Daddy’s blog for June.

Manhomos blog…..

Right firstly let me apologise to me Master for the lateness of this months blog, due to being busy and working, yours truly completely forgot cause I is a Womble, sorry Master….

So this weekend was when my Little Minx’s and Master stayed over, the previous visit was at the beginning of June and due to commitments, Master was away mid June so we had no mid month visit. However me and the pigster paid a visit up to Little’s house instead and stayed for the day, that was nice…

So this weekend, was a really good one to say the least, I had asked Master if we could take the girls up to Blackpool in the evening and go into the arcades and play on the two pence machines. Now Master and Piggy do really like those as they seem to come away with quite a few key rings…at cost, any ways Master agreed that we should go, it would be fun and I had then managed to get off work early so we could all go and get up there sooner and have dinner as well.

Now things changed in the last week or so since agreeing with Master on going Blackpool. Himself and Piggy would be going up later on the Saturday night, to go clubbing at the swingers club. Little Minx’s had said long before that she did not want to go again and I didn’t really wanna go either, so they went together and me and me Little Minx’s was to go up pretty much as soon as I was home and changed.

So the Saturday morning on my way into work I gave my usual call to Little, seeing if she was ok and what not and what may of confused the crap out of her, now let’s be honest this is not that hard to do at all, I had suggested instead of driving up to Blackpool, as it would be quite busy due to it being rather toasty warm, we do something different, like go to the Trafford centre, maybe watch a film and do crazy golf. So with that suggestion Little was all confused and perplexed, as she didn’t know what to do so I left it with her to ponder and went into work to do a hard days grafting….

So that afternoon I finished grafting and let me say, bloody sweating some, I got my arse out of work at about 14.45 and got home just before half three smelling a little bit ripe, Little opened the front door to greet me, looking beautiful as ever, Piggy was looking sexy and

PiggyJ’s birthday weekend and tattoos have been drawn.

Just had a brilliant weekend with Daddy and PiggyJ. Today is PiggyJ’s birthday, yesterday they were getting a tattoo from me and Master.

So they arrived about 10am, Saturday, we had a coffee before leaving to get to the tattoo shop for 11am. J was ready for Daddy and A was ready for piggy. As usual it took about an hour until the stencil was finally put on their legs. Master came with us, well he drove us, then picked us up. But PiggyJ wanted him to come so he got the final say on what he wanted exactly on the picture.

Daddy and I had already sorted the colours we wanted on my sketch. The most important was she had to have the same colour hair as the girl on my boob, as they both represent me. She had to have green eyes, red shoes and lipstick. We both wanted her bikini to be purple. We talked about maybe we should have some writing underneath but then changed our minds.

Then J was all set to start on Daddy’s leg. J knows about our lifestyle,  I mean how could he not, after he did the girl on my boob, the BDSM duck on my bum with the vine flowing between. He told us about a programme on TV that he said I needed to find on catch up. He was telling us about it in code almost, as there was another man being tattooed so he couldn’t just say there’s a programme about polygamy that you should watch and find it interesting. Not that we would be bothered, but I appreciate J wanting to keep it private.

It’s always so nice to see J, he’s very easy to chat too, always asks after Master, E and his girlfriend I. I feel I’ve become one of his regulars now. Plus bringing our family to him too. Though E’s girlfriend was the first to see J and recommend him.

I alternated between going to see PiggyJ’s tattoo being drawn and Daddy’s.  It took A a long time to get her tattoo right, along with adding the extras Master wanted. I loved watching J tattoo, its fascinating to watch. Daddy’s was finished after 75 minutes. And I loved it, I’m actually really proud of the fact he has my sketch on his leg. And Master and PiggyJ loved this sketch as they said it resembles me a lot.

So Daddy’s done, we walked to the small supermarket to buy lunch for us all. Stopping at Costa for coffee and hot chocolates to takeaway before heading back. On the way back we met E’s girlfriend, I, I introduced her to Daddy, using his first name, she said E was around somewhere but we didn’t see him. After a shortish chat with I, we went back to see PiggyJ, she had a very short break to eat 1 sandwich then A continued. Daddy and I sat on the little 2 seater settee and ate our lunch. There was a steady volume of people coming in, booking tattoos, or fixing a old tattoo, it ended up being a long wait for PiggyJ’s. It took 4 ½ hours, A looked shattered after concentrating for so long, must admit she looked knakard too. She had been out tge night before with her mates for a birthday bash and Daddy was taking them and bringing them home, so both of them got to bed at 2am, then up early to come to our house.

I messaged Master to come and collect us and soon we were home. But not for long because the table we booked for dinner was for 6.30pm. We got in just after 5pm. Daddy had a quick shower, washing the tattoo, then we all got ready to go out. I had to wrap PiggyJ’s birthday present from Daddy for him and iron his top. It’s a good job I love him, coz I don’t do ironing.

At the pub, we all got a drink, chose our meals and chatted. It’s so nice we get along like we’ve known each other for years. We had a lovely meal, then left to continue drinking. Finding a film for us to watch, this is where the rest of the evening is a bit vague.I got tipsy, well actually the boys said I was proper drunk, both thinking I would be sick at some point of the night.

I’ve become a Jack Daniels Tennessee Fire lover, it’s just so nice, so smooth, and seems to make me very very drunk. We watched the film, then decided Master and PiggyJ would go to bed. Master helped us clear space in the living room, blowing the air bed up, putting the sheet on and getting the blankets. Then Master walked up to me and asked me to suck his cock. I’m not gonna say no, so I fell to my knees and sucked his cock. This is where things are a bit hazy. Apparently, I took turns with sucking his cock with PiggyJ, then Daddy had a turn. After that PiggyJ and I took turns sucking Daddy’s cock. During my turn, PiggyJ had been stroking my bum when she bit down hard. (I’ve no recollection accept for a blue/black bruise in the shape of a mouth for evidence. I screamed very loud when she bit, so I’ve been told.) Master played with me, making me squirt buckets, lol, I do remember that. Then whilst PiggyJ was sucking Daddy’s cock, I was playing with her boobs, when Master told me to finger her. I’ve never done this before, Master probably thought I’d just do it coz I’m drunk. Unfortunately I only remember doing it, not how it felt or more importantly, did PiggyJ like it. I had to ask Master the following day, and then asked PiggyJ if it was ok. She told me it was more than okay, she really really enjoyed it. She was more bothered about me, did I get forced to do it ? I told her no, Master told me to do it, but I did it without being made to do it. And I’m glad I did, I don’t think I could do that when I’m sober. Not yet anyway.

So by all accounts we had an amazing play last night, and I don’t remember a thing  !!!

Not happy bout that.

Everyone then went to bed, I don’t think we watched any more TV. This time, with arranging the living room better, there was space for the dogs to move around, and they both actually slept. Muffin slept on the settee, Dave slept on the bed with us, taking most of the blankets, but Daddy and I slept really well.

In the morning, I had a pretty bad hangover, after some coffees I felt more human  but my back was quite sore. We watched a film in bed, snuggled together, the dogs on the bed with us, I do love watching tv in bed, Master doesn’t like doing that, so it’s something I can enjoy with Daddy. Soon we heard the bed springs going and the sounds of PiggyJ enjoying a birthday orgasm or 2. So we guessed they were awake upstairs.

I took charge in servicing everyone with coffee and tea then when Master was ready he came downstairs, made us all bacon butties and served them to us in bed. This was a real treat, yes Master does the majority of the cooking, he’s an excellent chef, but he only ever brings me my meals when my back has been really bad, so it was very special. I know as his slave I should be serving him, but our setup is, he’s happy to cook then I will clean up. Plus he knows how much I struggle to stand up for too long so it just works out perfect for us.

Having had breakfast, Daddy and I finished watching our film, then we tidied the living room, putting everything back in its place by the time Master and PiggyJ came downstairs. Having another drink, it was time for PiggyJ to open her presents, first from Daddy, even though she already knew it was a watch, but she then passed it to Master to do his techie thing, setting it up for her.

Next she chose the card and presents from Master. Now I knew about his presents, 2 adult colouring books, one showing different sexual positions and the other had pictures of swearing cats. She was made up with them. But her card got us all laughing hysterically, she’s given me permission to post it, as we all thought it was brilliant.

Mine were a bit more typical girly gifts, a makeup bag, new brushes and a cosmetic mirror. But she liked them, her card was from one sister to another. As that’s how I see her now.

She loved all her presents, I think she was a little overwhelmed by them all to be honest but we had made her birthday an extra special one. And she’s worth it.

Soon it was time for them to go home, it had been a fab wkend, the tattoos represent us being joined as one now. I can’t begin to explain how I feel about Daddy’s tattoo and I know PiggyJ feels the same about hers. It’s been a very special visit.

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 Daddy.

I met Daddy at the local park and ride, he left his motorbike there so I had to pick him up.

Master is worried about keeping this part of our life discreet, so didn’t want Daddy round at ours without him being there, as it would look suspicious, especially if it was frequently. Plus we couldn’t play or anything incase E came home, the in-laws or my folks just popped round, and they have done this without prior knowledge. They’ve all got keys so it could happen. Master said “You’re dynamic is different to mine with J or R, yours is more snuggily, holding hands, kissing. You need to think as if you are having an affair.”
I said, “I’ve never really thought about what I would do if I had an affair.”
He said, “ So going further away from where we live, not having the motorbike parked outside often, you know how much the neighbours would talk, not going around where Daddy lives as it’s close to where I work and my staff could live near.”

It is a pain coz it means we can’t go home and play, snuggle, mark my maths, just the 2 of us but we can still enjoy our days together, it just means we need to think carefully about what and where we go.

Today we are more local as we were both going to visit my favourite piercer A, we were both going to feel the stab of the needle.

 

So once I picked Daddy up, we drove to a lovely village just outside our town. We parked and walked through the main street, it was too early for any of the shops to be open but we thought the cafes would be open for breakfast but they weren’t. We could have just stayed and waited but we decided to go to the local park, it brought back memories of taking E here when he was little, how many times had I come here with him. Must have been hundreds.

We walked through the aviary, Daddy started talking to the parrots, they seem to be having some sort of a good conversation, lol. There were 2 beautiful purple and red parrots, I think they were Emperors. There was a chart which told you all about them, but I may have forgotten the name.

Passing the aviary we saw the cafe was open, so we bought a coffee, Daddy always has an Americano with cold milk in a jug, I always have a skinny latte with 1 shot of coffee, by now Daddy knew how many sweeteners I have and he put them in for me, then we sat outside and chatted. This is what I love about our dynamic, that we can sit and chat, just like a normal relationship, whether it’s boyfriend / girlfriend, Master / slave or Daddy / little.

It was whilst we sat outside, when we got onto the conversation about my mouth soaping video I had sent him. And how J had spotted I was only holding the soap with my teeth, I wasn’t sucking it, like instructed. Well I just burst out laughing as he said he watched the video, calling me a real bloody brat, and how much he was going to have to watch me carefully. I said, I did tell you I was a brat and will try not to do anything I don’t want to do.

Daddy said, “ I can see I need to be specific with what I expect you to do.” He did laugh about it after he watched it at home but I laughed so much as he told me. We chatted about all sorts of stuff, eventually we went for a walk around the lake, holding hands, kissing as we walked, it was lovely. Daddy said he’s really happy, and classed it like he now had 2 wives. I thought it sounded lovely, as Master said that our relationship was almost polyamorous. I didn’t think it could be as we’re are not living together but Master said you don’t have to be living together for it to be a poly dynamic.

I actually don’t care what the supposed title is for our dynamic, I’m just very, very happy, I’ve got my sadistic Master to humiliate, degrade, thrash me and my Daddy to care for me, nurture me, and love me, both my Dom’s make me feel safe, secure and if anything, more confident in myself. Master has spent many years trying to get me to feel confident, to like myself, love myself, and finally he’s made me find my kinky side. Now there’s no stopping me. Enjoying playing with others, realising others find me attractive. But filling the fantasy of having another Dom, a Daddy has filled that missing link in my head. Discovering that bit of me was a “ little “ I hadn’t realised before, Daddy’s a patient teacher, not making me feel stupid when I can’t do my maths right. He explains how to do it so I am actually not scared of numbers now. I may not remember everything but I’ve got lots of maths books now so I’m sure I will start to feel a little more confident. Daddy said he was going to get a gold pen and a sticker book for when he marks my work. I love that he wants copies of everything I do for him, lines, sketches, my little story, the poem, I copy the lot and put them in individual plastic sleeves. Daddy then puts them in his special place at home.

I think I’ve realised the reason behind why there was that “ little “ in me, as a child I never had that one on one care from my parents, yes they loved me but mum worked when I was not at school, so I never saw her really except when she had a 10 minute break for dinner. I would be asleep by the time she finished work. Dad was always busy doing jobs around the house when he wasn’t working, I used to crave to hear words like, I love you or I’m very proud of you, instead of, I knew you wouldn’t pass, you don’t try and do anything right. I just wanted them to show me I wasn’t useless and I wasn’t ugly. As a parent now, I make sure I tell E how proud I am of him and that I love him, all the time. I never want him to feel like I did as a child.

So we enjoyed a lovely walk, then headed back to the car. It was 10.50am and we wanted to be at A’s shop for when he opened at 11am. But when we got there, the shop was still shut, so we stayed in the car, until I saw him drive past. A opened up so we headed over to the shop.

So what are we getting done ? Daddy is getting a PA and I’m getting some more rings put in my labia and inners……………no I’m not really, you know I’m not allowed anymore there. Daddy wanted to design a tattoo for me but Master said it was too soon for that but he said he knew I wanted more piercings in my ear, so allowed Daddy to pay for a scaffold bar piercing as a token that I am Daddy’s little girl. I had already been to see A to order that and the PA for Daddy.

I knew Daddy was nervous, but when he started to ask A what would happen and how it would feel, you could see Daddy getting more worried. I kept telling him to just wait, let A get sorted then he will do it. “Do you see the size of the rings, they’re huge !” He stated. “That’s gonna be too big.”

A came in from the back room, “What’s up ?” he asked. I quickly explained, “ He’s worried that the rings are too big both in diameter and gauge. “ A went on to explain the rings look big as they have to allow for when your erect. The gauge starts from 2.4mm, 3.2mm then 4mm, anything thicker from that it’s best to be tapered. Right come on let’s get in the back.”

We all headed in the back room, A closed the door, telling Daddy to get on the bed. Daddy said, “Do you want everything right off or just pulled down ?” “Pulled down is fine.” he replied. Daddy pulled everything down and lay on the chair, I got my phone out ready to video it, checking with A first, as with Master he wasn’t bothered. A doesn’t know of mine and Daddy’s dynamic, I told A that Daddy was a friend, even though A knows about Master and I, we felt it was better to just say he was a friend.

A started off by marking off where the ring would go, even though I’ve watched Master’s video many times, I’m still fascinated by how its done. When A pushed a tube down his urethra, you could see it much better as Daddy is circumcised, so you could clearly see the end of the tube through the skin, and it was quite a thinnish bit of skin.  A put the needle through the tube then said to Daddy, “Right when you are ready, deep breath in.” I held Daddy’s hand and within a second the hole was pierced. No scream, no noise, no nothing but a biggish flinch, such a disappointment, just like Master. The tube came out then A fitted the ring to it. “This will feel a bit uncomfortable but that’s about it.” Quickly the ring went through. “So that’s it.” A told him. “ What it’s done already ?” Daddy asked. “Yep, all completed. “ A replied.

A went through the care of it, then Daddy got up and pulled his pants up. I must admit, it looks pretty impressive, I do really like PA’s now.

Then it was my turn to sit on the chair, as A got organised, Daddy got ready to video it. I asked if A needed me to take my ear and glasses off, but he said no, I will fit the bar around them. A dabbed 2 spots on my ear, got the needle ready, “Deep breath in,” the stab felt a lot more tough as it’s cartlidge, “Another deep breath in.“ A said, then another tough stab. Both making me flinch, BUT I did not say one swear word, which I thought was very impressive for me, I think mainly because Daddy was with me. I was concentrating so much on not swearing, it worked. I was pretty pleased with myself. So at the moment I’ve a long purple bar with sparkly balls at the ends, in 2 weeks I go back and get the proper size put in. 5 days later and my ear is still very tender, swollen and bruised but its not throbbing today. I will try to put my ear in today, see if it doesn’t hurt too much, I think Master is fed up with me not hearing him all the time.

So we were both all done, Daddy’s ordered the next size PA but he wanted it in dark blue. He wants a ladder going up his balls, so he’s ordered 4 dark blue bars so in 6 weeks, he will come back, move up in size for his PA then get all 4 bars put in. We were both very happy with our new piercings.

We went from there to our favourite pub for dinner, where we went last time. The meal was lovely as usual, but we chose not to have a dessert because we wanted sweets at the cinema.

Again, it just felt really natural with Daddy, the conversation flowed easily.

I made sure I paid for dinner this time, as we should have gone halfs the week before but Daddy paid for it before I got chance to say anything.

Then we got back in the car and headed to the cinema. We were going to watch Mev. But as we arrived, there were lots of workman around, inside the cinema foyer, a huge area was boxed off, I was actually wondering if it was actually open. I walked over to the staff and asked. The lady said the cinema was getting a makeover, new bigger seats with tables attached and bigger, better screens. I asked if some cinemas were open, she said half are open, but a workman broke one of the screens so Mev is not on today. WHAT, No Mev. Daddy spotted that Equalizer 2 was on, we had only watched the first one when we stayed over last week. So we decided to go for that one. Daddy said “Let’s get you some sweeties first, babygirl.”  We headed to the pick and mix, I love these, but there were no cables. In fact there were only pink and white chocolate mice to choose, for the sweets that I liked. Daddy didn’t want anything, he said he would pinch some of mine. We then went to get the tickets, pay for the sweets and get to our seats. We got a back row just to ourselves, I kicked off my shoes ready to get comfy, one shoe went flying. As I bent down to get it, Daddy put his hand on my bum, across my pussy, his hand reaching under my skirt. I swear I was so close to cumming there and then. Just that touch was enough to get my juices going, I had to sit down quickly before it became too much. Sitting down, I snuggled into Daddy, I was comfy resting my head on his shoulder, one arm hooked under his arm, my other arm was over his chest, part of me wanted him to put his hand between my legs but oh that would have been fanfuckintastic, ( sorry Daddy ) but I couldn’t, so I enjoyed snuggling with him, enjoying the movie.

We both enjoyed the film, and headed back to the car, it was peak time when we were driving home, the traffic was crazy, how Master and Daddy copes driving through this every day, I don’t know. Once we got past the junction for the other drivers to get to the motorway, the drive was okay. I drove Daddy back to the park and ride, he said his PA was okay but I hoped it didn’t hurt whilst he was on the motorike. Enjoying a long kiss goodbye, Daddy said he would message once he was home, safe and sound. It had been a lovely day, Now we have that special bond with the bar in my ear, I know J will be getting a tattoo from Master for their 6 month anniversary, but she also needs a treat so she’s not left out, Daddy and I got pierced, I think J will be getting multiple stabs whilst she gets a small tattoo, connecting her with Master. Master had told her it was her choice, a special treat from him to her, so I can’t wait to see it. These special things bind us together now, to become one, and I just love them.

Tattoo touch up today. Mmmm

Today was the day for the final touch up of Quackers, we had decided what we thought was needed and J, the tattooist agreed with me. He said yellow was the worst colour to tattoo as it sinks into your skin and looks faded. So he did the yellow first as it was also the nastiest more painful area too. I swore a lot and I mean a lot, but I have owned up to Daddy, I know I won’t get away with it but it was very very painful doing the duck. The vine was okay but when he coloured the flowers in, well my other leg was flinching, I was biting my thumb to stop me swearing, but didn’t make much difference, so I just apologised to J, who said it was okay as he knew how painful it was.

Funnily actually he said you can tell when its becoming too much again for the person. Because they start laughing, which was exactly what I was doing by the end of it. I was surprised it only took 2 hours, but I must admit, I thought it would take longer. But I love it.

I’m Quackers.

I’m quackers.

There’s been so much happening since our last day of holidays, I’ve not had chance to tell you about what was happening on Monday just gone.

I was finally getting my BDSM duck tattooed on my ass.

I arrived for when it opened at 11 am, J was on his own, and typically there was a problem, his printer had broken on Friday, someone was coming to fix it on Tuesday as it’s only 4 months old. He had printed off various sizes of the duck, hoping one was okay, now I could be insulted but I’m not, when he said “I ermmmm, must have thought…..erm.” “What you mean is you thought my bottom was much much bigger and it isn’t.” I filled the gaps in for him, laughing. “Ermmm yes,” J said, somewhat embarrassed, “So now I have to figure out how to get the picture smaller.”
J began talking to himself, whilst I sat down and waited then a customer came in. She wanted to book in for a baby elephant to be tattooed on her inner arm. Then wanted to book her boyfriend in as well. she was there over 10 minutes, so by the time she left, and he got the right size we had used up nearly an hour. He put it on the blue ink paper, and then put the duck central on my cheek, I checked it out, happy with what I saw. He then needed to prepare the private area, get all the colours needed, all the needles and machines, so I stayed out of the way until it was all sorted. J ran upstairs to retrieve the steps for me then all was set.

He told me which way to lay, I had brought the dogs cushion to lie on, it’s thicker as its actually 2 pillows in one case. Had my handbag with drinks, tablets and most importantly my phone. I’d asked J if I could take photos and he said that was fine. So I got myself comfy whilst J got the final preparations done.

“Right, ready ?” J asked. “As I’ll ever be.” I replied

So we started at 12 pm and finished at 2.50 pm. We chatted about anything and everything. He had told me earlier he had a girl come in last week and wanted her entire cheek to be a red rose, similar to Cheryl Cole’s got on her back. She was in so much pain she called time after 3 hours, but it was just finished, so I was thinking it would be awful. I did take diazepam just before it started, mainly because lying on my tummy isn’t the best for my back, but hey sometimes you need to have pain to get something good.

Once that first second was done, it felt okay, I was coping well, we chatted about family, as he has tattooed our son and his girlfriend so he asked after them. There were only 3 times when it became ouchie, and I think that was only because he was going over areas he had already done a few times. I told him that there were so many people who couldn’t wait for it to be done, that I had a blog and other bloggers were looking forward to it, J said Yes well I have quite a few people wanting to see it too, but I’m not taking a photo until it’s finished. Then I asked What was the most strange or peculiar tattoo he had ever done, he actually said Well yours to be honest, both the girl and duck. I was surprised, You’ve never done a BDSM tattoo for anyone, I asked.  He said No, never. His wife came downstairs to make coffee for us all, she’s an artist and at university taking a art degree, J said, So do you like the duck ? His wife looked at it and said Yes it’s very good. Then she finished the coffees, putting ours where we could reach them easily.
Finally it was over and I can honestly say, it didn’t hurt, or maybe coz my ass is used to getting severe spankings, having the vampire gloves and paddle and Mr Spikey paddle used on me, I was just oblivious to the pain. The next day, sitting down was a bit ouchie but it was all copeable.

So I go back in 3 weeks, once it’s healed, I love it. My only thing I want improving is the vine going down, it needs a lot more swirls to look the same as the others as he did those by hand this time and I’d like a bigger flower near the ducks face.But apart from that, I love it and can’t wait to see the finished tattoo.

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BDSM Duck tattoo booked.

So the duck tattoo is booked for the 23 july, Master has finally agreed to let me get it done, as its after the naturist holiday so I don’t have to worry about looking after it whilst away.

I’ve drawn the duck, to the size we want so he will be sat in a puddle and the flower design will go around it. As i couldn’t make out where the flowers should flow, Master drew the duck on my bum,  then did a swirly pattern to show the flowers swirling by the duck.

I’m very happy with the finish of it, can’t wait to get it done.

Finished tattoo.

Sorry it’s taken a day or 2 to do this blog, I know you’ve been waiting to hear all about it. By the time it was finished and I was home, I had 2 hours before going out for dinner then theatre. So I didn’t have time on Thursday, Friday I had to visit L, then went to bed as I was very sore.

So back to Thursday.

I left early to hopefully get a parking spot next to the shop, which luckily I got. J had said it would take about 2 hours so I didn’t have to worry about running out of time on my blue badge. I sat in the car, waiting for J to open up, so I was reading a new chapter from a continuing story on Spankingtube, a very raunchy erotic sequel by a great friend who writes for fun but doesn’t realise how good she is. I am always eager to read the next chapter.

By the end of the chapter I saw J open up, I waited 5 minutes before going in. Bringing my theatre cushion this time.

J wasn’t quite himself, he had bad toothache and had been to the dentist early that morning but he said the pain was worse than before, so he was struggling to get into focus. I did ask if he wanted to leave it but he said he had a full day of bookings but he would see, if necessary he said he may have to. But he got everything planned, reminding him I wanted the flowers brightened up and stronger colour. Plus the colour on her hair, which he had forgotten. Then I told him how I wanted the swirling pattern to continue to the girl. Happy with that, J made me a coffee whilst he continued to get ready. I’d say, he was a typical man, a bit disorganised, I wanted to get up and tell him how to make things easier for him to work, though of course I’m no tattooist, and my main focus was the cables on the floor which was my biggest OCD hate. But he didn’t seem to mind the chaos.

Finally he was ready, so I had the struggle to climb up on the table. He asked what he could do, so I just said hold it steady, as it was a foldaway table that wasn’t solid. Next time I go I’m going to buy him a fold-up stool, so me and other smaller people would be able to get on the bed easily. I’d have no issue then, but trying to get my right leg up high, then push myself up was very very hard. My joints are pretty poor and arthritis in my hips made it a painful exercise, but I made it. This time, J decided to start by my hips first, doing the flowers and the odd line he wasn’t happy with. And WTF, it hurt so badly, I was soon f’ing and blinding. How can this hurt so much 20 minutes in, when I lasted 5 hours before I reached this stage last time. I came to the conclusion there was a lot of internal bruising around my hip area, as it still hurt if I caught 2 areas around my side, so I think this was why it hurt even more today. Once J worked past there, I was okay again, it hurt a bit more but I wasn’t f’ing and blinding. Though J could tell I was finding this harder, so he kept doing a small area then breaking for a minute then continuing. As he progressed, J found his toothache was easing, I think his pain was easing because he was giving me pain instead. LOL. So all was reasonable’ish until he got closer to my under boob. Then the F’ing and blinding became more shouty, I’d be halfway through a sentence before I’d stop, then start saying, ow..ow..OW..OW…FUCKING HELL THAT HURTS. Or I just stopped speaking and bit my finger instead. One hand would be smacking the wall and one leg started waving around. J laughed, saying he knew this was the worst part, which was why he left it until last and also why he didn’t want to finish off last time. Which I must admit, I’m very grateful he didn’t do it then. This area brought tears to my eyes, I never thought that bit would be the worst area. Finally that was done and he had just the girls hair to go over. It took 2 hours altogether until it was over. Looking in the mirror, I am so so happy with it, in fact I feel a little sexy, the swirling design, the purple pink colour against the black is just me.

Now I can’t wait until Master says I can get the BDSM duck on my bum, with the swirling pattern flowing around it, so it will be finished properly.

I am very very happy.

I did ask him if he could do anything with my other tattoo, I never really liked it once it was done, I don’t like the colours and the skin on the bottom is terrible and different shades of peach. The writing isn’t clear because the blue is too dark. J looked a it and said really he didn’t think there was anything that could improve it. The skin colour would end up even worse, he said he could do a stronger black outline on the letters then use a white to highlight it but again he said it would be a minimum improvement. So I decided it’s best to just leave that one as my only bad tattoo I hope.