Daddy’s story, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s story

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 5.

Rayanna lay on her tummy in her cot, she had cried so hard during that spanking she thought she couldn’t cry again, all her tears should be gone by now. Her bottom hurt so badly she couldn’t move,  yet her Pappa had told her she had to come for dinner when it was ready, and she would be sitting on her wooden stool. She thought back to the spanking her Pappa gave her, she never wanted that ever again.

As she bent over her Pappa’s knee, she felt herself shake, her tummy had butterflies, she felt sick and so nervous she thought she would pee. Blinking the tears away, she slowly reached her Pappa, he took her arm and pulled her over his knee. Pappa had very long legs for an adult mouse, and even though Rayanna was just into her teens, her arms dangled and her feet only just touched the ground. But it didn’t seem to matter as he put one leg onto a foot stool, his other leg stayed on the ground. Then he pushed her further over his knee.

Pappa glanced at her very sore bottom, her school skirt barely covering her. “Rayanna this is going to hurt a lot, you will need to accept your punishments like the big girl you tried to be, I hope with this lesson you will learn never to fight, curse or lie again.”

Rayanna remembered her Pappa spanking her with his paw for a while before he pulled her panties completely off. She tried to grab them, keeping them up, but she was slapped on her paw until she let go.

Then she remembered that awful paddle, it stung, bit her bottom, making it burn so badly. This was much worse than the cane, she thought. She cried, screamed and punched at the air to no avail, how was she going to cope with this again at bedtime, then again twice every day until Pappa thought she had learnt her lesson, she thought to herself afterwards. 

Rayanna cried so much her eyes hurt, snot and slobber was dripping from her face as she was over her Pappa’s knee and now once it was all over. But it wasn’t over yet, she had this timeout to do, then he was spanking her again. This break was just for her Pappa to rub cream into her bottom, giving her chance to calm down. “Stand up Rayanna, here’s a washcloth to clean your face.” She took the cloth, wiped her eyes, face then lastly her nose. She still whimpered as her father passed her the coin and pointed to the wall. Taking the coin she started to pull her skirt down when her Pappa stopped her. “Skirt up, in fact, no, just take it off, put it on the bed.” Rayanna winced as she pulled her skirt off, placed the coin on the wall, her Pappa watched as she put her nose to the coin, then put her paws on her head. “Just so you know, I have a camera pointed to that wall so I can watch when you have to do a timeout. That’s how I know so do not think you can trick me.” Pappa walked out then, leaving her trying not to cry so she didn’t drop the coin.

She remembered how for the first 10 minutes she dropped it so many times. Every time she sobbed she would drop it. But this time she made sure she reset the clock. In the end it took nearly an hour and a half to complete.

But just when she thought it couldn’t get worse, it did. Her Pappa heard the alarm go off and was quickly back in the bedroom, he walked over to her and gave her a hug. “Well done Rayanna, I watched how difficult it was at the beginning. Your punishment for now is nearly over. I want you to go and bend over the bed.” Tears welled up in Rayanna’s eyes, she didn’t think she could cope with much more. Suddenly she heard a sound that was a bit familiar but she wasn’t sure. Turned out it was her Pappa taking his belt off. “Rayanna, I can’t tell you how much you have disappointed me, I never thought we would hear such language coming out of your mouth. Mamma counted that you swore 16 times, 16 Rayanna. That’s disgraceful behaviour. Every morning I am going to use my belt on you 16 times, so you can go to school remembering why your bottom hurts so badly. Today you will get 20, every time I use this belt I expect you to count, 1, I’m sorry Pappa, I will not curse. 2, I’m sorry Pappa, I will not curse. Do you understand ?” Pappa had said, so so sternly. “Y……yes Pappa, I understand.” Rayanna said, the words stumbled out.

Then she remembered that first blistering whip, how she thought her skin was going to be ripped off, she wondered if her bottom could burn more if she burnt herself in a fire. Stupid, she knew but she couldn’t help wondering. 

Rayanna couldn’t remember much more of that belting, only at the end when it hurt so much to walk. Pappa gave her a huge hug and stayed with her until her sobbing had calmed down. Then he walked her to her cot, helped her lay on her tummy and gently rubbed some cold cream over her bottom and legs. “Ray, you’ve been a good girl, you stay here until Mamma calls you for dinner. Then you come back and get ready for bed. Do you have homework ?” Pappa asked. “Just some reading.” She had said. “Then you may read it after dinner in your cot then go to sleep. Remember tomorrow  you will get a spanking before school and before bed until I’ve decided you have learnt your lesson. Have a rest now sweetheart.” Then he left the room. 

As soon as he left, she had cried and cried herself to sleep. Mamma woke her up for dinner as she helped Rayanna get out of her cot,  then she walked with her daughter to the kitchen. Pappa was already seated and Rayanna noticed her stool was position at her Pappa’s side. She fought tears away as she carefully sat down, her Mamma helped her get into her nightdress before going for dinner. But just as Rayanna was about to sit down, Pappa told her to lift her nightdress, he wanted her bare bottomed on the stool. Rayanna felt her face flush, her siblings understood what she was going through, they had all been there at some point. As long as she didn’t move, it didn’t hurt too badly, she ate her dinner quietly until her Pappa dismissed her. Getting up was a different matter as her skin was stuck to the bare wood. Crying out a little and wincing, Rayanna slowly got up and went to her dorm. Getting her school book she lay on her cot, trying to focus on the words instead of the pain.

It didn’t take her long to finish the book, when her Mamma popped in. “Here’s some cream for you, you must rub some into your bottom and legs before and after your school day. It will help with the healing. I will leave it here.” she said, “Thank you Mamma.” Rayanna said quietly  then she kissed her daughter lightly on the top of her head and left. Rayanna cried herself to sleep again.

The following morning Rayanna ached everywhere, her body felt like she had been in a fight, but her bottom, oh Lordy, she thought of her school day, sitting all that time, how ? Will wearing panties help ? Then she remembered she wasn’t allowed to wear them and her spanking was due this morning. Tears fell from her eyes as she tried to get dressed, Mamma said she still had to dress in her school uniform even though she was suspended, so she carefully went to the kitchen to get her breakfast. Just as she started her porridge, Pappa said, “As soon as you have eaten go to your room, I will be waiting for you.” Rayanna just whispered “Yes Pappa.” dreading what was to come, her Mamna quickly warned her not to eat her food slower than normal. She was busy getting the school work out for today. Rayanna couldn’t go any slower, she had eaten then taken her bowl to the sink before slowly heading back to her dorm. Her Pappa was quickly behind her, “Quickly Rayanna, I have to go to work. Did you use the cream your Mamma gave you ?.” Oh no, she suddenly remembered it, guiltily she hung her head, shaking it. “I’m sorry Pappa, I forgot, I fell asleep very early.” Her Pappa was furious, lecturing her on why her Mamma lovingly made sure she had the cream to heal her bottom. “Did you use it this morning ?”, he asked. Again she shook her head. “Skirt up, I hope you have no panties on, face that wall with your hands on your head.” her Pappa ordered, then left the room.

Returning after a minute or two, he told her to take one step back then touch her ankles. “You do not move from this position.” His voice was scary, she had never heard him sound like this before. Suddenly she felt this cold stuff drip over her bottom, then her Pappa rubbed this cream (she presumed), all over her bottom and legs, he was not very gentle over her swollen sore skin. When he ordered her to spread her legs, she felt something go over her happy spot. When he ordered her to spread her cheeks, she felt her face blush crimson as again, she felt something go over her bottom hole. Then she was told to resume position.

“I wont tolerate disobedience Rayanna, you should know that by now, yet you didn’t bother to do what your Mamma told you to do. Something that will benefit you, help your skin heal. But no, you chose to ignore it. For this disobedience you will get 20 again. I want you to wear no panties every day you are suspended, I want your bare bottom on your stool as you do your school work.” Her Pappa said as he took his belt off.

As her Pappa was chastising her, she felt a warm tingling sensation in her bottom hole and happy spot. Well it wasn’t as much warm, it was actually getting hotter and more uncomfortable, the tingling was getting stronger. She had no idea what her Pappa had put on her but she knew one thing, Rayanna did NOT like it. She started fidgeting, trying to shake her butt to get whatever it was off her. “Stop moving and stay in position. Move your tail over your shoulder Rayanna. I should not have to tell you this again.” He ordered. “Pappa I can’t, something’s burning me, I need to wash myself.” Rayanna begged, grabbing her tail and just about to stand up, when a sudden swat went across her legs. Rayanna screamed out loud, and another swat followed by another. “This will continue until you get into position Rayanna.” Her Pappa said, swinging that belt over and over, covering her legs with thick welts, the tail end whipped around the front of her legs, the edge cutting into her thighs.

After 10 or more whips with the belt Rayanna got into position, she thought that meant 10 off her morning spanking but she was wrong  “Finally you choose to get into position, now you stay there for your punishment. Move and I will whip your legs again.” Pappa told her, it was very hard to get into position and stay there when you are stood up, bent over holding your ankles. The force of the belt made you move forward, but as long as she got back into position immediately Pappa didn’t mind. 

Rayanna was sobbing before the 20 swats started, she remembered the count she needed to say, as she screamed, wailed, begged him to stop, his swats seemed harder for the last 5, but the last one his belt wrapped around to her front, the tail end whipped her Happy Spot and she fell on her knees.

Struggling to breath as she cried so hard, everywhere hurt.

Her Pappa reached down, helping her up, he hugged her tightly, rubbing her back until she had calmed down. Kissing the top of her head. “Good girl Rayanna, it’s so much easier if you just stayed in position. I hope you are learning from this Ray.” Pappa said quietly. Making soothing noises, kissing her, hugging her until her sobs calmed. Rayanna clung to her Pappa, “I’m sorry Pappa, I really am.” She whispered between sobs. “I know Ray, now come, lie on the bed and I will rub some cream in. I want you to rub more in at lunchtime, dinner time and bedtime today. Do not forget, you don’t want such a bad whipping again tonight.” Her Pappa told her.”Pappa I don’t think I can take any more, please Pappa.” Rayanna willed her Pappa to say No more, but all he said was, “I will tell you when enough is enough young lady, not you. All you have to do is do as you are told. Now you may get up, clean yourself up and your Mamma will have your school work ready. I want to hear a good report of your Mamma today.” He ordered, his voice stern once more. Sobbing Rayanna stuttered, “Yes Pappa.”

She walked awkwardly to the bathroom and washed her face, drying her hands she decided to look at her bottom, so holding her skirt up, her tail was over her shoulders, she looked over her shoulder into the mirror. What she saw shocked her, her entire bottom, back and sides of her legs were swollen, a mass of welts, cuts and bruises. No wonder she could hardly walk, she thought as she carefully lowered her dress and  walked to the kitchen. Mamma had all her books out, the work ready in piles for the day. Her little wooden stool ready for her to sit down.

Somehow Rayanna sat down without wailing, tears fell but she cried quietly, now she was ready for her work. She just hoped she didn’t need to move again soon.

The morning went by surprisingly quickly, she chose to have no morning break, but her Mamma did make her a couple of hot chocolate drinks. “You’ve done very well Rayanna this morning. I’m proud of your work and dedication. I will be sure to tell Pappa how well you’ve worked. Now lunchtime, you may have an hours break and you may have your lunch in your den. I will bring something to you. Please go and put some cream on your bottom before you forget again.” Her Mamma told her, smiling at her little girl, she kissed her cheeks. “Now go, get that cream done first, please.” Rayanna gave her Mamma a hug and whispered, Love you Mamma, before kissing her cheek and walking back to her den.

The first thing Rayanna did was rub some cream into her red hot, welted skin. It was sooo sore and hard to touch but she had to do as she was told so she covered her skin then lay on her tummy waiting for the cream to sink in. She was still allowed her phone so she messaged Suquie, checking to see if she was okay. Miss Finch allowed her to take two weeks off, but doing school work at home a bit like Rayanna except she wasn’t suspended. Miss Finch wanted some time to investigate what exactly had been going on, speaking to teachers, pupils, even looking through the CCTV cameras. She wanted every bit of evidence before making her decision about the future of the other girls. This also meant that Suquie would make a decision about whether she was moving school or not. 

Rayanna felt sick at the thought of losing her best friend at school, she didn’t think her Pappa would let her move school, so she would just have to wait and see what happens.

Her Mamma brought her lunch on a tray, popping it on the table. “Mamma can I phone Suquie whilst I’m on my lunch break please ?” she asked. Her Mamma thought for a moment, “Okay, yes you may and thank you for asking. But I expect all your lunch eaten and you back in the kitchen doing your work at 1pm sharp.” She told her, “Thank you Mamma.” Rayanna smiled and hugged her, “Okay, go on have your lunch. And bring your lunch tray back with you please.” She said as she walked out and left her to call Suquie, she knew Rayanna had been desperately worried about her so she thought it was only fair that she spoke with her. She just hoped she had done the right thing and that Pappa wouldn’t be annoyed with her. She personally did not want a spanking at the moment as her bottom was also welted and terribly sore due to a caning she had been given that morning for being rude to him. She was on a fine line for a severe punishment, one more incident and that would be it. Both Rayanna and her Mamma had to be very good, neither wanted another visit over Pappas knee or bent over the bed. They were determined to show how good they could be.

Rayanna and Suquie chatted for the entire lunch break whilst Rayanna ate her lunch. Suquie felt terribly guilty about the punishment Rayanna had been given

But she told Suquie she would do it all again, if those girls bullied her again. Suquie said she would too, they missed each other terribly, Suquie desperately wanted give Rayanna a big hug. They were thankful that they had still got their phones, for now.

Daddy’s book, Rayanna the very naught mouse

Daddy’s book

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 4. Word count 3140

Rayanna’s Mamma was very kind to her when they got home, she ushered her straight to her dorm, ignoring her Pappa asking what had happened. Laying on her tummy, on the cot, her Mamma lifted her skirt and tail, slipped her panties off and went to get her a wet washcloth. Gently she cleaned the stripes across her thighs, sitspot and flanks, they looked nasty as deep purple welts began showing up, becoming more swollen. Carefully her Mamma rubbed cream in, Rayanna cried quietly into her pillow until finally she finished. Her Mamma crouched on the floor next to her daughter’s face and wiped her tears away. “I’m s….s….sorry Mamma. Really I am, I was just so angry with that girl, I’m so scared Suquie will hurt herself badly.” Rayanna spluttered. Her Mamma kissed her head gently, “Sweetheart this is a secret we cannot keep, Suquie’s parents need to know. This is too serious not to tell them….” Rayanna began protesting but her Mamma put a finger to her lips, “Ray, imagine if Suquie did something to herself, and her Mamma walking in and finding her, that’s a terrible thing for her to see. Imagine the guilt she would feel, and your guilt. We need to go to speak with her parents, let Miss Finch sort out the school bullying, we need to be there for Suquie and her family.” Mamma told her. “What if she moves school Mamma, could I leave with her ?” Rayanna asked. “We will discuss it, if it comes to that, okay. Now you need to sleep a while, you’re bottom is going to be very sore for quite some time. You also have your Pappa to face. Now sleep.” her Mamma stood up, gently lay a blanket over her then left the room.

Her Pappa was pacing back and forth in the kitchen waiting to hear what happened. Her Mamma told him to sit down, making them both a drink, she told him everything. His face went from furious to concern, back to anger again. He wanted to go and speak with his daughter now, but her Mamma stopped him. Telling him she needed rest, for once he agreed, shaking his head. “You know we should be proud of Ray for looking out for Suquie, but cursing at Miss Finch what has happened to our baby girl ?” he said. “She’s growing up  that’s what’s going on. Trying to act like the bigger kids. But I’m more worried about Suquie. I think we need to speak to her parents tomorrow. I want to phone them, ask them to come round.” Pappa nodded, so Mamma went to the phone and called Suquies parents. They arranged to come around at 10am the next day.

Rayanna slept and wept through the night, her Mamma brought her dinner, making sure she was okay, telling her Suquie and her parents were coming around tomorrow. Rayanna was really worried Suquie would be mad with her, breaking her promise not to tell anyone, but her Mamma assued her she would be okay.

The next morning Rayanna tried to sit up, crying out in pain just as her Pappa walked past her door. He knocked then opened the door, “You okay, Ray ? You hurting ?” He asked as he came to her, holding his hands out, Rayanna got up and hugged her Pappa. Whispering, “I’m sorry Pappa, I never meant to speak that way to Miss Finch, I can’t believe I swore at her.” Pappa laughed a little, “Girl you did more than just swear a little, you always do things over the top don’t you. Now you know I will punish you for this, you’re in serious trouble but this morning I want to focus on Suquie, you must tell the whole truth when they come around, no secrets, do you hear me ?” He told her, “Yes Pappa.” Rayanna whispered, “Good girl, now I will get your Mamma to check your bottom and bring you breakfast. We will talk later about this issue though.” She nodded as he left, wincing as she sat down.

Her Mamma brought her some breakfast, checking Rayanna’s bottom, she left it bare, saying let the air get to it for a while. “Eat your breakfast then get a shower, I will check it again, I think I will need to put some plasters over certain areas, then you can get dressed.” She told Rayanna, then left to get a tray ready with cups and tea and coffee pots.

Rayanna ate her breakfast greedily, she didn’t realise how hungry she was, sitting down was very hard, pain shot up her body, tears sprang to her eyes as she blinked them away. She was really nervous, hoping Suquie didn’t go mad with her for telling her secret. After breakfast she quickly had a shower, jumping and squeaking when water ran over her sore bottom. After her shower she lay flat on her tummy on her bed, letting the air dry her naturally, listening to music and messing on her IPad. Her Mamma had been in, to rub cream over her bum, so she just stayed naked for a while. The fresh air on her bottom actually felt really nice so she was happy staying as she was until she had to get dressed.

As her music was on so loud, she never heard the doorbell, never heard her Mamma shouting her, never heard Suquie open her door until she heard a gasp, and felt a paw on her leg. Rayanna jumped, taking her headphones off, seeing Suquie gaping at her backside. “Suquie, what the…..” Rayanna began to say.

“What…….what happened Ray, how……what did that to you ? Who……. Ray I’m so sorry. I never wanted to get you in trouble. Tell me what happened.” Suquie said, her voice quivered. Rayanna spent the next few minutes explaining what happened when her mum arrived at school. Suquie was shocked but also giggled at the thought of Rayanna swearing at Miss Finch, imagining how horrified she would be. But when Rayanna began telling her about the mouth soaping and the caning, Suquie was horrified. “Can I touch it ?” she asked. Rayanna nodded, she had no issues being naked in front of her best friend, they had both examined each other’s bodies.

Carefully Suquie ran a finger lightly over her welted skin, feeling its heat, feeling her best friend flinch at her touch. Rayanna explained how it felt during the caning, going into great detail. “Ray, I’m so sorry. I never meant you getting into trouble. I’m really sorry, and that bitch hasn’t got into trouble again. I can’t believe she’s not got suspended or expelled.” Suquie said, giving her best friend a hug. “I think Finch is gonna do some investigating now, she claimed she didn’t know about half the stuff that had happened. Sus, I told them about you cutting yourself, I’m so sorry, I was just so mad I blurted it out to Finch, about you talking about hurting yourself.” Rayanna told her, looking back at Suquie who was still examining her backside. She looked at Ray, “I know Ray, Finch phoned Mamma to go in and see her next week but your Mamma told mine when she phoned last night. They talked for a long time, but Mamma and Pappa didn’t say anything to me until this morning. They kept telling me not to be upset with you, that you were only doing what good friends do, looking out for me. I was angry at first Ray, but I know you’ve been worried sick about me, I know that. I’m sorry I’ve put you in an awkward position and getting you in trouble with Finch.” Suquie hugged her best friend before Rayanna pulled away, telling her she better get dressed before her parents come to get them. The girls chatted whilst Rayanna got some clothes on, wincing as her panties touched her bottom. Then they went into the living room, both sets of parents were sat there, cups of tea and coffee were on the table, cans of unopened Cola were out for the girls, as the parents stopped talking whilst the girls grabbed a can each and sat together on the settee. “Rayanna, I want to start by saying thank you for being such a good friend to Suquie. Protecting her against those bullies. We know how long this has been going on, though Miss Finch claims she didn’t know half of it. By the end of next week, she will know everything and we will be putting our foot down to get this stopped. Hopefully getting the girls expelled.” Suquie’s Pappa said. “Please don’t send me to another school Pappa, you know there are bullies in every school, I can’t leave Rayanna with them.” Suquie begged, the girls held hands on the settee, though Rayanna sat awkwardly. 

The parents and girls talked about everything that had been happening at school. Suquie’s Pappa wrote everything down, trying to remember dates when certain things happened. Luckily Suquie had written a lot down in her diary, names, dates, even times of each incident and what happened so her Pappa took that to look through.

“I know Rayanna is in a lot of trouble at school but I hope you can understand her actions. I know it’s nothing to do with us, how you discipline your children is your own business, but I wondered if you could think about the reason why this happened. If you….” Suquie’s Mamma said. “I understand what you are saying and I will consider why she did what she did, and the punishment will be what it is. It’s what happened between her and Miss Finch that I cannot ignore. Cursing, disrespecting Miss Finch I will not ignore. But I will consider what you said. Girls you may leave us now if you want. “ Rayanna’s Pappa said, his voice serious and very stern. “Thank you Pappa.” Rayanna said, she and Suquie ran back to her dorm. She could hear her Pappa telling Suquie’s parents what happened in the office.

Rayanna quickly closed the door, not wanting to hear them talking. She gasped when the door handle caught her bruised palms, making Suquie jump. “What’s wrong ?” She asked, going to look at her paws. Running her fingers over the welts that were showing, purple bruises were starting to show. “Did Finch do this ? With that cane ? Fucking hell Ray, that looks real sore.” Suquie said softly. Blowing gently on both palms to cool them down, she looked at her best friend and gave her a big hug. “Can I do anything to make it better ?” she asked. Rayanna sniffed a little, “Would you rub cream on my bum ?” she asked. “Course I will, this one ?” Rayanna nodded, she took her panties off and lay down on the cot. “Sitting down hurts so much Su, I know Pappa knew it would hurt when I had to sit down, least it wasn’t on the floor.” Suquie began rubbing cream in, very slowly, feeling and looking at every bruise, welt and mark. “ It’s so hot Ray, would you prefer a wet cold washcloth placing over your arse instead  ?” Her best friend asked. “ Oh that’s a great idea Su, do you mind ?” Rayanna asked. “ Of course not.” Suquie jumped up, went to the bathroom, found a washcloth and ran it under the cold tap for a long time. Squeezing the water out, she was left with a icy cold cloth which she took and carefully placed it over Rayanna’s bottom. Ray gasped when the cold cloth touched her burning skin, but after a second, it made it feel better. “Oh that’s nice Su. “ 

Rayanna turned her head to Suquie, “Can I tell you a secret, and I mean this does have to be between us ?”  She asked her friend. “ Yes of course Ray, you know that. “ Suquie told her. “Well you know like when I was being caned, I started to feel this like tingle, you know, down there. It was weird coz it hurt like hell yet it felt exciting too.” Rayanna said. “Do you mean down there, down there ?” Suquie asked. “Yeah, right there.” Rayanna pointed down towards her groin. The girls fell about laughing, they were growing up, their bodies changing,  turning them into grownup mice. They talked about boys and sex a lot, and they had looked closely at each others bodies, their developing breasts, even their pubic hair was examined. Both girls had chatted about playing with each other, just to see how it feels but they hadn’t done anything yet. They were waiting for a sleepover, then they intended to explore. But for now they chatted for a while about how Rayanna felt during her punishment.
Soon Suquie’s parents called for her, it was time for her to leave. Rayanna asked if she could stay for a bit longer but her Pappa said no. The girls hugged each other, saying bye as the parents gave each other a little kiss, hug and shook hands, then they all left.  As Rayanna started to walk towards her dorm, her Pappa told her to go and wait in her parents bedroom. She knew immediately that this will be when her Pappa speaks to her and probably punishes her about what happened. Her Mamma scurried away to tidy up then said she was going to the shops.

Her head hung low, Rayanna pouted then headed to her parents bedroom. She sat on the bed and waited. Now she felt very very nervous, knowing her Pappa was really cross with her. Her Pappa popped his head in the room, “ Go and stand by the wall Rayanna, paws on your head, here is a coin, I want you to hold that coin to the wall with your nose. You will stay there for 30 minutes, if you drop it, the time starts again.” He ordered, the strictness in his voice made Rayanna’s blood run cold. She took the coin, headed to a wall, her eyes filled with tears, then after a few go’s, she was set for standing there for a long long time. “ I want you to be very honest Rayanna, if you drop the coin you will reset the time back to 30 minutes. DO NOT LIE. Do you hear me ?” He ordered, “ Yes Pappa.” Then he walked out of the room.

A few minutes later, Rayanna began fidgeting, and she dropped the coin. Feeling sure her Pappa didn’t hear it drop to the floor, she picked it up and didn’t reset the timer. It was so boring spending 30 minutes facing the wall, Rayanna sung quietly to herself, her feet moving about, she ended up dropping the coin 4 more times, but she thought she was being clever by catching it with her body so it didn’t drop to the floor, incase her Pappa was nearby and heard the little clatter the coin would make when it hit the floor. Again she didn’t change the timer, how would her Pappa know ? He wasn’t in the room, so he won’t know. 

Finally the timer rang out loud, her Pappa entered the room again seeing his daughter facing the wall, he turned the timer off. “Come here Ray.” He ordered, his voice sounded loud and hard. Rayanna moved away, catching the coin and headed to where her Pappa indicated, “Did you manage to do the time out without dropping the coin ?” He asked. “Yes Pappa,” Rayanna said, looking at the floor. “Did you Rayanna ? I would be surprised if you didn’t stumble and drop it, even Mamma does at least once.” Pappa told her. “Did you drop it, tell me the truth.” Rayanna wasn’t prepared to tell her Pappa she dropped it loads, “No Pappa, I held it all the time.” She told him. “Rayanna we have always taught you to be honest, you know lying is wrong.” She started to say something but her Pappa held a finger up to stop her. “As I said you know lying is wrong, yet you lie to me now, right in front of me, are you not in enough trouble ? I saw you drop it 5 times. 5 Rayanna. Isn’t that correct ? Look at me now.” He ordered. Rayanna slowly lifted her head, and looked at her Pappa, he was furious, she had never seen his eyes look so angry. She began twiddling her fingers about and whispered, “Yes Pappa.”
He took a deep breath, shaking his head, what had happened to his little girl, suddenly she has changed so much, not doing as she’s told, cursing, fighting and now lying. This had to stop.

Her Pappa sat on the bed, “Come here.” He ordered. Rayanna slowly headed towards her Pappa, she suddenly felt very very nervous. “I’m very disappointed in you Rayanna, you know better than to lie. Look at me.” He ordered again. “You are grounded for 2 months, your birthday party is cancelled, Do not speak. “ He told her as she was about to complain and argue about it. “I am going to spank you now, then you will stand facing the wall, holding the coin for 1 hour. You drop it, you start again. Then you will go over my knee again. You will be spanked every day, before you start your schoolwork with Mamma and at bedtime, until I feel you have learnt your lesson. So this could be a week, a month or the entire 2 months. I do not care how sore your bottom is going to be, or that you might be going to school with a red, burning, bruised bottom. You will learn never to do this again. Now go into my bedside cabinet and hand me the clear looking paddle.” Rayanna walked over to it, opening the drawer she saw a whole collection of paddles and strange looking things. It was then when she spotted a cane resting against the cabinet, hidden by the bed, plus a black thing that look a bit scary. The clear looking one was on the top of them, it was surprisingly heavy as she picked it up, noticing there were holes in it. Handing it to her Pappa, he pointed to the other side of where he sat, She walked around him and stood by his side, her tummy was in knots and tears were fighting to flow down her face.

Pappa looked at her, “I hope this is the last time I need to punish you like this. I’ve never had to give you a spanking before, I promise you, it will be much worse than your Mamma’s. Now bend over.” 

Daddy’s story, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s story                                

Rayanna the very naughty mouse. Chapter 3.

After the scary time when the giants had grabbed Rayanna, she had been severely punished by Pappa mouse and grounded for a whole month. But Rayanna had been so scared, she knew she was wrong to go out to the grassland but it was so boring staying with her brothers and sisters all the time. The giants had much more fun than they did. She wanted adventures. She wanted to see what life was like past the grassland, Rayanna just wanted to explore.

Being grounded for a month was very long and all Rayanna was allowed to do was hang around with her brothers and sisters. They were all quite a bit older than her, and she heard a lot of naughty words that Mamma and Pappa don’t like them using. Her oldest brothers and sisters said the F bomb in every sentence, because they are the oldest, they get away with it as technically they were big mice now, not littles like Rayanna and her other siblings. But hearing them use those words so regularly for a month, Rayanna had found she had started to use the words too. But she knew she had to be careful never to let her parents hear her say it, only the other day one of her brothers told another brother to F off, Mamma heard him, dragging him into the kitchen by his ear, she squirted liquid soap straight into his mouth. He had to stand in the corner with it in his mouth for 15 minutes, only then was he allowed to spit it out but he wasn’t allowed to rinse his mouth. Rayanna’s sister had muttered s**t when Pappa heard her, she had a wet soapy bar of soap rubbed along her teeth, her tongue, her cheeks, then had an hours corner time sucking on the soap. Pappa took the soap out every 10 minutes to wet it again. By the end of the hour, her sister was crying, heaving, scrubbing her teeth with her brush over and over again. It seemed like a harsh punishment for something she hears a lot from the older members of the family, I mean if Rayanna hears it a lot from them, it’s no surprise she says it as well.

A few weeks later, Rayanna got into trouble at Squeak school, a girl was being mean to her best friend, poking her head, flicking her ears with a ruler, saying her ears were huge and trying to trip her up, grabbing at her tail, so Rayanna shoved her to the floor, calling her a F’ing mean bitch. Mr Theodore, her head of year teacher, happened to be walking behind them all just at the wrong time, so he had seen what had happened and marched them all to Miss Finch’s office, she’s the head teacher. Mr Theodore told her about Suquie being bullied by the other group of mice, but then told her about Rayanna’s attack back and verbal abuse.

Miss Finch does not tolerate bullying or foul language at all. We were all sent to wait outside her office as she phoned all our parents. They had to come in and see her so they could be told exactly what happened, then they were to take us home. Suquie was really upset by what had happened, she had actually done nothing wrong but was more upset Rayanna was in big trouble for protecting her. 

Suquie’s Mamma arrived first, she glanced at the 9 of us before going into Miss Finch’s office. After about 10 minutes, Suquie was called to go in, Rayanna didn’t know what was being said but soon she came out of the office with her Mamma behind her. As they walked past, her Mamma put a loving paw on Rayanna’s shoulder, Rayanna gave a small smile to her and watched as she glowered at the others before hugging her daughter as they left Squeak school. Suquie quickly blew a kiss to her friend, mouthing thank you and love you, Rayanna just smiled and mouthed a love you back. They didn’t need to say anymore. Suquie knew Rayanna was going to be in serious trouble with Miss Finch and her parents, all to protect her, she was a special friend.
One by one, the parents arrived and left a while later, with their mouse looking unhappy and guilty, Rayanna stared at them, looking defiant at each of them as they walked past. She knew she would do exactly the same again to protect her best friend. She’s been picked on all through school just because her ears were extraordinarily large but Rayanna looked after her friends and would never allow anyone to bully them. EVER.

Finally Rayanna saw her mother walk in, she quickly lost her defiant look on her face and looked guilty as she watched her Mamma walk straight past her, into Miss Finch’s office. Twenty minutes later Rayanna was called in. Her tummy was in knots,  as she walked in and stood by her Mamma, who looked furious but still would not look at her daughter. Miss Finch wanted to know exactly what happened then began lecturing her about why attacking and pushing the other girl was not acceptable behaviour. Finally she asked if Rayanna had anything to say, “Yes Miss Finch, I understand pushing her was wrong but that bitch has been bullying Suquie for years,” Her Mamma gasped when she heard her swear, and slapped her bottom really hard, then told her never to use curse words again. Rayanna felt her rage boiling up inside, why was she in trouble for protecting her friend. “Mamma, Miss Finch I am only telling you the truth, Miss Finch you know Suquie has had loads of times when that girl has bullied her, the teachers can’t follow her around making sure they don’t do it again. I am not gonna stand by and just watch it happen, I’m gonna protect her.” Rayanna said, her anger sounding in her voice. “Young lady change your tone right now, I know you think this is the best way to protect your friend, but you should just come and tell a teacher.” Miss Finch told her. “Oh what’s the fucking point in that,” Rayanna shouted at her, “That slag has hit her, pushed her, deliberately making her drop her books, bullied her for 3 years, and all she gets is a telling off. Whereas I protect her, I’m not gonna sit back whilst that bitch hurts her. It’s not fucking gonna happen. I don’t care what you say.”
Rayanna’s Mamma looked in shock at hearing her youngest little girl curse so badly, there was a strict no cursing rule and her Mamma or Pappa did not like it and repercussions were severe. Rayanna didn’t care what she said as Miss Finch began telling her to watch her tongue, but Rayanna was in full melt down, as every swear word under the sun came out of her mouth. Her Mamma just looked shocked.

Miss Finch stood up, slapped her hand down on the desk so hard it stopped Rayanna on the spot, but Rayanna’s nostrils flared, she was breathing hard, suddenly it dawned on her exactly what had just happened. “Get out of my office and face the wall outside by my door Rayanna right now.” Miss Finch shouted at her. She watched as Rayanna stamped outside, slammed the door and stood facing the wall.  

Thirty minutes later Miss Finch opened the door and told her to come in. Her Mamma sat to the side on Miss Finch’s desk now, Rayanna didn’t know why. “Rayanna I will not tolerate such outbursts, the cursing or being shouted at. You may think you did the right thing but this school has a No Bullying Policy, by anyone. What happens to the other girls is not your concern, what you need to be concerned about is what will happen to you. Quite frankly if the governor’s heard this outburst you would be expelled immediately. Now your mother and I have discussed this and we’ve come to an agreement. Rayanna you are suspended for one month. In that time you will be given school work, which your mother will ensure you do. Now I will come to the issue of your language just now. I do not accept such language towards me, this is a very serious issue. Your mother and I have agreed you should be punished separately for this.” Standing up, Miss Finch walked towards the door, going to a cupboard she got out a bowl and turned to Rayanna, “Go and fill this with warm water please Rayanna.” Confused Rayanna just did as she was told. Meanwhile Miss Finch got other things out of her cupboard. Rayanna paid no attention when she came in, giving the bowl to Miss Finch. 

Miss Finch handed Rayanna a bar of soap and told Rayanna to rub the soap in the water until it was nice and soft and soapy. Confused but frankly Rayanna just didn’t give a damn, she just did it moodily. That’s when things became real for her as she saw Miss Finch take out a cane from her cupboard. Rayanna had heard of her caning kids before but never knew if it was true or not. “Stand in front on the desk please Rayanna.” Miss Finch told her. “Do you want to stay ?” She asked her Mamma, who nodded, she was staying there.  Rayanna looked confused until Miss Finch began talking again. “Rayanna, I am very disappointed in your behaviour today, you’re lack of remorse, frankly your outburst and cursing is certainly not acceptable so you’ve had your consequence for fighting, now you will get your consequence for your behaviour in my office. Your mother and I have agreed, I am going to give you a mouth soaping then you will keep your bar of soap in your mouth whilst I cane your bare bottom 20 times ! Do you understand me ?” Miss Finch stood there, putting a disposable glove on her hand. Rayanna was in a state of shock, Did I hear right ? Rayanna thought, Did she just say she would give me a mouth soaping whatever that is, and a caning ? And her mother agreed ? She stared at her Mamma, until she walked over to her daughter and slapped Rayanna’s bottom hard. She gasped in shock, “Answer Miss Finch now Rayanna.” Her Mamma said before sitting down again. “What ? No, I don’t understand.” She spluttered. “Miss Finch make it 25 with the cane, Rayanna is being impertinent. I’ve just about had enough of her behaviour.”
“Very well. Take your panties off please.” Miss Finch told Rayanna. Tears flooded her eyes, she looked beggingly at her mother who just watched coldly as she slowly slipped her pink panties down and lifted them up off the floor, Miss Finch pointed to a chair so Rayanna dropped them on it, moving back in front of the desk. “Open your mouth wide,” Miss Finch ordered as she took out the slimy wet soap out of the bowl. She rubbed the soap along her teeth, top and bottom, front and back, “Tongue out,” as she rubbed the soap all over her tongue. Rayanna began gagging, her eyes watering from the intense smell and burning. Miss Finch wet the soap again, pushed it into Rayanna’s mouth and told her to hold it tightly. “If you drop the soap, I will add a stroke to your hands at the end, now bend over the desk, lift your tail up and over your shoulder. Do not let it drop, or you will gain extra strokes, your hands can reach the edge of the desk Rayanna, so do it. You’ve never received a caning before, I hope you learn from this and never repeat this again.”

Rayanna was crying before the first stroke hit her small bottom, a muffled screech came out of her mouth as Miss Finch performed a perfect ladder affect down her bottom. Rayanna tried hard not to drop the soap, but with all her crying the soap dropped onto the table. “1 extra to your hands after this.” Miss Finch wet the soap, and put it in Rayanna’s mouth again. Drying her hands, Miss Finch picked up the cane, “Into position !” she ordered and quickly Rayanna moved back. She felt the cane tap her sore bottom, making her jump, then the next set of 10 whipped across her backside, catching the under part of her bum, and the top of her thighs, making her shriek, drop the soap and gained another 1 on her paws. Miss Finch continued until she had done 20. “5 left Rayanna, I hope your learning from this. Let’s get this final 5 done.” Again Rayanna gasped and sobbed, the soap was becoming even more difficult to hold in her mouth as she cried harder, the soap fell before the next swipe. Miss Finch was not happy, “1 more to your paws, that’s 3 now, drop it again it will be 5 on your paws, Understand ?” She said sternly, as Rayanna nodded miserably. She bit down hard on the soap, praying it didn’t break in her mouth. 

Miss Finch administered 5 severe stripes from her higher thigh, upwards as Rayanna screamed with her mouth closed tight. Luckily the soap didn’t break or fall out of her mouth again, until Miss Finch went to remove it, handing her a cloth to wipe her face and mouth. Miss Finch allowed her a few moments to clean herself up. Rayanna scrubbed the cloth over her teeth to get the soap out, she couldn’t really feel her bottom, except for this burning and her bottom felt double its normal size, as long as she didn’t move she felt no pain. 

“Rayanna put both your paws up, palms up please. Closer together, you will get 3 strokes on your paws because you dropped your soap. Ready ?” Miss Finch asked kindly, she knew Rayanna must be incredibly sore and she was very impressed with how well she took this punishment. Her Mamma had told her she gets spanked at home but nothing like this, but she had wanted her to learn from it, plus she had her father to deal with when she went home. Secretly Miss finch hoped her father didn’t spank her until she was healed but that was his decision. There were a few broken skin areas across her skin, she would deal with them before she left.  

Rayanna cried her heart out when Miss Finch caned her palms 3 times, when it was over, she blew into her paws, shaking them. Snot and tears mixed together making her look a terrible mess, at first Miss Finch carefully rubbed soothing cream onto her palms, then handed her a fresh cloth to wipe her face again. “Just bend over a moment so I can check you’ve no cuts on your skin.” Rayanna bent back over the desk as Miss Finch put 5 plasters on her bottom and one on her thigh, she then rubbed a little cream on her before telling her to put her panties back on.

It was so painful to walk, nevermind to try to pull her panties up. She carefully tried to lift them up high then slowly down so she didn’t touch herself, but it didn’t help. It hurt like hell.

“Rayanna, I know you think you were protecting Suquie, but can you imagine how she will feel now, when she knows how much trouble you have been in, the punishment you have been given from me, nevermind what punishment you will get at home. I think she will feel incredibly guilty, don’t you ?” Miss Finch asked, Rayanna looked at her and nodded. “Now do you see, maybe you should have just kept coming to me. From now on, if anyone bullies her or anyone else, I want you to come to me. Don’t even tell your form teacher, I will be personally involved in Suquie now, her mother explained just how much she has been going through and quite frankly, a lot of it, I didn’t know. But I do not want you to do anything. What do bullies get out of doing what they do ? “ She asked. “T….to hurt someone, upset someone, get them into trouble instead of the bullies.” Rayanna said. “Exactly, do you think they will be sad to learn of the trouble they are in ?” Miss Finch asked. “N…N..no, they will laugh about it.” Rayanna said. “I’ve given them what they want.” She sniffed thinking about it. “I was just sick of what they’ve been doing to Suquie, Mamma, you know I come home and tell you about it. I tell the teachers and they just speak to them but nothing ever changes. Suquie, she…..she’s been talking about hurting herself. I’ve always talked her out of her depression, but she’s in a bad way Miss Finch. Mamma I promise you, it’s true, I’m not supposed to tell anyone. But I’m scared she might do something, if her Mamma finds out she may move schools, I can’t stay here without her.” “Alright Rayanna, I’m really pleased you’ve told me, I will have to speak with her parents but I think it’s time I look more deeply into exactly what has been going on. Believe me when I say I have no idea it has become this bad. So something has gone seriously wrong with my system in school. Now look, I want you to go home, think about this, I do not want a repeat session. And Rayanna, you ever speak to me in that way again, or use foul language, I will cane you again. Understand ?” Miss Finch asked.

“Yes Miss Finch, I’m really really sorry bout what I said,” Rayanna told her, “I know, and I will do my best to sort this out.” She told Rayanna and her Mamma. “Thank you Miss Finch, I’m terribly sorry for what has happened,” her Mamma told her. “I think her bottom may need attention when she is home.” Miss Finch said. Her Mamma nodded, said thank you, then put an arm around her daughter’s shoulders and left together. 

Chapter 6, Rayanna the very naughty mouse.

Its been a long time since I wrote a chapter of Daddys story, so I hope you can remember it.

Rayanna, the very naughty mouse. Chapter 6.

Whilst Rayanna was chatting away with Suquie, her Mamma was busy cleaning up the kitchen after lunch, getting the afternoons school work ready. The phone rang, picking it up she saw it was her husband. “Hi Sebastian, you ok ?” It was unusual for him to phone whilst in work. “No, I’m not ok. I forgot to take Rayanna’s mobile of her. I don’t want her to be in contact with anyone. I’ve just tried phoning her, and the line is engaged. Do you know about this ?” He did not seem happy about this. “I…..I gave her permission to call Suquie.” Honey told him. “Since when have we allowed our children to use their mobile phones when they are grounded. You should have realised I had just forgotten to take it off her and done it yourself. NOT give her permission to call her friend.” He was furious with his wife. “I know Sebastian, but she just needed to make sure Suquie was ok, they are only chatting hunnie, She’s been a really good girl this morning.” Honey tried to stay cheery, but really she was beginning to feel very nervous. “Oh well, that’s ok then, she’s been good for A morning, after all that’s happened. Really Honey ?” Sebastian told her. “We will talk about this later. You’ve made a grave mistake, one you should never have done. You know mobiles are not allowed if grounded. I’m surprised at you. I will see you later, I think you know what is going to happen.” HE hung up, leaving Honey looking at her phone, her hand shaking slightly.

She realised she had just made a terrible mistake and she was going to pay for it. Once Rayanna finished her lunch, her Mamma asked for her phone. “Why Mamma, Pappa didn’t say take it away.” She whined. “No he forgot, he’s just phoned me to say he tried calling you, he knows you were talking to Suquie and he’s not very happy with me at all.” Rayanna thought she knew what she meant by that statement, so without moaning, she handed her the mobile. Mamma smiled, whispered thank you, then took it away. She felt worried about what her Pappa would do, also, would he be mad at her too. She hoped not.

Rayanna continued her homework, there were a few things with her maths she didn’t understand, so she would have to ask her Pappa for help. Mamma wasn’t very up to date with maths nowadays, as it had changed considerably since she was at school. Honey busily prepared and cooked the evening meal and quickly all the family returned home from whatever they were doing, school, college or work. Sebastian was the last to come home, he’d had a very busy day and felt very tired but he had to deal with his disobedient wife. The family chatted non-stop during dinner, only Rayanna and her parents knew something was wrong, but it was always like this. Eventually Honey had cleaned up, Sebastian went to get some bits done himself, then went to see Rayanna. “Hi Pappa, could you help me do my maths. I was struggling with it.” She got up to get her book and together they worked through the parts she was struggling with, he was very good at explaining how to do the working out, she didn’t want to be told the answer, she wanted to know how to do it. Eventually she had completed it all.

“Now Rayanna, come sit on the bed a moment. I believe Mamma gave you permission to speak with Suquie earlier ?” He asked, “ Now you know the rules if you’ve been grounded don’t you ?” He asked, the sound of his voice chilled Rayanna a little. “Y…Yes Pappa, I only wanted to……..” Rayanna began, until her Pappa put a finger up. “Do you know the rules Rayanna ?” He asked, she looked at the floor, “Yes Pappa,” She whispered. “Then why did you ask for your phone ? Your Mamma should have known better than to give it to you, but you should also have known better than to ask. Should you not ?” He asked patiently. “I..I..just wanted to check on Suquie Pappa. I…….” Rayanna tried to explain. “I don’t want excuses, I want you to learn to follow my rules. Over and over you disobey me, well no more. You’ve been a spoilt little brat and I’m not putting up with it anymore. Now you need you’re bedtime spanking before I deal with your mother and I can tell you, I’m not happy with either of you.”  “PaPappa, please.” Rayanna began. “No more Rayanna.” Her Pappa stood up, began unfastening his belt, pulling it quickly through the loops of his trousers, dropping it on her cot, he sat back down and in one quick movement, he grabbed Rayanna’s wrist and threw her over his knee. Her school skirt flew over her bottom before she had a chance to breath then her Pappa began spanking. All the while lecturing her about following his rules at all times, and he was fed up with both her and her Mamma thinking they don’t apply to them. It was going to change from now. Rayanna refused to cry, she was mad at him, she didn’t see any issue with wanting to check up on her friend. Well she was NOT going to cry.

Her Pappa stopped then, reaching for something, she spotted what is was. It was her wooden long school ruler. As he began swinging heavy swats across her sit spots, Rayanna became more and more angry, punching her Pappa’s legs, kicking backwards to try to catch his arms, He ended up putting one leg over her so she couldn’t kick then grabbed both arms and held them behind her back. “And this behaviour is also not accessible, and will only land you in more trouble,” her Pappa said, swatting the back of her legs, now Rayanna fought the tears away, I will not cry, I will not cry, She told herself, over and over, refusing to get up even though her bottom and legs were now burning madly. “Get up and get over the bed, don’t you dare move,” Pappa told her. She lay over the bed, hugging her pillow tightly under her head. 

Pappa grabbed his belt, raised at and whipped it across her backside, her sit spot and legs until eventually Rayanna couldn’t hold back anymore and she sobbed into the pillow. It didn’t long to break, Pappa knew she reached her limit, he hated punishing his little girl but enough was enough and she had to learn this.

Stopping, he dropped the belt on the desk, lifted her up, scooped her onto his knees as he sat on the bed, she immediately began hugging him and he did her. Rocking her gently, side by side, hissing her head. “Right lie down, let me rub some cream on, then you can go to bed,” Rayanna climbed off her Pappa’s knee, she was so sore and tender it hurt so much to walk and move, tears began to fall down her face again. Pappa picked up the cream, “Now, what are you going to do with this cream ?” He asked as he gently rubbed it on her bottom, and legs. “Erm, I’m gonna rub cream in morning and night, and maybe during the day, if I need too.” She stuttered. “That’s right, because if you don’t ?” He asked once more, “You will spank me Pappa.” “Good girl, you know I will, I expect you to be obedient, I won’t tolerate this behaviour from any of you, my children or my wife. Now all done, go wash your face and then you can have an early night.” Pappa told her. “But it’s only 7pm Pa……..” She began. “Do I have to give you a reminder of what happens when you don’t do you you’re told ?” He sternly asked, his eyes turned steely grey and his face un-relenting. “Yes Pappa.” She muttered as she walked to her bathroom  to have a wash, then she went to bed crying into her pillow until she fell asleep.

Pappa put his belt back on and went to the living room, he was exhausted. He helped himself to a drink a took a long sip, thinking about Honey, who he knew would be in a panic, worrying about what her fate would be. No doubt she will have heard Rayanna cry, and he would be sure that Honey would be more than crying by the time he’d finished with her. Recently her disobedience had become inexcusable, He intended on making sure this will not happen again and Honey had no idea what was in-store for her. He had booked a long weekend away, Thursday until Sunday, the older children will be in charge of the youngsters and he knew, they would follow the rules, 100%. Honey will think it’s going to be a lovely treat away from home but she will be in for a shock. There was a very special place, almost like his second home, Acorn Snuggery where his disobedient wife will be going. It’s a very old exclusive, private club only for men who have the highest respect from public clubs are allowed to join. There anything goes. It is designed for Masters to bring their subs back in order, Specially trained Dominants / Dominatrix’s who are called The Matriarchs work here, using all and any forms of punishment, torture and humiliation. Subs are brought there and left, to be dealt with by these Matriarchs. So they know their misdemeanour must have been extremely serious for them to be sent here. Next door is another private retreat, only for the Masters. Here, in their private quarters, they can continue as normal. They could do work here, or just use the chance to catch up with fellow Masters. Surveillance cameras were everywhere in the Snuggery, and in the retreat the Masters can watch anything that happens, to their own sub and to others. They could even talk to the Matriarch’s via their earpiece. It is recorded and put on a memory stick for each Master, when they leave. It’s an incredibly expensive club to join, but even if you were a millionaire, if Masters from other clubs did not pay them huge respect and get voted into the club, you will not get in. 

It will be extreme, the worst any sub can experience, but, all subs know if they are sent there then there will be unbearable punishments and torture, yet they would have to dig deep inside tthemselves to take it. Only once a Master is sure the sub has learnt their lesson, the retraining will stop. But if the Matriarchs disagree then the sub will stay longer. Sebastian had only sent Honey there once, after being married 5 years, and she only lasted 24 hours. This time she would be there 60+ hours, and he had no intention of ending it early.

She will learn, but she will learn the hard way.

Piggy/Miss Adira’s monthly blog. Cock pics.

So what have we all been up to….well to be honest not a right lot. Last two visits have been cancelled due to myself and Aurora/Serf being ill, so it’s been quite a disappointing few weeks that has been very frustrating as there should have been visits with us all plus a visit with Aurora, where she was owed a punishment but that has been postponed as-well, postponed though not forgotten.

I bet you wondering what is there to write about, well here you are…..one night I was left obsessing about cocks, 50 cocks to be exact….what’s wrong with that I hear you Say, so you’ve heard me say before that Sir is an evil genius and that I never know or try to guess what he’s thinking.

One night Sir and I were just chatting when I received a message “ I feel a challenge coming”. Oh these words send my mind spinning, what, when,  why and who. Now I sit and think do I wait or dare I ask, I dare to ask as I’m a bit impatient. “ Group or just me ?” “Just you” was my reply, now my mind really does kick into overdrive, I then asked “Dare I ask what ?” now my answer was rather quick “ I want you to draw 50 cocks by the end of tomorrow, they can be sketch or simple lines drawing, but the last one I want full colour and detail and it better be a cock you’d like to have fuck you “ Now you say that’s not too bad, no it might not be, but I’ve got work that day, then don’t get home till gone 6pm, so on and so forth. Now this is where my obsessing comes in, I begin to think, I can’t draw, how many cocks do I need to draw in an hour to get my 50 done. You may not know that previous challenges my counting abilities have let me down big time, so I’m now panicking but it was bedtime so to sleep I went. Guess what I dreamt about that night, cocks, oh and get called a dirty slut ( which a girl can never complain about, well not this one) so the day arrived.

It didn’t start as I’d hoped and before I knew it, it was lunch and no cock drawn, so my mission began. I started in batches of 5/10s. First lot sent, I just Imagined Sir laughing his head off cause let me tell you as the day progressed I did wonder if I  actually knew what a cock looked like. Let me tell you, you ain’t seen nothing like them, I tried to vary them some hard, some not so, apparently some rather big ….rather rather big so much so that Sir passed comment on the size of some them, so I progressed through the day drawing and sending, receiving comments like ‘well they have strange heads, is that a dog,’ I think I had one compliment of that’s a good sketch, so I think we established 1 out off 50 proves I’m not very good at drawing or I should pay more attention when I’m close to them for such occasions as this. I continued with my doodle doodles and finally at around 7pm I’d done all 50 drawn and sent, now I have to admit I wondered is this it or will there be more. Luckily that was it and Sir said “Top cocking today Piggy.”

I’d managed it 50 cocks, in fact I think I managed 51, I did 2 coloured ones…….so my counting abilities didn’t let me down and I did have quite a giggle doing them as I’m sure Sir did receiving them……

Well we are on holiday soon, so I’m sure they’ll be more to report next time

When will I learn to listen to my sensibe head instead of my stubborn head.

After being ill for just over 7 weeks with chest infections, I finally felt well enough to restart all my tasks. I had new lines from Master:

April is best when Miss plays with my chest and Master fills me with cock. Daddy can watch, and play with his crotch before cumming into his sock.

And from Daddy;

I am a very good girl and I will always obey Master, Daddy and Miss Adira, if not, they will punish me.

I was to continue with alternating maths and english for Daddy.

Miss Adira told me to continue learning the same spellings and 8 times table. As I hadn’t done my tests yet.

It takes me around 3 hours to complete these tasks first thing in the morning.

So Saturday came and Miss Adira told me she will be video calling me on her lunch break, to do the spelling test, I felt 80% confident I would get them correct. Before I went on sick leave again, I got ⅘ on my mock test, as I only do half the spellings then. These were my spellings; Handkerchief. Millennium. Liaison. Maintenance. Pronunciation. Government. Questionnaire. Privilege. Assassination. Chauffeur.

The test began as Miss Adira had the list written in her notebook, she keeps notes on every test. All organised we began, the first couple were right, then I started to get them wrong. In the end I only got 5 correct. I got my notebook to see if I had been spelling them wrong every day, and I had.

Millennium. Pronunciation. Government. Questionnaire. Privilege.

We then had a “little” talk, I had these words for a long time, I should have got at least 8 right. So as I got them wrong I will be tested on them again next week along with the next set of words.

“I can’t believe I got so many wrong, and that I’d been writing them wrong every day, in fact it’s partly your fault. You never spotted I’d been writing them down wrong.” I said. “I don’t look at them, you were the one who began taking photos of your homework and sending me them, I never suggested that you do that and I never said I would check them. Besides which you can’t see or read it properly from the photo. When did you begin spelling them wrong ?” Miss Adira asked me. I looked through my homework book and realised I had written them down wrong from that week. “So you never checked the spellings after your sick leave, and now your trying to blame me.”

The conversation changed then as Miss Adira needed to get her lunch but it didn’t stop me still complaining about my score.

“It is partly your fault,” I moaned. “I sense you want 20 spellings ????” Miss Adira replied. “No chance, just saying fact,” I grumbled. “Okay, if there’s no chance, then its 25.” I can picture Miss Adira sat at her desk, finding all this amusing as she knows me too well and she knows I won’t give up. She’s probably talking about it with her work colleague who knows all about us, discussing what punishment she will give her submissive for being a brat.

“WOT” I shout at her. “Shall we continue ?” She asked. “Especially as I’m now looking at words.” By this point I’m in a major strop. “Look at words. That’s not fair.” I moan at her. “Well you shouldn’t have said no chance, I’ve always said choose your words carefully. Bet your pouting now.” She asked, I could almost hear the amusement in her voice. “Yes I’m pouting and I’m sulking.” I blurt out to her.

Why can’t I just give up. Except what is said without complaint !!!!!!

Then I got another message, a choice…Miss Adira likes to give choices….

“Go back to your original 15 words and get a spanking of my choice, not a punishment spanking but some implements I’d like to try………or you get the 25. I will give you until 14.10pm to decide.”

I had 10 minutes to stew and sulk, to ponder what should I do, give in and accept what Miss Adira offered or sulk and be a brat and just ignore her. So that’s what I did, I ignored her.

“Oh dear, now it’s your turn to wait,” She replied and didn’t send any messages. “You’re just being a meanie now,” I told her stroppily. Why !!! Why did I say that……

“ Answer me this…..I say you might do something, you tell me no chance. Then you WOT me. I then give you a choice and you throw a stubborn brat fit and refuse to make a choice. Then you say I’m mean. So lets evaluate that statement……I forgo some punishment owed, from you saying I’m frustrating. You don’t send me a goodnight video, therefore uncompleted tasks. I remind you about an outstanding task, which I still didn’t get. I don’t recall being mean as no punishment was set for any of the above. Therefore Aurora, would you like to evaluate your statement that I’m a meanie.” Miss Adira stated.

I read this message a few times, but I can feel my anger, my stubbornness reaching boiling point. So I begin to complain about everything that was in that statement.  “I’m just pointing out that I’m only mean now because it doesn’t suit what you want.” Miss Adira replied. “You chose to ignore me.” “You know I get sulky and stubborn when I don’t wanna do summit, “ I grumble. “So does that make it acceptable ?” Miss Adira asked. “No I guess it’s not acceptable,”I sigh loudly and still sulk. “Oh you only guess ?” she stated. I roll my eyes, huff and puff, “OMG, no it’s not acceptable.” I reply, very nearly shouting it to her, plus including some curse words that I knew she would then tell Daddy  “You had to include OMG didn’t you. So in the last hour I’ve had bratty Aurora, sulky Aurora, sassy Aurora oh an my favourite stubborn Aurora. So all of the above, just in case you’re not to sure…..are not the Aurora’s that I wish to accept. So I’m gonna hazard a guess you’re gonna guess this right….the spanking that wasn’t gonna be a punishment, is now.” Again I huff and puff as I read the message, this was something I didn’t want. I never wanted a punishment spanking from Miss Adira, for one reason, she has always said that she will only give a punishment spanking when it’s something serious, otherwise she prefers to set lines, essays or other such things, so I know I’ve gotten into real trouble today. She won’t tolerate me moving, putting my hands back, not answering her correctly. In fact she would probably get the bed harness out and strap me down tightly. There’s no chance of talking her around the punishment, offering to do summit else or just begging. In fact that would probably just make things worse.

A few minutes later my list of new spellings were sent to me;

Millennium. Pronunciation. Government. Questionnaire. Privilege. Invigilator. Qualification. Mathematics. Boulevard. Xylophone. Chameleon. Schnitzel. Emptiness. Diagnosis. Pneumonia. Investigation. Functional. Rationality. Phenomenon. Misinformation. Stubborn. Sassy. Brattiness. Sulky. Punishment.

“So how many times have you rolled your eyes ?” Miss Adira asked. Do I tell the truth ? Do I tell a little white lie ? I chose the truth. “Ermmmmm quite a few times.” i replied, feeling very very guilty then. “See I know my girl……” She replied. This made me giggle, yes she certainly does know me. Spending 6 months together as just subs for our Doms, she has witnessed how much I strop, sulk, argue, brat. She has seen every tiny bit of my naughty behaviour as well as all my good girl points too. So she certainly does know every bit of me, now as my Domme, I know she will know when I start huffing, when I roll my eyes, sulk, pout and when I start to giggle or smile at her messages or sexy photos she’s sent me.

So as usual my stubbornness, brattiness has earned me my first punishment from Miss Adira. She told me she will be using the Little Devil paddle, the Giant Devil paddle, the jokari and her crop. As she said hers is “nicer” than ours. So you will have wait til next Tuesday to hear about it. The day will begin with a coffee or cuppa tea for M’am, followed by my maintenance spanking, THEN my punishment. After that we will spend the rest of the day in bed. And yes, even though I’m due a punishment, I will still be getting my maintenance spanking. So it may not be a nice start to the day, but at least the rest of the day will be nice.

First real punishment from Daddy.

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First real punishment from Daddy.

I was a bit nervous that Saturday night about the punishment coming up. We’d had a lovely day, my first maintenance spanking from Miss Adira, nice dinner and watched a movie. But we all knew this was still due.

When the film ended, it was getting late. Too late to watch another film, Miss Adira asked Daddy if he was going to get it over with as time was going by.

He got up and went into the cupboard to get out the 2 bamboo canes I’d made months ago after cutting our bamboo down a bit in the garden. He got the loopy out of my bag and told me to go upstairs. His tone had changed, no longer the kind gentle Daddy, more a very annoyed Daddy, that got me upset.

I had to set the video again, this time hoping it would record as my other spanking that day hadn’t. And I was gutted because I really wanted my first spanking from Miss Adira to be recorded. Master is looking up different video cameras or a gopro camera for me to use instead of my phone as it’s not recording or taking photos more often now.

Daddy told me to lie on the bed, not over the footboard, I quickly did I was told. Then the lecture began, along with the loopy, no warm up, no soft taps. And I’ve said before how much a light tap hurts, Daddy and Miss Adira will agree how nasty it is. I did try to stay in position but I was soon rolling side to side. The hits were relentless as my hands began coming round or fisting the bedsheets. I hated hearing Daddy so upset with me, I never intentionally go out of my way to disrespect him. And it usually happens when he says no, or I don’t wanna do something, the brat opens her mouth and stuff she knows should not be said, is said. But I also knew I deserved every swat.

I’ve no idea how many swats I got with that loopy, sometimes wondered about buying one of those finger counter things, then I could watch the video and count them. I may just look into one. A good friend of mine used one to count how many times I was caned on one video, few years ago. It was 200. But you’re never aware at the time, you’re only focus is the pain.

Daddy stopped for a minute, asking me if I wanted a pillow, I think he knew I needed something to hug onto, maybe hoping it will stop me rolling. It didn’t though, but he would grab my ass or hips, roll me back and continue. The tears were flowing into the pillow, my cries louder so I bit into the pillow to stay quiet. Or as quiet as I could.

I heard Daddy drop the loopy and pick the canes up. One was thicker, one was more whippy and thin. There wasn’t really a pause when the caning began, oh I need to try to control my rolling. It’s so much easier to be honest to be tied down, or be over his knee so he can hold me down. But I guess punishments are not made to be easy. The caning hurt so badly over the loopy, the swish of the cane, the mega sting then burn.

Luckily or not for me, the tip of the cane flew off, and watching the video back I could see Daddy checking my bottom as I knew I was bleeding a bit. For whatever reason, Daddy didn’t pick the second cane up. To be honest I hadn’t even realised he didn’t use the second one.

Instead I heard him rummage around in their toy drawer. The first whip of the Alcatraz strap shocked me, now I love the feel of leather on skin, strap, belt, I love them. Not however on top of the loopy and cane. And by the name of this strap its fiercely powerful, it’s long so the tail will catch your sides, the holes blister, burst and burn your skin. This was the first time either of us had used this since we bought it for Master at Christmas. Can I honestly say I wouldn’t want it again, no, course I would, unless it’s used harder and for longer then I’m sure I will want to be hiding it away.

Thankfully Daddy didn’t use this strap for long, before dropping it on the bed and coming over to me, at the side of the bed. Bending down he lifted my head up and saw my tear stained face, he kissed me gently, at first I felt too upset to want his affection, but this only lasted a second or two. Then I held his arms, our heads together, Daddy whispering soft words in my ear. I didn’t crawl into his arms, I was too sore to move so Daddy lay on the bed, hugging me tightly until my tears finally stopped. I knew Daddy hated to see me cry but I deserved every swat. Being a brat is one thing, but being disrespectful is one thing I don’t intend to be again.

During the time I wrote this blog, my curiosity got the better of me and I counted the strokes,

48 with loopy

10 with cane

7 with Alcatraz strap

Saturdays play and my first maintenance spanking from Miss Adira.

Saturdays play and first maintenance spanking.

Master and I arrived at Daddy’s at the usual time, 2’ish, Miss Adira gave us both kisses, she was naked as expected by Master. We had coffees, and played with Blue, who was so excited to see us both, he just jumped from settee to chair, licking us, Master was teasing him as usual, encouraging him to howl as he had done with our dogs. He loves having his other Mummy and Daddy round.

I sat on the chair still dressed, when Master asked why I was still clothed, “Oh erm, sorry.” I quickly stripped off, and sat down to watch TV and enjoy my coffee. Miss Adira told me I was doing a lot of fidgeting on the chair so I quickly picked my coffee up and sat still. When I finished my coffee Master asked why I was sat there, all on my own. I think it was really because that’s where Daddy and I sit, but he was at work so Miss Adira told me to join them on the settee. I cosied up to Miss Adira, Master would occasionally stroke my hair or lean over to kiss Miss Adira then me. It felt nice being with them as a threesome, not awkward or like I was invading their time. I knew it would be their time when Daddy came home, then it would be our time too.

After we had finished the 2 parter we watched, Miss Adira said, “Sir I’m going to take Aurora upstairs to do her tests then give her a maintenance spanking. Would you like to join us ?” “No you go, I’m happy watching a bit of YouTube.” Master told her, so we got up and left him to it. Though I thought he would join us at some point, to watch, give Miss Adira advice or instructions or join in but also I knew he could watch it from the camera he had put in their bedroom.

“So what toys did you bring ?” Miss Adira asked. Going to my bag, I pulled out the little devil paddle, the jokari and loopy. She took the little devil and jokari.

Heading upstairs, Miss Adira asked if I was not bringing my cuddily, I shook my head, feeling a bit foolish that I wanted it when I was with her. But when I got upstairs, I changed my mind so ran to get it. Miss Adira had her notebook to makes notes on my test and write my mark’s down, so she sat on the windowsill as I sat on the floor, crossed legs, Marshmallow sat on my knee.

It was weird, something clicked in my head, this was me, being a little felt so natural to me. I loved sitting on the floor looking up at my Mistress and I wanted to make her proud by getting top marks. The maths was easy peasy, 3 x times table so I breezed through them. The English was a bit more tricky but I was disappointed that I got 2 wrong. Miss Adira was very proud of me for my first tests. So next week I was to learn my 8 times table, I know this one will take some thinking, she gave me some good advice to make it easier so I’m going to try her way as well as my way. The spellings will be sent to me later that day, as she wanted to find some harder words for me. And what she sent was very very hard so it’s going to take some concentrating to remember them for next week.

Next came the maintenance spanking. But first Miss Adira wanted to know exactly where she can hit, so she doesn’t strike where my discs are damaged and where my internal tens machine was. I pointed where the scar was, “ Anywhere around the scar, you can feel the box inside me, so nothing can hit that incase it breaks it. Then for my back, anything from my tail bone up to here.” I pointed up to about the third of the way up my back. I’ve 6 degenerative discs there. “So basically any lower back area.” She said. “Yes, then anything from there up my back is fine, across shoulders fine.” I explained. “Okay, but I think I will wait for your Daddy to do your back first  so I can watch.” Miss Adira told me. “I will say if it’s a bit too near any area if that’s okay ?” I asked. “Yes definitely you must until I’m confident in what I’m doing.” Miss Adira pulled out some of her own toys, the studded paddle, the punch paddle, a fly swat plus my little devil paddle and the jokari, whilst I got the camera ready. Once ready I awaited my instruction.

“Bend over the bottom of the bed,” she said. They have a cushioned, curved footrest which is ideal for any sort of fun, play or spanking. I got Marshmallow, bent over the bed, tucking Marshmallow under my arm and waited. “Anything in particular you want to start with?” she asked. “No, erm little devil.” I replied.  “Little devil what ?” she asked, landing the first swat and continuing harder until I replied “Little devil Miss Adira.” Immediately she softened the strikes as she continued. I noticed she liked to cover the entire area of my bum, up as high as she could go, round the sides, all cheek then lastly lifting my cheeks up to reveal my sit spot. She noticed I wasn’t fond of my sides being hit so obviously she enjoyed getting those spots more. After a while she asked if I wanted a change, “Yes please.” A few harder whacks before “Yes please Miss Adira,” I said quickly, then she stopped. “What do you fancy next?” she asked, I looked at the pile and suggested the punch paddle.

The nice end was just the same as our spanking hammer, it feels great, gives you good internal bruising but also makes the blood rise to the surface which makes the smacks tingle much more.

So whilst enjoying the pounding suddenly there was a terrific whack. “Owie,” I cried out, my leg went up, my hand came around. The whacks continued, as hard as a wooden whack with the sting of leather, “This continues until your in position.” Miss Adira told me. “Would you like the hammer back?” Still whacking me until I got into position. “Ow yes.” A stronger whack, “Owie yes Miss Adira.” I cried out. “See your getting it, go out of position I go harder, not answer a question correctly I go harder.” Oh she’s enjoying this a lot, I thought and far stricter with my wriggling around or answering properly.

Miss Adira continued with the hammer, surprising me with a few hard slaps with the other side. As usual I did what I always do, brought my leg up, or hand around, so the hard swats began until I moved back again. ( Maybe this will make me learn…. who am I kidding, probably not.) Eventually she asked if I’d like to change, “Ow erm Ow, the studded one please Miss Adira.” She stopped immediately then started with the leather studded one. I didn’t think this would hurt as much as it did, the paddle side was stingy but not like the hard side to the puncher. But the metal studs stung a lot on already tender skin as I heard my Mistress chuckle, she knew this was hurting. I began turning to my sides, my leg began to move up, Whack, leg down, then a few more wallops my arm began moving round stopping before I reached fully around. “Arm,” whack, “Owie,” I cried louder. The harder whacks continued all around, turning as I tried to protect my sides, leg up as I tried to protect my sit spot. All my failure so awarded me extra hard swats. “Would you like a change?” she asked. “Y..yes please Miss Adira.” I gasped. “What next?” “You choose Miss Adira,” I said getting my breath back.

I felt the familiar paddle on my skin, the jokari. Something that the slightest tap stings like mad. At first the slaps were mild’ish hits which got more painful as it continued, also liking to cover my entire backside again. I stuffed my face into Marshmallow, hugging her tightly, crying out into the bed. She paused for a moment rubbing my cheeks, scraping her nails along my raw skin. “You’re going a lovely colour, but I think you can take more. What do you think?” She asked. “If you think so, Miss Adira.” I replied. Picking up the fly swat she flicked it across me, it didn’t hurt but gave a tiny sting, enough to make you jump a tiny bit. But I think this was too tame for her as she put it down. And picked up the little devil, now it was really starting to hurt and she covered everywhere but once caught close to my tail bone. I cried out loudly, saying “Too close to my tailbone.” What I need to watch is the wires from my tens machine lead up and attach to my tail bone. They are secured to nerve which then gave me feeling to my bladder again. So though I’ve lots of padding by the tens machine, I haven’t higher up and by the tail bone. So a wallop could damage the wire or disconnect it. But Miss Adira didn’t realise, and Daddy has hit the wrong spot and so has Master. It must be difficult not to accidentally hit the wrong area even for the most experienced Dom/Domme.

The spanking lasted quite some time, in the same continuous fashion, if I forgot to say the right thing. I must admit I loved her way, she kept checking to see if I was red enough, and continued until she thought I had a nice crimson tone. Now as this was my first maintenance spanking, and in the future it will be shared with Daddy, with no particular number, just until THEY decided I had enough, I’m pretty certain, this spanking will be the mildest I get.

Apparently Miss Adira was able to sit on the footrest next to me, comfortably, and able to spank me very easily in this position, I can only imagine Daddy on one side, Miss Adira on the other. And the maintenance spanking will happen every time I meet them, or just one of them. My bottom will feel the sting a lot in the future, and it’s all rather exciting.

Once my spanking was over, Miss Adira said,  “Now I’ve been told by Sir that every time you get spanked I have to check if your excited or not.” She slid my legs open with her foot and her hand came down, feeling my wetness. Now I’m not a bit ashamed of her finding out how much I enjoyed it, if anything it will show her she did everything right.

Her fingers slid inside me, her nails scraping my insides and out, maybe something I will just have to get used to, but it stung quite sharply.  But I did explain it to her, she suggested wearing gloves but that’s no fun, so I think it’s a question of me just getting used to it. Her one thing she really wanted to do was to get me to squirt. I know Master and Daddy have explained exactly where my button is and I’m very pleased to say she found it very quickly. Soon I was desperate to cum, begging, unsure if I was to ask like I do for Master and Daddy, but I was too excited to think about that then. The floodgates opened and I squirted, my cum dripping down my legs, an orgasm I will never forget. Miss Adira slipped her hand away, rubbing on my clit. “Better save some for your Daddy.” A very nice thought but she will eventually realise my tap never seems to end and I can squirt 6 – 10 times in a day. A lot.

When I stood and got my balance back, I kissed her, thanking her for a very nice spanking. She told me she enjoyed it a lot, this made me very happy and hopefully made my Mistress very proud. “Sir has told us to go to bed and have a good smooch,” I giggled, I bet he watched it all and was now very hard and excited too. Soon he joined us and stripped off quickly. He lay next to Miss Adira, reaching over to kiss me then kiss her, whilst we continued to smooch. Suddenly I felt the mattress move a lot and I opened my eyes to see him stood over us both. Watching us kiss, wanking himself off. I knew what was coming and at that second all I thought was please don’t get it in my hair as I had got it restyled and cut short that day and wanted it to still look nice for Daddy when he got home. A massive blog of cum landed in my eye, I heard him chuckle, as his cum dropped over my face, over Miss Adira’s shoulder, ear and face. Master always has a large amount of cum each time, so there was more than plenty to share. He chuckled again as I tried to scoop the cum out of my eye, leaving the bed to go to the bathroom and try to wash it away, without ruining my makeup. Then Miss Adira washed herself clean.  It was only after she had done it, did I wonder if I should have done it for her. I think maybe I should and will in the future.

Feeling very refreshed and happy, we went downstairs to watch TV until Daddy got home. He spotted my new haircut straight away, even though we were sure he hadn’t. He told me off lightly for telling a little white lie about not booking the appointment, but said he loved it. This made me even happier. We walked across the road to the chip shop to get our dinner, and enjoyed that whilst watching a film, it was a very exciting visit, but it wasn’t over for me. I had my first real punishment coming up, but that’s for a different blog.

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

This life and time of Manho the Daddy

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

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

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

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

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

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

Manho/Daddy..

Two weeks with a chest infection and getting very fed up now.

Two weeks with chest infection.

I’m getting really fed up with being on sick leave, after 2 months with my back/ chronic  pain being so severe, 2 weeks of feeling well, I get this chest infection.

Coming to the end of week 2, still coughing like crazy, 2 lots of antibiotics and inhalers, plus steroids and my chest is still as tight as it was at the start. Never had one before, apparently dr said that was very lucky as I have asthma, but feeling drained is an understatement.

Yesterday I thought I was at the end of it, felt energetic, well my version of energetic. Cleaned the shower, kitchen, irons my sons shirts for his new job starting Monday  and cleaned out our bearded dragons home. Probably overdone it.

It’s gotta start feeling better coz me, Master, Daddy and PiggyJ are going to Blackpool, play in the arcades and staying over at their house.

But we seem to be giving each others cold germs, one after the other, Daddy has a bad cold now, Master is still snotty from his cold last week. PiggyJ was the first to have a cold but it seems to have cleared completely. But it’s not gonna stop us meeting each other, I’m really looking forward to it.