First play spanking for 2019 but my pain threshold has dropped considerably low.


One thing I’ve noticed since being in this lifestyle is how your pain threshold changes, I seem to only cope with what I would class as a gentle spanking now, compared to 2 years ago, when I could take a thorough fun thrashing from Master. And I know it’s gentle, I can tell just from the sounds the toys make as they slap my bottom and the force it hits me.

This really aggravates me, because I know I want a good harsh fun spanking, but the slightest slap and I’m wriggling, ouching and struggling to cope.

Today I had a lovely fun spanking from Daddy. It was his day off, so we spent it together. Daddy wanted a massage as his back was sore, so I changed the bedsheets (Mondays chore) put the waterproof sheet over the bed then a towel to lie on. Put some good old Nashville country music on, got the massage oil ready so I was all set for when Daddy arrived.

We had a coffee first, the dogs like to have their time with Daddy, I can’t even get to sit next to him as Muffin was there, Dave was sat on his knee, but it’s really a special time to see them together, especially antisocial Princess Muffin, but she loves him. (She’s got good taste just like her Mummy and Mummy PiggyJ.)

When we got upstairs, we both undressed, I left my dress out nearby as we were having some fencing delivered and it would be sod’s law that it arrives just when we are in the middle of some fun.

Anyway I gave Daddy a good long massage, found the spot that was all knotted and tense and really worked that area. He said I did a really good job and when he stood up, he said I’d done a great job as the pain had gone. He asked if I wanted one, I told him yes please, then just as we were getting ready, the doorbell  rang. I grabbed my dressing gown, tied it around me as I went downstairs, the fencing was here, the delivery guy just wanted to know where to put everything. I left him to it when I realised it was going to take a good few minutes. Meanwhile Daddy wanted to change the music, he said he couldn’t get a good swing to the music if it’s not rock. By the time I went upstairs again, the music from the TV show, Sons of Anarchy was on. We hung around for ages waiting til the delivery was done but we soon  realised it would take much longer, so I went back down, asked the man if I needed to sign anything, I did so I signed the form and asked if it was okay to leave him to it as I needed to get a shower.

(A small white lie.) But he said he was fine now so I closed and locked the door and headed back upstairs.

I lay on the bed ready for my massage when Daddy said, let’s get the toys out. I replied, hang on, thought I was getting a massage. He said, you are, just with toys instead.

I begged him not to get the jokari out so he brought a selection of different toys.

Starting with the flogger, he gently stroked the tails across my body before using it, gentle then hard, soft then severe. I coped with that, but then he changed to the Little Devil. A light swat felt like a million needles being struck across me. It hurt such a lot, I began ouching more as he went harder, but I knew it wasn’t really hard. I began getting annoyed with myself, I was acting like this was my very first spanking, yet I promise you it hurt like hell.

Daddy  tried out the rubber studded paddle, then the spanking hammer, using the tawse end too. That really whipped across me, I screeched and begged him not to use it. Fortunately he said as it was only a fun spanking he would leave it. Going back to the flogger he whipped it across my back, bottom and legs, which felt really nice.

Dropping the toys, Daddy ran his fingers gently over me, some places felt lovely, other places it tickled a lot, when he headed to my feet, I began wriggling,

I hate people touching my feet. I hate touching other people’s feet, so Daddy holding my foot and tickling it was a form of torture.

Stupidly, I told Daddy, so now he knows what to do to torture me.

Next he began hand spanking me, working hard on my sit spot. He has an incredibly hard hand, the power behind the smacks was really strong, not sure if these smacks were full force but they felt really painful but also very very nice.

We are going to their house Saturday evening, I’d quite like to be just lay over Daddy’s lap, so we could still watch the TV, whilst Daddy strokes me, squeezes my cheeks, hand spanks me, plus maybe fingering me. I’d just love to see what a good long hard  hand spanking would be like with him, no toys, well not til later. But I reckon I would be pretty bruised from his hand spanking.

From what I’ve seen and felt, if I was to get a hand spanking from PiggyJ, I think it would be even harder.

Anyway back to the spanking, Daddy rummaged through the toy drawer when he found the steel grater/paddle, he’d never seen it before. I love the feel of the grater as it grazes across very tender skin. The sting from the paddle side was shocking, Daddy liked this paddle, I think he liked my reaction of shock to it.

We both new Mr Spikey was coming out soon enough, but for a while Daddy enjoyed focusing on my sit spots, with the grater side of this paddle. Gentle but continuous paddling felt fantastic, sharp needles slapping you, right on that tender area, heading down my legs had me squirming around, inner thigh, between my butt crack, was excruciating yet still fantastic.

Next he tried out the vampire paddle, I’m not sure how many times he used the spikey side, I don’t think it was loads, but he enjoyed using the flat side. I nearly jumped off the bed when he whacked me with that. I much prefer the spikey side.

I had started bleeding quite quickly, I’m a bit worried if the continuous use of Mr Spikey has now caused permanent damage to my bum cheeks, and as soon as a spanking starts, these areas start to bleed. Frankly I don’t care, but it could mean I can’t have a long spanking as I would bleed too much. That or I would just need to have a wet washcloth permanently on the side to wipe my bum so Master or Daddy can see the damage done. But I will not stop having a Mr Spikey spanking.

Finally Mr Spikey came out, Daddy lifted my cheeks up, to get good access to my sit spots, he went softer than normal, but honestly, it was enough for me today. I could have lasted a little bit longer but Daddy was concerned with my bum so he told me that’s enough for today.

We enjoyed a great play next, much needed multi-orgasms and squirting made me feel tons better, more alive and awake.

I then gave Daddy a BJ, he made me giggle when he said he needed that.

One thing that concerned me, made me worry I was doing something wrong was that he pulled away, just before he came, and wanked himself off, so I watched as he came. Once the anticlimax jerks calmed down, I asked if he enjoyed it and he said, Oh fudge yes. Oh God yes. I giggled as he calmed down then cleaned him up. But it still worried me, I’ve only ever been with Master so maybe this happens sometimes with other men.  

I asked Master, he explained that sometimes you can get too sensitive so it’s not pleasant. He said, For him, its after I’ve cum. So I then asked PiggyJ, she said she hadn’t noticed but we decided she would ask Daddy. He then explained that since he was circumcised,  sometimes when he’s over excited, his penis becomes very very sensitive, overly sensitive, to the extreme that its uncomfortable. Then when he spanks me first, he really is way over sensitive. It has nothing to do with me, I’m doing nothing wrong, it’s just down to being uncomfortably oversensitive.

This would explain why some days I can give him a full blowjob and other times he cums over me.

But at least I understand what it is.

As for my pain threshold, Master has decided that morning spankings should begin again, 30 swats with Little Devil Paddle or the crop. This should build it up again.    

Fingers crossed this helps.

Finally Wednesday arrived, sorry it’s a late post, this was from Dec 5th.

I showered early, shaved, and got dressed. Tidied up the bedroom, and kitchen, then just had to wait for E to get up and go to work. Then went up and put some music on in the bedroom, tidied E’s room then the bathroom. I put makeup on then decided to be naked for when Daddy arrived. Putting my clothes on the chair along with my boots and bag ready for the day ahead.

Daddy arrived almost dead on time, he had a good trip and not too cold. He came in, gave me a kiss and gave the dogs some fuss, he then stripped off all his motorbike clothing, his thermal gear, then took out his clothes for the day. I made a coffee for us whilst he sorted himself out, then said, “I’ve saved I’m a celebrity to watch together, you need to start liking it.” Daddy just looked at me, he doesn’t like I’m a celebrity, “Well we can watch it later, I want you upstairs now.” I was a bit surprised, “I’ve just made coffee, or do you want to have them upstairs ?” I asked. “No, just you upstairs now !” he ordered. “We can heat the coffee up later.”
I locked the front and back door, then went upstairs, followed by Daddy and the dogs. “Right lie on the bed,” He told me. So I got 2 cushions and lay over them, tucking the third under my chin.

Daddy started rummaging through the toys drawer, I turned to look at what he was getting but he told me turn around. Getting the first toy, Daddy started rubbing, squeezing my butt as I relaxed into the bed. The first swat hit, sending sharp stings, then a slap, whatever was this paddle. I like to try to guess what each one is, but it’s not easy. But this sting was quite powerful and the slap hurt a lot. Daddy had his hand on my back to try to stop my wriggling but once he began on the back of my legs, I was wriggling about a lot. He soon put that one down and searched for another toy. My bottom was beginning to feel warm, tingling on my skin as Daddy came back, rubbing my bum, his fingers wandering between my legs, making me relax.

I felt something cold and hard graze over my buttocks, I could tell it was wooden, but which wooden paddle was it ? Daddy started with softer taps to begin with before going harder, it was becoming really painful and I wriggled even more. Thankfully this was only a fun play, so I wasn’t told off for moving, but Daddy kept a hand on my back just incase. The paddle hammered down on each cheek, each sit spot and thighs. That’s when I began rolling away from him. It was nice but boy, did it hurt. After a while he put that one down and rummaged in the drawer again.

Something soft struck my back, I guessed it was the red flogger straight away, it’s soft yet vicious, pounding my back, my bottom then my thighs. The rail ends leaving a bite that stung, but stung nicely. I think I could let him use that for ages, it does feel nice. And Daddy does manage to whip it so those ends snap beautifully.

Back to the drawer and I saw the awful loopy in his hand. This was a new toy for him, so he began softly, even though softly still stings terribly. I think he was enjoying this one, covering my ass, lifting my cheeks to get full access to my sit spot then legs. I’ve noticed he’s very keen on including legs in play or punishment, grabbing my wriggling legs, he just hit my feet, my hands, the soles of my feet if I didn’t stop protecting my sore flesh.

Then he got the jokari out and bloody hell how painful can one little strike be. Luckily Daddy included some very nice fingering play to help me relax again until he continued using it. But there’s nothing nicer than a mix of fingering and spanking.

Stroking my back, legs then bottom, Daddy bent down to bite one cheek, I cried out, unable to wriggle, but thankfully he didn’t go mega hard, I suppose Master would say it was a little nip. Just when I’d recovered from that he went to bite the other cheek, but as I knew what he was going to do, I tried rolling away again. But he grabbed me and rolled me back, holding me firmly as he bit the other cheek. I tried kicking out but it was no use. When he moved away I heard an evil chuckle, he knows how much I hate biting, but he can’t resist.

I hugged onto the cushion as he moved to the drawer again. This time he went back to the first toy then worked he way through them again. But more fingering was needed to calm me down, I did feel on the brink of crying, though I wasn’t fighting them away like normal. If it happened it happened. Today obviously wasn’t the day for it, today was a day for squirting a lot, with plenty of orgasms, as usual Daddy did not let me down.

4-6 orgasms later, squirting 3 times and I was spent, until Daddy asked if I wanted Mr Spikey. Naturally I’m not gonna turn Mr Spikey paddle down.

Daddy started gently at first, tapping one cheek then the other, asking if I wanted it harder, I always said yes. He loves playing with this paddle, watching the dots appear on my bottom,  making a great pattern. Then as the needles went further in and it was hit harder, blood pooled around each dot. For me the pleasure/pain is indescribable, yes it hurts a lot especially if it’s used after a spanking when the skin is already tender and raw.

Eventually Daddy said he would have to stop, but I wasn’t ready so I asked him to continue. He dug out the Giant Devil Paddle, it was his first time using that, it came down fairly hard, covering both cheeks. With each swat I felt blood splatter, Daddy was becoming concerned but trusted me when I said carry on. My bottom was on fire but it felt so good. I didn’t want it to stop.

Until……..Daddy decided to bring out the CPS. He’s heard a lot about it, he’s seen it, felt it’s weight but never used it. Until now.

As soon as I saw it I began protesting  the CPS is for serious punishments, not play. Well unless you’re Master, coz he loves using it. Daddy said it was only fair he got to try it………Mmmmm fair for who exactly.

Immediately after the first swat, I screeched and tried rolling away, but he caught me and held me there, I managed to get an arm out to rub my bum. Daddy let go of me and swatted me again. Right across my sit spot and upper thigh, I cried out so much but Daddy didn’t stop there. He hit again, across the back of my legs. I screamed out loud, grabbing my leg, pulling myself into tge foetal position, Daddy pulled me towards him, holding me tight, kissing me all over until I brought my head up and kissed him back. We stayed like that for a while then he got up, grabbing the CPS again, I thought he was putting it away but no, he walked to the other side of the bed, saying he had to make it even and have 3 swats on this side. I tried to stay still, but the final whack on the back of the legs again made me yelp, cry out and grab my leg. Crickey I hate that thing.

Daddy stopped then, saying that was enough, he didn’t want to damage my ass any further, but I needed a shower. I got it ready, then Daddy joined me. I love having showers or baths together, there’s something extra special about it. Daddy put some shower gel onto a sponge and began washing me, turning me around he knelt down and gently washed my bottom, kissing me as the blood washed away, leaving a lovely dotty pattern on my skin. His hands pushed my legs apart as fingers slipped into my pussy, thick, strong fingers took my breath away, I pushed my ass out and spread my legs further even though there was very little room. I came quickly, such power left me gasping for breath, as Daddy then got up, turned us both around, he sat on the seat, pulling me towards him, to straddle over his knee.

Now I’m no slim bird and Daddy has a little extra weight on him, so trying to straddle him, under the shower was rather amusing. He kept slipping off the seat, so I learned back against the shower cubicle doors, this gave us both a bit of extra support. Daddy played with my clit, rubbing it, fingers entering me, it became a hot, wet, wild play as I came violently on his knee. Getting up off his knee was a laugh, I ended up sliding to the floor but I was in the perfect position to have a play with Daddy’s cock. I licked him, waiting to see if he said no, but he didn’t. So I took him fully into my mouth, careful of where my teeth were so I didn’t scratch him again. I was enjoying this, and I knew by Daddy’s groans he was enjoying it too. But suddenly he pushed me away and stood up, helping me to my feet. Turning the shower off, we got out, Daddy dried me and quickly dried himself then he led me to the bedroom. Laying on the bed, Daddy climbed between my legs. His cock so close to me, yet the serious no touch rule from Master meant he could not enter me, neither could he rub his cock over my wet pussy. We both longed to but we didn’t, the repercussions if we did break this rule was too severe, I couldn’t begin to think of what Master would do if we broke it. But we have too much respect for Master anyway to even consider it. Maybe one day Master may allow us to have full sex. Maybe.

One thing Daddy does like to do is wank over me, cumming over my pussy, it’s the next best thing after having full sex, but also means I get to watch him, watch his face, how his body moves, hear his grunts and groans, it really is a wonderful sight. I love how his tattoos move above me, his muscles flex and relax turns me on so much.

I heard Daddy’s gruff groans get quicker, a slightly high cry out told me he was there, then I felt warm liquid drop over my pussy as his cum dripped between my legs. Finally when his jerks calmed down he leaned towards me to kiss me deeply. He always says thank you after we’ve played which is something I now love, I used to giggle, saying you don’t have to thank me, it should be me thanking you, now I choose to say you’re very welcome. It’s a nice, special ending to our play, followed by snuggles and a bit more snogging.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Punishments due this weekend.

Now considering I was on a spanking ban, I only had 25 due at the same time Daddy and PiggyJ had their punishment last Saturday, I think I did quite well for not occurring more over the past 3 weeks.

But yesterday I’ve managed gain another 50 from Master and 35 from Daddy.

Master’s reasons;

25 for not taking part in a vote, even though I was out and didn’t read the messages until it was too late.

25 for not asking if I could stay up when Daddy and PiggyJ came around on Wednesday evening.

25 for being bratty and throwing up a balled up piece of paper at Master,

75 due.

Daddy’s reasons;

25 for telling Daddy to shut up, ( only in a joking manner, ) as him and Master were ganging up on me, will explain in a minute.

10 for saying arse in a conversation with Daddy.

35 due.

Yesterday Daddy was on his lunch break, he always sits in an empty office to eat lunch and chat with me on video chat. Master had just come in from doing a grocery shop for me, I was complaining that he hadn’t bought enough fruit and salad. But I hadn’t put a number by each item so he knew how many to buy like I had with other items. My fault. But Master smacked my butt, making Daddy sit up straight to watch. Master said, “Oh I think we should give Manho a show as he’s at work,” he spun me around, pushed my body down on the kitchen worktop, lifted my dress up, revealing my big round white butt, and began spanking me hard. The sting, the burn, was just becoming really nice when he stopped. Showing Daddy my crimson bottom, Master then lowered my dress.

Then Daddy mentioned having a tag team for my 75 swats. Master then decided they should all take part, 25 for PiggyJ, 25 for Daddy, then 25 for Master. Obviously I didn’t get a choice, so I’m not sure if it will happen or not. It would be the first time PiggyJ spanked me if she did it.

After the spanking, Master and Daddy will spaff, ( hate that word,) they will cum over me and PiggyJ will lick it off.

Why ? For Master’s own enjoyment basically.

Not sure PiggyJ is keen on the idea, whether it’s just the humiliation, licking the cum off me, ( I know I don’t enjoy doing that, ) or whether she’s thinking it’s a punishment I don’t know. I will have to speak to her about it, so she realises that Master loves to set tasks that will cause his subs 150% humiliation and degradation, Personally I love being humiliated and degraded, maybe it’s just my view on it, but if it amuses Master, then really, it will amuse me, but only after the task is done. It is my job to amuse him.

Apparently the tag team spanking was a secret, or so Master has just decided as Daddy is in trouble for telling PiggyJ about it. Not sure what his punishment will be, probably a set 25, as Master seems to like doing punishments in groups of 25.

I’m going to do my best not to add anymore to my number, the punishments are usually set on Sunday’s when we stay over. I hope so anyway coz Daddy and Mr Spikey has a  date with my bottom, I have a date to give Daddy a full massage, also I want plenty of fun, plenty of squirting and lots of spanking, OTK, hands, flogger, Mr Spikey and anything else Daddy wants to use.

I’m not allowed to pick the implements for the punishment, the others will be choosing. Heaven knows what they will choose.

Been in trouble a lot this week.

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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

That’s a 6 week ban !!!!    6 WEEKS

I was NOT a happy little girl.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thursday we went to Blackpool.

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wednesday with Master, Daddy and PiggyJ.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Another trip to Windermere.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Saturday with Master, Daddy and PiggyJ.

We had arranged a play day with Daddy and Piggy, not being able to sleep over because we were still looking after my in-laws 2 dogs. And I knew full well the pup would bark and cry all day, even though E was home. And the other dog will bark at every noise going, so it wasn’t fair leaving E alone with them, as I knew how exhausting it was looking after the pup, At 6 months old, he was a bundle of energy and would just bark until you played with him. Usually throwing a ball for him to catch it, so it was too much for E. Instead we decided to go out during the day, so we left at 11am, getting to their house for just after noon.

We were greeted with PiggyJ and Daddy naked as always, one of Masters rules was that we must always be naked in Masters presence. Kisses for everyone, we dumped our stuff on the kitchen table, and I went to give Daddy a longer kiss and hug, and Master and PiggyJ were doing the same. Daddy had a funny look on his face, I asked if everything was okay and he said Yes. I knew he was full of the sniffles, so I presumed it was because he was feeling rough. I later realised it was because he had had his hair cut and I hadn’t noticed. Sorry Daddy.

Going to the kitchen to make Masters coffee as PiggyJ can’t make coffee, but she was watching me. She only drinks what I would call stewed tea. Yuk. She found the smallest mug for him, he doesn’t like big mugs like us, then I spotted the mug Daddy had bought for me. A beautiful mug, hang on, can you call a mug beautiful ? well it was, a big china mug with large purple flowers on it, a black feather was on the inside. It really was gorgeous. Anyway I made my coffee, poured hot water into PiggyJ’s mug with her teabag stewing, Master’s coffee was in the microwave, I asked PiggyJ to make Daddy’s because it was using a Tassimo and I wasn’t sure how to use it. PiggyJ did that but didn’t know what else to do as she doesn’t make his coffee. I asked Daddy if he used a milk pod for his coffee but he said no, milk from the fridge is fine. Now I know he doesn’t have much milk, so I poured some in and took it to him, asking if he needed more milk but he said no, it was perfect. I finished Master’s coffee, took his and mine in, then asked PiggyJ of her tea was ready. She said, “Oh no, it will be ready when you realise you’ve forgotten it, then it’s stewed long enough.” Again yuk. So eventually it was ready, poured some milk in then brought that through.

It was then that I took my dress off, I had a hidden treat for Daddy, I was wearing my red basque underneath, so had to give everyone a twirl before I could sit down. Daddy liked it a lot, so did PiggyJ. Daddy had suggested that we go to the cinema, we went back and forth should we go or not when Master just said, “For god’s sake, make a decision, you’re like an old married couple.” We continued for a minute when Master said “Right you are going, choose what you want to see.”

So decision made, we chose from Mile 22 or the new Predator, we picked Mile 22. Meanwhile PiggyJ and Master started asking if they wanted to go to the cinema, she wanted to watch The Nun, a horror but Master doesn’t like horrors, so they decided they would stay home. Daddy made lunch for us all, I helped wash up and put things away, he made beef sandwiches and crisps, popcorn for me, then Daddy checked times for the cinema. But I forgot to tell Daddy to put no butter on Master’s sandwich, he was just busy doing his thing, but he ate most of it, that was my fault for just not remembering to tell him, which is mad coz he’s never had butter or margarine on butties. Now once we found out times, we realised we had 20 minutes to go before it started. Everyone had finished their lunch except me, I’m a slow eater, so I only had a bit left, Daddy went to get dressed whilst I munched on my buttie, getting my dress on, asking Master to fasten my buttons because I really struggle with buttons with longer nails and my fingers don’t work well these days. So I had another bite of my buttie and was full then, so took my plate into the kitchen, got my bag and we were ready. We had gone in my car this time, as Master’s car needed it’s MOT, so I had to drive but Daddy was very good at directing me. Daddy asked if I had permission from Master to play today, I said “Yes but as soon as my back gives me any pain, I must stop, Did you ask Daddy?” I asked him, he said “No, hang on, I will message him.” We got to the cinema which seemed to have a bit of everything, snooker table, arcade games, big sweet shop, big drinks and snacks shop and more screens upstairs, I think there was about 16 screens in this cinema. Getting our tickets, buying a bag of sweeties, we found our screen and found a seat near the back, but in the middle.

Settling down, I snuggled into Daddy and as it was already dark, he began lifting my dress up. I put one leg up on the back of the chair in front of me, the other leg as sideways ways as possible. Daddy immediately began tickling my clit, doing the thing he does to get me high very quickly. I could hear Daddy chuckling quietly as he continued. I shuffled my bum closer to the edge of the seat as he sat forwards a little and fingers slipped inside. Closing my eyes I began enjoying this too much, his thick fingers stretching me, teasing my clit, then he slipped out. I think I gave a quiet moan as I heard him chuckle once more. We kissed like new lovers on the back row of the cinema, then once the film started we stopped. Throughout the film, Daddy would give me a kiss, then his fingers began to wander down again. He began fingering me, OMG it felt fucking awesome, and I could feel myself close to having an orgasm, but so difficult when you have to be quiet. But those fingers continued to do magic things, as I sunk into the seat and enjoyed this quiet orgasm. Daddy slipped his fingers out still teasing my clit until he moved his hand, and gave me a kiss. He slipped my dress down a little and sat himself back down and watched the film.

During the film I tickled and rubbed around his cock and balls. Using my nails to tease his head as I felt him grow inside his pants. I heard a quiet groan as I continued to tease him. Then next thing I knew, Daddy sprung open the buttons on his jeans, and pulled his cock out. Immediately I grabbed it, rubbing his head, playing gently with his PA. Playing with his cock, hearing him gasp and groan was really exciting because of where we were, it felt really naughty, especially when he quickly moved my hand, “I’m gonna cum.” he whispered and tucked himself away, then we behaved ourselves for the rest of the film. When it was over, we got ourselves tidy, or so I thought until Daddy asked if I needed a wee, I said, “No, do you ?” He said “No,” so we continued to walk out. Then he told me his jeans were still open, I think he wanted to carry on our play in the toilet, but giving him a BJ in the disabled toilet just felt seedy. So we got to the car and he said, “I wonder if we could find a private spot for the car.” I giggled, the naughty school girl giggle, and as I started driving I told him to find a spot where we could play, we seemed to drive for ages before we got to a private road, we drove towards the end of it where it was a dead end, so I turned around went back down, then pulled into a cut in for cars to use if they needed to turn around, and parked there. Now this was something new for me, I pulled the seat right back, Daddy moved his then reached towards me to kiss me. His hand reached for my dress, pulling it up as I slipped to the edge of the seat, spreading my legs as best I could. Daddy’s fingers immediately found my sweet spot, tickling my clit, making me gasp, I slipped further down the seat as fingers found my ass too, this time because I felt so horny from our previous play I reached an orgasm quickly, without much movement. It felt exciting, thrilling and naughty. “Enjoy that baby girl ?” Daddy asked,  “Mmmmmm “ I replied still in the moment. When I opened my eyes, Daddy was grinning at me, “Would you like a BJ now ?” I asked. “Oooooo yes please.” Daddy said. “Right get yourself as comfy as possible,” I told him. He moved the back of the seat as far as it would go so he was close to lying down then he slipped his cock out again. I bent down “Be careful with your back babygirl.” He said as I took him in my mouth, I hoped the PA wouldn’t hurt. I heard him groan, so I knew it was good so I continued to suck, tease, nibble his head. Soon after hearing Daddy groan, muttering Oh Fuck over and over, his voice becoming more guttural, as I continued and he shot his cum into my mouth. Continuing until his thrusts stopped, I cleaned him up and sat up again, grinning at Daddy. “Enjoy that ? no pain from the PA ?” I asked, “Oh yes, I was so ready for that and there was no pain at all.” I giggled saying “Good, I’m pleased there’s finally no pain.”

So this was my first proper blowjob that was with someone else, not Master.

This was my first blowjob I’ve done in a car, I think.

And this was our first proper blowjob I gave Daddy, the first time I’ve swallowed someone else’s cum, not Masters and all my firsts were pretty amazing.  

Daddy and I just giggled for a few moments, before he sorted himself out then went outside for a wee. I sorted my seat out again as I waited for Daddy, then he sorted his seat, putting our seatbelts on, we were both just grinning. I set off back towards home, Daddy suddenly said, “Will Master be annoyed with our play outside ? We didn’t ask.” I said, “We both asked to play, an he said yes, so it makes no difference if its indoors or outdoors, don’t worry.” “Maybe you shouldn’t blog it.” He said. “No way, I’m blogging this Daddy.” I told him. “Master won’t mind.” I think Daddy just went into a panic incase we broke the rules but I don’t think we did break any rules. But I will speak with Master on the way home.

Once home Master and PiggyJ were in bed, we left them to it and made a coffee. Daddy played a game on the tv, like the Zuma game, then I had a go, much slower than Daddy. So I just watched Daddy and drank my coffee. When we both had our coffee Daddy said, “Right play spank time, get the video ready.” He said whilst he went into the bag, picking up the jokari and Little Devil Paddle.  All set up he told me to stand by him, whilst he squeezed my bum cheeks, getting the blood flow going he said. Turning me to face him and played with my nipples, sucked them then took a bite of my tit, I hate biting, I could feel my hands fist up, tapping the sides of my legs, my eyes bulging as he kept up with it, then he let go, leaving a round pattern of teeth on me. I glared at him, throwing him the death stare, making him chuckle. Then he told me to bend over his knee. Daddy’s first few whacks were really hard, so hard I began trying to get away, he carried on until I managed to slide off his knee. He asked if he was going too hard, so I replied “Yes a little bit. When you don’t get any spanking all the time, your pain threshold drops so it just needs building up again.” Daddy apologised and said he would go more gentle, so I climbed over his knee again. This time some were gentle, some were still very hard but Daddy has to learn how hard to go, it’s something only he will learn with practice. Every now and then he would stop, ask if everything was okay, did I want to stop, but I told him to continue. He mixed up the paddles, once hitting very hard with the Little Devil. “Oh it looks like I’ve done damage,” He said, rubbing my bum. “Is it bleeding ?” I asked, “Only a tiny bit,” he said. “So that’s fine, carry on ,” I said. So Daddy happily continued learning how much strength to use. And it was great fun.

Every now and then, Daddy stopped, rubbing my bottom he fingered me, both holes filled with his thick fingers, then he stopped and carried on spanking me. The next time he fingered me he spiralled me into an orgasm, a lovely tender orgasm, that still rocked my world, because he didn’t have me thrusting and squirting like normal. But that was fine because this was something else I can’t describe, filled with emotions and love. I don’t have many of these tender orgasms, mainly coz I love rough, wild ones, but when I do, they blow me away.

Daddy told me to stand up, he was going for Mr Spikey.  “Are you sure about this ?” He asked nervously. “I said yes, just don’t go hard or over the tattoo, sit spots and left cheek are fine.”
What I completely forgot was the internal tens machine at the top of my left cheek, Master pointed it out when he saw the dots on my bottom, So I explained to Daddy, I just completely forgot about that.

But we had such fun with Mr Spikey, it didn’t bother Daddy seeing the blood, he would ask me if I wanted to stop, but I said no. I love Mr Spikey. Occasionally he added the paddles to the play, I could feel spots of blood landing on my legs, and love this feeling. Daddy said, “I really think you are mad for liking this.” It made me giggle but I do. Eventually Daddy said “Right I think that’s enough now. Let me get the wipes.” He ran upstairs and I stayed put, not wanting blood to get on anything in the living room.  He came back carrying the wipes and his belt, he went to the kitchen to get a rubber spatula, so began using the spatula, aiming for the back of my legs, which stung like hell. Then getting the belt he said “I’m sure I owe you 10 with the belt too.” As I was going to object he began, I must admit I didn’t feel the burn I usually feel with leather, that could be he wasn’t hitting hard enough or my bottom was that numb now, I couldn’t feel much. Either way, I know I will feel it again and I know he will go much harder so I feel it. After his 10 with the belt, he tried to clean me up but it was hard work, Daddy was going to let me have a bath anyway so we decided it was better to just get in there, so my bottom gets a good clean. This time it was a bath just for me so I could have it nice and HOT hot, Daddy put some music on, can’t remember what we listened to, to be honest, because we had so many different artists on during the spanking, but it was nice and Daddy sat on the toilet seat chatting with me. I must admit I loved the bath, if they lived closer I think I’d be round daily for a bath, I miss it so much. Daddy shoulted to PiggyJ to get the dinner started, she was making cottage pie, basically minced beef cooked with mashed potato on top then grated cheese on top of that then cooked in the oven. PiggyJ was still in bed with Master so Daddy went to their room and told PiggyJ to get up. Then it was time for me to get out, Daddy watched me carefully as I climbed out of the bath, handing me a towel. As we went downstairs I called to Master to see if he was coming down. He called “No, I was hoping you would both join me in bed.” Okay, I don’t need asking twice and Daddy wasn’t bothered, so we went in, climbed either side of Master. I wasn’t sure how Daddy felt about being next to Master in bed. This is the side I need to get used too as well, seeing Master so comfortable in having Daddy cuddle him in bed was a bit strange at first. I know we had that experience with the transgender lady, and he sucked her cock, saying “To me it’s like a big clit,” so I think he was comfortable but I wasn’t sure how Daddy felt. Yes they have hugged and kissed but this was different. However it felt really nice, it felt natural, Master gave me a kiss then Daddy, as I stroked Daddy’s arm. Master asked Daddy if he would like to suck his cock, well is was like an ask but a “I want you to do it” sort of ask. But Daddy did as he was asked, I stroked Daddy’s head as I kissed Master. This felt okay, but all I thought about was how was Daddy feeling doing this. But I was enjoying it and I knew Master was because I asked whilst Daddy was doing it. After a few minutes Master said, “How would you like to climb on now ?” I’m not going to turn that down so Daddy moved back as I very unsexily tried to climb on. It’s not a sight I’d want people to see, my hips don’t go that wide when on top and I tend to lie on Master first, get my legs as open as they can, then try to position myself on his cock. But have to lean to the side a bit, like I say, very unsexily. But once in position it was nice, very very nice, Daddy began sucking on one of my tits, then fingers suddenly were thrust up my ass causing me to swear, because it was fanfuckingtasticly awesome. He even got a finger on my clit, playing with my button, thrilling me more. “Oooh I’ve got fingers, cock and mouth on me, this is good.” I said, making both guys chuckle, but it was fucking great, I want that again. Being on top, means you do most of the work, thrusting deep. BUT my back began throbbing, I slowed down but then it was like shooting pains, so I had to stop, I felt really pissed off about it.Telling Master he immediately said “Stop,” so I ungainly climbed off and tried laying down again but after a while I had to sit up. I loved this first play with just me and the guys, it was fun, great fun.

After a few minutes I had to stand up, so we decided to go down as our dinner should be ready, We hadn’t realised it was 7.30pm, I quickly took my meds, then PiggyJ started to dish up the dinner. Bringing it to us in the living room, it was delicious, we all said a big thank you for her making it. She had bought Master some YumYums, and Daddy had made a white chocolate cheesecake and OMG it was gorgeous. Gingernut base, that was lovely and thick then a very thick topping of the cheese mixture. It was yummie. There were mini white buttons in the mixture and white chocolate shards at the top. Daddy gave me 2 slices to take home which I enjoyed on Monday and Tuesday.

Dinner done we were sat watching a film when Master said “Well we better get the other thing done before it’s too late. Piggy’s punishment.” I could see PiggyJ’s face fall, I think she hoped he wouldn’t do it because of the time. We already knew Daddy and I were going to be watching, well filming it. Daddy did the bottom end, I did the face end  so we got ready whilst Master got the Giant Devil Paddle and the whip, whilst PiggyJ got into position.

Master started quickly, and boy, coming from the slave who has had lots of experience with this Devil, it sounded very very hard and judging by her reaction it was very very hard. After 10, he changed sides, doing another 10. “Right that’s 20 done. Next 20.” Master told us. Following with another 10, change sides, another 10. Poor PiggyJ was struggling, tears flowed but I was so proud of her because she didn’t move from position, like I would, she actually stayed quiet too, something I can’t do, I try but end up crying out until he puts the gag on.

Then Master changed toy, he picked up the whip. I’m not sure if PiggyJ was told at the beginning, I honestly can’t remember but I know she certainly felt it and the welts forming over her hips were really big. But she took it really well. 10 on each side, she started shaking after each one. “60 done, now you’ve 20 left, you can choose 20 with the whip, paddle or 10 of each.” Master said. It took a while before PiggyJ replied, saying 10 of each, I must admit I was surprised by her choice. Thinking she was very brave choosing that option. Personally I think I’d have done the 20 with the paddle, just because the whip wraps around your hip so badly, that causes much more pain.

So Master did 5 each side with each pain implement, then it was over. During the punishment she was reminded that if she refused to do a task and not ask what the consequences were, this is what happens, and if it happens again, it will be a lot worse.

Master gave PiggyJ a big hug and kiss, probably giving her ass a squeeze as a reminder, then PiggyJ apologized. She looked at it as a lesson learnt. Won’t be the only time for a severe punishment for her, she is stubborn and pigheaded like me, so I’m sure there will be many more times for us both. Not so much for Daddy as he doesn’t take punishment well so tends not to break any rules. It’s just us girls both guys have to deal with LOL.  

Once that was done it was time we had to go, the dogs had been without us for too long, so we packed up then we said our goodbyes and left. On the way home I told Master about our fun, I said, “I didn’t think you’d be upset with our fun as it was still within the rules.” He agreed, a”As long as you both ask, that’s all that matters. Where and when you play on your playday is your choice.” I was pleased he wasn’t bothered by it as I think we may have few more outdoor adventures in the future. LOL.

Pampered by Daddy.

Yesterday was Daddy’s day off and always likes to spend that day with me now and yesterday was pamper day.

These days I struggle to shave my legs and pussy, the bending to do it has become agony, I have tried a hair removal cream but that only left me with a burnt section of skin and it didn’t really work. I had asked Master if he could do it, but the thought of shaving me gives him the shivers, he cringed, shivered and looked completely horrified. He’s terrified of cutting me or slicing a big strip of skin off down my leg, So I asked if he would mind if I asked Daddy, who had previously said he would do it, so Master agreed, and as I was seeing Daddy the following day. I did ask if we could play but Master said no, it was a school day so no, not tomorrow. Since we began this dynamic with Daddy and PiggyJ as I am now calling her, Daddy and I both have to ask permission from Master if we can play and what play was allowed.

I pouted a little but didn’t complain about his decision, it was his choice.

Plus it is that mad, crazy time of year where we have my in-laws 2 dogs, for nearly 3 weeks, whilst they go on holiday. They now have a 6 month old Jack Russell puppy, who is full of boisterous energy and madness, plus their 7 year old Lhasa Apso, so when Daddy was coming round, I didn’t know how they would react. When he arrived he automatically sat on the floor and said hello to all of them, playing ball with the pup before standing up and giving me a kiss and hug. Well lots of kisses lol.

We had a coffee then went upstairs for my pampering. I already had everything set up, a towel on the bed, puppy pads for the hopeful squirting, my favourite dildo, and massage oil. The razors, shower gel, wash cloth and bucket. I stripped off, then asked Daddy if he was stripping off, so he did, but left his socks on !!!!

Anyway, Daddy filled the bucket, as I lay on the bed.

At this point I had let the dogs come upstairs, they were okay for a bit then the pup started crying, wanting to get on the bed and just play with Daddy. I call him Daddy R to my dogs so they know who he is and Auntie J when J comes around. They already know Daddy R’s name. They were starting to get on my nerves with the barking and crying, it really is hard work with 4 dogs.

Meanwhile Daddy began shaving my legs, I wondered if it may be easier next time stood in the shower, with the shower running so he could wet my legs easily. I will mention it to Daddy next time. He lifted my leg to shave all around it, I noticed how gentle he uses the razor, Master was the same when he did my pussy once. I’m more firmer with it when I do it myself, pressing down harder.

But Daddy did a very good job with my legs, I never really felt sore, only when he moved my legs out sideways did it hurt a bit. But not enough to say anything.

Legs done he went on to do my pussy, I saw the concentration on his face as he worked around my rings. When he was done he asked me to check it over to see if it was okay. It was perfect.

After we cleaned up, I asked  Daddy if he would like a bum massage, he said, Ooohhh yes please. So he settled on the towel on the bed, I climbed between his legs, warmed up the massage oil then began rubbing it over his bottom. Massaging him deeply, I worked down his legs, up his back, over his bum it was really nice. Just the scent of the oil turns me on, it’s such a sexy smell. I love massaging bottoms, sitting over their legs so your pussy slips around his legs, leaving behind a wet trial. Daddy was loving it, his deep sighs telling me so. But the dogs were driving us mad, barking and crying all the time.

Eventually I had enough so took the dogs downstairs, locked the  babygate and closed the door, We would still hear the dogs barking but at least it would be quieter, or so I thought.

When I went back upstairs, Daddy asked if I would like a massage. Oh yes please, I told Daddy, climbing on the bed, lying on the towel. Daddy is very good at massages, not too hard. Just right, as he worked upwards, leaving my lower back as that can’t be touched, he massaged my shoulders really deeply, around my neck then down again. Working on my bum, I was aware that I was lifting my bum to meet his hands, and soon fingers massaged between my legs, then ventured into my hole. Pushing deeply, I cried out at the shock and desire as his thick fingers pushed harder. Daddy likes to go gently, feeling around softly, then suddenly begins thrusting aggressively, that word sounds wrong, but I couldn’t find a word that described his play. It’s a good aggressive, it makes you grow into an orgasm quickly,  Biting the cushion, I feit my juices begin to explode. I closed my legs tight, even though I felt Daddy try to prize them open. “Get a mat Daddy,” I gasped, as Daddy found them, opened one up then, telling me to lift my bum up, he slipped a mat underneath. Giving me no time to breath, his fingers were there again and my orgasm exploded, I felt my squirt running over my pussy as I was lying on my front. Daddy bent down to do small gentle bites on my bum cheeks before kissing them. Reaching forward he kissed me whilst his fingers entered me again. His thrusts becoming harder and faster, I could feel my pussy bruising but in a good way, as thrust harder, faster until I almost screamed and squirted once more. This was an extreme, full blown orgasm, leaving me spent. Daddy told me to lift my bum to remove the mat. “Oh you did squirt, I wasn’t sure if you had coz you were the other way round.” He rolled me over onto my back, “Does my baby girl need more ?” He asked, I giggled and nodded, he opened another puppy pad, I lifted up and he slid it under me. Taking his glasses off, he buried his face in my pussy, sucking my clit, feeling it stretch, swell and his tongue tickled that special button, whatever he does, he does it fucking brilliantly. My orgasm began to grow, so he plunged fingers deep into my vagina, pushing his thumb into my ass. Stretching my hole with his thick fingers, tickling my insides until I felt myself cum. Quickly I heard the squelching noises of fingers grinding and thrusting whilst I squirted. I heard him chuckle, as he slowed down but left his fingers inside me. Watching me come down from yet another orgasm, I grinned at him.

Suddenly his fingers began thrusting again, totally unexpected, my pussy began to feel sore, yet suddenly I was floating, and I began squirting again. This time loads, I mean where does this come from. This was the fourth time in half and hour and yet this last go, I squirted an squirted and squirted. I heard Daddy say Jeez, when I was still going, it made me giggle but it made me feel amazing. I lay collapsed on the bed, totally exhausted. “Does my baby girl want anymore?” He asked. “NO, No yet.” I said.”Lift your bum then,” Daddy folded the pad and put it on the floor. He climbed up towards me, giving me a kiss, well lots of kisses, a few tiny nibbles on my neck and lot of cuddling. “ Would you like a blowjob Daddy ?” I asked. “Oh yes.” He replied quickly.

The dogs at this point were barking, howling so loud, it was difficult to ignore them. Now Master had told me that when I went to give Daddy a blowjob, I was to go on the side of Daddy so he could watch through the camera. But to get comfy I put one arm between his legs, not realising that would block the camera.

Daddy lay back, a huge groan left his mouth as I first started to uck him. I was conscious of not hurting him, like I did when I tried the week before. His PA is certainly taking its time to heal but better to be careful. I was enjoying doing it, asking often if it was okay, I tried pulling the ring with my teeth, only gently for now, then nibbled his head. I knew Daddy was enjoying it, just by his groans, but then the groans changed, it sounded more painful ouches. I stopped, asking him if it was okay or was it stinging,  he said he would have to stop, the stinging was too painful. I asked if he would like me to continue with my hand, and he said please yes. So I wanked him off, slow then quick, rubbing my fingers over his head, I carefully played with the PA, conscious of the sore area. But he was already really excited so didn’t take long before Daddy was groaning really loudly, sometimes I wasn’t sure if it was a loving it groan, or a painful groan, so I quickly asked, only to be told, oh yes. It didn’t take long before Daddy began groaning louder, more excited before his cum flew out, over my hand and him. Since he had a vasectomy years ago, the amount of his cum has halved but there was still plenty there. We cleaned up quickly, as the dogs were driving us mad, howling and barking we decided to go out for lunch.

Leaving the terrible foursome we left for town, Daddy wanted a jumper and I wanted to buy him some sexy hipster boxer shorts as I realised one day that Daddy wore these awful briefs or some shops call them slips. Well either way, they had to go, after a discussion with PiggyJ, she told me she didn’t like them either, so us girls decided they had to go. Whilst I was driving around looking for a parking space, we got on to the subject of when we went to Windermere, and he felt to blame for my back being really bad but I kept telling him it was just my back. Daddy insisted it was due to me walking up the very steep hill to go shopping, saying he should have moved the car. This “discussion” went on a while, whilst I protested that I could climb the hill to Daddy telling me I was to do as I’m told. This got me feeling really bratty, so continued to argue, “Little girl you will do as you are told, and you can carry on pouting, but if you’re still pouting when you’ve parked the car, then when you get out, I will lift your dress and slap your arse really hard.” Daddy threatened and I knew he would do it.

I know him well enough to know he would not care what people thought, he would just do it. So I sulked inwardly, went to Primark for the clothes then went back to the car.

The conversation changed as we headed to our favourite pub for lunch, I stopped sulking though still wanted to talk about it. We had a lovely meal, I had my usual, Cajun rump steak skewers, and I thought Daddy would have his but he fancied a change, What was lovely was when we were shown to our table, Daddy said, “The lady will have a fresh orange juice and lemonade and I will have a coke please.” He saw that I was sat down comfortably before he sat down, then studied the menu, choosing what he fancied. When the waiter came back with the drinks, “We are ready to order, the lady will have the Cajun rump steak skewers, cooked medium rare and I will have the mixed grill, the steak rare please.” Daddy told him, I then added “Could I have chunky chips instead of the fries.” The waiter said that was fine, so we chatted until our meal arrived, which as usual was pretty yummie. We couldn’t leave without the best pudding ever, red velvet white chocolate cheesecake. It was delicious.

It was time to head home, Daddy told me he had a punishment to dish out to his little girl. It should have been 5 swats with his belt for swearing, but he confessed in the car, he forgot his belt. I said well look through our toy drawer and choose something else. We decided to go straight upstairs, Daddy went into the toy drawer, digging out the wooden hairbrush, my rubber hairbrush, then told me to get naked. We set the camera up so we could record it and send it to the SpankingTuube and Fetlife, I told Daddy to be in charge of the camera, moving it forward if needed.

“Right we don’t need to discuss why you are getting punished do we, you now I won’t allow you to swear, you are my little girl and my little girl will not swear. So over my knee, get yourself comfy.”
Daddy ordered. I bent over one knee, my top half rested on the bed, his other leg automatically locked my legs in place.

There was little warm-up, squeezing my cheeks before he took my hairbrush, asking how many swats I had coming, 5 I told him. No it was 50, he said. I tried sitting up, No you said 5. I stated. Hm 5 on each cheek. He said. No you said just 5, I told him.

Okay 5 it is, Daddy said. Rubbing the brush over my cheeks, he lifted it and walloped one cheek. The burn and sting was unbelievable, I bit my tongue to stop me swearing. Another shocking swat and I tried sitting upright but he pushed me back on the bed, held my legs tighter as he continued up to 5.

“Right that’s your punishment over, would you like a fun spanking ?” He asked whilst rubbing and squeezing my bum.

“Yes please Daddy,” I replied.

So Daddy began with his hard hands, walloping me very hard, then used both brushes, going as hard as he had for my punishment. Fingers delved into both available holes, but just as I reached a high, he stopped and carried on. He repeatedly asked me if I was okay, I always replied yes. This could carry one for hours, I was loving it. Though it was really powerful slaps, and hurt I wanted more. Fingers delved once more, in my ass, my pussy, stretching me which was very painful. I wriggled a bit when he began with the brushes again, pushing my body down again. I’m not sure how long it went on for but I also had a pretty wild orgasm too. Daddy was really enjoying himself for his second go, and for the person who said I don’t think I could spank you, he now uses any excuse to spank me. It was really really good.

Now there was one point or maybe 2 that PiggyJ and I both said afterwards. That was you can’t mix a punishment with a fun spanking as it all rolled into one. If there was a punishment due, it should be done first thing, get it out of the way, then the fun play can be done later in the day.

Plus if the punishment was 5 with a belt then he should not forget the belt, or choose an appropriate toy to replace the belt, which we have plenty, a leather strap, the lash, leather whip or even the awful CPS. Something that is a similar toy. Both of us girls felt the brush wasn’t a good exchange. PiggyJ said to Daddy when he got home, “Would Master choose the brush if he forgot his belt ? not that he would forget.” Daddy thought about it and agreed, And now understood that punishment and play should be separate.

But we had another lovely day,  after our play, we went downstairs, made a coffee whilst Daddy went through the maths I was stuck on. But even he didn’t understand them. He looked through the book and told me to forget that one, he would buy some more. I want to ask Master if he would help me but he has a tendency to skitt my learning maths, saying how old are you ? i’m 49, I say, And you’re doing aged 7-8 year old maths. I get really pissed off at this, Saying you should be proud of the fact I want to learn some maths when you know how much numbers make me freak out. So I will choose a time when I think he will help me without making me feel stupid, but I don’t want to throw the book away, it’s beaten me then.

Daddy’s day off is Saturday this week, so we are planning on making it a day altogether. I think Daddy wants to take me to the cinema and I’m having a nice hot bath to soothe my back. Unfortunately we can’t stay over because we still have the dogs until Monday, leaving them for the day will be hard enough for E as the pup howls the entire time I’m out. But it will be nice having the day altogether. PiggyJ is cooking dinner for us and Daddy is making a cheesecake, so I’m betting it will be yummie.