A new task for Daddy from Master is to write a blog every month. Here’s his first one and I think he’s done a great job. Enjoy the read.

This life and time of Manho the Daddy

So, where do I begin, I would say right from the start would be as good of any place as any July 2017, but before we start here’s a little about me. I am nearly at my 42nd birthday, I am now a Daddy to my beautiful girl Little Minxs and a sub to Master, I am nothing to look at, 5’5”, slightly curvy (a lot), and a rather wicked sense of humour, and this little tale is how I became a Daddy Dom and submissive and the journey I have taken to get here so sit back, hold on tight and enjoy the ride.

As I said it came about in July 2017, the exact date I cannot remember, myself, my beautiful wife and our son was at a close friends house party and my wife had told me that she had full intentions of getting drunk “So don’t expect to go home early,” she says to me just before I went off to work that morning.

So, after a hard days graft (honest) we were at our friends house having beers and chilling, enjoying ourselves, I became rather tired and just wanted to sleep however Piggy, my wife, oh yes Piggy is the name given to her by Master G, or as she refers to him as Sir G, any way I digress, so being tired I just wanted to go home and sleep, however the lovely wife, Piggy had other ideas, just letting loose and getting drunk, now she had already polished off a bottle of wine and what ever else to be had consumed earlier that evening and was well on her way on the second bottle. Now Master and my Little Minxs will very well understand what happens next after Piggy has had a couple of bottles of wine, all I can say is Dr Jekell and Ms Hyde…….so I think it may off been about 11’ish we shall say and I asked Piggy if we were going home, this was a very stupid thing to ask really as she had already gave me the heads up she was planning on staying out and enjoying herself, so with the question asked she said “I told you this morning that we were staying out and I was planning on getting drunk,” so with that I skulked away, I do get rather narky when I’m tired so this didn’t help matters much.

I went into the front room of our friend’s house and sulked, after a bit I went back to join the rest and Piggy must of known I wasn’t happy which is when things in both our lives turned…and I must admit now for the most defiant better. I could see she was getting upset and I tried to stupidly talk to her but she just kept telling me to go away as I was making things worse, now I have seen her upset before and we have both been through a lot but to be honest I have never seen her this upset and I was crapping myself a lot as I didn’t know what to say or do to make amends at that point, and yes I should of left her alone but the pig headedness in me kept mythering her and winding her up even more to the point she just came out with the one sentence I would never forget, “I need more”.

Now at first as a man I just looked at her with a gormless expression on my face, and the response I could only give her was “eh”, “I need more, different cock”, now that hit me like a sack of shit, as believe me when I say my self esteem and confidence took a big blow was a understatement. She carried on explaining what she meant and we talked, and one thing in all of this is I didn’t want to loose her, this extraordinary, magically, wonderful woman who has been in my life for at least 13 years, so I told her I would be willing to try and do anything within reason. That evening or should I say early hours Sunday morning we went home and had nookies.

The next day we sat discussing this further, she reassured me that I wasn’t doing anything wrong but she had desires and needs and found it hard to approach me about them, I must admit I do have a very open mind and now has been opened even more after our experiences in the swinging seen and now in our polyamorous/ \Dom dynamic with both Master/Sir G and my Little Minxs/Masters Serf…with this being said this story will unfold next month when I write about our first meets, till then take it easy…..


What happened in 2018.

It’s the end of 2018, the beginning of a 2019, what does the future hold for us……

Starting 2018, I never imagined by the end of the year we would now be in a polygamous dynamic.

I never thought we would try swinging, though I’ve now learnt that swinging is certainly not for me.

We’ve done things I never believed we/I could do.

It started with meeting a couple socially, what an awful experience that was. I couldn’t wait to leave and felt adamant that if this was what swinging was about then no way was I going to try again.

We joined a munch instead, met other like minded people. But it was very cliquey, we both felt uncomfortable so decided munches were not for us.

So how do you meet other couples that wanted what we wanted.

I thought is was impossible.

We focused on chatting with others, on the Fab swingers site, taking it slowly, it turned out to be all talk, no action.

Our first experience was with a couple at their home, it felt wrong, clinical, like they had a set routine which they followed step by step, I never wanted to try it again.

Soon we had our first experience at home, with a trans girl. I did enjoy it, felt more relaxed playing at home in a threesome, but like the first couple, she talked non stop about other people she had played with, and it felt like we were just another notch on the bedpost.

I was certain that’s all swingers seemed to want to do, where was the connection, the relationship. It was fuck and go.

This was something I just couldn’t do. I needed a connection, I can’t just fuck and leave.

So we decided to try to find a couple who we could see regularly. Finding kinky couples who also liked BDSM was hard work.

Our second couple seemed more possible, we enjoyed talking, eventually meeting, though they were not into our kinky stuff.

They took us to a swingers club. It felt awkward, the place was seedy, I didn’t want to do anything, or look around. People fucking everywhere, girls wanking the guys. This wasn’t for me, but Master enjoyed it. Why wouldn’t he, the girl loved his PA and I could tell she couldn’t wait to play with it. They went off to the orgy room for a play. I stayed with the guy, he just chatted with me, I think he just didn’t want to leave me on my own. We tried out the hot tub, but that felt awkward. I felt my legs touching another guys leg, so I quickly moved it away. Was it me, was there something wrong with me ? The guy I was sat next to tried to talk to me but I didn’t really chat back. Looking back now I would say I was quite rude. It just felt uncomfortable.

We met the second couple again, but at home this time, we had a good time, a good play and they both enjoyed spanking me. Though they didn’t understand why I liked it, but at least they did it.

Over the next few weeks we began talking to the couple we saw at the swingers club, the guy who I sat next to, in the hot tub. They searched for us in the swingers site, turned out they were looking for the same as us. So we began to chat more seriously.

During this time we found another couple, who was in a D/s relationship. This was it, I thought. Finally meeting THE couple. We met and enjoyed a great play, it was my first experience with a girl, she was fantastic and said she would be patient with me, until I wanted to play with her. We chatted some more, but soon they stopped talking.

Meanwhile we were still talking to the couple from the club, this time more seriously. She wanted a serious Dom, he wanted to be a Dom but wasn’t sure he could. Over time, he and I chatted and I suggested he look up the Daddy/little dynamic. Something I really wanted, but thought it was a fantasy. Reading about it, him and his wife thought it would suit him best, so our Daddy/little dynamic began. I gained a sister, we gained a couple to play with, Master found himself with 2 new subs and we all loved it.

We stopped chatting with the other couples, I didn’t want to meet them again because we had found the couple we had a connection with, began forming a relationship with them.

Who knew this could happen, dreams could come true. This one came true without us even looking for it. To me, it was meant to be.

Six months later our dynamic is going strong, our relationship becoming stronger, Master asked PiggyJ to have a tattoo, a marking to say she belonged to him. I drew a sketch of a sexy curvy woman, Daddy said it looked like me, I asked if he would get it tattooed on him, he said yes immediately. He would be proud to have it tattooed on his leg. Daddy asked Master if he could give me something, like a collar, so Master suggested an ankle bracelet. This I’ve now got, one of his many Christmas presents. Daddy bought one bracelet but felt it was too small as he wanted to put charms on it. So he bought another, which was perfect. Now I’m wearing 2 ankle bracelets, feeling them makes me really believe I belong to Master and I belong to Daddy. I’m now owned by 2 men. What could be better.

Who would have thought 2018 would end like this, this perfect life, I know it is the first of many Christmases and New Years we will share together. We are going on holiday to the naturist park in May and are planning a holiday to America to drive down Route 66. Something we all really wanted to do, so decided why not do it together.

I never thought dreams could come true for me but this proves sometimes they do, when you least expect it. So for those who are waiting for their dream to come true, don’t give up hope. You never know what’s coming around the corner, if it could happen to us, it could happen to anyone.

Happy New Year, let’s hope 2019 can be a great one, full of surprises, good health and happiness.

My first Bi experience.

Getting ready Saturday morning, I asked Master if he wanted me to shave even though I was only a tiny bit stubbly, He replied “Oh yes I think so.” Hmmmm does that mean he definitely wants me to play, he’d been like an over excited school boy all morning. “Are you wanting me to play today, with V ?” I nervously asked, please don’t push me, I thought. “Yes, me and S want a nice show.” My eyes widen, “A show ? I don’t thi……” I started to say. “You want to please Master don’t you ? You don’t want to disappoint me do you ? You’re not going to show me up, are you ?” Master asked me. I looked up at him and replied No to each question but my eyes gave me away, pleading with him to not force me to do anything.

Of course I’d never want to disappoint him, make him angry, certainly not showing him up in front of another D/s couple, but even that was scary, even though it was my fantasy and I wrote about it in my novel, in reality it was still scary. Master knew I was very nervous, “Don’t worry about it, we are just going to meet up, have a chat and a drink, then play.” He told me. “What so there’s no option of playing today ? “ I asked, “Nope,” Was the simple reply, giving his evil devilish chuckle he does when he knows he’s pushing me out of my comfort zone. I didn’t reply as there was nothing I could say, so I continued to get ready, showered, shaved, moisturised, I dried my hair then asked Master how he would like me to do my hair. “ You like to braid it or do you want it down ?” He asked, “Well looking at the weather, you will want the roof down, I don’t want wind swept hair. How about a ponytail ?” I asked. “Yes, good idea, It’s easier to drag you about with that.” His evil chuckle started again, so I went to put my hair up. Then asked what he wanted me to wear, he told me to put the dress on that I wore for the club the other week. Then asked if I had matching bra and panties, I said, “Yes, I’ve a peachy colour set and they would go with my dress.” “Good sounds like you’re sorted then.” Master told me, giving me a playful smack on my butt.

Soon I was all ready, I went downstairs to watch TV for a bit, soon falling asleep. I’m not sure how long I dozed off for but I was aware that Master had been messaging me, so when I woke up properly I looked at whatsapp and he had. Put your small paddle in my naughty bag please Serf, it said. There were a few angry emoji’s sent when I hadn’t replied but I quickly apologised, explaining I had dozed off, asking him to bring the bag down with him when he’s ready. He did so I put the paddle inside. He’s certainly preparing to play, I thought.

We left around noon to go and meet the couple, V ( the girl ) S ( the guy ). It took around an hour to reach the secret location. It was like a conservative club, a large room by the bar, tables dotted around then a big hall, with a small stage at one end. I imagine this could be used for parties, keep fit classes, line dancing, and watching shows on the stage.

S let us in, a tall, muscular guy, around the same age as us, I think. His foot was in a heavy metal cage, after he fell down a pothole, breaking the bones above his ankle. The only way to fix his leg was by holding it together with nuts, bolts and supporting it altogether with a cage outside his leg. He will be out of action for the next 4 months, it looked incredibly painful and very very heavy. V said he was already a grumpy bear with the lack of playing and going to clubs which they do weekly.

V was sat at a table, a happy, friendly smile, along with a very sexy body, she was lovely. Long dark brown hair, very pretty face, and a curvaceous body from what I could see. We kissed, “Are you nervous ?” She asked, I replied, “Yes,” Hugging me she said “Don’t be, just do what you are comfy with, if it’s nothing, that’s fine, if we play, that’s fine.” Immediately I felt at ease with both of them. Like the other couple, they were just like us, so chatting became very easy.

We sat at a table, Master had taken a cider to have with lemonade, I had brought with me Southern Comfort, I had already poured a little lime cordial in the bottle with 2 cans of lemonade. This time I ensured I drank it, to help me relax, but to be honest, the setting made me feel more comfy, just us and them, maybe it was the club scene that put me off a bit.

V gave us good advice for the club scene though, she told us to always stay together when either one of us played. Even if I sat by his side, stroking his back, massaging his balls, so you feel like you are playing together. They both said if you play separately, the jealous monster will come out, it’s only natural. And it could lead to ending your relationship. Even though you are there to play, you must be together. S said, “Even if you’re not allowed to play for punishment, you still stay with him, kissing, holding his hands, stroking his back. It is a recipe to disaster if you don’t. This was different to how the other couple was, the guy was there for his wife, he was happy to let her just play and as long as she had fun, that’s all that mattered. But I know from our first time at the club, I couldn’t do that. Master agreed with this advice, so next time that’s what we will do. Maybe if I’m there involved in just being with him, I may feel like playing.

So we sat chatting for a few hours, they were so easy to talk to and talk about anything. You know serious stuff, or just plain stupid stuff, it felt like we had known them for years. S then told V that it was time to go to the office, we didn’t know why until she came back just wearing stockings. She has a fabulous figure, big boobs and her nipples were pierced, a lovely curvaceous bottom. She walked straight over to me, whispered, “Don’t be scared,” And then she started kissing me, her soft lips gentle against mine, her tongue occasionally poking into my mouth, tasting sweet. I happily kissed her back, my tongue exploring hers and her mouth, one hand went to her head as I rested my fingers through her hair, we kissed for a long time, every now and then V would ask if I was still scared, or if I was alright. I would nod or whisper yes back to her. There’s something about kissing that is just lovely, Master isn’t a big kisser, so kissing V, I was just loving it. Then I heard S say, “So Serf, do you think you are ready to have sex with V ?” I never hesitated, saying yes quickly.

S showed Master where to get some gym mats and put them in the middle of the hall, whilst they were busy, V took her time to tell me not to be nervous, if there’s anything I don’t like, to just tell her, I smiled at her, yes I trusted V would help me do this. I took my dress off and my underwear, then taking our drinks we went to the hall. The mats were held together like jigsaw pieces, but Master hadn’t attached them so V and I got down on our knees and fastened them together, Master and S sat on the steps leading to the stage. It did feel like we were putting a show on for them. I passed my glasses to Master, then settled on the mat next to V.

We continued kissing for ages until V worked towards my ear, kissing, licking, nibbling it, anyone doing that sets my insides all a quiver, as she nibbled my neck. At this point I had one arm holding me up and the other in V’s hair, I kissed and nibbled her neck as she did mine. She played with my tits, squeezing my nipples, not hard, but hard enough to really feel it. I wish my nipples just didn’t react like this. Slowly I moved my arm down to her side, stroking the side of her breast, gently scratching her back, legs, thighs and breast. I felt her nipples, but was conscious of her piercings, remembering how much they used to hurt me, I didn’t want to hurt her. So I didn’t touch them for long. V still continued to ask if I was okay, then asked me to lie down, saying “Don’t be scared,” as she lay next to me. By this time, Master and S had moved some chairs right by the mats.

V looked at me, kissing again, “Okay ?” I smiled, nodding my head. She was so attentive, making sure I was happy, comfortable and felt okay. Slowly she began working lower, little kisses, licks going down my tummy, then towards my pussy. She ran her hand over my legs stopping in the middle, I don’t think I reacted but V stroked my arm and legs, just telling me to lie back and relax, whilst she fingered my pussy. One thing I noticed was how well V used both hands, I’m rubbish at doing two things at once, which is crazy because I played the piano for years as a kid. But if I’m giving Master a blowjob, I struggle to massage his balls or just cup them, I end up losing my rhythm. But V circled my clit with her fingers, giving it light taps, the other hand reached for my nipples, squeezing them, twisting them gently, then she sat by me, her fingers entering me. She stroked my legs and arms again, “Okay ?” “Yes” I replied. So her fingers pushed into my pussy, flicking about inside and Holy Fluff, she found my G-spot, I felt the sensation build up, I began moaning quietly, as the flicks quickened I felt my release, I squirted all over the mat until she’s sat in it, I’m lay on it but neither of us cared. I heard Master say, “Bloody hell, V has found that spot in seconds, it took years for me.” We laughed, “I know where to look,” V told him. As she began playing with my clit again, her fingers entered me once more, again waiting for the sign from me that I was close, her flicking became stronger as I groaned louder, another orgasm building inside me. I couldn’t believe it when I felt myself squirting again. And I don’t mean a tiny amount. I gush. This time V didn’t remove her fingers, she continued to grind into me, stroking my inner thighs, she told me to relax, her voice so quiet, it made you relax straight away. Though I wasn’t sure at the time, it felt like V was fisting me, though it didn’t hurt like it did when Master tries to do it. Later I asked Master if she was fisting me and how much of her fist went in. He said, “Yes she fisted you and pretty much got it all in. But S had told Master that she does have flexible fingers so she would be able to fist most pussies. I felt another rush, another orgasm erupted out of me as I gushed over the mats again.
In total, or put it this way, I think the total times I squirted was 8 or more, I lost count after 8. Where the hell does that much squirt  come from ? Seriously as soon as I emptied out, it was full again, ready to gush all over us. But I’m not gonna say it wasn’t fun, because it was. Every time I thought, that’s it, I’m totally spent, I’d get another rush. Finally I think V stopped because her arms must have been aching by now, she certainly knows how to please.

“I think Serf may need a good girl spanking,” Master told her. She looked at me and went to roll me over. Again the little touches feel so amazing, as she rubbed my wet bottom, suddenly she slapped one cheek. I gasped, wow that stung. And again, sensing I was just about to ouch out loud, she hushed me, rubbing my cheek, the slapping it again, the sting felt so powerful, even Master doesn’t hand spank that hard. But she continued on the one side, then began on the other. After every slap, she checked I was ok. They didn’t make my eyes water, but OUCHIE, they hurt. They stung like hell.I heard Master and S talking about my rosy cheeks, Master said, “Oh I will see if she put the paddle in the bag, like I told her.” Coming back in, he passed it to V. She looked at it, saying “This is the time when you should have forgotten to put it in the bag Serf.” “I couldn’t, he told me to put it in, so of course I’m gonna put it in. I was doing as I’m told.” I laughed.

“Ok, ready ?” V asked me. “Yes,” I replied. The first wallop with that paddle left me cursing under my breath, “Oh yes, she’s liking that,” Master said. Another wallop, I think V was enjoying this as she didn’t ask if I was ok as often as before. What I did notice was she liked to cover my entire cheek, Master had to tell her not to go too high because of the internal tens machine I have inside me, so she liked to go to the side of my cheeks instead. Quite evil really, LOL. She then changed to the other side, taking my breath away on some goes. This time V checked if I was ok, did I want to continue, “Errrrrrr yes,” I replied, doubting how many more I could handle. “Ermm you may have to stop soon, otherwise her arse will still be crimson and bruised for Monday,” Someone said, I think it was S but I honestly don’t remember, “Okay, how many more, you decide ?” V asked. I chickened out by saying 2, then saying not hard, when V asked how hard I wanted them, She gave me 2 mild wallops then put the paddle down. “I can understand why you make a great switch, you’re pretty good at spanking,” I giggled. Getting up, I kissed V, saying thank you to her. V then crawled over to S and laid her head on his chest, between his legs, I think there were some soft, gentle chatting going on between them, but it looked really lovely to watch. Master came over to me and kissed me, “Well done Serf, you’ve really done me proud, I’m very very pleased with you.” “Thank you Master,” I whispered.


We sat on the mats for a while chatting again, S had a look at the paddle, “Mmmm it feels like it’s pretty strong. Come here,” He said to V. She giggled and went towards him, turning herself around, so her round bottom was just at the right place. S began spanking V with the paddle, no noise came from her, the noise of each slap made my eyes water, “Was V going this hard on me? do you ? or is it because the hall echoes ?” I asked. “It’s hard to tell when someone else is doing it,” Master said. I noticed again, S liked to spank all around her cheeks but neither of them touched sit spots or legs, like Master likes to do. He enjoyed using the paddle so Master told me to look up where I bought it from. We talked about other toys we’ve —  no wait, that’s not right, toys I’ve bought that Master loved, the CPS or high impact cane or loopy. Master suggested bringing the CPS one time…..MMMMMmm,, then I think I may forget.

S then asked V to give him a blowjob, we watched for a while, then I asked Master if he would like one. “After this, I’m enjoying watching. Go and stroke her bottom at the same time.” I crawled towards V, feeling her hot cheeks, gently tickling over her bottom, over her back, until S said, “Oh you interrupted her concentration.” I continued only for a minute or so, I wasn’t sure I was doing the right thing by interrupting their time. So I moved back and enjoyed watching. But on 2 occasions I saw S place his hand on her head, and she stopped moving, I wasn’t sure what she was doing. “Stay there,” then after awhile she went back to sucking him off.

He told her she was a good girl, then asked if she would like to masterbate, she replied, “Yes Please,” then moved back onto the mat. Sitting on her feet, legs wide, her fingers began, rubbing her clit, smacking it, both hands seemed to be working, she would lick her fingers, sucking her juices from them, before continuing. Fingers inside, fingers outside, rolling, smacking her clit, when she squirted really quickly. Sucking her fingers to get as much of it as possible. When she finished she gave a shy giggle and looked at S. He called her over again to continue with his blowjob.

Then it happened again, where V stayed still. Today I asked Master what she was doing, he said “She was holding him in her throat, so she had been going lower and lower then stopped when his cock was down her throat and she was licking his balls.” That idea was such a no no, Master tries to get me to deep throat, I’ve managed a few times but it terrifies me.

Anyway let’s carry on, S then tells V to give Master some attention, so Master told me to give S some attention. Now we hadn’t talked about blowjobs earlier, so I hadn’t mentioned that I like nibbling cock, and watching V, she was definitely only sucking him off, no teeth seemed to be involved. So I chose to follow her way. S’s cock was quite big, his girth very wide, so I struggled to fit him in my mouth, though I tried my best, he leant forward to squeeze my tits, they must seem very small in comparison to V’s, then enjoyed fingering me, playing with the rings. It’s something he wants V to get, I think she may not have a choice now. He liked hearing them jingle and he had mentioned before about the idea of padlocking them so V couldn’t masterbate. So I really think it won’t be long before she gets them done. I heard Master ask V where he should cum, in her mouth or over her, and heard her say over me. I was continuing giving S his blowjob when I heard him say,  “Oh somebody needs to clean up Masters cum.” I looked at V and saw her covered but I didn’t move. This is something I tend not to do, unless I’m told. “Go on,” Master told me,” you’ve just been ordered to do tidy up V.” Realising I wasn’t going to get out of it, I said to V, “This is something, I never normally do.” I wasn’t going to throw a tantrum after such a lovely play and I certainly didn’t want to show Master up, but now I’ve done it once, I’ve a feeling I’m going to be made to do it all the time. She giggled, as I licked up Master’s cum off her tits, neck, face and tummy, I’m going to be honest, not something I enjoyed, I’m just not a huge fan of cum. But both Doms seemed pleased with our play as we sat down chatting some more. I said “Next time, maybe I will try playing with you if you help me a bit.” She said, “Yes, in your own time.” “I feel guilty I’ve not played with you but I hope you’ve had fun.” I said, “Oh yes,” V told me. “So I can come again then?” I asked hopefully. V laughed, “Yes you can.”  

We sat down and talked for a while longer, then started to say we better go, the dogs will be starving. I asked V if she wanted help to tidy up, she said “No, I’ve got it all ready.”   “Are you sure ?” I asked again. “Yes honestly it’s fine.” The guys were still talking, so I went to get dressed, putting everything away that we had brought, asking if there was a bin fo the empty bottles. S said “Don’t worry about that, we will clear up.”
We thanked them for a very eventful day, a very exciting, brilliant day, one I hope to repeat. Master and I chatted about it for the entire drive home. What was lovely was that Master came to sit by me at times, held my hand, kissed me, stroked my hair, told me I was being his really good girl and that simple act made the play so much better, I understand why they said stay together in the club. It just reinforces our love and strong bond that we have.
So my first Bi experience was pretty fanfuckintastic. I still feel very strongly about not wanting to go down on a girl, I’m happy doing what I did this time, plus using fingers or toys but I just don’t want to do that, even though I know Master wants me too. But I’m looking forward to our next afternoon with them, even though hit was more like spending 6 hours with them. Blimey didn’t feel that long but it was. Time flies when you’re having fun.  

New outfit for swinging and for Master to enjoy.

I found a new outfit on Amazon last week and really liked it, so I showed Master, He agreed to let me buy it, see if it fits and looks nice, if not at least you can return it. I tried it on when Master was home, it’s not easy to put on, there’s a zip up the back of it, so I had to ask Master to fasten it. But once it was on, I loved it, I felt sexy in it. I may buy it in black too.


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

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

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


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

Hmmmmmm, we all know what that means.

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

Off to the swingers club.

We are dressed and ready, naughty bags packs, booze packed, every where smooth and moisturised.

My tummy has butterflies, I’m starting to feel nervous, Master seems okay. We are meeting our friends at their house, Master thought it gets rid of the nervous, awkward Hi’s outside the club. We will then drive in tandem to the club, we’ve filled the membership forms in so we just need to shpw ID, then get our membership card.

Then who knows what will happen, I will tell you all about it tomorrow. Shit I’m nervous now, how has our life changed, I wonder if E.L.James realised some people who read her books, then read the truth about BDSM, formed their own amazing D/s lifestyle, progressed further into this dynamic and started attending Swingers clubs and parties.

Two sleeps until the Swingers night.

It’s 2 sleeps until we go to the swingers club, and I’m surprising myself that I am not nervous, YET. I feel a tiny bit excited.  OMG I never thought I would. I’ve no idea how the night will pan out, but I feel like I am looking forward to it.

We’ve talked every day with the couple we are going with and feel like we are going to become good friends.

We’ve discussed what to wear, should we just go naked, or wear underwear?

I said just go naked, that way you don’t have to strip off before going in the pool or hottub. The couple said they would be going in underwear, then when they’ve been there a little while, they will strip off and put their clothes in the locker.

Basically, when you arrive you are given a locker, you take your own booze but hand that over to the bar, they put your locker number on it, so the bar staff know that belongs to you. Then you just pay for the soft drinks.

They provide you with towels so you don’t need to take them.

Yesterday, though Master was in London, I gave him and the couple a fashion show to decide which lingerie outfit they liked and which one I felt comfy in. We all decided on a little red number, so I feel happy to know what I am wearing.

Later on yesterday, the couple said they have a naughty bag that goes in the locker. Master said,hang on a minute, what naughty bag ? He said I have a laptop bag and she uses a makeup bag. They stay in the locker then when you want to go upstairs to the playrooms, you just get your bag from the locker.

We said, what’s in it, what do we need ?

Basically, here’s the list of what they take.

Shower Gel, toothpaste / brush, mints, mouthwash, condoms, lube, hairbrush, hair slides and bobbles, deodorant, dildos sometimes, baby wipes, makeup.

So this morning I went shopping, I bought a small black handbag, which was actually too small when I got it home, so I’m using a makeup bag, I already use it for makeup, but it will do for now. It certainly won’t fit a dildo though.

When we go to buy some Sliders, we will look for a bag suitable for Master, I will look and see if they have a suitable bag for me. We need Sliders for holiday so they will get used, Master may feel he doesn’t want to wear them there, but I must be careful, especially around the pool area. I don’t want to slip and fall. The only concern is she has had lingerie stolen if she’s taken them off and left it by the side of the pool, which is why they lock them away now. But I will have to use my walking stick, I think, unless there are plenty of chairs or walls I can hold onto. So the Sliders could be put under my stick, I just don’t know whether I should take my stick or not. At home, I don’t use it in the house as there are plenty of things I can grab onto if I feel like I’m going to fall or I’m dizzy, but shopping, theatre trips, outings or dog walks, I do have to use it.

I think I will know how I feel after the first visit, so I know for next time. If there is a next time.

Swinging continuation.

So since my last post about starting swinging again, or starting it properly this time, we started talking to 2 couples. The first couple had real conversations, long messages flying both ways, we’ve talked to both the man and woman, they had recently started going to a swingers club, The Infusion, in Blackpool, and told us a lot about it. They were introduced to it by some friends. Checking it out online, it looks really good, a swimming pool, sauna, hot tub / jacuzzi, playrooms, an orgy room !!!!!! Mmmmm may watch what happens in there but I will not be taking part in it, there’s a dungeon, which is good as some swingers clubs don’t have one.

The first couple, J, are soft swing, they enjoy mild spanking, she doesn’t take pain well so he only hand spanks but when I asked if he would be happy to spank me hard, he jumped at the chance lol. On their first visit they were just going to watch, but that didn’t last long before they got to play, she was entranced by the orgy room, one girl with 8 men, I think they said they would do anything bar intercourse. But we seemed to have lots in common, like I say, the conversation has just gone smoothly. Then yesterday they invited us to join them when they next go to the club, Sat 30th, I checked with Master and he agreed, so I replied saying we would love to go.

What I like about this club is it’s open from 11am until 3am almost every day. And as you know, I am not a night owl as I’m usually getting up by the time the club closes. Master said I needed to ensure that I sleep in the day before we go.

But J went during the day on Sunday to see what it was like and they enjoyed it too.  So I think the daytime would be best but one Saturday a month or fortnightly, I hope I can cope with that. I become such a bad tempered, knarky, brat when I’m tired, Master would have to be patient with me.

The second couple, M, started chatting a few days later, well Master found them. They are a D/s couple who go full swing but also happy with soft swing. They seem very nice, I think I’ve talked only to him, but I need to read their profile because maybe she’s not allowed to chat, The profile doesn’t say she’s not allowed so I will ask if she can come on to chat too. She has a cracking bum, curviliscious. Though they are a D/s couple they are happy to play vanilla, kinky or D/s fun. They play at home or at the other couples house, haven’t been to any clubs. So for me, this is like part of my fantasy come true, being with another D/s couple, maybe seeing if it grew into more in the future, but one step at a time. So far we are still chatting, but no date has been made yet.

So this led Master and I to the conversations on what our limits are.

And the biggest shock I had…………..Master wants to go full swing !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This was new, last time he was adamant that we were just going soft swing.

But he said only if I was happy with it, and he was not pushing me to go full swing. He told me this the other day so I’ve had a few days to process it, I wasn’t sure at first. My trouble is I associate sex with love, if your in love with someone you will happily have sex. I struggle with the idea that sex is just fun. Master thinks it’s because men see sex differently, they or he doesn’t have the emotional aspect to it. It’s just sex.

He wanted me to feel 100% happy with this. It’s taken a lot to process, understanding his opinion. When I’ve read blogs about couples who swing, I’ve always been turned on by it, but reading it is different to seeing it.

How will I feel to see him fucking another girl ?

I don’t know, is my only answer, until I’m in that moment, I just don’t know.

Master said okay, well if after the first visit, you decide you don’t like it, you must tell me and I won’t do it.

I have a big problem being verbal during sex, you know like asking Master to go harder, faster, slow down etc. So I worried that if I was in that moment and it was becoming too much, if I said stop would they stop. Like if we went to the dungeon, what our version of a hard spanking might be soft to them. If I’m strapped to the bench or Andrews Cross, and it was becoming too much and I said stop, Would they ?

Master said it was like we would be having a scene, so tell him that you want to be spanked with finger fun, you want to squirt, so he now knows what you want.

You tell him what toys you want used, where you want to be hit, how hard, tell him your safe words, orange to pause, red to stop.
I asked if Master would be with me all the time, as we had first agreed that we would only do same room swap. He said Yes if I wanted him to be there he would. But I said Does that mean you are happy to just wander alone, he said Yes but only if I was happy with it.

I think until our first visit, I will want to stay with him. But as we are going with this couple, and their friends, maybe it will be better, if I’m chatting with them, and he asks if I minded if he had a wander, then I’d probably say go.

He said he would tell me all he had seen or done. Do I want to know ? Again I’m not sure.

There’s a lot of question marks in this aren’t there !

Then he said I needed to think what I would or wouldn’t do. So I said straight away I don’t want to go down on a woman, I know he really wants me to, but I need to do what I want, so I said this, then said well maybe not never, maybe I will but not yet. I don’t know if I could ever go down on a girl, I will play, fingers, kissing, touching, but I can’t see I will ever feel I can do that.

I  don’t know.

Okay, Master said so what else ?

I said, I’m not sure I could have sex. You know penetrative sex.

He said, Okay so you look across the room and see a guy that is tall, got a six pack, really fit, you like the look of him, would you go over and ask if he wants to have some fun ?

No, I said, I can’t see myself ever doing that.

If he came to you, sat next to you, asked if he could touch you, kiss you, then asked if he could take you to a playroom, would you then ? Master asked.

Would you come ? I asked

If you wanted me to yes, but I think you would have more fun if I wasn’t around. He told me.

I’ve just thought about something….if I was alone in a playroom with a guy, then Master could watch through the peep holes.

Would that make me feel more comfortable ? I don’t know.

So what am I happy doing, I need to make a list.


Touching,  Stroking. Finger fun.  Kissing. Squirting. Guy going down on me. Blowjobs.  Dildo fun. Spanking.

Anal sex ?   Vaginal sex ?


Touching.  Stroking. Finger fun.  Kissing. Squirting. Girl going down on me as long as they didn’t mind if I didn’t return the favour.  Dildo fun. Spanking.

What am I not happy with.


Fisting.  Use of whips.  No hard-core spanking.  No needle or knife play. Swallowing cum. Piss play.

Going down on a girl. Fisting.  Use of whips. No hard-core spanking.  No needle or knife play. Piss play.

One thing couple J has said, is there is the most utmost respect for each other. No one would touch you without your permission, there is a definite respect for what each other wants, if they want to go past that barrier, they will ask first.

Master asked if I wanted him to order me to do things, again I said I don’t know.

D/s is the main part of our life, so should it mean that if he wants me to do…Whatever…..he will just order me to do it. I’m not sure I’d feel happy being pushed into doing something I really don’t want to do. Master said, How about you are free to do what you want, I’m not sure I’m happy with you having sex but that’s hypocritical, if I’m doing it, you should be able to do it. What if, if you want to have sex with someone, you ask me first. If I say yes, fine, if I say no, you don’t.

Okay, I think that could work, I think. I said.

Now the other thing I’m not sure on is condoms. Now do you have to use them ? How do you know if someone is clean or not ? I’ve never done a blowjob with a condom on, my imagination tells me it can’t be much fun on my behalf, you can’t nibble the head or shaft, suck the foreskin can you ? I don’t know. And taste, you can’t really taste them. I know I don’t want to swallow someone else’s cum, but I’m still happy to get to pre-cum stage, then they can fire their load over me. But I’ve no experience with a condom, so I don’t know what to expect.

J just told us to bring condoms with us as they charge £1 each in the club.

Oh lordy so many things going around in my head and I think I’m thinking the worst of everything now. I’m excited but terribly nervous. I think I want Master to stay with me for the first time, I just hope we get on with the couple and their friends to help us enjoy the night.

Oh yes, what do we wear, start of in lingerie, then when you go in the pool you take it off[, lock it up in the locker and wear a towel. But you’re wet then, so you’re not gonna want to put your lingerie back on. I think we are just better off going naked with the towel, we are both comfortable being naked. Then footwear, J said the floor can be slippy especially by the pool, certainly one thing I don’t want to happen is I slip and fall, so I’m going to get us both a pair of sliders ( flip flops ) ready to take, they will also do for the holiday.


Think I’ve got down all my feelings over this, even with a lot of don’t knows.

Possibly trying swinging again.

About a month ago, Master and I had a chat about rekindling our D/s dynamics, it had slowly disappeared when ‘vanilla’ life got in the way.

In this conversation we discussed once more about going to any kinky clubs. By kinky clubs we really wanted a BDSM club, but most events were in the nighttime. And we are not night owls at all. If we went to a swingers club, some of these held events during the afternoon and night, which would suit us better. Some swinger clubs had dungeons, but mostly they don’t.

I contacted The Townhouse in Birkenhead, and my reply made me feel like maybe this club was a bit too much for us right now. Master then found an event in a club we hadn’t heard of before, The No3 Club in Chorley. They were holding a tattoo and piercing event. Basically anyone with tattoo’s and/or piercings can attend. I emailed them, asking if this was a good event to go to for newbies. I got a nice reply back that made me feel maybe we should go.

Two things were a problem, 1, this event was on that Friday, it was Monday when we found it. 2, it said you had to be a member of 1 of the 4 main swingers sites in the UK.

Master hadn’t noticed that so he said we will leave it then.


We ended up having a familiar conversation, how do we find another sub to join us, should we try swinging again. Master said again, “I don’t want you agreeing to it, if you don’t want to do it. You said after last time that you didn’t want to do it again.” I said, “I know but I guess we can only try again. Sign up on one of the sites or join FabSwingers again and see if we get any ‘real’ people willing to actually set a date and meet up for some drinks then go from there.”

I left Master to spend the time choosing a site, joining and chatting. If he finds any ‘real’ people wanting to take the next step, he would then tell me to have a look at their photos, read their profile and join them chatting. And what I mean by chatting is having a proper conversation, not us writing a long paragraph to get a very short sentence back or just one word. That is not chatting. That is not getting to know someone.


Now before I get bombarded with bloggers saying there are real people on these sites, I apologise now and I certainly don’t want to insult these people who are real swingers. I am only going by our first experience where there was lots of talk, showing interest, yes let’s set a date, then they vanish. Or the ones who are just not real at all. Master googles their photos to see if they just picked a picture from there, and there were many who did just that.


Master looked at the other 3 sites, 1 that was very good by ensuring the people who joined them, were real. But all 3 were very expensive, pay to join, pay to read each individual message, pay to read each individual message. So Master rejoined Fab again.


But now we are talking about swinging again, all my old fears erupted again. Yet I read blogs about couples who just do it for fun, I read them, and it does turn me on. But I worry about if I could do it.

I’m a girl who yes, I enjoy sex, any kinky fuckery that’s me. But with Master.

We’ve even discussed that maybe we will have to go full swing, not soft, to get interest.

But can I have any sex with another guy ? I’d have to really like them.

But can I have sex with a girl ? Hmmmm I’m still not sure, maybe play with fingers but can I go down on another girl ?

This is something I know Master wants me to do, though I’ve said I won’t, if he orders me to, then I would have to. On many discussions with Master, I’ve said he would have to push me to do it, and if he feels I’m not trying then he should punish me. I know I take forever to figure out I do enjoy each thing, so this maybe the same. Well not maybe, it would be, unless I absolutely detest going down on a girl, I have to try BUT I have to be allowed to go slow’ish.

I wish I could be one of those girls who can say I just love sex, and having sex with as many people as possible in one night.

But I just can’t. Sex is connected with love, when you love someone you want to have sex with that person.

So the only way this could work is by getting to know a couple, I don’t want to hear about their accomplishments with every other couple they’ve had, I want to know if they are interested in us as a couple first, then bring in play slowly.

Our first experience was awful, felt very clinical, staged, like this is what they did with each couple. Watching porn which I presume is a turn on for them, but for us was a huge turn off. She couldn’t orgasm without using her clit vibrator at the same time, but never told Master, whilst he’s trying to get her to cum, her hubby took over, she only then got and used her vibrator then had an orgasm. Like she would / could only orgasm with her hubby. This I found insulting for Master because he must have felt similar feelings like I had about why he couldn’t get this woman to cum. The guy had a circumcised cock, which I then realised I’m not keen on a cock without the foreskin, it’s something else to play with, he also had a very sensitive cock, so I couldn’t nibble or chew on it. I felt like I was inadequate, inexperienced in sucking cock. When I watched his wife suck him, she had her lips over her teeth and basically just sucked him. I just thought, God this is so boring. I don’t know what else to do. They had games they obviously played a lot, none I wanted to join in with. The guys stood up in front of each other, us girls were on our knees between them, she’s sucking my Master’s cock, I’m sucking the hubby’s, then we swapped over, and back again.

Again just boring.

When it came to getting the guys to cum, I turned down the offer to do her hubby, she asked if she could make Master cum, he asked me to, so I agreed, sitting back to watch them. I didn’t turn me on.

Then she asked if I wanted to do a snowball, ( I think that’s what she called it ). Where she would pass the cum from her mouth to mine then back again. YUCK.

No thank you.

Her hubby said she loves cum, can’t get enough. So it made me giggle inside when I watched her struggle to swallow Master’s big load.


So that just felt horrible and Master agreed. I don’t know, I just want that bit of a connection with the couple for me to feel comfortable having any form of sex with them. I don’t think I’m alone feeling this way.


Master got chatting with 2 couples who winked us as soon as Master signed up with Fab, both sounded ok, but one could only play during the day when their kids were at school, which meant Master having to take the day off. One couple who said they come to our town quite often but when Master said well let’s make a date for a social, the reply he got back was “not sure what we are doing, keep in touch.”

Many couples had photos of only the girl, saying a cock is just a cock, Well so are tits, ass and pussy. Yet if you want me to think about playing with you, I’d like to see what you’ve got too.

Then yesterday he got chatting with another couple and this time, wow, it was a real conversation. They looked like a nice couple, I read the chat this morning and liked what I read. They were also fed up with time wasters. She’s only bi-curious so it could be a good way to play together and learn. He is straight which suits us too, though Master isn’t appalled at the idea of being bi-curious himself. I found it a bit odd when I watched him suck the cock of our second experience with a transgender, male to female. This coupley have just started going to clubs and have said they would be happy to take us with them, and the know The Club3. We have similar interests too. Master ended the conversation saying he would get me to read their chat and join them chatting today, so I think I will.

Oh and more importantly they like spanking. But I need to find out whether their version of spanking is a few little swats on the ass, or a full on paddling, caning, flogging etc. Because that’s the other thing that got me fed up, profiles read they enjoy spanking, but then when you send a photo of my ass nice and crimson they say ‘oh I don’t like that, I only fun spank’. There’s a big difference to what ‘vanilla’ people class as a fun spanking to what BDSM people class as a fun spanking. For me a fun spanking leaves my ass bruised crimson / purple, welts and markings, also a bit of blood but that’s not everyones cup of tea so I can pass that one on to what Master and I do. I like to feel my ass sore for days after a fun spanking. Obviously a punishment would be a lot worse, but I still love the feel of my sore body afterwards.

Anyway, I will keep you updated, hopefully this couple will want to meet for a social first. We will see………..