My new little tasks

The little tasks Miss Adira set.

Miss Adira could sense I was getting low, well lower than low. So decided to set me some tasks, get me thinking about other things and get out of the house. 

The first week, the tasks amused me a lot.

  1. Find 2 different types of post boxes, take a photo of each.
  2. Draw a cartoon sketch, no more than 5 boxes.
  3. Find me a funny street name.
  4. Take a picture of you at funny street name.
  5. When in supermarket-find something you think I would like that costs no more than £1

Hmmm, that got my thinking cap on, went on google, searched for rude street names and came across one, Cockle Dicks Lane, found it on my sat-nav, then went off for a drive. It was a beautiful day, so window down, music playing, I located this lane. No 3 and 4 done. On my drive home I searched for different post boxes. Now I obviously got the main UK red post box, but I knew we have ones fitted inside walls, ones half the size of the usual post box. But could I find them? No. But as I drove around, I saw lots of the posh, expensive houses have post boxes in the front gate, gate post or garden wall. Okay, that would work, it is a post box. So No 1 done.

When I went to Tesco to do a grocery shop, I was also searching for this thing DiDi may like. I didn’t want to pick sweets or snacky things, stuff I knew she’d like, I wanted something different. But costing under £1 was the challenge. I looked at the cucumber and thought, well I have an idea what she may do with this but the girth was rather slim. So I went to look for courgettes, butternut squash or aubergines. Now the butternut squash were huge, I mean gigantic, the courgettes were more realistic, so I picked one that looked pretty girthy, popped it on the scales, got a print out of what it cost, 73p. Perfect. No 5 done.

Finally, all I had to do was No 2, the sketch, I thought about a story to do for the cartoon, then did a rough copy. A kinda stick people sketch. But it looked good, DiDi did ask was this something I wanted, coz usually what I write about is something I want to happen for real, or has happened for real, I said I hadn’t actually thought about it, but yes, I do think it sounds fun.

So there was my first-week task done. It was fun, and started to think that maybe if it wasn’t to difficult for DiDi, maybe do this every week, even after the lockdown has finished, though I did ask if there would be consequences if I didn’t complete it. She said no, it’s just a fun game for you, no stressing, no worrying about it, it’s just fun.

That evening she set the next week’s tasks. And it was somewhat more than I thought she’d set.

1) find something historic in your town…

2) go to said location n do me a video telling me some facts and information about said place….at least 1 minutes n more than 3minutes

Okay, I had 2 ideas immediately for this. Studied them on Google, then picked The Round House, which is a famous house for our town. I wrote down what I wanted to say, picked a time where there was no rain, got me selfie stick, and went and did my report. Unfortunately, I managed to delete the video, so I had to do it again. And it was blowing a gale that day.

3)Find street names…where first letter in street names…starts with A,B and C…pictures required

Reasonable task. All I did was drive around side streets searching for the street names.

4) find a diamond picture that you think I’d like…and send link

Hmmmmmmm, okay I’m sure I will find one and did pretty quickly. I think she would love it. She said it was very pretty.

5) write me a very Erotic story…no more than 1 A4 page…

My mind began swirling around ideas, there was one thing my Mistress would love me to do, but she won’t force me to do it, and that is for me to go down on her. I have a bit of a thing about bodily fluids in those areas. Anyway, I chose this as my main subject of the story. If I’m allowed, I will type it out and post it.

6) plan me my ideal 3 course meal…( just a hint) we still may be going away in October 😉

This may take some thinking, wonder if Daddy can help with this. I later asked Daddy but he said he’d been told not to help. GGrrrr.

Thinking about what she would normally eat if we went out. I will be honest, Daddy did give me some ideas but I wrote it out as if it was a set Menu.

7) take me 3 sneaky pics of Sir without him knowing ( they cant be all of him watching tele)

Reasonable one, completed fairly quickly.

8) find me something online that costs no more than £3 that you think I’ll like..has to be kink related

This I thought would be easy, but it was quite hard finding something kink related. Everything in the kinky online stores had nothing under £5, even in the sale so I thought outside the box. What would I fancy ? Everything I thought of didn’t work out coz they were too expensive. So I came up with a punnet of strawberries, a pack of Nutella And Go, (a snack pot, half Nutella, half biscuit fingers) and finally squirty cream. For me, you could do some good kinky stuff with this lot.

9) find me 3 lampposts…that have a 7,3,1 and a 0..they have to be a minimum of let’s say 3 miles away from your house and have to be on different streets…here’s the challenge….1st lamppost has to be over 3 miles away…lamp post 2 ..has to be 2 mile away from 1st lamppost…and lamppost 3 has to be 1 mile away from 2and lamppost…and I’dike street names of were each lamppost is…4 can be anywhere you choose….

This one, well I read, re-read, re-read again. Okay, this one is a challenge. I needed to use the trip-meter in my car and had no idea where it was. I asked Master and E but all they said was, I’d ask Google. Very helpful. So on Thursday as it was the last one I had to do, I went off on this exploration. Firstly I need this trip-meter. So I asked Google, well I actually asked the car first, but she didn’t help. Google took me to YouTube, with many videos showing how to find it. Eventually, I got on the screen, Do you want to reset trip-meter, Yes or No. I clicked Yes. And it worked. Cool…… So I had to drive 3 miles away or more, then find a lamppost. Reset the trip-meter, for 1 mile, did the second lamppost, reset trip-meter for another 1 mile, and did the next lamppost. This actually sounds simple, but finding a lamppost with a particular number on it and drive was tricky, so I went down side roads that were quiet if there were any cars behind me, I stopped and let them carry on. Finally, I did a drive around to find lamppost 4, this could be anywhere so I didn’t need the trip setting.

Miss Adira was very happy with my task for the week, the erotic story got her tingling, which I smiled about, I’ve now learned, ( I think,) how to find the trip-meter, though if I don’t use it again for months I may have to look it up again. But I was really chuffed with myself for actually finding it myself. Not needing Master or E’s help.  I was curious to see what tasks would come next. Also wondered what the 10th one wudda been if I completed it too quickly, as she said it was a biggen.

Later last Sunday I got this week’s task. 

1) find shops that spell out my name…cannot duplicate shops….n I’ll have my full name please, Miss Adira.

2) I liked the historical info…so I’d like a historical area/street- same as before, go to said location n do me video telling me that historical info

3) give me a list/info to what you think my perfect evening with you would be- after I’ve had my favourite 3 course meal

4) find me a sexual toy that we could both enjoy that would be new to us both. That would cost less than £20 n send me the link

5) find me an erotic short story- needs to be short as reading bores me- so needs to hold my attention

On the way to see my folks yesterday, I looked for ideas for the first task. Find shop names and take a photo. Now my first thought about this task was that I would not be going to town, walking around the streets, minging with other people, to find shops. And I told Miss Adira, who said well leave it then. Then I began to think if there was a way I could do it without being close to other humans, that’s when I thought maybe I could do it, driving through towns, taking the photo through the car window. That would work. So driving slowly through the village I spotted 2 shops next to each other that I needed. There was no one on the road, on either direction, now I know you should not park on zig zaggy lines, by a pedestrian crossing, but there was no one near, and I knew I would be only a few seconds, so I grabbed my phone, going to take a photo of each shop, until I heard a horn beeping and there was a traffic enforcement officer in his van, telling me to move on. Blimey did he not know I was on a task. I shudda known better really, especially as both Daddy and Miss Adira work for traffic enforcement, in different towns. So I waited until I was on my home to stop in a legal place to then take some photos. BUT, when I told Daddy, he wasn’t best impressed, he said if he had stopped me he would’ve given me a ticket, which would be a £1000 fine plus 3 points on your license. “Do you really think you were right to stop there ?” he asked. “Well no, but I was only gonna be a few seconds,” I said.

As I obviously wasn’t gonna admit I was wrong, even though I know I was, I ended up getting a consequence.

This is the message Daddy sent to the family group chat;

“Right just been speaking to a certain someone, who thinks it’s ok to stop on a pedestrian crossing to take photos and gets annoyed when asked to move…..so this certain someone has to do a 1500 word essay on why white zigzags are down, why WE DO NOT stop on them, the legal consequences on stopping on them……for next Monday…….we all know who this certain someone is…

There are things I could say to this, but I will be sensible and be a good girl and just get on with it.

I’ve decided on the historic fact I want to talk about and I wrote my speech so that one is half done, for No 2. I have completed No 3, and written down what will follow after our 3-course meal. I’ve found a short book I think for No 5, I hope DiDi enjoys it, I’ve read it and it’s very good. The only issue is, it comes in 4 parts, and Miss Adira is not really a reader, but I found, as soon as I read the first part, I was hooked and had to buy the series. So I do think she will get hooked after the first book because she will want to see what happens next.

For No 1, I’ve found 4 shops so far, got another 5 to find, so I will have a drive around again, but be sensible and follow the highway code.

No 4, oh boy this is a hard one. Trying to think about what toys we’ve not got, even if we’ve got them but not tried them, and I really am struggling. I’m going to have to go through all the kinky shops and see what we’ve not tried. Just whilst typing this out, I’ve had 2 ideas, but 1 I know Daddy will not let us do at all coz I’ve already discussed it. So I will have a look and see if I can think of anything else. .if not, I will choose the idea I’ve just thought of.

feeling down

Feeling extremely down.

Over the years I have suffered with some form of depression, I’m not ashamed of it or to say it, I feel people do need to be very open about it then maybe others can understand it more.

Postnatal depression was the first, thankfully not lasting too many years.

When I had my accident at work, 16 years ago and popped 5 discs, finding out I’d 5 degenerative discs in my lower back, followed by many many other health issues following on from my back injury, I was told I’d never be able to work again. At 34 years old, this became a very hard thing to accept. I was now disabled. I was treated terribly by my boss, who laughed at my injury, when I lost control my bladder she was hysterical. I think she believed I was putting it on, that my back hurt only a tiny bit, she had a bad back so I think she thought it was something and nothing, and as for my bladder, I do think she thought it was general leaking you get when you are older. Not a full out accident, I felt nothing of my bladder, until it became so full, I would wet myself. But I never knew it would happen or worse, where it would happen. Thankfully I had an operation a few years ago so I can now feel it.

But all this took a bad effect on me and I was back on anti-depressants, it took years before I could drive past where I worked, say its name, even longer to say my boss’s name. I’ve seen her twice in the 16 years since I left and each time I’ve wanted to punch her lights out, I see her smirk as I’m walking slowly, using a walking stick.

Now I just say, F**k You to myself, I’m better than her and I’ve still managed to have a great life. Which is only getting better.

I’ve not felt really down for quite a while, but I am still on my anti-depressant. 

This lockdown has slowly driven me up the wall. Having 16 weeks of lockdown, only going to the supermarket then to my parents or in-laws, I’m slowly going a bit mad.

I feel stressed, on edge, wanting to be f**ked, but couldn’t be bothered, wanting a play spanking but couldn’t be bothered. Food wasn’t interesting, not even chocolate, wasn’t bothered about having a drinkie, I was in an automatic state, get up, at stupid early morning hours, do my homework, do the housework, eat, vegetate in front of TV, eat, go to bed very early as I was falling asleep by 7pm.

Day in, day out.

Both Master and our son were working from home, but its become irritating, there are things I can’t do now, as it may disturb them. I can’t get in to tidy E’s bedroom. Now I know, he’s 20, he can do it himself, but as he works long days, I’m happy to do it, though I do nag him to tidy it up himself. All I’m doing is putting his clothes away or in the wash basket, bring down all his pots and empty his bin, so his room isn’t smelly. I guess I’m a soft mum and feel if I can do it, I will. I know he’s capable of doing it, as his girlfriend says he’s really tidy on holiday or when he stays at her house. And as I don’t work as such, my full-time job is a housewife, so this is one of my tasks. In truth, I don’t mind, even if I nag, he’s not gonna be living here forever, they’re saving for a house, So I will continue to do these little things for him. When I can get into his room. But Master has been saying he would like to work from home 4 days a week, something I said no to straight away. I love him dearly, to the moon and back but when he’s home he just loves to wind me up, then get E involved, it’s like their sole mission in life when home. I need that space for myself, to have the house to myself, not to hear them both talking whilst in meeting after meeting. I told Master I would start digging his grave if he began working from home permanently LOL. He just joked that I couldn’t dig the hole without his help, which is true. LOL. I’ve compromised and said 3 days at home, 2 days in the office if he can, that way our cleaner can come and hoover without worrying about disturbing him, and I get a full day of peace and quiet too. I thought the idea of him working from home would be ok at first, I’d see him more, it’s certainly made him seem more relaxed without the long travel to work and back, but he’s much busier when he’s home than in the office for some reason. But full time at home, no, no, no. What am I gonna do when he retires !!!!!

But I’m still tetchy, I know I’ve been grumpy with everyone, unfortunately I take it out more on Daddy which I hate and need to stop because it’s not fair. I feel my nerves on edge from the minute I’m up to going to bed,

The worry about this virus is affecting me mentally, worrying about my parents or inlaws catching it, about all the family catching it, I’ve not liked the idea of Daddy having to work but I know he has an essential job, exactly the same for Miss Adira. Master hasn’t left the house once since lockdown began, 16 weeks ago, even now as things opening up again neither him nor I have any intention of going out still. Master worries about me when I go to do the shopping, my immune system and resistance is very low due to all my health problems, and I can quickly pick something up and end up really sick for weeks. So this virus scares us both, I worry more about Mum and Mother-in-law, as their immune system is even worse, when they get sick, it’s months until they recover from it.

Then we’ve our lovely neighbours, single mum with 3 kids, now yes they’re reasonably polite, don’t swear at each other (yet) but the noise. The arguments, screaming, day and night, on a few occasions I’ve thought I should phone the police, Mum just lets the kids screech for hours, and I do mean hours. It’s not a cry out, just seems her youngest likes to screech all the time. The chance of a peaceful read in the garden has come to an end and as schools have been closed, you can tell the kids are bored, but Mum doesn’t do anything with them. She will gab over the garden fence to a family member, whilst kids go crazy. They used to climb on our fence all the time but I became a bear with a sore tooth, I was outside every few minutes for a few days to stop them climbing, making it sound like I was concerned about them coz if the fence breaks they will get hurt, I really am more bothered about our fence. But god, the noise, I’m trying to figure a way to say can you play a bit quieter, some days I can’t even hear the tv, they’re that loud. They play in the front and the back of the house, there’s no place for peace.

So lockdown/stay safe and sensible, it’s becoming a nightmare that isn’t ending. Then there’s the concern of a second round of the disease.  It’s like, will things ever improve.

Then my Miss Adira began saying she was going to set tasks to keep my mind occupied. I know she was worried about my mental state. The tasks would be fun things, it wasn’t a serious thing so if I didn’t get it all done, there would be no consequences, it was purely to keep my mind occupied and get out of the house. I will tell you about them in my next blog.

Monthly blog from Manho the Daddy.

June’s blog from Manho the Daddy….

Well peeps another month has passed us by and to be honest not much has happened, old Boris Johnson has lifted the old lock down a little, so in turn the good old public took the piss and in the few days of nice weather, they went in mass to the seaside causing many disruptions. 

The bike was serviced, however the mechanic said the brake and clutch fluid needed to be replaced, as this was not part of my service, I will have to rebook it in for July at some point. 

So the month has been rather boring with not much to say as I’ve been working and it seems now some of the lock down has been lifted and even more is to be lifted in July, we finally have a planned visit to see Little Minxs and Master at the beginning of July. Unfortunately it will be a social distance visit but nonetheless a visit any way. 

So looking forward to that, and it’s also Masters 111th birthday, so maybe there will be a chance to celebrate that with maybe a social distance visit as well.

So at the start of July, more things are being lifted, such as pubs and restaurants, so we shall see, as and when the bloody lock down is completely over or reintroduced…

A short blog this month peeps as there has been nothing of real interest to talk about.

Oooo just reminded myself on something, so me being shall we say short for my weight should of been taking medication for my gout and cholesterol, but ignorantly haven’t for at least a year, so anyhow about two weeks ago I had a massive gout attack and God it was bloody painful, the worst one ever. So rang my GP and requested a repeat prescription for my meds, called back a day later to see if they were ready and was advised I needed to speak with the Doctor, so I had a phone call later that day and he pretty much said I was broke and had to go for a full blood test. However he did prescribe my medication and have been taking them religiously, I promised both Piggy and Little Minxs that I would take my meds, as I did not want another bout of the gout, as this time it was awful….

Any how that’s pretty much me done for the month so until next month bye bye …..

June’s blog from Piggy/Miss Adira.

So, another boring month has passed again, now dependant on how you view things some form of normality is returning. In that pubs, restaurants and cinemas are opening. Now I can hear you say, but you’re a girl who hasn’t mentioned that the hairdressers are open, truthfully not really that bothered about that. I’m not your typical person who is really to bothered about getting my hair done every 6 weeks, so I’ll probably wait another month or so until the mad rush has died down.

Chatting to Aurora as I usually do throughout the day it was becoming apparent that the whole situation was beginning to get her down and I suppose a bit of boredom was setting and it was beginning to get her quite down. As like many people she does have quite an active social life, whether it be meeting me and her Daddy or going meeting friends for lunch or trips to the theatre. These have all had to be put on hold and a lot of things have had to be cancelled, so I began to start pondering what could I do to help ease this boredom.

An idea formed I could give her little tasks to do throughout the week, things to get her thinking or things that would get her out of the house. Keep her a bit more active or thinking about things she wouldn’t usually think about. I kept dropping hints that I was thinking of things, then I told her. I don’t think she could quite grasp what I was saying or wanting her to do. I then sent her a list of things that I wanted her to do that week. These included;

Finding 2 different kinds of post boxes, take a photo.

Find a funny street name, take a photo.

Take a picture of yourself by the street name.

When shopping find me something that you think I may like, but must cost £1 or less, take a photo.

To do me a cartoon sketch.

She seemed to enjoy doing these as she kinda asked if they could be something we could continue to do even when things return to normal.

We’ll see what I can think of for next week.

Got my butt spanked

Got my butt spanked last time as I accused Master of lying twice yesterday, he does not like to called a liar ever. As he never lies.

I couldn’t find 2 different things, thinking Master had moved them, to wind me up so I go looking for ages. They were actually where I left them.

Instead of asking him to help me look, or did he see where I put it, or just looking more, I told Master he musta done it. Unfortunately for me, I was wrong. And I deserved this spanking.

Master has now decided morning spankings will resume as he thinks I’m in need of it.

Last night I was bent over the bed whilst the Giant Devil walloped my ass.

This morning I was over his knee, whilst the Little Devil walloped my ass.

Miss Adira’s blog for May.

So guys what’s changed from last months blog, well a lot really

So, first of all, it was Aurora’s and my hubby’s birthdays in May, not much could be done for either of them really. Usually, myself and hubby go out for a meal and do something, due to current circumstances this can’t happen. He got a delivery a few days after his birthday, it was his gifts from his ‘little’ and his Master. I recorded it so that I could send it to our group chat as I knew his ‘little’ would want to see him open them, not so sure on Sir he’s not really into stuff like this. In a nutshell, he got a go-pro camera type thing from Master, apparently, they can now do “tubes” together plus it can be used as a camera when he is out and about on his bike for the day to day use. His ‘little’ had bought him some bags and whatnot for his bike, there is a proper name for them but I can’t spell for toffee, but they were things that he wanted because once we are free, he is planning some trips out with his fellow bikers and they give him more storage. There were two small boxes, had an idea what one of them may be so told him to open them last, one was a box of biscuits (guessing these were a little inside joke between them) then there was a chain, he had been mentioning on and off that he wanted one, so she got him one, this will be very special to him.

Then it was Aurora’s birthday a week or so later, I didn’t ask her what she wanted as I knew what I wanted to get her. She has no clue what she was getting or even whether she would get it on her birthday or if she would have to wait until we could see each other again. Now she has passed comments in the past about my forever roses that I have ( i have around 4 various different ones) and has admired them, various different styles. Therefore my idea was to buy her one for her birthday, now if you have looked at these there are hundreds of different styles plus god only knows how many different colours. Then as I was scrolling through them I saw the one that I thought was perfect, it was a little one in a love heart shape, now there were different colours, I was thinking what colour to get but when looking I thought it has to be red. I spoke with Sir to see if I could get it delivered to their house but address it to him and then could he hide it from Aurora, he said that he would, so I ordered it. I was really hoping that it would come when Aurora wasn’t home, but I wasn’t hopeful as due to this damn Covid thing she hasn’t been going out much, but luckily for me when I got the message, with the delivery date and time, she was going to be out shopping for her folks and in-laws. Her birthday came, and we then got a video message to our group chat, it was Aurora opening her present. She was opening my present, I could see that there was a really nice box in a love heart shape, she then opened and there was some more wrapping but with rose petals scattered in the box, then she got to the rose and I could see by her face that she really loved it and that she had no idea what she was getting, so although we didn’t see each other I’m kind of hoping that my little gift made a little bit more memorable but not for the wrong reasons.

Well, my gardening thus far has not been going well, I haven’t yet grown anything. My son has managed to grow some sunflowers, mine and his Dads didn’t, he was of course very chuffed with this and very vocal about it which was quite funny. I thought maybe I’d done something wrong so I thought I would start again and plant more seeds, I was looking at them daily, watering them as and when required. My son and I planted more sunflowers. Then this week it decided to go and be very windy and completely ruined and broke my brand new little greenhouse thing, all seeds gone, well I say all seeds, yep you’ve guessed it, out of the wreckage was my son’s sunflower, which up until that point, we hadn’t noticed it was growing. Now I am at a loss, nowhere to plant anything and lots of pots, compost and seeds. Well, for now, I was talking with Sir and during the conversation, we were saying I need something more solid, so Sir sent me some potting sheds and I have to say I am sold. Hubby not so much, as they are £500 but I could have a “girl cave” so I think this will take some talking into, but I really do want one…..so watch this space or should I say blog.

What’s happened in May.

My blog for May.

So May……..another month in lockdown……..well the first 2 weeks were……..now we are allowed a little more freedom. YIPPEE.  No longer in Lockdown, we are now in Stay Alert And Stay Safe. Meaning we are allowed to visit family, girlfriends/boyfriends, friends but if you do not live together, you still have to stay a safe 2 meters away from each other. Recommending people visit friends outside, in the garden or driveway, parks or beaches. Technically you cannot yet go visiting and go into someone else’s house. This is one rule I have kinda broken the law on, going into Mum and Dad’s house, though I wear a mask and gloves if I visit them, if the weather isn’t nice, it’s just not ideal for Mum to come outside. Unfortunately, she struggles to hear due to the mask muffling my voice, but I won’t go in without wearing them. I’ve not been in lockdown for over 8 weeks to slip up now.

But with this freedom, means the inconsiderate, ‘I can do what I like’ idiots doing more stupid things. Bank Holiday Monday, yesterday, a beautiful day, E went shopping for me and had a drive, Formby and Ainsdale were gridlocked, people driving to the beach. Parking anywhere, even though the police closed the main road to Ainsdale beach, people chose to park on pavements, the roundabout, on double yellow lines. My mother-in-law said someone knocked on a neighbors door to ask if they could park in their drive. They were told not to politely told to F**k Off. Then in town, cafes opened, putting tables and chairs outside, next to each other. The cafe owners should be fined for this. People just sitting side by side, as if there was no such thing of this Covid19 killer disease. I know people want life to get back to normal, if normal will ever be the same again, I want the freedom again, go out for a meal, go to the theatre, cinema, meet my theatre girls and most importantly, meet up properly with Daddy and Miss Adira. But I won’t until we are allowed and even then, I will still be very cautious and probably will still wear a mask for a long time after. My health is poor, Mums and my Mother-in-law’s health is even worse, so I will not put any of us at risk. Nevermind the rest of the family. I doubt cinemas, theatres or pubs, restaurants will open until late on in the year, but I won’t be going, there’s no way you can be a safe distance away from each other. Maybe I’m paranoid, maybe I’m taking it too over seriously, I don’t know. Yes, you can go shopping without masks and gloves, trying to stay away from other people but I’d rather have that extra security blanket.

Anyway, enough of this darn Covid19.

What else has happened this month?

Firstly it was Daddy’s birthday, and it was horrible knowing we couldn’t go and see him, can’t celebrate as we would normally. Even worse, the presents he had asked for, was arriving after his birthday. Even though I’d ordered them early. I was being a bit hypocritical to myself, I didn’t want Daddy to buy a new motorbike, and I will admit I wasn’t best impressed when he told me he had bought himself a new one. So when he asked for things for his bike, I suppose I shudda said no, I’m not buying anything for that thing I don’t like. But seeing how chuffed he was with it, almost like he had got his mojo back, how could I refuse to see him this happy. All I ask is for Daddy to tell me when he’s home safe and well. So I bought him 2 things for his bike, a Tank Saddle Bag and Panniers. Ages ago, he found a silver chain he liked for himself, but he had said don’t buy that, the 2 things for my bike is enough. But I surprised him and bought it, he was made up. But they arrived a week after his birthday. I picked a nice card for him, which at least arrived on time and he loved it. Wrapped his presents, along with Masters present, boxed it up, and posted it to Daddy. So a few days later he came home from work to find a big box just for him. So it was a bit like he was having a second birthday. Miss Adira videoed him opening his presents, which was really nice, at least we were able to enjoy that.

Then a week later, it was my birthday. I’m now into the second half of a century, OMG, 51, so old. But at least I don’t feel 51 in my head, in my body I’m about 91 LOL. 

The day before, Master gave me a box, telling me I had to open it now, even though it was a day early. I usually have a strict rule that no one opens presents before their birthday. But Daddy had also told me I had to open this there and then. Master videoed it to send to Daddy and Miss Adira. It was a difficult box to open and I soon realised why. There was a card, with flowers inside it. The card was made of a plastic sort of material, in the shape of a box, with a window, revealing real flowers, inside the box was a little oasis, to put the water. I have never seen anything look so pretty, I missed giving Daddy a big thank you hug. 

My Birthday was on the Thursday, the Monday before was when the government changed the Lockdown to Stay Safe And Stay Sensible. So in the morning, Dad phoned, asking if I was coming to see them, I wasn’t actually planning on going but I knew they would want to see me, so I got myself ready then drove to see Mum and Dad, I messaged my in-laws first, asking if they wanted me to come to them as they only live around the corner from Mum’s, they said no, they fancied a drive so would be around later that day. 

Two carers were visiting Mum, from the centre she normally goes to on a Tuesday and Thursday, for Dementia/Alzheimer sufferers, as it’s closed due to Lockdown, giving Dad a bit of a break as he has found the lockdown hard. It was nice actually because the carers plus Mum and Dad all sang Happy Birthday when I arrived. I stayed for an hour or two, then headed home. Both Master and E were working from home so I didn’t see much of them. Soon my in-laws came round so we had a long chat over the garden fence, Master came down for a break and join in on the chat. About 4 pm, E’s girlfriend, I, came round with flowers and choccie, she knows how to win my heart, the two of them had given me money, so I’ve bought a Pandora bracelet. Master and E came outside and we all chatted with her, God I miss this girl, she is so so lovely, and I do class her as my daughter. She always makes me laugh and smile, we can chat for hours, I feel very lucky E has found such a wonderful girl. Then it was time for the birthday dinner, steak, chips and salad, made by my talented chef, Master.

A bit before this though, Daddy had an idea, Miss Adira was finishing work a bit early, so he wondered if they could drive over to see me, he said he can’t not see me and now the law changed it meant you were allowed to travel a little, so it was okay. So after dinner, Daddy and Miss Adira came round, again just chatting over the garden fence. It was torturous not being able to say hi, thank you, miss you, Happy Birthday (for Daddy) with a hug and a kiss, just hold them, feel them touching me. I don’t know if this was worse than actually not seeing them. It was like, there’s your new toy, but you can’t have it or play with it. Now Daddy is paying for a new tattoo for my birthday, but he bought me a present as well. I knew what it was, just didn’t know which one. I wanted to begin collecting these Funko Pops, Miss Adira has loads of them, E has started collecting them too. I was a big big fan of Steve Irwin, I’m fascinated with alligators, crocodiles and snakes and what he did was just wild, (if I live again, I’d love a job like his.) Ages ago Master showed me these Pops of him, one holding a croc, one holding a turtle. I really wanted the croc, but Daddy had managed to get both. Saying the turtle one was the most difficult one to get. I loved them, think I’ve got the perfect place for them where I can add to them, so I really was made up.

Now Miss Adira had posted something to me early, telling Master to keep hold of it until my big day. I had no clue about this or what it was, she hadn’t asked me what I wanted so it was a complete mystery. Master videoed me opening another tricky box. Inside was a beautifully shaped heart box, I was still flummoxed as I fought with this darn box. (I am one of these people that open things carefully, looking at everything LOL) I got it open, seeing some dried red rose petals against black tissue paper. Pulling it all out carefully, I found this beautiful red rose. It was a Forever Rose, just beginning to bloom. Somehow the rose had been shaped into a heart, it had sparkles over it, encased inside a glass dome. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Miss Adira has some of these from their son, I always admire them, for once I was speechless. It was priceless and went straight onto the mantlepiece next to the other one she had bought me for Xmas. Right next to my card/flowers and their photo.

When they came to see me, I showed Miss Adira the rose, as she had bought it online, she said it took a long long time to choose this one, the shape, the colour, and sparkles were just perfect for me. God, I wanted to hug her tightly, hug both of them tightly. Seeing them, face to face, finished my day perfectly, we chatted for well over an hour before they said their goodbyes. It really has been a special day, even if it wasn’t what we would normally do. We can celebrate properly when we are allowed to visit and play.

Miss Adira’s blog for April.

Piggies Blog for the Lockdown

Well what’s been happening since my last blog. All I can say is the world has gone crazy..queuing to get your weekly shopping, children can’t go to school, can’t travel to see friends or family and should only leave the house for essentials.  Therefore life has pretty much come to a halt.

When everything first went tits up, I was originally still in work but I was only working 2 to 3 days a week so I wondered what I could do with all this new free time. We’ve been in our house now for around 6 years and since moving in, I wanted to do something with both the front garden and back garden, perfect opportunity I thought to start to do some work and beginning this little task. Well it was a good idea, only managed a week on these short shifts before I was called back into work for days and full shift. Work has now slowed down but not stopped.

What have I been doing, I thought I would start with something easy as I wanted to grow things from seed, so far I’ve tried to grow some herbs, tomatoes and flowers. Until today, I was having no luck. I went into my little greenhouse to check on my seedlings, and three have begun to sprout. I checked which pot it was, and it was the sun flowers that I had planted, so it would appear that I could grow some things. The trouble is, can I keep them growing and see them through to being an actual Sunflower.

The rest of the things that I have grown have not been so lucky, no herbs, no flowers. I think I drowned them, so I have planted some more herbs to see if I can have better luck, I will keep you posted on my progress and whether or not I have better luck the second time around.

I have made some planters for the front and back garden, in these planters I have planted various trees, shrubs and flowers. Currently these are doing well, my plan with these is to let them establish within the planters and then to ask Sir to build, well I say ask, I actually mean, remind Sir that he said that he would build me some bigger planters for the back garden. There are other things that I want, like a potting table, bigger greenhouse thing, BBQ area an a fire pit to name but a few. Now these maybe grand ideas seeing as myself and hubby are not very creative or good with our hands, well in a creative building kinda way anyway. So I’ll just have to see what everything looks like this time next year, or may be sooner if we don’t get any type of freedom soon…

Take care everyone and I’ll see you all next month

April’s blog from Daddy.

Manho belated blog for April…

Well again, I am a little late with April’s blog, can’t really blame the woohoo flu, as to be honest I have had the time to write it, however, due to the shite in what is happening in the world at this moment in time, I just couldn’t think of anything to write about. 

So Little Minx’s had reminded me at the beginning of May, regarding my blog and I had explained that I could not think of anything to write, as we have been on lockdown for all of April and I’ve pretty much done nothing, bar go into work, as I and Piggy are classed as key workers and unfortunately our jobs cannot be done from home. Now again Little Minx’s had passed comment this morning in front of Master, asking if I had done my blog. Knowing full well that I hadn’t, so Master piped up saying no Blogs from Manho or Piggy and subsequently set us both a punishment for lateness of blogs and we have to pick each other’s punishment, so that’s me screwed as Piggy can be quite evils.

So I am here, now writing a brief blog on a Friday morning on the 8th May at 0900 in the kitchen, listening to music and pondering on what to put, the only interesting thing I did in April was buy a new Motorcycle, much to the disgust of Little Minx’s, as she has not wanted me to obtain another motorcycle. However, the biker in me was pinning for a new motorcycle and I was trolling the old inter web and had seen a few in which they would deliver the bike to my door, now the issue is not being able to see the motorcycle and be able to test ride it as well, so pretty much sold as seen with potentially a lot of underlying issues, which is not what I wanted at all, so back onto the inter web and just had a look see at a bike shop which was two minutes from where I lived, just to see what he had in stock and noticed he had a very nice Honda VTR1000. Now I really like these bikes, a sporty seating position but not as aggressive. Little Minx’s was worried, as I have issues with my fingers and wrist when riding the last bike, so I was looking for a bike which would be comfortable to ride long distances with, so I rang the shop up as they were still doing MOT and servicing and they said if I went down they would bring it out and let me look. So I went down and as they had said, it was out of the front, so I had a look, started her up and sat on her and oooo I like this I thought. Now it was my mission to convince Piggy as she wanted me to get a cruiser style bike as she really enjoys riding on the back of that style of bike but I did really like this bike, so I rang Piggy up, who was at work and she said she wanted to see it first. So I said ok, picked Piggy up from work drove to the shop and when she saw the bike I could tell she was not impressed in any shape or form, ”It’s no different from the other bike,” she said, “Yes it is, it’s bigger for a start and comfortable to sit on,” I told her. She was not impressed at all and pretty much said do what you want. So this man in me put the deposit down on it and said I would collect the bike on Friday, in 2 days’ time. We got home and Piggy was in a slight bad mood, saying she would not get on the back of the bike as she did not like riding on that style of bikes. Later in the evening she had calmed down and was talking more and I know for her it wasn’t her cup of tea, however I’m riding the bike and felt very comfortable on it and riding it is brilliant, just snuggled into it and away we go and absolutely no issues with hands, or wrist at all…bonus.

Now I need to apologise to Master for this late blog and promise Mays blog will be sent without any reminders, promise…

Daddy’s book. Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s book. Rayanna the very naughty mouse.

Chapter 11.

Diago entered the office, Rayanna was still stood in the corner, he cleared the office desk then got the key out of a drawer to open the cupboard. He pulled out the school strap, loopy, high impact cane and the lash, then picked the lexan too. Putting them on top of the cupboard, he pulled out the small stool and placed it in front of the office chair.

“Rayanna come here, take your shorts and panties off, fold them neatly on the chair over there then sit on this stool. Now !” He ordered. Rayanna slowly did as she was told, pulling her shorts down she folded them neatly, then slowly did the same with her panties. Before going to sit on the stool. She stretched her legs out, her body slumped as she folded her arms. “Young lady, put your legs together, knees up and hands on your knees, like you would do sitting on a chair.” Diago ordered. Rayanna threw him a filthy look but did as she was told. Defiantly, she sat and stared at him.

“I honestly don’t know what to say to you, there I am, sat with my friends when I get this phone call to tell me you’ve been shoplifting. I felt ashamed of you, embarrassed as all my mates listened to what PC Splintier told me. How could you do something like that, Pappa and Mamma have brought you up properly, you know right from wrong, did Suquie lead you on ? Did she ? Not that that’s any consolation because you know it’s wrong, it’s against the law to steal. And you know that. Nevermind stealing £200 from Pappa’s office. You’re not even allowed in here.” The lecture continued as Rayanna switched off, closed her ears to the droning as it went on and on and on, just making the appropriate noises to show she was listening, or not. The one thing she repeatedly said was she was not encouraged, told to, made to steal by Suquie. She had watched Suquie steal a lipstick so she had copied it. She wasn’t going to get Suquie into more trouble. She was her best friend and best friends do not rat on each other.

Diago could tell she was not listening, there was no remorse, no sign of feeling guilty, just defiance. “Stand up and bend over the desk. I will tell you that Pappa has told me to punish you as he would and will. And he has told me to ensure you won’t sit down for at least a week. Regardless of the bruises and state your backside is in now.” This piece of information shocked Rayanna as she stopped in her tracks. “No, you can’t do that and what you mean would and will?” She whined. “Oh I can and I am as Pappa has told me too. And the would / will…….well you don’t think Pappa is not going to punish you and I’m sure Cara will have something to say too. For now I am to punish you as if you were my daughter, now BEND OVER.” He ordered, loudly. He grabbed her ear and pushed her down over the front of the desk. “You move, I will tie you to the desk. Hold your tail.” Rayanna’s hands just reached the edge of the desk and her feet were on their tiptoes. Diago walked around to see the state of Rayanna’s bottom, it was already full of purple bruises so he went over to get some cream and rubbed some over her cheeks. Feeling her flinch at his touch.

Taking a towel out of the cupboard, he dried his hands and went over to pick up the strap and the lecturing began once more. During this time, her ass was getting a beating. Diago pounded her backside and legs, just as his father told him too. Rayanna was struggling to control herself, gripping the edge of the desk, her legs wobbled as she bit her lip to stop the tears from flowing. 

More cream was applied giving Rayanna a chance to breath and try to relax but not for long. She saw the loopy before the first strike and began to plead with Diago, please don’t use that. But her pleading fell on deaf ears, in the end she began to roll away from the strikes. 

“Right I told you what will happen if you move.” He bent down, grabbed one leg and locked her ankle to the foot of the desk with handcuffs. Rayanna had no idea where the cuffs came from, he hadn’t had them in his hand but there he was on the other leg, she could not move her legs at all, Only the tip of her big toe actually touched the floor, then he grabbed a wrist and that was quickly locked to an iron ring at the front of the desk. Repeating the same to her other arm. There was no possibility of her moving anywhere.

“Now 1 thing I cannot believe with this whole situation about you shoplifting is, this was your first try at it, or so you say, now I imagine if you were trying it for the first time, you’d be nervous, so for example, if it was me, I’d be shitting myself so may steal 1 or 2 things but you, you steal 26 items. Were you feeling so cocky you couldn’t be caught or have you stolen in the past ?” Diago asked as he continued to lecture her. “I’m waiting for an answer Rayanna!” He coldly said before whipping her with the loopy. Rayanna screeched out in pain, trying to answer between crying and coughing. He went to the mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, lifting it to her mouth carefully, she gulped it down. “Slowly, Ray, don’t choke.” He wiped her hair away from her face and sat down so they could look at each other face to face. “So…….” He waited patiently. “W….w…..when me an Suq was about 9 we took some sweets from the sweet shop but it was no more than 3 times and we only took 1 sweet. I never even thought about it again coz I felt so guilty bout it, Today Suq told me she has been stealing stuff for a few years, I was gobsmacked D, I mean I’m with her all the time but she’s never told me, I’ve never seen her do it before today. She’s had new stuff but she gets pocket money like I do plus earns extra doing jobs so I just presumed she’d paid for it. I didn’t realise I’d took so much, we just went from shop to shop, I put the odd thing in, I honestly had no idea it was so much an I’ve no idea how she stole some clothes. Most stuff has alarms on ‘em.” Diago studied her sister’s face whilst she spoke to him and he thought, felt she was telling him the truth.

“Okay well 26 items is a hell of a lot. I may not be so mad with you if it had been 2 or 3 and I’m sure Pappa will say the same thing. You know I’ve had to tell him, you know you will be punished by him but more importantly you will have to gain his trust again. There’s no question that me, Cara, who by the way doesn’t know what has happened yet, but me, Cara, Mamma and Pappa, we are going to be watching you like a hawk. You’ve lied to me, Cara and you’ve disappointed us and Pops and Mamma. You will not be left alone again for a long, long time. So 26 items, this will equal 26 swats with loopy, the high impact cane then the lexan. I want you to count, 1 It is wrong to steal, I will never steal again. Do you understand ?” Diago’s voice seemed to boom at her yet she knew he wasn’t shouting. All Rayanna heard was 26 with those evil implements. “Yes Sir,” she replied, her voice tiny.

When Diago began, Rayanna tried her hardest not to cry out, the pain was the worst she had ever felt, her bottom was already covered in purple bruises before this new punishment began, she had to dig deep inside herself to deal with it. But by the time he was half way with the loopy, her tears fell freely, betraying her determination not to cry. She had made a few mistakes with counting the strokes but luckily Diago let her off, usually her father would give you an extra stroke for getting it wrong. She certainly didn’t believe it was because he was slightly softer than Pappa. 

And she was not wrong, when he changed to the cane, he said, “You had better count properly this time because you will get an extra stroke for each wrong number.” 

The first stroke took her breath away, straight across her sit spot, catching her happy spot too. Quickly she counted, saying the correct thing, as the cane repeated its severe assault off the same area. Rayanna began to scream, sob and shake but she did well getting through the 26 with only 1 wrong count. There were now deep welts over her cheeks, welts over her legs, many of them bleeding now. Diago wasn’t surprised she began to bleed so quickly after the amount of punishments she had had over the last 2 months. He hoped Cara would not want to physically punish her too tomorrow, but that was up to her.

Diago gave Rayanna some water, wiped her face giving her time to calm down again. “It’s nearly over Ray, you’re being a good girl and taking your punishment well. Continue this please.” He told her gently. Unfortunately, this only made her mad, her defiance began to stew inside her, feeling that Diago was treating her like a little girl. This defiance came out in her voice as she counted the strokes with that evil lexan paddle. And Diago heard it immediately. The lexan came down harder, still her voice sounded more defiant, she hadn’t screamed, cried out, and not a single tear was shed. Christ she is one tough kid, he thought to himself. He swatted her across one leg, the edge of the paddle hit her happy spot, this made Rayanna whimper, so he hit her on the alternate side, repeated this for 10 strokes, still her defiance hadn’t dissipated. Her hands fisted, he could see her gritting her teeth, a look of determination shocked him, after all this spanking she was still fighting it. There was not 1 wrong count during this set of 26 as she lay across Pappa’s desk, “Can you untie me now?” She said, the brazenness in her voice, her expression shocked him but made him mad.

He hoped he wouldn’t need to get the lash but now, seeing her insolence, he was going to. He grabbed some scissors out of a drawer in the desk, went round and cut her shirt away. Rayanna screeched at her brother, cursing and yelling, “If you’re going to pretend to be a tough girl, acting like an adult, you can have a whipping like an adult would, like Mamma would, maybe then you will realise you are still a little girl Rayanna. Take that insolent look of your face right now and if you curse at me once more you will get a soaping too.” 

Diago walked to the cupboard and picked out the lash, he’d used it a couple of times with an ex-girlfriend but he wasn’t experienced in it. Either way, he would use it and show her what happens when she continues to be so defiant. He started off by lecturing her once more, his stern  voice seemed to be getting through to her, that and the fear of his lash thing Diago talked about. 

Holding the end of the lash, Diago whipped it across her back, Rayanna screamed, it’s tongue tore at her sides, catching her breasts. The sharpness shocked Rayanna, making her gasp for air, her fingers stretched out wide as she clenched her body. Diago continued to whip her, 10 on the left side, 10 on the right side. The edge of the lash caused welts, some cut her skin, breaking it and making her bleed. But he was relentless until he saw the defiance dissolve, her body gave way to the onslaught, slumping over the desk, Ray’s tears began to fall and she sobbed, harsh, deep, guttural sounds came from her throat. Diago stopped immediately, and unlocked all the cuffs but Rayanna stayed over the desk, all anger had subsided and she just lay, collapsed, unable to move.

Carefully Diago lifted her into his arms and carried her to her bedroom. She clung to him, crying into his shirt. He could feel it was already wet from her tears, slobber and probably snot. Normally he would be grossed out by this but now, he wasn’t bothered. He gently lay her on the bed, “I’m just going to get a bowl of water to clean you up. Okay ?” he quietly said, Rayanna nodded. Quickly he was back, warm water and a sponge were put on the floor, along with a towel, a tub of cream and a box of plasters. Very carefully he washed her bottom, legs and back, gently patting her dry, there were some cuts that required plasters, then he rubbed some cream in as gently as he could.

“You will need a few days rest Ray, so I do not want you to leave the room unless you need the bathroom. Cara and I will look after you until Mamma’s home, we will bring you your meals. But you will have work to do whilst you are resting.  I want 1000 lines written, I will bring you your notebook and pencil and I will write the sentence down I want you to write. But I want these written whilst you are in bed. No tv at all but you may listen to the radio or put your own music on. I will make you something to eat now, then I want you to go to sleep.” He kissed Rayanna’s head then left the room. Rayanna burst into tears again, this had truly been the worst punishment she had ever received. She was dreading seeing Cara tomorrow and the thought of seeing her Mamma and Pappa made her feel sick. Her thoughts went on to Suquie, how was she ? has she been punished as hard as she had ? She just wanted to see her or speak to her. 

After a few minutes Diago returned with a tray of food. He’d made her cheese and ham sandwiches, a tangerine already peeled for her, a banana, a cereal bar and a big glass of milk. He had also put on the tray a cheese and nut snack box that Rayanna liked. It had cubes of cheese on one side then the other side had barbecued flavour peanuts. Taking a stool from the kitchen, he put it next to her bed and placed the tray on top of it. Rayanna wouldn’t need to move much to reach her meal. “I expect all this to be eaten, Rayanna before you go to sleep. You may read your book, here’s your kindle. He left the room for a moment before returning with a new notebook and pencil. He sat at her dressing table and wrote the sentence he wanted her to write. 

‘I will not steal, I know it is wrong and more importantly I know it is illegal. I have disappointed Mamma and Pappa, Cara and Diago  and I am very sorry.’

“1000 lines writing this sentence whilst you are on bedrest. Neatest handwriting please. Eat your dinner then go to sleep. I will be back to check on you later.” Diago told her before leaving the room, keeping the door slightly ajar.