily, for you to just do it. What impression have you made to Rayanna ? You know she’s becoming a wild mouse at the moment, so instead of being firm with her, you choose to just encourage another break in the rules. IT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. You’ve left me no choice but start you’re training all over again. And I promise you this girl, you will learn not to test me again. You’re making a complete fool of me, with our children, our fellow lifestyle and vanilla friends. They see your behaviour, at home, when we are out, it’s embarrassing Honey. I will not have your misbehaviour rubbing off on Rayanna. She’s at an incorrigible age.” Sebastian began pacing as his lecture continued and Honey sobbed into the floor. “Get on the bed, same position,” he ordered briskly.

Honey held her breath, slowly getting up, instead of going to the bed, she ran to her husband, her arms wrapped around him, begging him for forgiveness. He embraced her, telling her he would forgive her, eventually, but it didn’t mean she was not getting a severe punishment now or having her go through her training once again. Sebastian pushed her away, kissed her gently before telling her again to get on the bed.

Slipping away from her husband, Honey had hoped she could’ve sweet talked him out of it, but no, she knew he was still furious with her. Honey got herself back in position, shoulders and head down on the bed, arms tucked under her head, her round bottom was up in the air and her tail was around her tummy and under her chest to keep it out of the way. She grabbed a handful of bedding to keep a hold onto, also a way of ensuring her paws didn’t move back to cover her bottom.

Sebastian picked up the rubber strap, it was very heavy, leaving a huge crimson mark that left delightful black bruises across her pale pink skin. It’s sole purpose was to bring attention and a reminder to her misdemeanours. Not doing it again. Lifting it up, he felt the weight, preparing himself to punish his wife. He never enjoyed punishing her or his children, but when they broke the rules it was a necessity.

“Honey, you know you deserve this don’t you ?” he asked quietly. “Yes Sir, I do and I will be strong and try not to move. I deserve this, I know. I’m sorry, but you don’t need to retrain me. I will be good, I promise.” Honey said, sounding more positive towards the end. This was how he knew she was just saying it to make her punishment lighter. “Do not tell me what I should or should not do Honey, this again is a sign you don’t care, you will do and say whatever you can to get out of trouble, then just continue.” Sebastian was annoyed by her comment, “Let’s get this done.”
He lifted his arm and swatted her backside, the force sent her flat on her tummy, and she screeched with shock. “Get up.” He ordered, no sooner was she up, he sent another. “Stay up Honey,” he demanded, as another swat ripped across her cheeks. This time she stayed upright, sobbing into the bed sheets, biting her fist to stop screaming, the pain was excruciating, it felt like her skin was being peeled away, yet she could feel the blisters coming up from the holes in the strap. 

Honey couldn’t control her sobs now, Sebastian was going so hard on her, she bit the bed sheets rather than her hands now to stop herself screaming and moving. Thankfully he stopped, giving her a chance to catch her breath and calm down slightly. “Are you learning from this Honey ?” He asked, his voice still stern. “Y…y….y yes Sir, please I am but I can’t take more,” Honey begged once more. “You can and you will. Now up on all fours.” He ordered, getting something of the chair. Sebastian walked over to her, “Open your mouth,” pushing her panties into her mouth. Honey was mortified, trying to push it back out, Sebastian slapped the back of her leg so hard, a muffled cry along with another slap and Honey stopped fighting. She held her panties in her mouth and stayed still, holding her head down, tears rolled down her nose. “Why do you still have to fight me Honey, even now, I’m punishing you and you’re not submitting to me at all. You will be retrained. Now don’t you dare move.” Sebastian warned.

He held the long wooden paddle, knowing how sore her backside was already but not prepared to ease her punishment. There were already black bruises all over her bottom but he continued. 

The slap of the wood as it hit Honey’s bottom sounded almost thunderous, little blisters popped, began to bleed but that wood continued to slap her butt. Ordered to spread her legs more, the edge of the paddle caught her happy spot, bruising her inner thighs and even her labia. Nowhere was left untouched by it. Honey had to dig deep to control herself but her body was shaking. Five more strong whacks and Sebastian stopped, Honey let out a long muffled cry, again thinking it was over.  

Sebastian walked over to her and pulled her panties out of her mouth, Honey gasped for breath, through sobs, she fell face down on the bed and cried and cried. “It’s been a long time since I had to punish you like this isn’t it, I do not enjoy this Honey but I will not have my wife disobeying me, disgracing me again.” He passed her some tissues and a bottle of water, “Have 5 minutes rest, get your breath calm again.” He told her gently, “What is it not over ?” she gasped, “Sir, please, no more….” “You’re doing it again, telling me what to do !” Sebastian was fuming, “I’m not, Sir, I’m just saying, I can’t….”Honey pleaded. “You can and you will. Now get yourself calm and ready. Drink your water now.” He ordered, as he left the room for a few minutes. Knowing she will calm down better without him there because otherwise she will just beg and plead, continue crying and not control herself.

After 5 minutes, Sebastian came back in the room, Honey was getting up on all fours again, “Honey stay lay down, arms, legs spread.” He went over to her and knelt on the floor by her face, “You know I love you right ?” She nodded, “I love you too, I’m sorry I do these stupid things,” “I know, but you also understand why I won’t stand for it, why I punish you now, why I will start the retraining with you again. I want you to follow my rules. There’s nothing awful in them. Show me respect Honey. Right now, let’s get this done with and start again. Okay ?” He kissed her forehead, eyes, tasting the salty tears still staining her face as he kissed her cheeks before finally kissing her mouth, his tongue finding hers as they kissed for a long time. Of course he still loved her but he wanted to show he meant what he said. 

Sebastian picked up the bullwhip and Honey’s eyes widened, tears blurred her vision, she was scared stiff of that whip. “I want you to be perfectly still Honey, I’m going to give you 10 with this over your back, I want you to count them. I know you can take it because you are strong, you are my girl and I love you so much, so be brave for me.” He said gently before giving her a soft kiss, tears rolled down her face but she nodded, she could do this, only 10, she can do it.

Honey prepared herself for the next onslaught, the whip terrified her but she was going to prove to Sebastian that she is his girl, his submissive, his.

The whip whistled through the air and flicked across Honey’s back, Honey squeezed her eyes tightly, grabbed the bedding and said 1 clearly, making Sebastian smile. She’s in the right headspace now, the fighting stopped, this was purely her proving she can do it for him, for herself, she wants to make him proud. Another flick made her gasp, 2, she muttered. No time to think as the whip continued to strike her back, tears streamed down her face, her eyes sore because she was squeezing so tightly. But she kept going, digging deep inside herself, until finally she muttered 10. Then she allowed the tears to fall properly, quickly Sebastian dropped the whip, climbed on the bed, gathered his wife into his arms carefully before hugging her tightly, kissing her head, face, arms, anywhere he could reach that wasn’t sore. He made soft soothing noises, calming her down. He felt her tears run down his neck, probably slobber and snot too but he loved the closeness before he gave her after-care, she knew he loved her so much for taking this punishment, yes it was severe, yes it was harsh, she would still have the additional training at the Acorn but she won’t know about that until the following weekend when he takes her there. He doubted she’d remember where they were going, it was over 15 years ago when she went that first time.

Honey was so exhausted she was nearly asleep when Sebastian got up from the bed. He got a bowl of warm water and a washcloth, soothing cream and plasters, then went back to Honey. “Baby, I need to clean you up, stay brave coz its going to tingle a bit.” He told her quietly, Honey nodded and waited for the sting. She flinched as her husband gently washed her bottom, legs then back. There were no cuts on her back so he carefully massaged some cream over it, then applied several plasters on her cheeks and one on her leg, he gently rubbed some cream around the plasters, until he had covered all the nasty welts and bruises. And there were many. 

Sebastian tidied up, leaving Honey to rest and let the cream sink in, then picking up a robe from the door, he helped Honey stand up and slipped her robe on. A few tears rolled down her cheeks when she got up, holding onto Sebastian as they walked slowly to their dorm. He slipped off her robe and helped her into bed, she fell asleep almost immediately as he kissed her gently. Getting ready for bed himself, he went and did a final check up, closing all the doors before climbing into bed, snuggled gently next to his wife and fell asleep.

Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 6.

Whilst Rayanna was chatting away with Suquie, her Mamma was busy cleaning up the kitchen after lunch, getting the afternoon’s school work ready. The phone rang, picking it up she saw it was her husband. “Hi Sebastian, you ok ?” It was unusual for him to phone whilst in work. “No, I’m not ok. I forgot to take Rayanna’s mobile of her. I don’t want her to be in contact with anyone. I’ve just tried phoning her, and the line is engaged. Do you know about this ?” He did not seem happy about this. “I…..I gave her permission to call Suquie.” Honey told him. “Since when have we allowed our children to use their mobile phones when they are grounded. You should have realised I had just forgotten to take it off her and done it yourself. NOT give her permission to call her friend.” He was furious with his wife. “I know Sebastian, but she just needed to make sure Suquie was ok, they are only chatting hunnie, She’s been a really good girl this morning.” Honey tried to stay cheery, but really she was beginning to feel very nervous. “Oh well, that’s ok then, she’s been good for A morning, after all that’s happened. Really Honey ?” Sebastian told her. “We will talk about this later. You’ve made a grave mistake, one you should never have done. You know mobiles are not allowed if grounded. I’m surprised at you. I will see you later, I think you know what is going to happen.” He hung up, leaving Honey looking at her phone, her hand shaking slightly.

She realised she had just made a terrible mistake and she was going to pay for it. Once Rayanna finished her lunch, her Mamma asked for her phone. “Why Mamma, Pappa didn’t say take it away.” She whined. “No he forgot, he’s just phoned me to say he tried calling you, he knows you were talking to Suquie and he’s not very happy with me at all.” Rayanna thought she knew what she meant by that statement, so without moaning, she handed her the mobile. Mamma smiled, whispered thank you, then took it away. She felt worried about what her Pappa would do, also, would he be mad at her too. She hoped not.

Rayanna continued her homework, there were a few things with her maths she didn’t understand, so she would have to ask her Pappa for help. Mamma wasn’t very up to date with maths nowadays, as it had changed considerably since she was at school. Honey busily prepared and cooked the evening meal and quickly all the family returned home from whatever they were doing, school, college or work. Sebastian was the last to come home, he’d had a very busy day and felt very tired but he had to deal with his disobedient wife. The family chatted non-stop during dinner, only Rayanna and her parents knew something was wrong, but it was always like this. Eventually Honey had cleaned up, Sebastian went to get some bits done himself, then went to see Rayanna. “Hi Pappa, could you help me do my maths. I was struggling with it.” She got up to get her book and together they worked through the parts she was struggling with, he was very good at explaining how to do the working out, she didn’t want to be told the answer, she wanted to know how to do it. Eventually she had completed it all.

“Now Rayanna, come sit on the bed a moment. I believe Mamma gave you permission to speak with Suquie earlier ?” He asked, “ Now you know the rules if you’ve been grounded don’t you ?” He asked, the sound of his voice chilled Rayanna a little. “Y…Yes Pappa, I only wanted to……..” Rayanna began, until her Pappa put a finger up. “Do you know the rules Rayanna ?” He asked, she looked at the floor, “Yes Pappa,” She whispered. “Then why did you ask for your phone ? Your Mamma should have known better than to give it to you, but you should also have known better than to ask. Should you not ?” He asked patiently. “I..I..just wanted to check on Suquie Pappa. I…….” Rayanna tried to explain. “I don’t want excuses, I want you to learn to follow my rules. Over and over you disobey me, well no more. You’ve been a spoilt little brat and I’m not putting up with it anymore. Now you need your bedtime spanking before I deal with your mother and I can tell you, I’m not happy with either of you.”  “PaPappa, please.” Rayanna began. “No more Rayanna.” Her Pappa stood up, began unfastening his belt, pulling it quickly through the loops of his trousers, dropping it on her cot, he sat back down and in one quick movement, he grabbed Rayanna’s wrist and threw her over his knee. Her school skirt flew over her bottom before she had a chance to breath then her Pappa began spanking. All the while lecturing her about following his rules at all times, and he was fed up with both her and her Mamma thinking they don’t apply to them. It was going to change from now. Rayanna refused to cry, she was mad at him, she didn’t see any issue with wanting to check up on her friend. Well she was NOT going to cry.

Her Pappa stopped then, reaching for something, she spotted what is was. It was her wooden long school ruler. As he began swinging heavy swats across her sit spots, Rayanna became more and more angry, punching her Pappa’s legs, kicking backwards to try to catch his arms, He ended up putting one leg over her so she couldn’t kick then grabbed both arms and held them behind her back. “And this behaviour is also not acceptable, and will only land you in more trouble,” her Pappa said, swatting the back of her legs, now Rayanna fought the tears away, I will not cry, I will not cry, She told herself, over and over, refusing to get up even though her bottom and legs were now burning madly. “Get up and get over the bed, don’t you dare move,” Pappa told her. She lay over the bed, hugging her pillow tightly under her head. 

Pappa grabbed his belt, raised at and whipped it across her backside, her sit spot and legs until eventually Rayanna couldn’t hold back anymore and she sobbed into the pillow. It didn’t long before she stopped fighting it, Pappa knew she reached her limit, he hated punishing his little girl but enough was enough and she had to learn this.

Stopping, he dropped the belt on the desk, lifted her up, scooped her onto his knees as he sat on the bed, she immediately began hugging him and he did her. Rocking her gently, side by side, kissing her head. “Right lie down, let me rub some cream on, then you can go to bed,” Rayanna climbed off her Pappa’s knee, she was so sore and tender it hurt so much to walk and move, tears began to fall down her face again. Pappa picked up the cream, “Now, what are you going to do with this cream ?” He asked as he gently rubbed it on her bottom, and legs. “Erm, I’m gonna rub cream in morning and night, and maybe during the day, if I need too.” She stuttered. “That’s right, because if you don’t ?” He asked once more, “You will spank me Pappa.” “Good girl, you know I will, I expect you to be obedient, I won’t tolerate this behaviour from any of you, my children or my wife. Now all done, go wash your face and then you can have an early night.” Pappa told her. “But it’s only 7pm Pa……..” She began. “Do I have to give you a reminder of what happens when you don’t do as you’re told ?” He sternly asked, his eyes turned steely grey and his face unrelenting. “No Pappa.” She muttered as she walked to her bathroom  to have a wash, then she went to bed crying into her pillow until she fell asleep.

Pappa put his belt back on and went to the living room, he was exhausted. He helped himself to a drink, took a long sip, thinking about Honey, who he knew would be in a panic, worrying about what her fate would be. No doubt she will have heard Rayanna’s cries, and he would be sure that Honey would be more than crying by the time he’d finished with her. Recently her disobedience had become inexcusable, He intended on making sure this will not happen again and Honey had no idea what was in-store for her. He had booked a long weekend away, Thursday until Sunday, the older children will be in charge of the youngsters and he knew, they would follow the rules, 100%. Honey will think it’s going to be a lovely treat away from home but she will be in for a shock. There was a very special place, almost like his second home, Acorn Snuggery where his disobedient wife will be going. It’s a very old exclusive, private club only for men, who have the highest respect from public clubs, are allowed to join. There anything goes. It is designed for Masters/Mistresses to bring their subs back in order. Specially trained Dominants / Dominatrix’s who are called The Matriarchs work here, using all and any forms of punishment, torture and humiliation. Subs are brought there and left, to be dealt with by these Matriarchs. So they know their misdemeanour must have been extremely serious for them to be sent here. Next door is another private retreat, only for the Masters/Mistresses. Here, in their private quarters, they can continue as normal. They could do work here, or just use the chance to catch up with fellow Masters/Mistresses. Surveillance cameras were everywhere in the Snuggery, and in the retreat the Masters/Mistresses can watch anything that happens, to their own sub and to others. They could even talk to the Matriarch’s via their earpiece. It is recorded and put on a memory stick for each Master/Mistresses, when they leave. It’s an incredibly expensive club to join, but even if you were a millionaire, if Masters/Mistresses from other clubs did not pay them huge respect and get voted into the club, you will not get in. 

It will be extreme, the worst any sub can experience, but, all subs know if they are sent there then there will be unbearable punishments and torture, yet they would have to dig deep inside tthemselves to take it. Only once a Master/Mistresses is sure the sub has learnt their lesson, the retraining will stop. But if the Matriarchs disagree then the sub will stay longer. Sebastian had only sent Honey there once, after being married 5 years, and she only lasted 24 hours. This time she would be there 60+ hours, and he had no intention of ending it early.

She will learn, but she will learn the hard way.

Daddy’s story, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s story

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 5.

Rayanna lay on her tummy in her cot, she had cried so hard during that spanking she thought she couldn’t cry again, all her tears should be gone by now. Her bottom hurt so badly she couldn’t move,  yet her Pappa had told her she had to come for dinner when it was ready, and she would be sitting on her wooden stool. She thought back to the spanking her Pappa gave her, she never wanted that ever again.

As she bent over her Pappa’s knee, she felt herself shake, her tummy had butterflies, she felt sick and so nervous she thought she would pee. Blinking the tears away, she slowly reached her Pappa, he took her arm and pulled her over his knee. Pappa had very long legs for an adult mouse, and even though Rayanna was just into her teens, her arms dangled and her feet only just touched the ground. But it didn’t seem to matter as he put one leg onto a foot stool, his other leg stayed on the ground. Then he pushed her further over his knee.

Pappa glanced at her very sore bottom, her school skirt barely covering her. “Rayanna this is going to hurt a lot, you will need to accept your punishments like the big girl you tried to be, I hope with this lesson you will learn never to fight, curse or lie again.”

Rayanna remembered her Pappa spanking her with his paw for a while before he pulled her panties completely off. She tried to grab them, keeping them up, but she was slapped on her paw until she let go.

Then she remembered that awful paddle, it stung, bit her bottom, making it burn so badly. This was much worse than the cane, she thought. She cried, screamed and punched at the air to no avail, how was she going to cope with this again at bedtime, then again twice every day until Pappa thought she had learnt her lesson, she thought to herself afterwards. 

Rayanna cried so much her eyes hurt, snot and slobber was dripping from her face as she was over her Pappa’s knee and now once it was all over. But it wasn’t over yet, she had this timeout to do, then he was spanking her again. This break was just for her Pappa to rub cream into her bottom, giving her chance to calm down. “Stand up Rayanna, here’s a washcloth to clean your face.” She took the cloth, wiped her eyes, face then lastly her nose. She still whimpered as her father passed her the coin and pointed to the wall. Taking the coin she started to pull her skirt down when her Pappa stopped her. “Skirt up, in fact, no, just take it off, put it on the bed.” Rayanna winced as she pulled her skirt off, placed the coin on the wall, her Pappa watched as she put her nose to the coin, then put her paws on her head. “Just so you know, I have a camera pointed to that wall so I can watch when you have to do a timeout. That’s how I know so do not think you can trick me.” Pappa walked out then, leaving her trying not to cry so she didn’t drop the coin.

She remembered how for the first 10 minutes she dropped it so many times. Every time she sobbed she would drop it. But this time she made sure she reset the clock. In the end it took nearly an hour and a half to complete.

But just when she thought it couldn’t get worse, it did. Her Pappa heard the alarm go off and was quickly back in the bedroom, he walked over to her and gave her a hug. “Well done Rayanna, I watched how difficult it was at the beginning. Your punishment for now is nearly over. I want you to go and bend over the bed.” Tears welled up in Rayanna’s eyes, she didn’t think she could cope with much more. Suddenly she heard a sound that was a bit familiar but she wasn’t sure. Turned out it was her Pappa taking his belt off. “Rayanna, I can’t tell you how much you have disappointed me, I never thought we would hear such language coming out of your mouth. Mamma counted that you swore 16 times, 16 Rayanna. That’s disgraceful behaviour. Every morning I am going to use my belt on you 16 times, so you can go to school remembering why your bottom hurts so badly. Today you will get 20, every time I use this belt I expect you to count, 1, I’m sorry Pappa, I will not curse. 2, I’m sorry Pappa, I will not curse. Do you understand ?” Pappa had said, so so sternly. “Y……yes Pappa, I understand.” Rayanna said, the words stumbled out.

Then she remembered that first blistering whip, how she thought her skin was going to be ripped off, she wondered if her bottom could burn more if she burnt herself in a fire. Stupid, she knew but she couldn’t help wondering. 

Rayanna couldn’t remember much more of that belting, only at the end when it hurt so much to walk. Pappa gave her a huge hug and stayed with her until her sobbing had calmed down. Then he walked her to her cot, helped her lay on her tummy and gently rubbed some cold cream over her bottom and legs. “Ray, you’ve been a good girl, you stay here until Mamma calls you for dinner. Then you come back and get ready for bed. Do you have homework ?” Pappa asked. “Just some reading.” She had said. “Then you may read it after dinner in your cot then go to sleep. Remember tomorrow  you will get a spanking before school and before bed until I’ve decided you have learnt your lesson. Have a rest now sweetheart.” Then he left the room. 

As soon as he left, she had cried and cried herself to sleep. Mamma woke her up for dinner as she helped Rayanna get out of her cot,  then she walked with her daughter to the kitchen. Pappa was already seated and Rayanna noticed her stool was position at her Pappa’s side. She fought tears away as she carefully sat down, her Mamma helped her get into her nightdress before going for dinner. But just as Rayanna was about to sit down, Pappa told her to lift her nightdress, he wanted her bare bottomed on the stool. Rayanna felt her face flush, her siblings understood what she was going through, they had all been there at some point. As long as she didn’t move, it didn’t hurt too badly, she ate her dinner quietly until her Pappa dismissed her. Getting up was a different matter as her skin was stuck to the bare wood. Crying out a little and wincing, Rayanna slowly got up and went to her dorm. Getting her school book she lay on her cot, trying to focus on the words instead of the pain.

It didn’t take her long to finish the book, when her Mamma popped in. “Here’s some cream for you, you must rub some into your bottom and legs before and after your school day. It will help with the healing. I will leave it here.” she said, “Thank you Mamma.” Rayanna said quietly  then she kissed her daughter lightly on the top of her head and left. Rayanna cried herself to sleep again.

The following morning Rayanna ached everywhere, her body felt like she had been in a fight, but her bottom, oh Lordy, she thought of her school day, sitting all that time, how ? Will wearing panties help ? Then she remembered she wasn’t allowed to wear them and her spanking was due this morning. Tears fell from her eyes as she tried to get dressed, Mamma said she still had to dress in her school uniform even though she was suspended, so she carefully went to the kitchen to get her breakfast. Just as she started her porridge, Pappa said, “As soon as you have eaten go to your room, I will be waiting for you.” Rayanna just whispered “Yes Pappa.” dreading what was to come, her Mamna quickly warned her not to eat her food slower than normal. She was busy getting the school work out for today. Rayanna couldn’t go any slower, she had eaten then taken her bowl to the sink before slowly heading back to her dorm. Her Pappa was quickly behind her, “Quickly Rayanna, I have to go to work. Did you use the cream your Mamma gave you ?.” Oh no, she suddenly remembered it, guiltily she hung her head, shaking it. “I’m sorry Pappa, I forgot, I fell asleep very early.” Her Pappa was furious, lecturing her on why her Mamma lovingly made sure she had the cream to heal her bottom. “Did you use it this morning ?”, he asked. Again she shook her head. “Skirt up, I hope you have no panties on, face that wall with your hands on your head.” her Pappa ordered, then left the room.

Returning after a minute or two, he told her to take one step back then touch her ankles. “You do not move from this position.” His voice was scary, she had never heard him sound like this before. Suddenly she felt this cold stuff drip over her bottom, then her Pappa rubbed this cream (she presumed), all over her bottom and legs, he was not very gentle over her swollen sore skin. When he ordered her to spread her legs, she felt something go over her happy spot. When he ordered her to spread her cheeks, she felt her face blush crimson as again, she felt something go over her bottom hole. Then she was told to resume position.

“I wont tolerate disobedience Rayanna, you should know that by now, yet you didn’t bother to do what your Mamma told you to do. Something that will benefit you, help your skin heal. But no, you chose to ignore it. For this disobedience you will get 20 again. I want you to wear no panties every day you are suspended, I want your bare bottom on your stool as you do your school work.” Her Pappa said as he took his belt off.

As her Pappa was chastising her, she felt a warm tingling sensation in her bottom hole and happy spot. Well it wasn’t as much warm, it was actually getting hotter and more uncomfortable, the tingling was getting stronger. She had no idea what her Pappa had put on her but she knew one thing, Rayanna did NOT like it. She started fidgeting, trying to shake her butt to get whatever it was off her. “Stop moving and stay in position. Move your tail over your shoulder Rayanna. I should not have to tell you this again.” He ordered. “Pappa I can’t, something’s burning me, I need to wash myself.” Rayanna begged, grabbing her tail and just about to stand up, when a sudden swat went across her legs. Rayanna screamed out loud, and another swat followed by another. “This will continue until you get into position Rayanna.” Her Pappa said, swinging that belt over and over, covering her legs with thick welts, the tail end whipped around the front of her legs, the edge cutting into her thighs.

After 10 or more whips with the belt Rayanna got into position, she thought that meant 10 off her morning spanking but she was wrong  “Finally you choose to get into position, now you stay there for your punishment. Move and I will whip your legs again.” Pappa told her, it was very hard to get into position and stay there when you are stood up, bent over holding your ankles. The force of the belt made you move forward, but as long as she got back into position immediately Pappa didn’t mind. 

Rayanna was sobbing before the 20 swats started, she remembered the count she needed to say, as she screamed, wailed, begged him to stop, his swats seemed harder for the last 5, but the last one his belt wrapped around to her front, the tail end whipped her Happy Spot and she fell on her knees.

Struggling to breath as she cried so hard, everywhere hurt.

Her Pappa reached down, helping her up, he hugged her tightly, rubbing her back until she had calmed down. Kissing the top of her head. “Good girl Rayanna, it’s so much easier if you just stayed in position. I hope you are learning from this Ray.” Pappa said quietly. Making soothing noises, kissing her, hugging her until her sobs calmed. Rayanna clung to her Pappa, “I’m sorry Pappa, I really am.” She whispered between sobs. “I know Ray, now come, lie on the bed and I will rub some cream in. I want you to rub more in at lunchtime, dinner time and bedtime today. Do not forget, you don’t want such a bad whipping again tonight.” Her Pappa told her.”Pappa I don’t think I can take any more, please Pappa.” Rayanna willed her Pappa to say No more, but all he said was, “I will tell you when enough is enough young lady, not you. All you have to do is do as you are told. Now you may get up, clean yourself up and your Mamma will have your school work ready. I want to hear a good report of your Mamma today.” He ordered, his voice stern once more. Sobbing Rayanna stuttered, “Yes Pappa.”

She walked awkwardly to the bathroom and washed her face, drying her hands she decided to look at her bottom, so holding her skirt up, her tail was over her shoulders, she looked over her shoulder into the mirror. What she saw shocked her, her entire bottom, back and sides of her legs were swollen, a mass of welts, cuts and bruises. No wonder she could hardly walk, she thought as she carefully lowered her dress and  walked to the kitchen. Mamma had all her books out, the work ready in piles for the day. Her little wooden stool ready for her to sit down.

Somehow Rayanna sat down without wailing, tears fell but she cried quietly, now she was ready for her work. She just hoped she didn’t need to move again soon.

The morning went by surprisingly quickly, she chose to have no morning break, but her Mamma did make her a couple of hot chocolate drinks. “You’ve done very well Rayanna this morning. I’m proud of your work and dedication. I will be sure to tell Pappa how well you’ve worked. Now lunchtime, you may have an hours break and you may have your lunch in your den. I will bring something to you. Please go and put some cream on your bottom before you forget again.” Her Mamma told her, smiling at her little girl, she kissed her cheeks. “Now go, get that cream done first, please.” Rayanna gave her Mamma a hug and whispered, Love you Mamma, before kissing her cheek and walking back to her den.

The first thing Rayanna did was rub some cream into her red hot, welted skin. It was sooo sore and hard to touch but she had to do as she was told so she covered her skin then lay on her tummy waiting for the cream to sink in. She was still allowed her phone so she messaged Suquie, checking to see if she was okay. Miss Finch allowed her to take two weeks off, but doing school work at home a bit like Rayanna except she wasn’t suspended. Miss Finch wanted some time to investigate what exactly had been going on, speaking to teachers, pupils, even looking through the CCTV cameras. She wanted every bit of evidence before making her decision about the future of the other girls. This also meant that Suquie would make a decision about whether she was moving school or not. 

Rayanna felt sick at the thought of losing her best friend at school, she didn’t think her Pappa would let her move school, so she would just have to wait and see what happens.

Her Mamma brought her lunch on a tray, popping it on the table. “Mamma can I phone Suquie whilst I’m on my lunch break please ?” she asked. Her Mamma thought for a moment, “Okay, yes you may and thank you for asking. But I expect all your lunch eaten and you back in the kitchen doing your work at 1pm sharp.” She told her, “Thank you Mamma.” Rayanna smiled and hugged her, “Okay, go on have your lunch. And bring your lunch tray back with you please.” She said as she walked out and left her to call Suquie, she knew Rayanna had been desperately worried about her so she thought it was only fair that she spoke with her. She just hoped she had done the right thing and that Pappa wouldn’t be annoyed with her. She personally did not want a spanking at the moment as her bottom was also welted and terribly sore due to a caning she had been given that morning for being rude to him. She was on a fine line for a severe punishment, one more incident and that would be it. Both Rayanna and her Mamma had to be very good, neither wanted another visit over Pappas knee or bent over the bed. They were determined to show how good they could be.

Rayanna and Suquie chatted for the entire lunch break whilst Rayanna ate her lunch. Suquie felt terribly guilty about the punishment Rayanna had been given

But she told Suquie she would do it all again, if those girls bullied her again. Suquie said she would too, they missed each other terribly, Suquie desperately wanted give Rayanna a big hug. They were thankful that they had still got their phones, for now.

Playtime with Moss Adira

Playday with Miss Adira.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What’s happened in February

So what’s been going on recently………

 

Even though we are only half way through February, I felt there was enough to talk about now.

Happy Valentines Day to all my readers, hope you were all spoilt rotten, spanked hard and fudged even harder  🙂

I’m trying to get into my new rules, asking Miss Adira if I can go to the toilet, sometimes she tells me I have to go outside, videoed and once sing her a song at the same time, just for her amusement. And that was incredibly difficult. Concentrating on crouching down and weeing outside, but then to concentrate on singing the song, as it had been raining all day, the song I chose to sing was It’s Raining, It’s pouring. But when I actually felt I needed a wee, it had stopped raining but I did it anyway. And she was amused.

Snooze time is still a hard rule, one I’ve had for a long time, but my stubbornness sometimes makes me fight it, I have genuinely forgotten once, on a Saturday, I know Miss Adira was not happy about that. I know I need it as my sleep is just rubbish, but somehow though I am 99% submissive, that 1% is always connected to me thinking I should be able to choose if I want a snooze or not. Mainly due to the fact that all I think about it is, what I could be doing instead of sleeping. Sometimes I feel okay after a nap, other times I feel even more tired. I take my kindle, the dogs settle quickly on the bed and I get myself comfy, prop up my book so all I need to do is use 1 finger to move the page. This is usually the best way of getting me to sleep, but there are times I just rest and read. Miss Adira is happy with that, as long as I have timeout in bed to rewind, snooze or just rest.

The rule about using no slang, having correct punctuation and grammar isn’t going too bad, sometimes if I’m having a rant or excited about something I may forget and use slang but it’s getting back into the habit of not using text speech and use the Queen’s English instead. Miss Adira hasn’t pulled me up about it but I like to think I don’t do it often. If I’ve noticed in my messages I will correct it before sending it. So this is going well.

 

Now to the most exciting part of what’s happened so far. One of Miss Adira’s rules is to practice making myself squirt twice a week and video it. This is something I’ve never accomplished by myself, I do a lot when my Doms play with me, often wondering where all this cum comes from inside of me, as I can squirt and squirt, cum and cum multi times in one play. Only stopping because I’ve exhausted myself. I’ve bought myself many G’spot toys to try to find the spot, all to no avail. My first try was a total fail, oh I had a lovely play but nothing else. I’d rubbed all around my insides, catch a spot but just not get the right angle. Miss Adira had a very good vibrator that she says she uses a lot but it cost a lot, like £90 or something. I said that it would have to be a birthday or Christmas present at that price. Then she found one, in the sale, like reduced to £50 or just under. So I got it. And I must say as vibrators go, it’s pretty wicked. But even with this toy I couldn’t squirt. I was annoyed with myself, I felt I’d let myself down but mostly let Miss Adira down. Though I know she wouldn’t be as she could see I was trying and the point of the exercise was to keep trying. One day a while ago Miss Adira then sent me a link to a YouTube video, about how to make yourself squirt. A man, walking in the park, telling us women what to do. Oblivious of who walked past as he said squirting in nearly every sentence. But I listened to what he said and waited until I could try again. I had a while to wait as I had some female health issues to deal with. But once I felt better I thought I was ready to try. Miss Adira had also said it was all about relaxing, enjoying a good play, multi orgasms, then relax and see what happens. 

So this week I thought right, lets try, set up the video, cushions, waterproof mat (most important), vibrator and lube, dogs were settled on the other end of the bed, so I began. Enjoying a very good play, cumming 4-5 times, I was spent, but I always enjoy keeping the vibrator going inside whilst I come down from my high. I turned it around so the rabbit ears teased my bottom, then gently rubbed my back wall, I’d changed the settling so it felt different, I could soon feel myself building up again, a different pressure was growing, rubbing my vibrator quicker, more fiercely I felt the pressure explode and I began to leak. Not sure at first if it was me squirting or me peeing. But I knew, I knew the continued feeling, the high, the complete release. I’d forgotten I was videoing it, talking to myself I cried out, “I’m doing it, I’m squirting, I can’t believe I’ve done it, OMG, YYEEEHHHHH.” (This amused Miss Adira a lot,) I have to say I was really proud of myself as I have tried so many times and failed. But after enjoying that first time, I continued to play, now I know what to do. I stopped the video and set it again to video my play. This would be a short one for Master and Daddy. I wanted them to see me squirt and be part of it too, but I know Miss Adira will want her own video to be just for her. I continued to enjoy playing and squirting until I really couldn’t go on anymore, physically I was exhausted, my arm heavy and tired. I still wonder where all this fluid comes from, the waterproof mat was sodden.

Eventually I got up with shaky legs, tidied up, and gave myself a quick shower. I couldn’t wait to tell my Doms. Master will be very proud of me and so would Miss Adira. So I went on our group chat, (knowing Miss Adira would see if first) and sent her a link to a girl squirting on YouTube. She responded immediately. “Why you looking a naughty pictures ?”  “Am I not allowed ?” I replied. “That’s not what I asked or said “ Miss Adira replied. Feeling a teeny weeny bit cheeky I said “So you wanna know why I’m looking at naughty pics ?” “Go on then,” She said.

“COZ I DID IT. I ACTUALLY DID IT.” I said, sending her the video.

A bit later she told me she was very proud of me, which made me grin like a Cheshire cat. Where did that saying come from ? Is it an old wives tale ?

To grin like a Cheshire cat means to smile broadly. Some definitions of the term stipulate that the smile must be so broad as to expose the gums. The idiom grin like a Cheshire cat may have the connotation that the person who is grinning is in possession of knowledge that the beholder is not aware of. 

Ahhh learn something new everyday.

 

So this was a real achievement for me. What else has gone on……well Miss Adira has a real good memory and remembers punishments that are long overdue. One being, getting me to make an origami farm barn. She loves telling me to make her origami animals and has a huge collection now, so then she decided she wanted a barn, found a YouTube video of what she liked and sent it me. I had tried to avoid doing it after trying once but she never forgot. She reminded me at the beginning of this week, wanting it done by the end of the week. I had no choice but do it. It took me all morning to just measure and get all the walls the same size, length and width. After my snooze I then began putting doors and windows in it, some where the windows were open, large barn doors that opened, others that didn’t. The next day I painted them but my paint was dried up so I mixed water in and it was more like watercolours. It wasn’t that bad but not perfect and I couldn’t figure out how to improve it. That afternoon I measured the windows so I could put in animals, looking through the window, others that would sit outside the barn and a farmer. Then I coloured those in. At bedtime I decided to colour the window frames with felt tips and make the outlines stronger. When I did that it looked much better. Not perfect but nearly there. Today was the day to now put it altogether, to fold the flaps that stuck to the walls etc and this was really frustrating. I needed another pair of hands but no one was in, so I persevered and suddenly the 4 walls were standing up on their own. I left it to dry before facing the roof, which was even harder. But again I thought about it before getting in a tizwaz and one side was up, then the other was done. I glued it down more, plus the edges of the walls where you could see the join, I stood back and I have to say, not to sound big headed coz I’m not at all, but I stood back and I was impressed. I think Miss Adira is going to love it, well I hope she will and could see all the hours it took to make it. I wonder if she thinks I’m going to try to make an excuse as to why I’ve not done it………..I will let you know.

Finally there’s one more thing to tell you, this makes me very hot under the collar, excited is beyond how I feel, so here goes……..Now I often day dream or dream about play scenes I’m in, often these dreams I have, I try to make them come true in the stories I’m writing. This one developed after something that happened with Daddy and I. We were shopping in a supermarket when Daddy was getting something from the delicatessen, So I wandered off to look around, I wasn’t far but he couldn’t see me. All of a sudden I heard his voice, booming, “Little’en where are you ?” I popped my head around so he could see me, “Get here now.” He said loudly. I felt myself blush but also become damp, no, wet between my legs. Excited by the embarrassment of it all, everyone staring at me, I felt humiliated. I’m still very surprised he didn’t wallop my backside there and then, but I got severe warnings never to wander off again. I tried to explain that I was a big girl, I was capable of not getting lost in the supermarket and I knew where he was but he told me I was not, I was his ‘little’ and he would not have me wandering around without telling him where I was going but he did not want me leaving his side, end off.

Now this little real scene has played around my head ever since and too this day still gets rather excited.

Then I had this day dream, which grew in my night dreams and got me rather excited. So imagine the scene……………………….

I was having a day out with Daddy and Miss Adira, we were going to a huge European outdoor market. I had strict instructions to stay by the side of Daddy or Miss Adira at all times. Now I love my dresses and handbags, so any stall or shop that sells them, I will let my temptation get the better of me. So I wandered to the stall selling dresses, about 3 stalls away from where my Doms were. After a few seconds Daddy realised I wasn’t with them, he and Miss Adira began calling my name, Daddy began panicking. Until I eventually popped out from between the clothes to see them. They were livid.

“I think you need to go to the car and have a quiet word with Aurora,” Miss Adira told Daddy. She looked at her watch, “It’s nearly lunchtime so why don’t I get a table in that pub we passed by the car park and you come back to me.”  I was a bit confused, why do we need to go to the car for a telling off. Daddy agreed and we walked towards the car park, leaving Miss Adira to get us a table in the pub. Daddy had a firm grip of my hand as we marched to the car, unlocking it he told me to get in the back seat. He walked around to the front passenger side, moving the back of the seat forward, he took something out of the glovebox but I didn’t see what it was, putting it on the seat. Moving the back of the driver’s seat forward he then climbed into the back seat next to me. The lecture began, don’t think I’ve seen him this mad before. 

“Turn around and face the back window,” He told me, “Spread your legs and lift your dress up.” Looking at him in surprise, I could tell he was deadly serious, so I did as I was told.

He wrapped his left hand under my tummy and held my hip tightly, hugging my body to his, then a severe spanking began with a wooden paddle, I’d no idea where the paddle had come from, all I knew was that Daddy was pounding my butt so hard I was crying almost straight away, I couldn’t hear what he was saying, the slap of wood hitting skin and my sobbing drowned his words out. I just remember him warning me to scream internally which is very very hard to do. Sometimes I opened my eyes and saw people walking past, in their own little world, not paying any attention to what noises they may hear as they went past our car. 

Eventually Daddy stopped, there was no loving after-care, he handed me some baby wipes and told me to wipe my own bottom clean, there was a lot of burst blisters and broken skin, so it took a lot of wipes before my skin was free of blood. Then I wiped my face clean of tears, snot and smudged make up. Daddy cleaned the paddle and went to the front seat to put it and the wipes back in the glovebox. He helped me out of the car, held me until my wobbily feet felt solid again then gave me a kiss and cuddle. Warning me to stay with them again for the rest of the day, sniffing I nodded and said I was sorry.

We walked to the pub and found Miss Adira, she told me to sit bare on the chair as I began to carefully touch the seat and eventually sit. “I take it we’ve had a chat,” She asked Daddy. “Yes we have and there shouldn’t be a problem again, but if there is, it will be your turn to speak to her, won’t it Littl’en.” Daddy asked me, “Yes Daddy,” I replied. “Very good,” Miss Adira said, clearly amused at this idea and seeing my discomfort. 

We ate our meal then proceeded to enjoy the day, looking at the stalls. I stayed with Daddy and Miss Adira, until I spotted an interesting stall. They were busy talking to the salesman, so I left them for only a few seconds to go and look at some handbags. I could clearly see them but by the time I’d wandered around the bag stall I was on the other side and couldn’t be seen. Until I heard Miss Adira shouting my name. She was so angry, stomping towards me, I was that shocked I peed a little, feeling it dribble down my legs. “What did we tell you ?” She told me, grabbing my arm, telling Daddy that we would meet in the pub again, she marched me back to the car, whilst people stared at us. I begged her not to spank me, that I couldn’t handle anymore. “Well you obviously haven’t learnt to do as you are told, get in the car now.” She ordered.

This time it was her turn to go to the glovebox, so I expected her to bring out the dreaded wooden paddle, with those evil holes that blistered my bottom. She came and sat in the back seat, telling me to climb into the front seat for a second. Then she moved over so she was more in the middle of the seat. “Come over here, over my knee, head to my left, now please.” I was told, “Lift your dress.” I climbed awkwardly so I was over her knee, my head touching the door, my legs bent so my feet were up by the window. Well you can guess what came next, except it wasn’t the wooden paddle. I gasped and bit my hand, “W..w…what’s that DiDi ?” I asked. “You know this, it’s my favourite paddle.” She showed me the black leather paddle with metal studs on one side, “Have you bought another ?” I asked. “Oh yes, both are new paddles and we have new ones to keep in your car too. You will not get away with anything at anytime. Like now, when you will not stay with us. But you will learn the hard way. No moving or screaming out, maybe you will learn after this.” 

My bottom, sit spots and backs of legs were spanked raw, the open blisters were bleeding almost straight away, I sobbed like a baby for the entire spanking. And struggled to get up when it was over. I sat awkwardly on her knee as she gave me a cuddle, before we got out of the car. “Now can we please enjoy the rest of the day.” She asked as she held my hand, “Lets go and find Daddy.”

We found him in the pub at the same table, I was still struggling to get my breath calmed down and found it excruciating to sit down bare. We had a drink then got up to go back to the market. 

“Look what I got you,” Daddy said, showing me a pink strap thing. He put one end around my left wrist and the other around his right wrist. “Now there’s no chance of you wandering off. I bought 3, you keep one in your handbag all the time and one for each car. This will not happen again.” I was mad, wearing a toddlers wrist strap, I felt like an idiot but I couldn’t take it off. I muttered “Yes Daddy,” then we enjoyed the rest of the day.

 

Now this long story about my dream has turned me on a lot, it sounds exciting, knowing what’s in the glovebox, what could happen at any time. Anyway I told Miss Adira about my dream and she thought it was a fantastic idea, telling Daddy who also agreed. So I have bought 2 leather studded paddles, 2 wooden with holes and 3 pink toddler wrist straps so when they come they will be going into the gloveboxes. It’s a scary but exciting thought knowing they will be there, but adds to the fun as well.

 

I’ve one more exciting blog to write but I’m not doing it now as this one deserves its own separate blog. But it will have something to do with my latest pictures and videos about playtime with my Mistress. Catch you on the next blog.