My sentence.

My sentence.

Miss Adira video called just before 4pm yesterday. We had a quick chat, then she asked if I wanted to know my consequence first or do my spelling. I chose my spellings and was very pleased to get 10/10.

We chatted some more, about general stuff and it felt like Miss Adira was holding onto the suspense for as long as possible. Until I eventually asked what it was.

Then the evil chuckle began, I knew she had thought of something tricky. She said this idea just popped into her head last night, get your notebook ready, I want you to write something down. I waited til she spoke. The first line;

I will not be a brat..   the second line;

I will heed Miss Adira’s warnings.

Then she told to write all the letters of the alphabet going downwards. Showing me what she meant.

A  E I  M Q U  Y

B  F J  N R V  Z

C  G K  O S W

D  H L  P T X

Then she told me to write blue next to the top line, Black on second row, Red next, finally Purple on the last row.

A  E I  M Q U  Y ……BLUE

B  F J  N R V  Z ……BLACK

C  G K  O S W ……..RED

D  H L  P T X ……….PURPLE

So when you write your lines, I want each letter that particular colour. I want 2 pages, no 1 page, 2 sides, every other day for a week. Starting Monday, then Wednesday, Friday and Sunday. I think by the time you’ve finished this, it will have sunk into your brain, not to be bratty with me because you will not get away with it. I huffed, puffed an tutted as I wrote it down, growling at her as she chuckled evilly, a smirk on her face.

We chatted for a bit longer then she had to go back to work.

Later that day I spoke with Daddy about me swearing at Miss Adira. He said right I’ve decided what your consequence will be. I want 10 reasons why you should not use naughty language to my Mistress and 10 reasons why you should not be disrespectful and naughty for your Daddy. These all have to be different reasons. I’ve already been warned that if I continue my knarky brattiness, it will be 20 reasons. This has to be done by Saturday.

Must admit this is a tough one not to repeat the same thing. 

Waiting for my sentence.

Awaiting my sentence.

So last night, well yesterday afternoon too, my mouth got the better of me, I was tired and as usual when I’m tired I get narky, I get bratty and I don’t have a stop button until it’s too late. Plus I don’t tend to get like this to Master or Miss Adira, mainly because I know they will not stand for it. And Master is home with his drawer of toys so by the end of the evening, I’d be in bed early, crying, with a very sore backside. But I would never be this way when I was with them, for the same reason. I feel safe acting out on WhatsApp, silly I know.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a sore bottom, from a fun spanking not from a punishment.

But as life gets in the way, I’ve not had a maintenance spanking in quite some time. The decision made was that Daddy and Miss Adira would join together and give me one on every visit unless they are alone. Then that person does it. But the intention was to ensure I get one every visit. Apparently I’m told, my behaviour becomes much worse without it.

Anyway my usual non sleeping got me really stroppy. But also the bedtime rules get on my nerves a lot. 

So originally, I was to have a snooze, IF I feel tired. Without the snooze, I was to have an early bedtime. 8pm instead of 9pm. Now I know what I’m like, I know I will fight going for a snooze. Also fight the 8pm bedtime. Even though I know it’s for my best interests to have a snooze,  even though I know I should, I need it, I will feel better catching up on some sleep. Yet my head fights the fact why I have to be told to sleep. why can’t it be my choice. Of course I know the answer to this, this is what I chose, what I want and need.

Yet the brat in me wants to choose myself, not be told to go for a snooze like a child. Like the brat I was behaving like now.

Also, it was my decision to ask Miss Adira to amend these rules to ALWAYS have a snooze. Whether for sleep or just rest. It was my decision to say if I don’t have a snooze then I should have an early bedtime. Only Friday and Saturday night didn’t apply, though it was still normal bedtime. Any later in the night and I’m a bad tempered, bratty, cheeky girl.

So back to yesterday…………….

Firstly I was chatting with Daddy on the WhatsApp live thing, having a lovely chat. I was knackered, even though I had a good sleep. He could tell I was, so suggested, not an order, just a suggestion, that I go for a snooze. Well I jumped down his throat, speaking very disrespectfully, rude and disgraceful. Daddy’s face went cold, choosing to end the conversation, knowing if he didn’t then this would become a whole lot worse.

I didn’t speak with Daddy for the rest of the day. I missed his call on the way home.

But I was still in a mood, though I was keeping it away from Master. Miss Adira became the next person to get the brunt of my mood.

It started with Miss Adira asking if all tasks were starting again as I’d been ill the week before.  I replied Yes M’am. Then she asked, Are we going back to no nap…..early bed. I asked if this was open to discussion. ( Even though we’ve had this discussion many times and it’s always stayed set. ) Miss Adira asked what I was proposing. I didn’t know. Why ? Because I was too tired to think about it. She replied, how can we discuss it if you have no proposition. 

I know what I wanted, I wanted this stupid rule scrapped, but I couldn’t say that to Miss Adira. Mainly because I knew I would flip out when she said no.

I was also too tired to do my tasks and I’d been out in the morning, so I was only starting all my homework at 3pm. I’d asked if I could pass on it then saying my head wasn’t working properly, not being honest and saying I was tired. Miss Adira agreed but told me in future I was to ask at the beginning of the day, if I was going to be busy and knew I’d be too tired to do them, not ask at the end of the day. 

Getting in a strop I told her, I didn’t know I would be. But I could do double homework the next day.

She asked again about discussing the bedtime, I said, coz I dont want early bedtimes, saying it just like a petulant child. Another moan from me. Miss Adira told me, tell you what, you do your own bedtime n if your grumpy or tired or anything due to you being tired……it will be dealt with how I see fit. 

That’s not bloody fair, I replied. First warning, watch your tone.

More complaining from me and Miss Adira not budging, I replied, keep to the bloody same then. The following conversation was mainly from Miss Adira,  confirming a snooze every day or early bedtime. And watch your tone.

More bratty conversations until…………

I am not appreciating your tone and language toward me……so my dear tomorrow I will deal with you….and just to put the cherry on your cake I will be forwarding your messages to your Daddy for the bloody comments…..which I do believe he will see as inappropriate language from his little.

My very cheeky reply was, Oh thank you bunches.

I told you to watch your tone. I told her I will shut up for the rest of the day then. Anyway it was safer, I wouldn’t  be digging myself into a much bigger hole. My goodnight video was very short and blunt.

But Miss Adira’s video, well that was very long and firmly said.. No more negotiations for bedtime, snooze every day, bedtime will depend on how my sleep was the night before and whether or not I’ve been bratty due to tiredness. I am to say how I slept in my morning video and at 5pm I am to send a message stating if I’d managed a snooze or not, then she will decide on my bedtime. I can strop, brat, moan about it all I want, but I will NOT win.

Miss Adira will think overnight what the consequence of my brattiness will be, there will be no negotiation on it. And it will be something that will be done on Saturday when we meet or an alternative that will be ” instantaneous “. As I still had consequences due, 1, to give Miss Adira a massage, 2, a punishment spanking was due and also 3, a weekend of me wearing my maids outfit, serving ALL my Doms/Domme for the entire weekend.

I went to bed feeling very guilty, but also very peeved still. I don’t know why I’ve such an issue with bedtime but anyway, I won’t be trying to negotiate again ( yet ), coz you know what I’m like, I will forget about this then do it all again.

Now I’m waiting on Miss Adira to video call, do my spelling test, then discuss my consequence. And hear from Daddy.

My mouth got me in trouble again.

As most of you know my sleep pattern is pretty poor, well it’s shocking actually, and when I’m close to being exhausted tired, I forget things, I get impatient and my potty mouth comes out, A LOT.

Since Monday we’ve had workman down our street, doing something to the main road, so lorries are coming, to turn around or park down our road. Workman park their own cars down the road and walk past all day long. Now you wonder what’s wrong with that.

The problem, my dogs are dogs who like their routine, who know it’s unusual to have lorries down our road, and these strange people going past in high visibility vests, wearing hard hats, so they sit on the settee and bark at all the noises, at everyone/thing going past. Even though the curtains have been closed all week. Add this to the pesky teenagers who are setting fireworks off all the time, ( could be rude, but that would involve using naughty words, so I’m best not to,) the fireworks really upset them, Dave goes out and barks all the time, Muffin stays inside and barks. They won’t go out for a wee at bedtime, and are like many thousands of other dogs, just very distressed.

Now this along with it being Halloween, well that made them even worse. Halloween never normally affects them, other than barking at the doorbell, but last night they barked even more, the only thing to settle them was me sitting on the floor, dogs either side of me.

So upset dogs, very tired Little Minxs, I swore a few times at them then at the fireworks. Luckily they don’t understand English. But because I had a potty mouth, I had to tell Daddy.

Consequence, write a chapter of the story about the naughty mouse in trouble for swearing again and do sketches for it by Saturday.

Today, having had roughly 3 hours sleep, I was going to Costco with my best mate who swears like the ex-Naval Steward that she was. At the petrol station, filling up, there was a bit of road rage going on, the F bomb blurted out of my mouth 5 times, plus a collection of other words, whilst my mate F bombed a lot more than me. Obviously I had to confess.

Once we arrived at Costco, my friend had a cigarette and I messaged Daddy. He already knew I was beyond exhausted today, replying saying the only time I get a potty mouth is when I’m tired, so as I’m so tired bedtime is set for 7.30pm, NO TV, NO TABLET. I can read until 8pm then it’s straight to sleep. Me being a bit of a brat asked if that meant in bed for 7.30pm or go up at 7.30pm. As my usual bedtime routine is go up 15 minutes earlier to do my “faffing” about so I’m in bed for the set time. Daddy replied saying “ It’s up to you, you will lose reading time if you go up at 7.30 though.” MMMMMmmmmm looks like I am going to bed at 7.15 then.

The benefit of this should be I actually get sleep before Muffin does her quiet woofing at 2am, to get me up !!!!!! But I hate being set early bedtimes and this one is ridiculously early. We’ve already had “the talk” about what I could have said, about the alternate words I picked out for each swear word which I could have used, all I could do was apologise as I knew Daddy was right, it’s not the dogs fault they were distressed, it’s not my fault that I was tired but it was my fault that my potty mouth came out. I’ve 14 minutes left before bed.

Daddy is getting stricter.

I’m really liking it now Daddy is becoming stricter, new things are getting added to the rules. Of course I will try my best to follow them, but when I’m in a mood, feeling bratty or just feeling cheeky these rules tend to be forgotten.

The other day on video chat, Daddy had disappeared off the screen, though he was still talking, I think it was about how his baby girl shouldn’t swear or misbehave. It was just general chat, so I said, “Oh, LaaDeDahDehDah, DehDah,

LaaDeDahDehDah, “ giggling. He quickly returned to the phone, “Oi don’t you LaaDeDah to me.”  

Mmmmmmmmmmm something Daddy doesn’t approve of, I can have fun with this, I thought to myself. Course he thought this was funny but also cheeky.

He has always said when I’m bratty he does find it funny, but as with Master, there’s a limit I can go to, it’s always fun to push further, as I can’t really push with Master.
If I was in a serious mood, sulking or having a tantrum, he would just send me to bed for an early night, or send me upstairs until I’ve stopped.

Yesterday we got onto the subject of eye rolling, and he said that was a definite No No, it’s disrespectful. I don’t quite agree with that, it’s cheeky yes, but disrespectful, I’m not sure about that. This morning I told him that if he really thought that strongly about it then it must go in the rules. Especially as he said, if I roll my eyes at him, I have to tell him, like I do with swearing and now the LaaDeDah thing.

Boy it’s hard being a good little girl every day.

Sometimes I think it’s funny when I know I’ve said something, sworn, yet he hasn’t noticed. As when he’s at home, him and PiggyJ swear all the time and also in their job, they swear with their colleagues. Though when he’s with me he doesn’t swear as much as I’ve explained how difficult it is when he’s swearing all the time. And that Daddy should show a good example to his little girl. But words just slip out of my mouth, like today.

Daddy video calls me, he said his colleague had just popped out to go to the shop for him.  Then I asked “Why aren’t you going to the shop yourself, you lazy bugger.” Then I stopped quickly, realising what I had just said. But Daddy never noticed, he just continued and said his mate was going for a drink so he was getting one for him too. We continued to chat then he had to go back to work. I messaged PiggyJ and asked her to ask him if all was ok, or had I got into trouble today, So at lunch time she did,  he hadn’t noticed until he video called me again PiggyJ came on and said “ What did I say, told you he wouldn’t notice.” Daddy was looking bewildered. So she said, “When you were chatting with littl’en before, did she say anything she shouldn’t ?” Both Daddy and PiggyJ call me littl’en, short for little one all the time. They call their son that too, and PiggyJ’s Dad calls her that, I think it must be a Bolton saying. Either way, I like it.  Anyway Daddy looked from me to her, still confused, so PiggyJ asked again. “No, not that I’m aware of, why has she…..have you been saying something you shouldn’t ?” He asked me, as I was giggling, so I explained, and he hadn’t noticed, I told him it was a slip of the tongue. He said, “I honestly didn’t notice, if it was the F bomb I wudda done.” I said “It was a pure accident, a slip of the tongue.” Then he never said anything else about it.

Yesterday I was in a mood from hell, having 3 hours sleep, I was in a mood with Daddy, Master and E. I admitted I swore like a sailor when a coat belonging to E slipped of the kitchen counter, taking with it a full, opened box of small screws. Well it was of course E’s fault, fancy putting his coat on top of the box of fucking screws, why can’t these men hang their fucking coats up ! Then it was Masters fault, why can’t he fucking put his tools away instead of months on the breakfast bar, and so on and so forth. Yes I swear loads when I’m very very tired. Daddy video called after I told him what happened, he said “You look exhausted, absolutely shattered. Right I want you to go to bed this afternoon, then punishment for all your swearing is bed at 8pm, no tv and I will tell Master so he knows as well.” “No tv, can I at least read my book ?” I asked.  Pouting but also aware he was right, he said he would think about it. But I mean it, straight to bed after our call. Unfortunately I couldn’t go to bed until nearly 3.30pm, coz my car are being returned after its service, so I had to wait for that but I did go to bed as soon as it came back, but only managed 30 minutes sleep if that. At 7.30pm, Master began telling me it was nearly bedtime so I guessed I still had to go up to bed at 7.45pm, Just before bedtime Daddy told me I could read until 8.30, but no faffing about. I did as I was told, and must admit I must have been tired coz it didn’t take long before I was asleep. Though woke up at 11.30pm, thinking it was 3.30am, but I was hungry so made a coffee, watched half hours tv then went to bed until 4am. So I had a good sleep, which it made me feel bright and breezy today but it didn’t.