My day with Miss Adira.

A day with Miss Adira.

I always look forward to spending the day with Daddy or Miss Adira, usually we have stuff planned but my back has been so bad and I’m still getting at the most 2 hours of sleep a night, I don’t have much energy to really enjoy being with them.

Last Saturday I went to the cinema with Daddy, watched the first 10 minutes, then fell asleep, only to wake up to see the ending.

A few days ago, Miss Adira said if your back is okay, we could go to the park, and have lunch in the cafe there. And the weather was really nice this morning, so I was hopeful we could go.

But my back was pooped. Yesterday I ended up at my Mums, a physiotherapist came to see her, and was asking what equipment Mum needed in the house. Dad wasn’t sure so phoned me, I ended up going round. After the physio had gone I stayed whilst Mum and Dad had lunch, I’d already had mine, then Dad asked if I could stay for longer, so he could go shopping. I said yes, so sat and watched TV with Mum.

(Quick recap if you don’t know, Mum has just spent 6 weeks in hospital, had a pacemaker fitted, then 2 weeks in a respite care home until the staff had a care plan sorted for her. When and what do we want the carers to do for her at home. Her dementia/alzheimers has progressed quite a bit understandably so, and has been very confused, as we counted up that she had been in 12 different beds around the hospital and care home. Me and Dad have been at the hospital every day for 5~6 hours a day, and its played hell on my body. Having come close to having a breakdown, I phoned my useless, selfish brother, telling him, me and Dad need him to actually do something and visit Mum, so me and Dad can have a rest. I was worried about my 84 yr old Dad doing too much, he was worried about me doing too much and my back not coping. Master, Daddy and Miss Adira have been worried sick about me, saying I’m doing too much. But I can’t expect Dad to cope on his own. I just can’t do that. But Master pointed out that it was affecting us/our family. I can’t move by the time I’m home, I’m falling asleep at 5pm, so having no time to do general housework, shopping, even my dogs have missed having me home and are acting up for attention. Anyway, now Mum’s home, the carers lovely, Dad looks less stressed, I think I can start to relax a bit. I’m still driving them to hospital trips etcs, we’ve found if Dad isn’t stressed coz he’s not driving, then Mum doesn’t have a tantrum. But as Master pointed out, I shouldn’t be driving their manual car because it affects my back. A 10 minute trip I could just about cope with but nothing more. So I’m going to look into these ambulance taxis for them)

So back to the real reason for my blog. Where was I up to……..

Ahh yes, going to the park today with Miss Adira. But no, it didn’t happen. Master said early this morning, if my back was ok then yes, but going how I struggled walking to the car from Dad’s to walking to our house once home, the chances were slim. Daddy asked how I was, I said sore enough to have a diazepam, he immediately said you’re not going to the park then. So I was gutted.

So Miss Adira came round in her more leisurely clothes, she knew she wasn’t going to be spanking me today, maintenance or the awaiting punishment still due. She likes to be dressed appropriately when spanking me.

We had a coffee, Miss Adira had to spend time with the dogs, then we drove to Subway to buy lunch, came back home, got naked and had lunch on the bed, the dogs were given a chew so they were happy on the bed too. Once a very nice lunch was scoffed, Miss Adira went under the throw covering the bed, I was still munching my crisps. Dave snuggled up next to Miss Adira, taking up my space, which made us giggle. I told him Miss Adira was my Mistress not his, she was Mummy J to Dave and Muffin.

I finished my lunch, ( I’m a slow eater ) tidied everything away, then tried to snuggle next to MIss Adira. I asked Dave to move, which he did by about 10 cm. Making us both giggle again. Eventually he moved down the bed, so I could snuggle into Miss Adira, my cuddily was with me and we continued to watch a 4 part series which she had read about, called When They See Us.

I was stroking her sexy boobs, playing with her nipples more than I did last week, just enjoying being together when I started to fall asleep. I heard myself snoring on and off, still stroking her, I thought I was just doing this all the time, I thought I’d been watching the TV, stroking her, just occasionally thinking I must have nodded off, snored and woke up again. I’d fed Miss Adira some chocolate buttons, having some myself, But no, apparently I was asleep, only waking when I snored so loudly it woke me up, then I continued stroking her. I missed 3 of the 4 part series.

I feel really guilty though, Miss Adira didn’t come round for me to just fall asleep on her, she said she didn’t mind and knew I needed to catch up on sleep and rest my back. So that was it, our exciting day together. I never played with her properly, never even snogged her today, I feel like I’ve let her down a bit, not giving her the attention she deserves. We never even did my mock tests for my homework. And the worst thing is I still feel really tired and though she said I could go to bed at my normal time now as I’d had a nap, I think I will be going to bed soon.

I’ve had my first play with a lady.

No longer a virgin, I’ve played with a lady, on my own.

So over the last 2 months I’ve not had the energy to think about blogging, my previous blog explains why so I’m not going to repeat that. But Master, Daddy and Miss Adira have all been keeping a close eye on me, as I do feel so stressed I feel I could breakdown. I do have a Drs appt coming up to help with that.

Last week Daddy came for the day, all I wanted was to get some lunch, come home, lie naked on the bed watching films and chilling. I didn’t even want to play. Then of course my hand wandered over his new ladder piercings going up his ball sack, then his willy became excited and before we knew it, I had given Daddy a handjob, without permission. A few minutes later we got a message, it contained a photo of me doing the deed. With a No Permission. You Are Banned For Month. Said Master.

So when Miss Adira was coming up for the day, on the following Tuesday, I have to say I was a bit disappointed knowing we couldn’t play together. I asked Master if I was allowed to stroke her boobs or thighs and he replied you may pleasure Miss Adira but you will not be pleasured yourself…….

I was also due a long awaited punishment, ( to be honest I can’t remember why I got it ) but I knew it was going to be a bad one. Well this would be my first punishment from her, I know she was looking forward to it, she said, I’m expecting tears, a very sore botty and I want to see blood. I will not stop until that happens. And I mean real tears too.

Luckily for me, or unlucky for me really, my back has been terrible, with being so busy over the past 2 months. My chronic pain has reached way WAY over the worst it normally is. So this meant my punishment had been cancelled over and over again. Our last meet up, I did have a maintenance spanking but my back suffered afterwards. Miss Adira had asked Master if she should give me the punishment and maintenance spanking. He said he usually asks me how my back is feeling. If it’s too bad I  would be honest and ask for it to be postponed. They all know i would not lie about something as important as my back.

So punishment was postponed, though Miss Adira did say if I wanted a gentle maintenance spanking she would be happy with that.

So Tuesday morning came, I slept in, so didnt get all my tasks done as I had to tidy up, get the bedroom ready, ( in fact  I shudda put some candles out, coz she loves them. I will next time,) I had to go to the supermarket to buy lunch for us then get home, get naked, ready.

There wasn’t much time from when I got home to Miss Adira arriving. She had on a slim fitted black skirt, black top and red boots. She looked very much the mistress. She carried with her a big duffle bag which puzzled me. I was on a ban from playing plus not allowed spanking so there should be no toys in her bag. She saw me look quizzically at it and said she would explain soon.

First she had to fuss the dogs who were impatiently barking at her for attention. I made us drinks, asking if she wanted these upstairs, but she said no, down here for now. Then she explained that if I had wanted my maintenance spanking she had brought with her 3 sexy Mistress outfits plus her high heels. (She feels very much the Mistress in those outfits). She was going to let me pick the outfit but I had to be very honest about how I felt after the spanking on Saturday, how did my back feel, so I had to be honest and say it didn’t help my back at all, so she immediately said right that’s settled, no spanking. But as I can’t play with you, I think it’s time you played with me. She chuckled when she saw me looking a bit shocked, Yes, I think that will happen instead. She told me.

I was a bit taken about, I knew Miss Adira didn’t want to order me to play, but this sorta shocked me. ’’Okay” I said, a bit worried about it, but left it at that.

Coffee drunk, Miss Adira said should we go upstairs, so I put all the lunch stuff in a bag, grabbed a few chews for Dave and Muffin, locked all the doors then I followed Miss Adira with the dogs racing to get ahead of me.

Getting naked on the bed, I’d already got the TV on, the remotes handy, the dogs were happy with their chews, so we snuggled together. Already planning on watching Beauty and The Beast as I hadn’t seen the new version,  Miss Adira had watched it 3 times so far. Now the usual problem at first is we chatted non-stop about the boys, the kids, general life. Then we started to watch it properly.

My Mistress has very big boobs, and my head rested on one side of one really nicely. They make very nice cushions, but I was very comfy and Miss Adira seemed comfy too. My hand gently stroked her arms and boobs, playing with her nipples and nipple piercing. I’m not really a boob/nipple person. With Master and Daddy, I tend not to touch them, but this time I decided to play with hers, I knew she could take more than I could with nipple play, but not lots, so I did what I do with mine. Twisting them slightly, circling around the areola, feeling her nipple harden. Along with big boobs, she has big nipples, maybe 3 times the size of mine, at some point I’ve decided I want to try having a suck of them. I’ve always loved sucking my finger as a child, though these days my finger won’t bend to how it was 45 years ago, but I suck it in different ways now. And having my doodie with Daddy, I’ve really grown to love that. So I think I may enjoy it. I shudda just tried there and then, the nipple without the piercing was so close to my mouth I cudda flicked at it with my tongue. But I am slow at doing new things and my mind was concentrating on stroking her body, something I know we both love. That and scratching hard across the skin, boobs, back, bottom, she did it twice on my bum but as soon as I ahhhed over its nice feeling, she stopped. I wasn’t allowed to be pleasured so it stopped.

Slowly my hand moved downwards, tickling her legs, inner thighs, over her happy spot mound. I felt her wetness as I went past it. Miss Adira seemed to be enjoying it as she moved more flat on her back and spread her legs.

Eventually my fingers stopped over her happy spot and I began exploring. I felt her thin clit hood piercing and slowly began to rub her button. Rolling my fingers over it, I began to hear Miss Adira groan, so I rubbed harder and faster, breaking off to stroke over her labia then back to rubbing her button.

Miss Adira’s moans and groans became louder, she began squirming, her hands fisting the bedding or grasping the bars from the headboard. My fingers worked faster, her wetness encouraging me to continue, rubbing harder until I felt her orgasm, her button now swollen, her juices all over my fingers, she moved my hand away but I slipped it back, rubbing once more when she jerked and pushed me away again, whispering naughty at me, which made me giggle.

So instead of moving I just stopped, leaving my fingers over her happy spot as she came back down. I looked up at her smiling, she smiled back, Now that wasn’t too bad was it ? She asked. No it wasn’t. I replied. I reached up to give her a kiss, feeling proud of myself.

As Miss Adira began to relax again, I began rubbing her button once more, she gasped and grabbed the bed rails, her groans becoming more exaggerated, frantic, I looked up at her and watched her face, her arms began flailing, (Master always said she’s a flailler when she comes, so is Daddy,) occasionally her eyes opened and looked at me, smiling, then as I continued her eyes closed again.

I worked faster now, rubbing harder directly over her piercing, she got her juices flowing again. Pretty quickly she began to cum, her arms flailed about as her body jerked fiercely. Faster and much more stronger than her first one, this made me smile even more.

I’ve actually pleasured my Mistress and I felt incredibly proud and very very horny. My happy spot was pounding, longing to be touched, my ass tingled, pleading for a spanking but of course I was on a ban, which really was a shame because this would have built up into a long long play session.

Eventually Miss Adira relaxed, coming down from her wild orgasm, she reached over and hugged me tightly, giving me another kiss. Was that okay ? I asked. More than okay, Miss Adira said, your first play with a lady was pretty awesome.

I grinned stupidly, snuggled closer into one boob as we watched a bit more of the film, then realising the time, we decided to have lunch.

The rest of the afternoon was snuggling in bed, I got my snuggly, Marshmallow and put her by my head, rubbing my chin or fingers over her soft fur. I know I dozed off a bit, because I woke myself up snoring. Lol. But I did watch most of Beauty and the Beast  but only a bit of Olympus Has Fallen, as I slept through a lot?

But we had a lovely day, it did me the world of good to just chill out.

Another trip to Windermere.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sorry for abcense, bad patch with back.

Just wanted to write a quick blog to say I’m still here, just having a bad patch with my back.  Struggling to do anything and trying not to take stronger pain meds as they make me go loopy. I’m just trying to rest as much as I can until this flareup calms down again.