Continuing from Dec 5th, getting my tongue pierced.

I was very nervous getting my tongue pierced, not sure why considering all the others I’ve had done. This was the one that really scared me. I think it’s because it’s in my mouth, so I worry about breathing and eating.

A, our piercer knew what I was coming in for so he started to get everything ready. A customer came in so A served her first, it was only a quick change of jewellery, then it was time for me to go in. Daddy got my phone ready to video it, and A started to explain what will happen and how to look after it after it was done.

I had to stick my tongue out as A dried the top and bottom of my tongue then drew a dot on the bottom of it. He explained what he was going to do, clamping my tongue then before I knew it, he had pushed the needle threw, attached the bar and pushed that threw before screwing the ball to both ends of the bar. I never felt a thing but watching the video afterwards, there was a tiny flinch in my eyes but that was it.

A went on to explain how my tongue will swell up for a few days, the important thing was to continue as normal, eat and drink lots of water. The saliva is the best healing tool for your mouth, and will heal the piercing within 7 – 10 days. Then I was to come back and A would swap the bar to a smaller more comfort one.

It felt really weird in my mouth, my tongue already swollen and the balls on top and below my tongue felt huge. Speaking was very hard and I felt like I was slobbering and spitting when I tried to talk. So I ended up holding my hand over my mouth when I spoke.

I’m really pleased with it though, I never thought I would get it done but after kissing PiggyJ last week, playing with her tongue  piercing, I loved it. I asked Master if I could get it done and he surprised me by saying yes, then Daddy asked if he could pay for it towards my Christmas present, Master agreed.

Daddy said I was a very good girl getting it done and he liked it a lot.

Within a week it was feeling great, I could play with it, roll the top ball along the front of my teeth, I play with my lip bar loads too. Eating was a bit tricky but I put food into the side of my mouth, chewed it slowly then swallowed. The only difficulty was swallowing my medication. I felt like I was swallowing bricks.

Now 2 weeks on, my tongue feels great, I’m looking forward to buying some funky balls that really stand out.

Of course my Mother In Law went mad, your tongue will drop off, you will look like a chaff, ( someone who has loads of tattoos and piercings everywhere. ) I laughed it off, I knew she would hate it but it’s my tongue, my body, my life.

Thank you Master for allowing me to have this piercing.

Thank you Daddy for my early Christmas present. Hope you felt the ball when I gave you a blowjob the other day, I forgot to ask.

TMI Tuesday.

Hello there again. Welcome to TMI Tuesday blog and questions about …

Random shit


1. Which do you make more of phone calls or text messages?

Master. WhatsApp.

PiggyJ. Text messages.

Daddy. Phone calls.

Me. WhatsApp.

2. Before making a phone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say? Why?

Master. Yes, coz perfection takes practice.

PiggyJ. No.

Daddy. No.

Me. Occasionally, if it’s an important call.

3. Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.

Master. Piggy, Manho and snoring.

PiggyJ. Low tolerance of idiots, dislike of YouTube, lots of orgasms.

Daddy. Grumpy moods, grumpy when tired, goddam amazing.

Me. Love sex and squirting, grumpy when tired or sick, always wanting to be right.

4. Name three things about which you and your partner completely disagree and often causes arguments.

Master. Films, YouTube, How absolutely perfect I am.

PiggyJ. Who’s the better driver, who steals the covers and moves the most in bed, the fact I don’t snore.

Daddy. Housework.

Me. YouTube / car programmes, claiming to always be right, how much noise and mess they make.

5. 74 percent of couples bought a brand new mattress when they began their relationship. As you embark on a serious relationship would you request your significant other buy a new mattress or would you buy a new mattress if the s.o. asked you to do so?

Master. No I wouldn’t because mine hasn’t got a fucking huge crater in it but yes they should.

PiggyJ. No I wouldn’t coz I like my fucking huge crater in it.

Daddy. No I’m quite content with the airbed / blowup mattress and it’s not got a fucking huge crater in it.

Me. Happy with the airbed / blowup mattress, with the occasional promotion to the big bed when allowed, but only the big bed without the big fucking crater in it.

Bonus: If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about your future, what would you want to know?

Master. Lottery numbers.

PiggyJ. Nothing.

Daddy. Nothing.

Me. Nothing.

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Punishments due this weekend.

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

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

Master’s reasons;

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

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

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

75 due.

Daddy’s reasons;

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

10 for saying arse in a conversation with Daddy.

35 due.

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

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

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

Why ? For Master’s own enjoyment basically.

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

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

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

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

The no play, no spanking ban is lifted.

We are 3 weeks into the no spanking ban for me, and the no playing ban for Daddy, and I’ve got to admit it’s killing us. Unfortunately this ban affects us all, PiggyJ can’t have some fun with Daddy, Master can’t have fun spanking me, so when we met last Saturday the sexual tension between Daddy and I was immense.

The day started with us playing with their new puppy, Blue and their kitten, Pawsky, watching them play together, and play with the new tunnel I bought for Pawsky, but knowing that Blue would play with it too. Then Master said he was going to bed, if anyone wanted to join him. Daddy was working until 4pm.  After a few minutes PiggyJ asked how long we could wait until he messages us to come upstairs, then we decided we should go up.

Master was already in bed when we came upstairs, so I climbed in on the right side, PiggyJ on the left side of Master. PiggyJ passed me the TV controller, told me to choose a film. Master then asked PiggyJ to give him a blowjob, Master and I kissed whilst she did it. I watched her for a bit, as she swallowed Master’s cum, not losing a drop. Then we snuggled with Master, PiggyJ and Master were dozing on and off then Master fell asleep for about an hour. When he woke up he began to give his subs some attention, kissing us both, his hard cock twitching in excitement, As he thrust himself into me, at first it was painful as he was wearing a big PA, no lube was necessary after a few gentle thrusts, both of us riding together, then he slipped out of me and into PiggyJ. It was nice watching PiggyJ’s face as they ground together before he slipped out, spread my legs, climbed between me then thrust harder, deeper, bringing me very close, then he slipped out again. PiggyJ’s turn then when Master asked PiggyJ who gets his cum, she said Serf can. So Master entered me, thrusting deeper again, it felt so good, I was close to cumming myself, when Master slipped out. “Actually no one will get it, I need a rest !!!!!”    I felt more than a little peeved, as Master lay down between us, the play ended. I didn’t feel happy about it. I decided then to ask Master if the ban could be lifted, but he said No. This made me feel even more peeved.

Daddy was home by 4.10pm, he stripped off and entered the bedroom like I’d asked him too. At first he wasn’t sure what he should do, get in the bed or stand in the corner and watch. I  held my arms out to him, as he walked to the side of the bed, I rolled onto my side so there was some room for him, we kissed and snuggled together though I knew it was incredibly hard for hands not to start wandering. We didn’t stay there long, it was just too difficult, so Daddy and I went downstairs and left Master and PiggyJ  to enjoy some more fun.

We had discussed whether we should ask if the play ban could be lifted, and then Daddy would lift the spanking ban. He kept saying this has taught me not to set unrealistic punishments, or punishments that would affect the whole group.

It is true to say we are learning all the time whilst in this new dynamic.

Daddy and PiggyJ came round with Blue on Wednesday night, just for a chat and a cuppa as E was home. During our chat, Master said “I will lift the ban for next weekend when we are staying over,” I was surprised, Daddy said Thank You Master over and over, “I will lift the spanking ban too. This has taught me not to make such punishments when they affect all of us. I will never do a spanking ban again.”  After a few shocked minutes I said Thank You Master too.

The next day, I asked Master why he lifted the ban, he said, “I was only waiting for him to ask, then I would’ve lifted it, I think he’s realised not to set such punishments again.”

So now I can’t wait for next Saturday, Mr Spikey is coming to play too.

TMI Tuesday.

 

It’s that time again—TMI Tuesday!



1. Tell us about the last road trip you made: When? Where did you go? How long was the overall trip? Did you go alone? Did you have fun?

Master. The other week, went to Scotland alone, shit.

Daddy. Two trips first to see Master and to see my ‘little’, so Master could look at my motorbike, for a couple of hours, then off to pick up our new baby, Blue.

PiggyJ. Last weekend, picking up our new puppy, Blue. Took us 3 hours, I didn’t have fun coz our son kept asking if we were there yet.

Me. Day trip to Blackpool few weeks ago with Master, Daddy and PiggyJ. We played in the arcades, bought sweeties, had fish and chip dinner then drove through Blackpool Illuminations before coming home.

2. Do you love to travel?

Master. Not really.

Daddy. Yes I do.

PiggyJ. Yep.

Me. I love the idea of travelling but the cost puts me off.

3. What’s the best place you’ve been? Do you want to go back?

Master. Quite liked America, probably go back.

Daddy. Kilin in Scotland as it was remote and beautiful.

PiggyJ. Florida and yes.

Me. Florida, would love to go back there.

4. Would you travel for sex? Have you traveled more than 50 miles just to have sex?

Master. Oh definitely, yes.

Daddy. Not now I wouldn’t because I have no need to, as I have 2 wives to enjoy.

PiggyJ. If summoned by request of Sir, I would.

Me. Why should I do the travelling, if you want me, you can come to me. Lol. No I

5. What sexual act or sex position do you struggle with doing?

Master. Anal up ladders.

Daddy. Reverse cowgirl.

PiggyJ. Deep throating, not mastered not gagging yet.

Me. Wheelbarrow position, love this position but it’s hard to get into position, stay there, and not hurt my back. But it’s great fun.

Bonus: What are you into but have not told anyone?

Master. I’m an open book.

Daddy. No, I haven’t got anything.

PiggyJ. No, I’m not into anything that people don’t already know about.

Me. Nothing anymore, everything I was secretly into, I’m now doing.

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Sorry its taken ages to write, this took place the week before last.

Fun and games the week before last week.

 

So on Wednesday evening whilst I was watching Cliff Richard in concert with my Mother-in-law, Master set his subs a challenge, one I was ready to throw a tantrum because it was totally out of my comfort zone.

Think about your favourite song, download the lyrics if necessary, then dress up as the singer or the lead singer, if in a band, and sing me a song, You have until Saturday evening. Best video wins a cinema trip with Master, to watch a film of his choice and bring your own sweets. No cinema sweeties or drinks.

As I said completely out of my comfort zone.

Probably was a good job I was at the concert because I think I would have thrown a right fit.

So Thursday was the day I had to do it, Master works from home on Fridays so I didn’t want to do it then. What do I pick, what do I wear ? I decided first that I would wear my school uniform, but what song goes with it ? I thought about doing Shania Twain, I feel like a woman, but I really wanted to dress up properly. I asked my best mate, she has a fantastic memory for when we were in school. And she suggested a few songs, so I put YouTube on the TV, firstly I was quite impressed I could actually do that and listened to each song before finally choosing one.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0aqLwHP4y6Q&start_radio=1&list=RD0aqLwHP4y6Q

Hey Mickey by Toni Basil.

In the video she’s actually wearing a cheerleaders outfit but I thought the school uniform would do.

I got my selfie stick, set it up, the video ready on YouTube then I sat on the bed to do my makeup and hair. I put my hair in 2 untidy pigtails, put blue eyeshadow on, a lot of it, so it could be seen, putting heavy blusher on, again so it could be seen, bright red lipstick then that was all done. I’ve put a little weight on since I bought the white shirt so it was a bit tight, fastened my tie, put white pantie shorts on, white socks rolled to my ankles then pulled up my rather short skirt. But I must admit I did like what I looked like.

I went to turn the video on only to be told by my phone that it was full, due to me recording a lot of the Cliff concert for my Mother-In-Law. I was so mad, here I was all dressed up and ready and nothing to record it on. I do have a digital camera somewhere, but Master used it usually, but I couldn’t find it. Then I remembered Master had a spare phone downstairs so I wondered if that was working, I dashed downstairs to find the phone, saw it had the video thing so decided I would use it, No idea how to get it from that phone to mine but at least I would have done it.
Phone ready, I turned the song on and began singing, 1 minute 40 seconds in, I realised I did need the lyrics up. So I stopped the video, and put the lyrics on instead. Now the problem is, as you know I’m not a skinny girl, and I’m not fit, if you watch the original video, you will see the dance wasn’t exactly slow, so after dancing for nearly 2 minutes, I was quite knackered, then I had to start from the beginning. And for some reason, I thought I would dance on the bed, why, I’ve no clue. But it was not easy dancing on it. So I started again, singing along, dancing well lots of arm movement really, but I was going for it. 3 minutes in, I was completely knackered, but I continued. It lasted 4 minutes and 15 seconds. OMG, I was having a hot flush, my shirt was sticking to me as I stopped the video and fell on the bed. Took me ages to get my breath back enough to get up, take my school uniform off and wash the makeup off. Really I should have just had another shower. I really need to go to the Drs about going on HRT patches as these flushes are all the time now. But anyway I was quite proud that I did the video, I just hoped Master could send the video to my phone. But I think I did okay, Now all I had to do was see Daddy’s video and PiggyJ’s. I think I’m in for winning this task for once. But I won’t watch their videos until Saturday.

Last Saturday we were going to theirs, Daddy was working until 4pm, I must admit I was a bit gutted but it was also nice chance for Master, PiggyJ and me to have some fun times before he comes home. Five minutes later Daddy messaged to say he was finishing at 3pm instead. Both Daddy and PiggyJ intended on getting drunk, and wanted me drunk too. Both of them said they get very naughty when they are drunk, I think I just go even more tired, it’s been ages since I was drunk, I think.

We left half an hour earlier than planned as we needed to go shopping, Daddy wanted some beer, PiggyJ wanted another bottle of wine, Master wanted a few ciders to mix with lemonade as he was driving, I wanted 2 bottles of wine and some nibbles. So I went and got everything and we headed to Bolton. We let ourselves in and met PiggyJ naked in the living room and I quickly undressed, putting all my clothes tidily away. She put the wine, beer and cider in the fridge but then asked me if I wanted a wine now. “Oh yes, why not.” I said. PiggyJ came back in with my sippy cup full, a large glass of wine for her and Master’s cider shandy. We talked about this and that, filling up the wine before Daddy was home. By the time he did come home, and filled us up again, that was a bottle each gone. And we were rather tipsy. Daddy downed 2 cans of beer within 20 minutes of being home to catch up. It does not take long for him to become a really, funny, silly drunk. At one point I swore, can’t even remember what it was about but suddenly Daddy told me to go and stand in the corner. I was gobsmacked coz he’s never done it before. Then Master said, “If she was going in the corner then it was only fair that she did it like PiggyJ did a while ago. Holding a coin on the door with your nose.” I threw a dirty look at Master whilst Daddy said,”That’s a good idea,” he went to find a coin. Coming back his hands in fists he asked “Left or right?” I pointed to the left hand, it held a 5p coin, handing it to me, he said,”If you picked the other hand, it wudda been a smaller coin. A 1p coin. Go on.” Throwing Daddy my best bratty look I walked to the door, just about to put the coin on the door when Master said “It needs timing.” Then Daddy looked around to find a timer. So being the brat I am, I put one elbow on the door, the other hand on my hip sticking it out as far as possible, with a look on my face that just said, “In your own time Daddy.” PiggyJ started laughing when she saw me, then Master said “Why don’t I put the timer on my phone ?” “Oh good idea Master,” Daddy said coming back in, stopping quickly when he saw me. “Erm what you doing ?” He asked, “Waiting for you.” I told him. “Well I’m here now so door, nose, coin now!” My evil look went past as I put the coin on the door then reached over to put my nose on the coin. I can tell you, this is not easy when you are a BBW. But I started, then began drumming my nails on the door, “What’s with the drumming of your nails ?” Master asked, “To keep me occupied,” I said. Daddy didn’t say stop so I continued. Then closed my eyes, mainly concentrating on not dropping the coin as I felt my nose becoming sweaty. Daddy came over to try to distract me, but I kept my eyes tightly closed, ignoring everything he tried to do. Quickly the 5 minutes was done so I moved away, picking the coin up as it dropped on the floor.

I sat next to PiggyJ then as Daddy sat next to me, Daddy asked Master who won the challenge. Master said, “Well there was one complete loser, who put little effort into it, singing 2 lines of a made upstairs song about singing a song, naked. And we all know that was Manho, (Daddy) so it’s between Serf and PiggyJ. But I do think there was a clear winner of this challenge, just by the look of sheer pain on her face that said, when will this song finish, it has to be Serf.

I must admit I was made up I won, I did put a bit of effort into it. Not that PiggyJ and Daddy didn’t put effort into theirs, they did, I was exhausted after doing it. But I felt guilty as I knew there was one other person who would have loved a trip out with Master and that was PiggyJ. So the next day I asked Master that even though I really was pleased I won and that I got to go to the cinema with him, could I pass over my prize to another sub. As I knew someone who would love it, but Master said No, I put the effort into the video so I deserve the prize.

I felt guilty for PiggyJ, but I couldn’t do anything about it.

So we continued to drink and natter when Daddy asked Master if he would like a foot massage. Now the funny thing with Daddy getting drunk is he comes out with some things, he would never ever say if he was sober. He said, “You go and get the massage oil J, I’ve been in work all day. Go on, do as you’re told.” PiggyJ’s response was, “I beg your pardon, go and get it yourself.” I think he realised he stepped over the line with her as he got up quickly and went to get it.  He came back sat on the floor in front of Master and took his socks off. PiggyJ had already taken his shoes off. Daddy pushed his jeans up as far as they would go, which was’t far as they were skinny jeans, then started massaging his foot.

Next thing I know, Daddy says, “ It’s hard doing it without a stool, Little Minxs come here and be Daddy’s stool.” I was quite happy sat with PiggyJ, my hand on her thigh, her hand on my hand, as we kinda rubbed fingers together, our closeness really becoming apparent, well no, we became very firm friends/sisters very quickly, I suppose I mean I was feeling more and more comfortable holding hands, kissing, there’s been no boob fondling or pussy touching yet, but each time we are together the closeness is growing and it’s only a matter of time before more happens. Anyway, I stayed being a stool for a while, as Daddy massaged Master’s feet, his hand would occasionally slip down to my bottom and slip between my legs, though on one occasion PiggyJ slapped his hand away, saying “She’s there to be a stool, not to be played with.” So he stopped, every now and then, I had to ask Master to move his foot to another area, then PiggyJ started to massage his other foot. Not sure how long this continued for but it felt like a while. Wudda been lovely if I was being played with too.

Anyway after a while my stool was no longer needed so I sat next to PiggyJ again, we chatted about anything then Daddy came in with another beer, and suddenly began swearing loads, dropping the F bomb 3 or 4 times in one sentence. I told him off, saying how am I supposed to stop swearing when you do it so much. “I agree Little Minxs, I’m sorry,” then he bent over in front of me and wiggled his ass for me to smack him. I put my hands up, “Sorry, not my thing, I can’t hit you or anybody,” I exclaimed, “Oh PiggyJ will do it,” Daddy said then moved along. Bent over in front of her, she raised her hand and full force slapped his cheek. He howled rubbing the area, it was such a hard slap, you could clearly see each finger, even each joint on the fingers, crimson around the outside and pale in the middle, she was very proud of this smack. Must admit so would I. I think Daddy swore again which was why Master said, “Oh this needs to stop, it’s not fair if Serf gets corner time for swearing when you, her Daddy continue dropping the F bomb. 5 minutes holding the coin with your nose now please.” Daddy did as he was instructed but because he was drunk he kept dropping the coin, meaning the timer restarted. By the time he actually got started properly, he probably had 5 minutes, but the timer began. Master grabbed the Jokari paddle that was already out, went over and swatted him very hard on one cheek with that nasty paddle. Daddy screamed out loud, as he danced about, so his coin dropped on the floor and the timer started from 0 again. Master repeated it again, even harder, once, twice all around the same area. As he screeched and grabbed his cheek, trying not to swear, then he was told to do his corner time again. As Master restarted the timer again. Daddy took a minute to get into position.

It was quite interesting seeing the Jokari being used on someone else. The skin went deathly pale at first then a deep crimson circled the white middle. As Master hit him 3 times, he was left with 3 quite big white circles the outside was then crimson, turning to purple, deep bruising all around them. It was also good for Daddy to experience the Jokari, he didn’t like it at all, now he can understand why I wriggle and fight so much when he uses it. Afterwards he did agree, he said that thing was the worst thing he’s ever experienced. Master then told him again to get into position and reset the clock, as Daddy thought it couldn’t get much worse, Master said, “Now we’ve got this outstanding punishment for Manho, ( Daddy’s nickname from Master,) 25 with the Jokari. I mean Manho, when I said I wanted us all to have a nice fun spanking, then I wanted to stick my cock in all your asses, why would you think this would include me getting a spanking of any kind ? At no point did I say I would ever be spanked, I am the Dom to all of you, I get to enjoy giving my subs a play spanking.” Daddy began apologising but Master quickly fired off 25 swats with the Jokari, they were not that hard, not as bad as the three in the beginning, but Daddy’s cheeks pinked up nicely. He was then told to do his 5 minutes cornertime. Master was enjoying winding him up as he kept forgetting to turn the timer on, or reset it before the alarm went off so in the end he must have been there nearly 15 minutes.

Finally it was done so we began to discuss what we were having for dinner. The options were Domino’s Pizza, a Chinese but that would mean Master would have to take Daddy to get money out first, or walk across the road for Kebab’s. After a very long discussion we decided on a kebab. I wrote down what everyone wanted, Daddy and I got dressed and walked over to the chippy. We met a lady Daddy called her Sue, we were having a laugh saying apparently she wanted to play with him, but he never did it. She wanted to be wife No2 but she’s missed the chance now as I’m his wife No2 and he’s not allowed to play with anyone else. Not sure if any of this was true or not, but she was laughing with us. After we had rather a drunkard chat with this poor lady, she told us we would have to come back in 20 minutes, so we popped to the shop next door to get Daddy more beer then went back home. I think Master and PiggyJ must have enjoyed a cheeky little play as Master had no jeans on now. I hope they weren’t waiting for us to go before playing. If Master wanted a blowjob when we first arrived I wonder if they would just do it in the living room, next to me and Daddy, and how we would feel.  I don’t think I’d be bothered, I’ve seen her do it before, maybe it’s just a sign that I’m ready to do more. I really wanna do more group fun and the intention today was for Master to give us all a group fun spanking, then he wanted to “fudge” our asses. Something Daddy was a bit unsure of, as he wasn’t keen on the idea of Master’s dick up his arse. But we all got a bit drunk instead, chatted more until it was time to go back for dinner.

Back at the chippy the poor lady had to put up with our silly drunkenness until everything was ready then we left. Home to eat dinner which was very nice then we put a film on. Well they picked Beverly Hill Cop, the original, it was rubbish so I snuggled into Daddy and fell asleep. I think he had to wake me up twice so he could move coz I was so hot and he needed to cool down.

When the film finished, Master and PiggyJ went to bed, Daddy woke me up asking if I wanted to play. Well apparently I jumped right up, awake saying yes please. I think it’s fair to say Daddy rocked my world. We had lots of fun I can’t say more than that. Lots of bottom playing, with dildos and hand, plus dildos up my pussy making me feel stretched to capacity, especially when he filled both at the same time. I didn’t think I could stretch anymore.

But Daddy had listened to me and PiggyJ, about dominating me during sex. He began telling me not to cum until he said, holding it for a long time, making me ask if I could cum then letting go, releasing my orgasm felt much more intense. I loved letting him take control of me during sex as well as in my life.

Though apparently I had a mishap with my teeth on his dick. Whilst giving him a bj I scratched him with my teeth but I didn’t find out until the next day when Daddy saw it. So I’m gonna have to be careful as I also cut Master’s dick the following Friday. But this was a bad one, he bled a lot, I know he had an erection so there was more blood in his dick, I had to hold his dick with a baby wipe over the cut, holding it tightly until it stopped bleeding. Master didn’t want a blowjob then but asked for a handjob. I was worried about his dick, luckily he wasn’t angry with me, he knows it was only an accident, he said I was going much harder with my teeth today, like an animal attacking her meat.

Well it has been a long time since I played with Master, either having sex or playing. G being Master hasn’t been around much, stress from his job, me having a very long spell with my back pain, meant there’s been nothing happening.

So when he asked for a bj, I was really happy to oblige. But I wasn’t prepared for the ending.

I broke both my Doms cocks !!!!!

Luckily they both still work, but I will watch my teeth and not get too excited whilst having them in my mouth in the future.
I do struggle with Master’s PA being so big now, so I tend to take it out, or put a smaller one in just for the bj, I love feeling the big PA’s inside me, just not in my mouth.

Anyway Daddy’s dick is fixed now, Master says his feels okay, it stings a bit when he’s having a wee but it doesn’t hurt. It looks like I caught his foreskin right at the base on his head. Kinda where the central seam is running down his head to the foreskin, So it looks like a flappy bit of skin at the moment. Master says it will heal itself so he wasn’t concerned with it.

Though today he said he was thinking about what consequence to give me.

I said, it was an accident, you can’t give me a consequence. So I will have to wait and see what happens.

 

Friday, Daddy got banned from sexy fun for 6 weeks too.

Friday’s blog.

Daddy’s now on a 6 week any sexy play ban.

 

When Daddy set my 6 week spanking ban, he never thought he would have to ask and check with Master that this was okay and would Master reinforce the ban too. I must admit I hadn’t given it a thought either.

Now I fully understand that first and foremost I belong to Master, and if there was to be a ban to be made then Master should be told the reason why, then asked if it was okay if Master reinforced the ban at home.

But it’s easy to think of this after the fact.

I didn’t and neither did Daddy.

So yesterday when Master came home from work, I could tell he was in the mood for some fun. His hands were wandering and he snuggled my neck. He was sat on his seat, trying to find space for all the remote controls, and he was dropping everything.

He always sits by the windowsill, has the bigger table in the room and has his foot stool to put stuff on.

Then he was trying to find space for some sweets he wanted to open.

I said, “Hang on a minute, before you drop your sweets, let’s decide what’s happening to the sweets that are already open. Are you eating the rest of these Bertie Bassetts ?    No. What about these 2 half packs of Haribo ? Don’t like the ones with the white on it. Okay, I will eat them, the Bassetts can go in the bin then. What about the rest of this stick of rock ?      No don’t like that flavour. Okay, Well let’s make things a bit better and throw the rubbish out, put these sweets in a container then look….. It’s tidier.” Apparently I was being very sarcastic and I needed to remember my place, as Master grabbed the hairbrush, going to grab me, I put my hands up, saying I was on a no spanking ban. “Not with me you’re not, no one asked me,” Master told me, as he threw me over his knee, grabbed my dress and held me down with one hand, the other hand spanking me 8-10 times, all the time lecturing me on how to speak to him. Finally I apologised the correct way so he let my squirming body go.

I went back to my chair messaging Daddy, telling him to message Master as he doesn’t think it includes him in the spanking ban.

A few minutes later Daddy messaged me, saying, I’ve been put on a sexy playing ban until 1st December. Master said because I hadn’t asked for him to be included in the spanking ban first, he has put me on a sexy play ban with you, PiggyJ and himself but has kindly honoured my request not to spank you until 1st December but I’m not allowed to play with anyone until 1st December.

No play, plus no spankings until December 1st, This was Daddy’s fault now we’ve no play. That was my bratty side thinking this. But Daddy said “Well you can play with Master and PiggyJ, I will be just sat in the corner watching.”

“Well it’s over with now, we can’t turn the clock back,” I said. “It’s just gonna be a long 6 weeks.” Daddy said, “Yeah it will, but PiggyJ is mad about it too coz it’s a punishment for her too as I can’t play with her.”
Oh “Fudge cake” I thought, Daddy has 2 weekends off in November, and we are going to see Daddy and PiggyJ for both those weekends. Damn and Blast It.

 

Feeling still depressed at these bans, I said my goodnight message to Daddy. Deciding to pull on his heartstrings because I was basically blaming him for what happened, I mean if he hadn’t done the spanking ban, we now wouldn’t have the playing ban too. Obviously it had nothing to do with me rolling my eyes and swearing. I’ve decided to share what I said.

We are going to have a pretty boring 6 weeks between the 2 of us really, lessons will be learnt, I suppose as Master would say,      Maybe we could do a jigsaw, play frustration, Connect 4, I’m good at Connect 4, bet you’re not. Good excuse for you to mark my maths homework too, you can go through all my maths instead of just marking them. But Saturday and Sunday with no play, no spanking,     we could do some baking, I can help Daddy make me a cheesecake, apparently I’ve still gotta wear my waitress outfit, so I suppose I can still serve you, get drinks or food for you though nothing sexual or spankie, I knew this 6 week spanking ban wouldn’t go down well. Shocking, it’s just shocking. Anyway, I’m going to bed, least I can read my book bout spanking, watch the videos and just wishful thinking.      Anyway, yeah we can just play some of C’s games, in me waitress outfit, serving you drinks. Wonder if I’m allowed to give you a massage or does that come under sexy fun, I will ask Master, Anyway, I’m gonna watch SpankingTube instead. It’s gonna be a long 6 weeks though. See of you hadn’t done this 6 week spanking bam, none of this wudda happened, so I’m blaming you, it’s got nothing to do with me.So I’m going to bed before I say something I shouldn’t do, coz I’m sulking now.

Daddy thought my message was hilarious, playing it to PiggyJ, “She’s pulling on your heartstrings again, making you feel guilty for punishing her.” PiggyJ told him. “Oh I know exactly what she’s doing.” Daddy told her.

I earned myself another set of lines !!!!!

And massaging comes under sexy fun, so no massages, Master told me.

The following morning Daddy decided to get his own back from my night night video, making out he was really upset bout the message I left, he felt very guilty about what happened and was very very sorry. I replied that he shouldn’t feel guilty, it is what it is and lessons have been learnt. I was only pulling on your heartstrings.

Daddy video called me then, laughing, telling me he just got his own back.

Mmmmmm I will try harder next time I said. Oh no you won’t little girl, I’m fully aware of what you try and do, I can promise you, it won’t happen again.” He told me.

So my punishment got changed, I still have to do extra lines for forgetting to send my lines yesterday, but now I have to write them backwards for pulling on Daddy’s heartstrings.

Master set his punishment for not sending his lines, write his lines in reverse tomorrow.

So in the morning, I’m going to have to really concentrate writing my lines, so I do them properly.

 

Saturday.

So far this morning I have written Masters reverse order lines, done my maths and I’ve nearly completed the first set of Daddy’s lines, but needed a break coz my eyes were going funny so I decided to finish this blog, though it hasn’t helped my eyes from blurring, but I will continue in a bit. I want to do them properly.

Slip up with mouth and eyes.

Slip up with mouth and eyes.

 

At lunchtime today, I was video chatting with Daddy when he said something, can’t even remember what it was but I came out with b****y hell, Daddy asked what I said and I rolled my eyes, exasperated that he heard me swear then saw me roll my eyes.

I got lectured on behaving and then when he told me to apologise, ( Something I do struggle with when I’ve just been told off, my pig headed stubbornness won’t let me apologise properly coz I was now in a mood ) I said, “Sorry the word just slipped out and my eyes just rolled.”

He was not happy with my response so I was told to get a 5 pence coin, and stand against the wall holding the coin with my nose. Miss Bratty came out, are you serious ? Really ? The words slipped out. You know the sorta thing you say. Suddenly Daddy asked if it was cold outside. I paused my rant, confused by his question. Blurted out, of course it’s cold outside. Ready to begin complaining again, when he told me to go outside to do it. NOW.  “What, do my time-out outside ? Can I wear a coat ?” I asked. “Nope go and do it now, and bring your phone so I can watch you do it.” Daddy told me. “Find a coin and go.”
I pulled my purse out of my bag, looking for 5p but didn’t have one. “I’ve 20p.” I told him. “That will do, now outside.” he said.
I was not happy, so not happy as I went to the side of the house, I propped my phone on the windowsill, put the coin on the wall, stuck my nose on it then just waited. I dropped it a few times but the worst was after 4 minutes. And I had to start over again. Frustrating the hell outta me, I started again, when Daddy started singing at the top of his voice. OH MY LORD gag me now before I say something I will regret. As he continued to sing, asking me silly questions, I blurted out for him to shut up. Biting my tongue afterwards, “Do you want to earn extra time ?” Daddy asked. I said no as calmly as I could. So I just closed my eyes and waited until time was up.

Finally Daddy told me it was time, I got the coin ready to go inside when he told me to look at him. Here we go, I thought, more lecturing.

“I love you, I just want the best for you. Now go inside, make yourself a coffee and warm up.” I looked at him, “Is that an order ?” I asked, yes I know brattily. “Yes in fact, make one for Master too.” I paused, taking a deep breath I grabbed his mug and mine then made the coffee. “Do I have to take it up to him ?” I asked, “Yes he can’t drink it without having it.” I carried the cup, whilst staying on the phone. Knocked on the door, asked if I could come in and handed him the cup, “How about a nice, here’s your coffee Master or something nice.” He asked, I pulled a face then he said, “Did you just roll your eyes at me ?” I protested, saying I did not roll my eyes, I pulled a face yes, but I did not roll my eyes. I said, “I’ve just been outside for 10 minutes.” “What, why?”

he asked, “I swore and rolled my eyes at Daddy,” I told him.

“Well in that case you can go outside again, take the phone with you so Daddy can time you.” Seeing no point in arguing, I just went downstairs and walked outside. “Take your coffee,” Daddy told me, so I went back for it, putting my phone on a different windowsill I talked to Daddy outside, drinking my coffee.

Luckily it made the 10 minutes go quicker as we talked about Christmas presents, and the next time we meet up, what did we want to do.

Whilst I was doing my second timeout outside, I realised I hadn’t sent pictures of my lines and maths today, and I discovered this morning I hadn’t taken them yesterday. Oh fudge, I was gonna be in trouble for that now. So as soon as I went in, I took yesterday’s lines and maths and today’s. Telling them that I forgot to send them.

Daddy video called again, asking if I forgot on purpose or did I really forget. I said I really forgot. “Okay well I’m going to have a think and maybe discuss this with Master what your punishment should be. You’ve had such a rough week.”

When I looked at my phone again I had a message from Master. Write your lines in reverse order.

I was a bit confused with what he meant, but basically instead of starting from the left of the page, I will start on the right.

A bit later I got a message from Daddy, after discussing it with Master you will do an extra 50 lines, so double, written backwards.

I think I’ve got it, I will have to do these when I’m very awake I think.

 

Alternative words to cursing.

Alternative words to cursing.

 

As I’ve decided I’m not going to curse when I write my blogs, I’ve chosen the words and decided I will share them with you, so you can understand what I’m talking about. This also means I will remember what I should say each time.

It’s not going to be easy, I’m sure I will slip up occasionally but I will try my hardest to make Daddy proud over this rule as he knows I’m struggling with them. Hopefully this way will help me verbally too.

So here goes, notice all the words are sweetie related.

Daddy sorry for swearing on here, I promise it will be the last time.

 

Fucking hell.              Fudge cake.

Bloody hell.                Bubble gum.

Shit.                            Sherbert.

Crap.                          Crunchie.

Tits.                             Popsicles.

Arse.                           Oreo.

Bugge/bugger off.     Boiled sweets.

God.                            Choccie.

Sod/sod off.                Jelly beans.

Pissed/pissed off.      Cola bottle.

Cock / Dick.                Starbar.

If I think of more words I will add them to the list. But I really hope this works

Cursing in blogs.

Cursing in blogs.

I’ve come to the conclusion to make it easier for me not to curse, is that I will not curse whilst writing my blogs, even though Daddy said it’s okay when doing writing.

It feels wrong to curse in them, plus it encourages me to curse openly too much and too easily. I will in my novels because that is different, but when I’m blogging about our lifestyle, I’m not going to swear in them, as I don’t swear for real during the day, or I try not to swear during the day, I should day.

I will try to use words that you will understand, if I don’t please let me know then I will try other words until both you, my readers, and myself can still enjoy my blogs.