Miss Adira’s task / punishment task

Miss Adira’s task / punishment task.

So you know now that origami has become a typical punishment for me. Depending on the misdemeanour, Miss Adira may include other things  in the punishment, like doing lines on the paper first, then do the origami . She is loving going through YouTube to see what she could get me to do.

Her idea is, she eventually wants a farm. This will include a solid base, paper mache to design the floor, small hills, slopes, fields for the origami animals. And buildings,out houses and farm house.

Now I was given a punishment earlier this week, for what I can’t remember and I can’t find a mention of it in Whatsapp, but she told me what it was on Thursday. I was a bit flabbergasted at it, but all I know is I’ve told her she’s banned from watching Youtube. Lol, like I can actually ban her to do anything.

Anyway, this weeks task is to build a house out of matchsticks, real ones not the arty sort. So she had spent the week looking through YouTube to decide which house I was to copy. Yes I mean a particular house she has chosen for her farmyard. She giggled her evil giggle, knowing my reaction would be shock, telling her to fudge off, ( no I’m not that stupid ) maybe saying No Way. Throwing her evil looks, speechless really, as I thought about the task ahead. She will be showing me the house YouTube clip today, providing me with matchsticks, I’ve got PVA glue already and now I’ve got paint to paint it. I did ask if she wanted me to buy some art sticks but she said she wanted real matchsticks. I said the nobbily bit  at the end will make it difficult to make the lines straight. “I know,” She said with her evil voice, evil giggle, rubbing her hands together. I think she knows I’m going to get very very frustrated by this task.

I don’t know how long I’ve got to complete this task, but I will let you know.  

Our first week as Domme/sub.

Our first week as Domme/sub.

It’s been a really good week in our new dynamic, I had been really good following my tasks, making sure everything was getting done. New tasks were added, more maths homework to help with the maths I do with Daddy and I now do spellings a week. Midweek I have a mock test for each subject, Miss Adira marks it and makes a note so when I have my proper test at the weekend, I should get a better mark.

Only when I was talking to my good friend LittleM, who is in a Daddy/little, Mummy/little dynamic, did I think of another rule she may do. And that was to eat healthily, properly and follow fitness pal. LittleM’s new Mummy had just done a new rule about how many sweeties she is allowed a day. She went mad as she was only allowed 3.

Having this run around my head, I decided to ask if Miss Adira was going to monitor my snacks, choccie and sweets. She said “Funny you should mention that, I was going to make it a rule in the near future”, I spluttered, “Are you gonna stop me choccie?” horrified at the thought. “No, maybe limit treats, then if you’ve had good meals and drunk your water then you could have a treat”. She told me. “You’re gonna check my water too?”  I gasped. “You got me started……”she said. Stroppily I replied, “Do I get a say in this?”

This is where Miss Adira is good with words, she replied, “I’m kinda hoping you do….and it goes something like……Yes Miss Adira I will eat more regular, fill in fitness pal and evidence that I’m drinking enough water…….Thank you Miss Adira for then saying if I do this I can have some sweet treats.”

“I…….I…….uuuggghhhhh” I replied. This I’m learning is not the correct response.

“I’m waiting. You have until 14.00…….. to say what I’m waiting for….” She told me. I still refused to say what I knew she was wanting.

A 14.00, she messaged “Really !!!!!! Ignoring me now. Not advisable.” She warned. “I’m not ignoring you.” I told her.

“Well I’ve not had a reply and it was time sensitive…..”She replied back. Sulkily I said “I’ve not done a reply coz I’m in a mood about it.” “Ah okay…..well this next bit is really gonna solidify this mood. I want you to go upstairs and write on your body “I will not sulk at Miss Adira” from your boobs down to your knees. Then go downstairs, get 3 ice cubes and put them up your bottom and stand in the corner for 20 minutes in your pose…….then take pictures and share them with your Master and Daddy explaining what you have done to upset me. Oh you have to pose naked And the writing is to be in permanent marker.” I groaned in my head but still went and did it.

Once I had done my punishment I felt more open to talk about starting a healthy living plan. Miss Adira didn’t understand why I kicked off, I’ve said before I wanted to lose weight, but Miss Adira never said healthy meals, she just wants me to eat regularly, which I do, drink more water and have my sweetie/choccies intake monitored, but she never said no treats at all.

I asked “Is this to go in the rules and tasks?” she said “Yes” . This will include a weekly weigh-in on a Monday. Ideally she wants me to drink at least 2 bottles of water, I’ve measured my cup and it takes 250ml of water so my coffee intake will be included as its decaffeinated. But she still wants me to drink at least 2 bottles of water. She said she will reinforce this rule by making sure 1 bottle is drunk before lunch and 1 before dinner or I may find myself drinking someone’s wee instead. Guess I’m gonna have to try harder with this rule.

Miss Adira wanted to understand what peeved me about this whole thing, I said “Just being told to start better eating, and told to drink more”. She said “Is it not the fact that I’ll be monitoring it and that means you will have to try harder than you usually would.” ( Oh she knows me so well. ) “Probably a bit of that”, I said.

We then changed the topic, my punishment was done, Master found it very amusing then later that day I apologised to her.

That day she chose my 10 spellings to learn and also said I had my 3 times table to learn. I would have mock tests Wednesday and Thursday then the proper tests on Saturday and Sunday. This weeks are relatively easy but I’m to write the words out on 2 lines and write my times table 9 times. My first mock tests went really well, I got them all right. Next week Miss Adira said she would give me much harder words to learn.

After only a few days in this dynamic, it just feels so natural and I love being more involved with Miss Adira. She’s very dominant, and when we did my mock tests, she was sat in her office at work, wearing a shirt and tie, I really felt my submissive side as I did my test. And I loved it.

We discussed the punishment she gave me from the day before, she wanted to know if it was too soft….too harsh……not what you expected. I told her “It was exactly how I thought it would be”. Miss Adira said “There wudda been more but I decided at it was your first infringement I wouldn’t be too strict”.

We were going to have our first day together on Friday and I can’t wait. It will be just a nice gentle day, watching a film, having cuddles, maybe a play, maybe a fun spanking, if I’m a good girl.

Unfortunately my sleep pattern fell to pieces again because I started to wake up at 2am, and what happens when I’m tired….I get moody, grumpy and bratty. Miss Adira had been sending me for naps every day but even though I was nodding off downstairs, by the time I went to bed I was awake again. But if I’d stayed on the settee I wouldn’t of slept either.

On the Tuesday Miss Adira told me I had to have an early night, bed at 8pm. I wasn’t happy with this and I hadn’t had chance for a nap. I repeatedly asked if I had to go to bed early, she video called me to ‘discuss’ my bedtime. She told me I could stay up BUT if I started to nod off or I decide to go to bed early then I will be going to bed at 7.30pm for the rest of the week. (She didn’t think I’d be able to stay up). She said, have a chat with Daddy whilst your thinking about it but I want an answer. Daddy then decided to just set a 7.30pm bedtime. Miss Adira said to him, “You can’t override my decision?” “Oh I can, I’m her Daddy, she’s been up since 2am, she’s had no nap so she’s going to bed at 7.30pm.” looking at me, I knew I had no choice but I wasn’t happy.

But, this little incident turned me on, I loved the fact that

Daddy decided to override Miss Adira, that’s how it should be but it was just so sexy, so hot to hear him say I can override your decision because I’m her Daddy.

So that was it, 7.30pm bedtime. During the day I’d been chatting with our spanko friends and I disrespected Miss Adira. Instead of writing Miss Adira, I just called her she. Which sounded really awful, when I looked back at the sent message. I felt really guilty so I confessed.

Much to my surprise her reaction wasn’t what I expected. I thought she was going to Skype or video call me as soon as she read the message, and really tell me off. Instead she firstly appreciated my acknowledgement that I was disrespectful, as she knows I get like this when I’m tired. But then she told me, “This was something I would not tolerate especially when it’s down to tiredness, yet when I try to give you an early night you just strop about it”. But she decided I needed some contemplation time to think about how I should respect my Miss, even if I’m in a grump. “So I want you to have 30 minutes contemplation time, once, dressed before lunch and once, naked before dinner, until Friday. Sitting on your stool, no TV, no music, no tablet, no distraction. I want you to think about how you should respect Miss Adira and how I only do things for your wellbeing and to ensure you are the best you can be.”

A few days later I was chatting with DaddyW, our spanko friends from across the pond, he told me to tell Miss Adira that she needed to be much stricter with me, I never told her until he asked if I had, when I said no he said, “Well I suggest you go and tell her”. I immediately did as I was told. Miss Adira asked “Why would he say this?” I said “He knows me very well, and known me for a good few years. He knows I need very strict discipline, rules, tasks and love”. “Ahhhh right okay” she said, thinking about what I’d said.

Miss Adira and I chat everyday whilst she is at work, she checks what I’m doing and how much water I drink. On the mention of water I replied “Uurrrrrrrr you’re frustrating”.  Miss Adira was not impressed with this comment. “Drink some water NOW”. She told me, her voice had changed, a sharp sternness was there. Yet she replied, telling me she was laughing. Then I got this…….

“5 pages front and back, saying Miss Adira is not frustrating…… by 9.22am tomorrow.” As usual I argued about it, asking why. She told me, “I simply told you to drink water because you’re dehydrated not hungry.” I sulked for a while, deliberately doing other things. Miss Adira was waiting for the appropriate reply, which was not gonna come for a few minutes coz my stubborn head wouldn’t let me.  “Do I need to put a timer on?” she asked. “What for?” I said. “Waiting for this”, she said highlighting the appropriate comment. I wasn’t sure what the timer had to do with it but I was sure it would be something unpleasant for me, so I gave in and said “Yes Miss Adira”. “Now let’s think about your bedtime tonight, I think 8pm today”. She told me. “Yes Miss Adira”, I replied again. Thinking there’s no point to arguing or moaning about it.

That evening I sat writing my 5 pages of lines, I wanted to get as much done as possible so in the morning there wasn’t loads left to do. I’ve decided I need to think before I speak or type messages. Miss Adira had shown me the correct meaning of frustrating, which implied the ideas were annoying and she made me angry,  this was far more disrespectful than referring to her as ‘she’. But I’d never be angry with her, Master or Daddy, I was just peeved. I think I’m going to have to think before I speak in future.

The next day I’d got all my homework done early as I was up at 2am. I needed to go to town for a few things then go to Tesco to get some groceries, whilst I was in Tesco I received another message. “Forgot to say, lines by same time tomorrow, so 9.22am”. “Eh what lines ?” I asked. “Please turn your notebook upside down and write Miss Adira is kind, caring and loving, in colour please”. I stopped dead when I read this, I chuckled and smiled, I knew this wasn’t the end. “You want me to turn the pad upside down, and write that in the space that’s left on the lines, what all 5 pages again ? I……….” I stopped talking and just sent…I will keep my mouth shut emojis. “Thank you Aurora”. She replied.

Chuckling, shaking my head I had nearly finished my shopping but my back was killing me. I wanted to take a picture of something to make Miss Adira smile. I headed to the cucumbers, picked one with a very wide girth then took a selfie holding it. I wrote on the picture, what should I do with this ? Then sent it to Miss Adira. By the time I was home, I could hardly move.

I asked Miss Adira if I had to do my contemplation time, thankfully she said no but add a day to the sentence. “So none today. But you’re here tomorrow.” I told her. “I’ll say do Monday and Tuesday next week then that will cover all the days you are owed”. She said. “Yes Miss Adira”. I told her.

I’d had a burning question I’d wanted to ask for a few days but kept chickening out. “Can I ask 2 questions please?” I asked  “Could I have my cuddily with me when I see you and could I have her when you spank me?” “Why would you like your cuddily with you then?” Miss Adira asked. “Comfort when you spank me whether it’s fun or punishment.  I just want my cuddily with us”. I explained. “I’m happy for you to have your cuddily”, she told me. “Thank you Miss Adira, it’s funny I feel my little coming out with you. I like that.” I told her. “Do you think its coz I’m more strict ? I like the soft tender moments, you lying on my lap, me brushing your hair, or cuddle times”. She told me.

I think Miss Adira will be my mummy/teacher/Domme in one. Though neither of us want her to be a mummy, but a bit of all 3 would be good, I like that idea a lot. We were both looking forward to our first spanking session too.

Later that evening she messaged me, “So I’d like a video of you playing with the cucumber. I want it sent to me as I leave the house to come to your’s tomorrow.” She told me. “Yes Miss Adira,” I replied.

I wonder what tomorrow will be like, I cant wait.

New story for Miss Adira.

Friday 15th March.

Miss Adira put in my tasks to write either an erotic story or poem, to be sent to her by Friday 6pm. I decided to write a story, based on a Domme/sub dynamic as I’ve never done this before. I now try to write 1 A4 side a day. Miss Adira has told me to post it daily so here’s what I’ve written so far. There’s no title yet, I’ve asked Miss Adira to choose one. I picked Dakota’s name because that was one of the names we liked when choosing Miss Adira’s name and Stephie seemed like a cute submissive name. Please let me know your thoughts or ideas on continuing the story, it’s something I really enjoy doing and keeps my mind occupied and away from my chronic pain.

Chapter 1.

Stephie strained her ears, trying so hard to hear her but the music playing in her headphones prevented to hear anything but beautiful classical music.

She was naked, her arms up, tied to a harness thing on the ceiling, she was stood on two step stools, spread wide, again tied to a harness thing on the floor, like a St Andrews cross, except she was in the middle of the room. That bit she knew.

Dakota had explained she would be tied up for as long as she wanted, she would do what she wanted to her, there was nothing stopping her, except the safe word. Something Stephie hadn’t said yet. Dakota doubted she ever would say it.

Stephie felt cold air blow towards her, causing goosebumps to appear on her skin, she really wanted to rub herself warm.

Suddenly she felt something cold, hard and sharp. Dakota slid the cheese grater across her body, going harder over her ample boobs, harder again over her sexy hard posterior. Dakota spread open one cheek, grating the grater over her most sensitive area. Stephie gasped, trying to move away but she couldn’t. A hand snaked around to her breast, squeezing, teasing her nipple, Stephie groaned in desire, as fingers continued playing with her nipples. Dakota turned the grater around and slapped her butt, Stephie gasped as Dakota continued to paddle her butt cheeks, but still playing with her boobs.

Dakota pushed her front forwards a bit, her butt jutted out, giving Dakota a chance to aim at her sit spot and thighs. She smiled as she heard Stephie cry out, her pretty face screwed up in pain then she walked away.

Stephie lifted her head up, sensing her Mistress was no longer there. Secretly she was thankful for the break, her burning bottom tingled, crying out to be rubbed but she couldn’t. Silent tears were soon swallowed up by the blindfold, tightly tied around her head. Dakota always restrained her tightly, but Stephie only ever tried to get out of them once and she would never do it again.

( One day I may tell you what happened, but for now we will continue with the story. )

Sephie used this break to meditate for a while, knowing full well that the play session was nowhere near being over and she feared what Dakota had planned. After a few minutes meditating, Stephie felt in control of herself again, standing tall of the stools. There was a cold breeze in the room. She suspected Dakota had turned the fan on again, goosebumps went up her arms, making her shiver.

Dakota was watching Stephie on her phone, there was a hidden camera facing her, well actually there were cameras all over the house, even the bathroom. She wanted to know what Stephie was doing at all times, as she was a brat.      

Saturday 16 March.

Stephie felt like she had been tied up for hours, she was cold but her bottom still burned and smarted. She began fidgeting, knocking her knees, wriggling her bum. She was bored and really needed a wee, she couldn’t cry out to Dakota. She began humming, knowing she wasn’t allowed but she was so bored she didn’t care.

Dakota watched as she drank her coffee, her face showed signs of anger but she waited, drank her coffee then headed back. Stephie needed punishing for this lack of respect. Stephie felt the air change, immediately she stopped humming and stood up straight. Suddenly she felt her bit gag go into her mouth, she instinctively opened it, accepting this intrusion which was then tied tightly. She must have heard me singing, Stephie thought. Turning her head left and right in the hope of hearing something, but she didn’t.

Dakota picked up the alcatraz strap, held it firmly in her right hand, her left hand held the end of the long leather tail. It was an evil strap, the holes in it cut into the skin and the leather bruised and whipped away at the skin. Feeling like a layer of skin was flayed away with each stroke. Dakota walked around Stephie, who was still attempting to hear or see something, anything. Just not that strap as Dakota whipped her bottom, once, twice, ten, twenty times. Stephie screamed into the gag, tears flowed quickly into the blindfold. She tried begging but it came out muffled. Moving to the other side of Stephie, Dakota raised the strap once more, hitting the back of her legs, then her upper back, one after the other, twenty, thirty times. Turning around she whipped the front of her legs and across her pelvic area. The length of the strap meant it tailed around too, so it wrapped around her legs and hips. She didn’t care how loud she screamed, she knew she wasn’t allowed to move or speak or scream yet she carried on like the brat she was. Secretly Dakota was amused by this,she wasn’t surprised how much she fidgeted, she had been there an hour already. But the had only just started, now this particular punishment was over.

Dakota put the strap down and picked up a burning candle. She walked back to Stephie, carefully moving the candle around her body, watching how her body flinched away from the heat of the flame. Waving it under her breasts, nipples, happy spot and bottom. She smiled to herself as a drop of hot wax fell over her breast, it dripped down before hardening. Stephie gasped, shaking her head as Dakota let drops fall over her other breast, over her raw back and sore bottom. Stephie shrieked then, she felt the flame wave over her happy spot, pausing as the flame flicked over her clit. Stephie suddenly pushed her bottom away, knocking the candle, sending wax over the floor and over Dakota. She stood quickly and slapped her face hard, twice on both sides. Stephie cried and attempted to say sorry, pleading with her to stop. Instead she let the candle drip over her nipples, making her scream louder, her legs shaking on the stools.

Sunday 17 March.

She had had enough. The leg shaking was always the sign. But Dakota had not finished. Another large drop landed directly on her nipple, then another as Stephie cried out, shaking, trying to twist away. Dakota had had enough, grabbing one breast, she squeezed hard, taking one earphone out, she just said, “ Still,” then put it back. Stephie immediately stopped moving, sobbing quietly, gasping when her breast was let go, eventually DAkota walked away, blowing the candle out. She was not happy with Stephies behaviour at all today, her moving and screaming had ruined her fun, she needed to deal with this now.

Dakota released her from her harnesses, helping the shaky Stephie down from the stools. She removed the blindfold and earphones then released the bit gag. Stephie shook her arms and legs to get the blood flowing again, tears still fell quietly. “ You’ve disappointed me today Stephie, you know you are not permitted to move, wriggle, make so much noise. You’ve let me down, let yourself down. And ruined my play. Now you will be punished for it.” Dakota told her firmly. “ Please Dakota, I’m sorry, please no more, I can’t take any more. “ Stephie pleaded, lifting her hands up to beg but she knew it was a waste of time.

Dakota moved a dining room chair to the middle of the room, “ Come here and kneel on the chair.” Stephie followed her instruction immediately, “ Now lean over and touch the floor, “ pausing for a second before she did it. Embarrassed now as her bottom stuck out and up, knowing whatever was going to happen now, was going to hurt a lot more than what had already happened. Her skin was taught and tight meaning every stroke of a pain implement would hurt like hell. Then Dakota went away for a second, leaving the room before returning with something in her hand. She walked over to the table and began peeling a ginger root, breaking it into two pieces, she quickly, expertly carved each one into a butt plug shape, once satisfied she went back to her naughty sub. Stephie began shaking when Dakota rubbed one ginger plug over her happy spot, noticing how wet she was. Then she inserted that one into her bottom hole, it slid in easily with her own juices over it, the she rubbed the other one all over her happy spot, knowing it would be burning already, then she pushed in into her happy spot hole.

Stephie was already squirming, the heat and pain a piece of root ginger caused was incredible. Satisfied, Stephie was already squirming and uncomfortable, she walked over and picked the dragon cane from her display wall, just as Stephie looked up and saw it. A horrified, pleading look came to her face, Dakota smirked. “ You’ve been a bad girl Stephie, ruining my play is very naughty isn’t it ?” She paused for an answer. “ Yes Dakota, it’s very naughty.” Stephie tried to say more but her voice was shaking too much. “ With each stroke, you are to say, 1, I will not ruin my Mistress’s play. 2, I will not ruin my Mistress’s play.” Dakota said tapping the cane on her crimson bottom.

Monday 18 March.

Stephie was hysterical after the second whip struck across her legs, now Dakota was enjoying herself, she liked to discipline her sub, she expected, demanded perfect behaviour, not what Stephie chose to do today, so she would be taught a harsh lesson. “ Please Dakota, please no more,” Stephie begged and she received another hard whip across her sit spot, she nearly fell onto the floor but luckily she didn’t, that was the last thing she should do. After 30 whips across her crimson backside and legs, Dakota put the cane down.

Gently she helped Stephie up to kneeling on the chair and hugged her tightly, Stephie clung to her Mistress, spluttering I’m sorry over and over. Dakota made soothing noises to calm her down, stroked her hair and back, feeling the welts and across her swollen bottom, she wouldn’t sit comfortably for quite a few days. “Now Stephie, I want you to spend 30 minutes in the corner, standing in your pose then you will go to bed for a nap. Understand Stephie ?” Dakota said quietly. “Yes Ma’am,” Stephie said, moving off the chair and walked awkwardly, painfully to the corner, she put the timer on for 30 minutes then got into her pose. Legs wide, hands behind her back, head bowed. Stephie sniffed throughout her cornertime, her body ached but her bottom felt like there was no skin left on it, the pain was indescribable.

When the timer went off, she turned it off and turned to look for Dakota, there was no sign of her. She had had no instruction from her as to what to do after the cornertime other than have a nap. She was starving and thirsty, so she went to the kitchen, chose a healthy cereal bar, a banana and a tall glass of milk. THen she took them to bed, she decided not to put the television on, just read her kindle until she had eaten. Getting into bed wasn’t easy though, her whole back area was a swollen, bruised, welted mess, the front of her legs were a mess too. Carefully she somehow climbed on the bed and slid on her side so little of her sore area touched the bed. She lifted the quilt over her, flinching as it touched her skin then ate her snack, drank her milk then she felt ready for a nap.

By the time Stephie woke up it was dark outside, looking at the clock, she saw it read 6pm but she didn’t know what time she fell asleep. Trying to move, Stephie let out a little cry, oh she hurt so much, tears sprang to her eyes again. Instead of getting up she decided to just put the telly on for a while. After a few minutes Dakota walked in, “Ah hello sleepy head, you’re finally awake.” She said, climbing on the bed and giving her a kiss. She spotted Stephie flinch, “Sore?” She asked, smirking, “Just a bit, well loads to be honest,” Stephie said looking sheepish. “Right roll over baby, let me look. I know I punished you severely and you understand why I did it, so I hope I don’t have to repeat this ever, or well for a while anyway knowing you.” She chuckled, rubbing her nose on Stephie’s, as she pulled the quilt away.

Dakota wasn’t surprised how she looked, her bottom was swollen almost double. “You’re gonna struggle sitting down for days.” “I know Dakota, but I deserved it,” Stephie said. “You bet you did, but tomorrow because I’m not an awful, evil Domme, you will stay in bed and let me look after you. Let me put some cream on, dinner is nearly ready, we will have dinner in bed, then you can have an early night.”

PiggyJ’s lines and frogs punishment for telling Master to f off.

  Piggy And The Frogs

So I know your all probably expecting this to be a blog form Serf, well it’s not it’s piggy’s turn to tell you about her exploits and trouble I  to managed to find herself in…….

Well it was a Saturday visit from Sir and serf, visit not a sleep over so our time together was shorter than a sleepover. The visit started as they usually do, I’m naked when they arrive kisses and cuddles are given to everyone. I made the brews, one day I will get it right I always get Sir and serfs coffees mixed up so have to ask. Coffees where drank, the. Sir said “right it’s nearly 3, both of you upstairs and get naked. I already was, so serf stood up and started to undress……..now no doubt Serf will tell you more about the play.

R(my hubby n serfs Daddy) then came home so they said their hellos and me and Sir then. Joined them, downstairs, we then all started with a drink, I started with WKD which in truth didn’t last long in fact I’d drank it by the time dinner was gotten. I then started with the wine(and here was my first mistake), we had dinner and and started to watch a film. I was lay on Sirs lap, jokari in hand he kept swatting ,my bum and thigh. I continued to drink my wine feeling the effects now, now this bit is a bit fuzzy but what I do know is I told Sir to “fuck off” now I’m allowed to swear unlike serf however I’m not allowed to swear at Sir. When it came out of my mouth there was a gasp form R and serf and how they didn’t get whiplash with how fast there heads turned towards me and  then looking at Sir I don’t know. Then there was silence, I looked at Sir saying sorry, a shake of the head and I knew, and then we will discuss this tomorrow. I knew I was in trouble, but I also knew he won’t discuss it now.He then patted his legs for me to lie down again, I lay back down, thinking what I am going to get punishment wise, now my usual punishment start at 50 with an implement of Sirs choice, nervous at what Sir would decide.The evening continued film watched and the time for then time for them to leave, again Sir said we will discuss the f bomb tomorrow sheepishly I said okay.

So Sunday messages exchanged but nothing, had Sir forgot and then the message I’d been waiting for, 10 yes 10 A4 pages of lines “I must not swear at Sir,I’m sorry.”by Tuesday. I asked front and back he replied yes so I knew I needed to get a move on as I was swimming Monday night I’m normally last minute with things. So I made a start Sunday managed to get 3 pages done, I didn’t realise how long lines take to do, as it’s not one off my tasks. Monday before work I started to do more, I spoke with serf who said she n daddy thought my lines where a bit lenient, I said that I didn’t believe this was it and I was expecting more. I spent my lunch Monday doing more lines and then again on Tuesday morning I managed to have them finished early. I did however half way through have a mini panic, I hadn’t put any punctuation in, would Sir pick up on this, if I didn’t have it would I have to do them again. So I went through them again adding the punctuation. I then sent pictures and video to Sir and waited. I then got a message excellent….now….google how to make a origami frog…..what I thought(well actually Wtf)….to be done by Thursday so I had two days to make 10 origami frogs. Monday I googled it how many videos are there, loads of videos the  first ones I found they where with smaller pieces of paper. I amended my search to A4 origami frogs, watching a video they ripped the paper,Omg I thought can I rip the paper, I asked if I could I didn’t get an answer so I thought I’m gonna have to. I tried to do a few to no avail….I then tried to do one fully 45 minutes later,45 minutes and my patience tested to its limit,( to the point where I nearly messaged Sir saying I can’t do it. I then remember a time where I said I couldn’t do a punishment he’d set, and believe me that’s not something I want to repeat) I had one done only 9 to go now once I’d figured out a part away I went. I finished them all by end of the day. Again pictures and videos sent, thinking maybe that was it. How wrong was I message came through…excellent…..now…give the frogs to 10 people….I thought this is easy the time scale of Saturday lunch seemed far to easy. I’ll just give them to work colleagues…as I was replying a message came through that I missed….oh did I say they have to be strangers, and then I want a selfie…once I saw this let’s say I said a few swear words….I was thinking where does Sir think of these ideas. Thursday morning I started shift early, my first stranger a different cleaner. Explaining what I had to do, I could see on his face he thought I was a loon…I had to do this 9 more times, people will think I’m a nutter, so out I went on my break looking for people who I thought wouldn’t get me sectioned…I managed to find 5 strangers to give my frogs to…I left it there for Thursday. Friday I got into work early, lingering outside work I approached people on their way into work, now I don’t know if they where still sleepy but these people seemed a bit more enthused to partake in getting my frogs some where even quite impressed. There where people who just went no or when I said about pictures I got my frogs back. I managed it though 10 people now have my froggy, however I’m kinda hoping I don’t see them again, as it was my lines that I had to right, they may ask what’s going on. I done it though all pictures sent to Sir, Sir said top froggin…there was no…..now….finally I thought I’m done

How wrong was I, so this afternoon another message….to finalise the swearing piggy , frog punishment write a blog about the experience…..so here it is

What have I learnt….don’t swear at Sir….maybe drink less wine (although we have a giggle when we drink) and finally…..I’ve learnt that my Sir is an evil genius and I think I need to buy him a white pussy cat.

The no play, no spanking ban is lifted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My mouth got me in trouble again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Friday’s blog.

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

 

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

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

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

I didn’t and neither did Daddy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

Saturday.

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

Doing the housework.

Tidying up ready for Daddy and PiggyJ coming to stay.

Now after out trip out yesterday, I knew I would be sore today, but I had loads to do. As Daddy and PiggyJ had the week off, Master took 3 days off too. Then we found out that E was spending the week at his girlfriends house as her parents were going away. This meant the house was child free, so it was the perfect time to say let them come here for a change.

So Wednesday, Daddy is getting the next size up on his PA, I’m going with him but I will have to get the car washed first. It’s covered with pigeon poop. Darn pigeons. we are having lunch together and they were staying for dinner too. So they could stay as late as they wanted.

Unfortunately Master has Man-flu/cold, but it won’t stop him playing. Plus it would be nice if we could have a play altogether, something I know the boys are keen on, Me and PiggyJ may prefer a more private play together but I do really want a chance to just see what happens. Now whether that means Master and Daddy are both the Dom’s so will be in charge together, or whether it will still be Master in charge I don’t know. But I hope we can play.

On Thursday we are going to Daddy and PiggyJ’s for lunch, then we are off to Blackpool, go to the arcades, chip shop for dinner then drive through the lights. Dressed very very warmly coz the roof will be down. And the temps have certainly dropped. Then they are saying over at ours.

Though Daddy and I will end up sharing the airbed with the dogs but Daddy doesn’t mind. Friday after breakfast, we will drop Daddy and PiggyJ at theirs, hopefully a bit more fun there too. Also get a chance to see their 5 little 8 week old mischievous kittens, as one of their cats had some fun with the local tomcat. They are keeping one, and have let me name him. Ages ago, we were talking about us keeping one at their house but realised, it wouldn’t be fair for them paying all the vet costs for a cat that would be mine. So Master said No, we can’t do it. A few weeks later, Daddy said, “we are keeping one, but you can name him.” So I searched online, and came across Pawsky. A name meaning bratty, (though I can’t find where I got the name from now.) This kitten is a boy, he’s pesky, bit lazy, daft, and cheeky. Sound familiar ?

We need to get him a nice purple collar and some toys.

So as the family were coming over, I needed to tidy up, but I had to be careful because my back is really tender. I hoovered downstairs when my back seized up. I asked Master if he could do the food shop in the morning whilst I changed the bedding, I got a reply from Master, yes I will go but you need to stop now. Then I got a message from Daddy to say Stop, then one from PiggyJ, saying she will change the bedding when she comes round. But I’m not letting her do that, so I will do it whilst Master does the food shop. But if my back gets worse when I’m doing it, I will stop.

But Daddy and PiggyJ both said they were coming round to see us, not seeing if the house was spotless, they didn’t care what the house was like.

It’s hard for me to let it go, not do it, but I must do it, if I want to play I need to be careful. But it was also lovely of PiggyJ to offer to do the jobs for me, and I won’t be stubborn, if necessary I will stop and let her take over.

It just shows how much we mean to each other really.

Then Daddy got back onto the subject of punishments and my potty mouth, Saying “Just to clarify, in future you will be punished as an adult, so I need to give you something about your potty mouth yesterday. So you will get 50 with an implement of my choice, no sulking, no bratting, no moving, no messing, as soon as we arrive tomorrow.”

I will have to see how my back is to take this punishment as at the moment, I don’t think I can do OTK. but laying over the bed, pillows under my bum will probably be the best. I will have to see what iplement he chooses, as he is still knew to this. And he has to be aware of his strength, yes he said it will be a severe spanking, but he does need to be aware of not going full force, using all his power incase he causes an injury. But Daddy understands this, though I’m not going to be looking forward to this one. I will video and blog about it as usual.

Saturday with Master, Daddy and PiggyJ.

We had arranged a play day with Daddy and Piggy, not being able to sleep over because we were still looking after my in-laws 2 dogs. And I knew full well the pup would bark and cry all day, even though E was home. And the other dog will bark at every noise going, so it wasn’t fair leaving E alone with them, as I knew how exhausting it was looking after the pup, At 6 months old, he was a bundle of energy and would just bark until you played with him. Usually throwing a ball for him to catch it, so it was too much for E. Instead we decided to go out during the day, so we left at 11am, getting to their house for just after noon.

We were greeted with PiggyJ and Daddy naked as always, one of Masters rules was that we must always be naked in Masters presence. Kisses for everyone, we dumped our stuff on the kitchen table, and I went to give Daddy a longer kiss and hug, and Master and PiggyJ were doing the same. Daddy had a funny look on his face, I asked if everything was okay and he said Yes. I knew he was full of the sniffles, so I presumed it was because he was feeling rough. I later realised it was because he had had his hair cut and I hadn’t noticed. Sorry Daddy.

Going to the kitchen to make Masters coffee as PiggyJ can’t make coffee, but she was watching me. She only drinks what I would call stewed tea. Yuk. She found the smallest mug for him, he doesn’t like big mugs like us, then I spotted the mug Daddy had bought for me. A beautiful mug, hang on, can you call a mug beautiful ? well it was, a big china mug with large purple flowers on it, a black feather was on the inside. It really was gorgeous. Anyway I made my coffee, poured hot water into PiggyJ’s mug with her teabag stewing, Master’s coffee was in the microwave, I asked PiggyJ to make Daddy’s because it was using a Tassimo and I wasn’t sure how to use it. PiggyJ did that but didn’t know what else to do as she doesn’t make his coffee. I asked Daddy if he used a milk pod for his coffee but he said no, milk from the fridge is fine. Now I know he doesn’t have much milk, so I poured some in and took it to him, asking if he needed more milk but he said no, it was perfect. I finished Master’s coffee, took his and mine in, then asked PiggyJ of her tea was ready. She said, “Oh no, it will be ready when you realise you’ve forgotten it, then it’s stewed long enough.” Again yuk. So eventually it was ready, poured some milk in then brought that through.

It was then that I took my dress off, I had a hidden treat for Daddy, I was wearing my red basque underneath, so had to give everyone a twirl before I could sit down. Daddy liked it a lot, so did PiggyJ. Daddy had suggested that we go to the cinema, we went back and forth should we go or not when Master just said, “For god’s sake, make a decision, you’re like an old married couple.” We continued for a minute when Master said “Right you are going, choose what you want to see.”

So decision made, we chose from Mile 22 or the new Predator, we picked Mile 22. Meanwhile PiggyJ and Master started asking if they wanted to go to the cinema, she wanted to watch The Nun, a horror but Master doesn’t like horrors, so they decided they would stay home. Daddy made lunch for us all, I helped wash up and put things away, he made beef sandwiches and crisps, popcorn for me, then Daddy checked times for the cinema. But I forgot to tell Daddy to put no butter on Master’s sandwich, he was just busy doing his thing, but he ate most of it, that was my fault for just not remembering to tell him, which is mad coz he’s never had butter or margarine on butties. Now once we found out times, we realised we had 20 minutes to go before it started. Everyone had finished their lunch except me, I’m a slow eater, so I only had a bit left, Daddy went to get dressed whilst I munched on my buttie, getting my dress on, asking Master to fasten my buttons because I really struggle with buttons with longer nails and my fingers don’t work well these days. So I had another bite of my buttie and was full then, so took my plate into the kitchen, got my bag and we were ready. We had gone in my car this time, as Master’s car needed it’s MOT, so I had to drive but Daddy was very good at directing me. Daddy asked if I had permission from Master to play today, I said “Yes but as soon as my back gives me any pain, I must stop, Did you ask Daddy?” I asked him, he said “No, hang on, I will message him.” We got to the cinema which seemed to have a bit of everything, snooker table, arcade games, big sweet shop, big drinks and snacks shop and more screens upstairs, I think there was about 16 screens in this cinema. Getting our tickets, buying a bag of sweeties, we found our screen and found a seat near the back, but in the middle.

Settling down, I snuggled into Daddy and as it was already dark, he began lifting my dress up. I put one leg up on the back of the chair in front of me, the other leg as sideways ways as possible. Daddy immediately began tickling my clit, doing the thing he does to get me high very quickly. I could hear Daddy chuckling quietly as he continued. I shuffled my bum closer to the edge of the seat as he sat forwards a little and fingers slipped inside. Closing my eyes I began enjoying this too much, his thick fingers stretching me, teasing my clit, then he slipped out. I think I gave a quiet moan as I heard him chuckle once more. We kissed like new lovers on the back row of the cinema, then once the film started we stopped. Throughout the film, Daddy would give me a kiss, then his fingers began to wander down again. He began fingering me, OMG it felt fucking awesome, and I could feel myself close to having an orgasm, but so difficult when you have to be quiet. But those fingers continued to do magic things, as I sunk into the seat and enjoyed this quiet orgasm. Daddy slipped his fingers out still teasing my clit until he moved his hand, and gave me a kiss. He slipped my dress down a little and sat himself back down and watched the film.

During the film I tickled and rubbed around his cock and balls. Using my nails to tease his head as I felt him grow inside his pants. I heard a quiet groan as I continued to tease him. Then next thing I knew, Daddy sprung open the buttons on his jeans, and pulled his cock out. Immediately I grabbed it, rubbing his head, playing gently with his PA. Playing with his cock, hearing him gasp and groan was really exciting because of where we were, it felt really naughty, especially when he quickly moved my hand, “I’m gonna cum.” he whispered and tucked himself away, then we behaved ourselves for the rest of the film. When it was over, we got ourselves tidy, or so I thought until Daddy asked if I needed a wee, I said, “No, do you ?” He said “No,” so we continued to walk out. Then he told me his jeans were still open, I think he wanted to carry on our play in the toilet, but giving him a BJ in the disabled toilet just felt seedy. So we got to the car and he said, “I wonder if we could find a private spot for the car.” I giggled, the naughty school girl giggle, and as I started driving I told him to find a spot where we could play, we seemed to drive for ages before we got to a private road, we drove towards the end of it where it was a dead end, so I turned around went back down, then pulled into a cut in for cars to use if they needed to turn around, and parked there. Now this was something new for me, I pulled the seat right back, Daddy moved his then reached towards me to kiss me. His hand reached for my dress, pulling it up as I slipped to the edge of the seat, spreading my legs as best I could. Daddy’s fingers immediately found my sweet spot, tickling my clit, making me gasp, I slipped further down the seat as fingers found my ass too, this time because I felt so horny from our previous play I reached an orgasm quickly, without much movement. It felt exciting, thrilling and naughty. “Enjoy that baby girl ?” Daddy asked,  “Mmmmmm “ I replied still in the moment. When I opened my eyes, Daddy was grinning at me, “Would you like a BJ now ?” I asked. “Oooooo yes please.” Daddy said. “Right get yourself as comfy as possible,” I told him. He moved the back of the seat as far as it would go so he was close to lying down then he slipped his cock out again. I bent down “Be careful with your back babygirl.” He said as I took him in my mouth, I hoped the PA wouldn’t hurt. I heard him groan, so I knew it was good so I continued to suck, tease, nibble his head. Soon after hearing Daddy groan, muttering Oh Fuck over and over, his voice becoming more guttural, as I continued and he shot his cum into my mouth. Continuing until his thrusts stopped, I cleaned him up and sat up again, grinning at Daddy. “Enjoy that ? no pain from the PA ?” I asked, “Oh yes, I was so ready for that and there was no pain at all.” I giggled saying “Good, I’m pleased there’s finally no pain.”

So this was my first proper blowjob that was with someone else, not Master.

This was my first blowjob I’ve done in a car, I think.

And this was our first proper blowjob I gave Daddy, the first time I’ve swallowed someone else’s cum, not Masters and all my firsts were pretty amazing.  

Daddy and I just giggled for a few moments, before he sorted himself out then went outside for a wee. I sorted my seat out again as I waited for Daddy, then he sorted his seat, putting our seatbelts on, we were both just grinning. I set off back towards home, Daddy suddenly said, “Will Master be annoyed with our play outside ? We didn’t ask.” I said, “We both asked to play, an he said yes, so it makes no difference if its indoors or outdoors, don’t worry.” “Maybe you shouldn’t blog it.” He said. “No way, I’m blogging this Daddy.” I told him. “Master won’t mind.” I think Daddy just went into a panic incase we broke the rules but I don’t think we did break any rules. But I will speak with Master on the way home.

Once home Master and PiggyJ were in bed, we left them to it and made a coffee. Daddy played a game on the tv, like the Zuma game, then I had a go, much slower than Daddy. So I just watched Daddy and drank my coffee. When we both had our coffee Daddy said, “Right play spank time, get the video ready.” He said whilst he went into the bag, picking up the jokari and Little Devil Paddle.  All set up he told me to stand by him, whilst he squeezed my bum cheeks, getting the blood flow going he said. Turning me to face him and played with my nipples, sucked them then took a bite of my tit, I hate biting, I could feel my hands fist up, tapping the sides of my legs, my eyes bulging as he kept up with it, then he let go, leaving a round pattern of teeth on me. I glared at him, throwing him the death stare, making him chuckle. Then he told me to bend over his knee. Daddy’s first few whacks were really hard, so hard I began trying to get away, he carried on until I managed to slide off his knee. He asked if he was going too hard, so I replied “Yes a little bit. When you don’t get any spanking all the time, your pain threshold drops so it just needs building up again.” Daddy apologised and said he would go more gentle, so I climbed over his knee again. This time some were gentle, some were still very hard but Daddy has to learn how hard to go, it’s something only he will learn with practice. Every now and then he would stop, ask if everything was okay, did I want to stop, but I told him to continue. He mixed up the paddles, once hitting very hard with the Little Devil. “Oh it looks like I’ve done damage,” He said, rubbing my bum. “Is it bleeding ?” I asked, “Only a tiny bit,” he said. “So that’s fine, carry on ,” I said. So Daddy happily continued learning how much strength to use. And it was great fun.

Every now and then, Daddy stopped, rubbing my bottom he fingered me, both holes filled with his thick fingers, then he stopped and carried on spanking me. The next time he fingered me he spiralled me into an orgasm, a lovely tender orgasm, that still rocked my world, because he didn’t have me thrusting and squirting like normal. But that was fine because this was something else I can’t describe, filled with emotions and love. I don’t have many of these tender orgasms, mainly coz I love rough, wild ones, but when I do, they blow me away.

Daddy told me to stand up, he was going for Mr Spikey.  “Are you sure about this ?” He asked nervously. “I said yes, just don’t go hard or over the tattoo, sit spots and left cheek are fine.”
What I completely forgot was the internal tens machine at the top of my left cheek, Master pointed it out when he saw the dots on my bottom, So I explained to Daddy, I just completely forgot about that.

But we had such fun with Mr Spikey, it didn’t bother Daddy seeing the blood, he would ask me if I wanted to stop, but I said no. I love Mr Spikey. Occasionally he added the paddles to the play, I could feel spots of blood landing on my legs, and love this feeling. Daddy said, “I really think you are mad for liking this.” It made me giggle but I do. Eventually Daddy said “Right I think that’s enough now. Let me get the wipes.” He ran upstairs and I stayed put, not wanting blood to get on anything in the living room.  He came back carrying the wipes and his belt, he went to the kitchen to get a rubber spatula, so began using the spatula, aiming for the back of my legs, which stung like hell. Then getting the belt he said “I’m sure I owe you 10 with the belt too.” As I was going to object he began, I must admit I didn’t feel the burn I usually feel with leather, that could be he wasn’t hitting hard enough or my bottom was that numb now, I couldn’t feel much. Either way, I know I will feel it again and I know he will go much harder so I feel it. After his 10 with the belt, he tried to clean me up but it was hard work, Daddy was going to let me have a bath anyway so we decided it was better to just get in there, so my bottom gets a good clean. This time it was a bath just for me so I could have it nice and HOT hot, Daddy put some music on, can’t remember what we listened to, to be honest, because we had so many different artists on during the spanking, but it was nice and Daddy sat on the toilet seat chatting with me. I must admit I loved the bath, if they lived closer I think I’d be round daily for a bath, I miss it so much. Daddy shoulted to PiggyJ to get the dinner started, she was making cottage pie, basically minced beef cooked with mashed potato on top then grated cheese on top of that then cooked in the oven. PiggyJ was still in bed with Master so Daddy went to their room and told PiggyJ to get up. Then it was time for me to get out, Daddy watched me carefully as I climbed out of the bath, handing me a towel. As we went downstairs I called to Master to see if he was coming down. He called “No, I was hoping you would both join me in bed.” Okay, I don’t need asking twice and Daddy wasn’t bothered, so we went in, climbed either side of Master. I wasn’t sure how Daddy felt about being next to Master in bed. This is the side I need to get used too as well, seeing Master so comfortable in having Daddy cuddle him in bed was a bit strange at first. I know we had that experience with the transgender lady, and he sucked her cock, saying “To me it’s like a big clit,” so I think he was comfortable but I wasn’t sure how Daddy felt. Yes they have hugged and kissed but this was different. However it felt really nice, it felt natural, Master gave me a kiss then Daddy, as I stroked Daddy’s arm. Master asked Daddy if he would like to suck his cock, well is was like an ask but a “I want you to do it” sort of ask. But Daddy did as he was asked, I stroked Daddy’s head as I kissed Master. This felt okay, but all I thought about was how was Daddy feeling doing this. But I was enjoying it and I knew Master was because I asked whilst Daddy was doing it. After a few minutes Master said, “How would you like to climb on now ?” I’m not going to turn that down so Daddy moved back as I very unsexily tried to climb on. It’s not a sight I’d want people to see, my hips don’t go that wide when on top and I tend to lie on Master first, get my legs as open as they can, then try to position myself on his cock. But have to lean to the side a bit, like I say, very unsexily. But once in position it was nice, very very nice, Daddy began sucking on one of my tits, then fingers suddenly were thrust up my ass causing me to swear, because it was fanfuckingtasticly awesome. He even got a finger on my clit, playing with my button, thrilling me more. “Oooh I’ve got fingers, cock and mouth on me, this is good.” I said, making both guys chuckle, but it was fucking great, I want that again. Being on top, means you do most of the work, thrusting deep. BUT my back began throbbing, I slowed down but then it was like shooting pains, so I had to stop, I felt really pissed off about it.Telling Master he immediately said “Stop,” so I ungainly climbed off and tried laying down again but after a while I had to sit up. I loved this first play with just me and the guys, it was fun, great fun.

After a few minutes I had to stand up, so we decided to go down as our dinner should be ready, We hadn’t realised it was 7.30pm, I quickly took my meds, then PiggyJ started to dish up the dinner. Bringing it to us in the living room, it was delicious, we all said a big thank you for her making it. She had bought Master some YumYums, and Daddy had made a white chocolate cheesecake and OMG it was gorgeous. Gingernut base, that was lovely and thick then a very thick topping of the cheese mixture. It was yummie. There were mini white buttons in the mixture and white chocolate shards at the top. Daddy gave me 2 slices to take home which I enjoyed on Monday and Tuesday.

Dinner done we were sat watching a film when Master said “Well we better get the other thing done before it’s too late. Piggy’s punishment.” I could see PiggyJ’s face fall, I think she hoped he wouldn’t do it because of the time. We already knew Daddy and I were going to be watching, well filming it. Daddy did the bottom end, I did the face end  so we got ready whilst Master got the Giant Devil Paddle and the whip, whilst PiggyJ got into position.

Master started quickly, and boy, coming from the slave who has had lots of experience with this Devil, it sounded very very hard and judging by her reaction it was very very hard. After 10, he changed sides, doing another 10. “Right that’s 20 done. Next 20.” Master told us. Following with another 10, change sides, another 10. Poor PiggyJ was struggling, tears flowed but I was so proud of her because she didn’t move from position, like I would, she actually stayed quiet too, something I can’t do, I try but end up crying out until he puts the gag on.

Then Master changed toy, he picked up the whip. I’m not sure if PiggyJ was told at the beginning, I honestly can’t remember but I know she certainly felt it and the welts forming over her hips were really big. But she took it really well. 10 on each side, she started shaking after each one. “60 done, now you’ve 20 left, you can choose 20 with the whip, paddle or 10 of each.” Master said. It took a while before PiggyJ replied, saying 10 of each, I must admit I was surprised by her choice. Thinking she was very brave choosing that option. Personally I think I’d have done the 20 with the paddle, just because the whip wraps around your hip so badly, that causes much more pain.

So Master did 5 each side with each pain implement, then it was over. During the punishment she was reminded that if she refused to do a task and not ask what the consequences were, this is what happens, and if it happens again, it will be a lot worse.

Master gave PiggyJ a big hug and kiss, probably giving her ass a squeeze as a reminder, then PiggyJ apologized. She looked at it as a lesson learnt. Won’t be the only time for a severe punishment for her, she is stubborn and pigheaded like me, so I’m sure there will be many more times for us both. Not so much for Daddy as he doesn’t take punishment well so tends not to break any rules. It’s just us girls both guys have to deal with LOL.  

Once that was done it was time we had to go, the dogs had been without us for too long, so we packed up then we said our goodbyes and left. On the way home I told Master about our fun, I said, “I didn’t think you’d be upset with our fun as it was still within the rules.” He agreed, a”As long as you both ask, that’s all that matters. Where and when you play on your playday is your choice.” I was pleased he wasn’t bothered by it as I think we may have few more outdoor adventures in the future. LOL.

Saturday night away.

I packed a good selection of toys, ones I knew Master would like, and some I thought Daddy would like. My plan or hope was to get the punishment done then later have some spanking / fun later. So I added the crop, Giant and Little Devil, the evil loopy and jokari and bath brush. A dildo, nipple clamps, pinwheel, body paints and crayons, my bite gag and selfie stick. Master wanted the tens machine and internal tens plug and I was told to bring my soap. Master packed the body harness, I packed my new baby girl pyjamas and slippers, my hairbrush and some aftercare cream, Daddy said he will do aftercare whether it’s a punishment or play, whereas Master doesn’t do aftercare when it’s a punishment.

I’d been shopping for some wine and bought a selection of goodies for us all, incase we wanted a snack later on.

I packed Little Minxs teddy, Daddy said to bring my pillows, I packed more puppy pads, no way was I going to squirt on the settee again, I would have to stop myself and get some out or just have them on the floor ready. Now Daddy can make me squirt I knew it would happen a lot. Which of course was fanfuckingtastic, ( Sorry Daddy. ) I needed to make sure we had everything for the morning, both our medications, wash bag, makeup. It felt like we should have packed a suitcase for the one night.

We needed a better bag that fit the toys better so we didn’t have to hide the handles from E, not that he would notice really but we still had to be careful.

So we left around 3pm, the journey felt quicker this time or maybe it was because Master knew his way, even though the sat nav was on. Master reversed up the drive and we got the bags etc out, J was at the door naked waiting for us. Daddy was naked in the living room. We got everything sorted, wine in the fridge, then J made Master a coffee and Daddy made one for me.

We chatted for a while then Daddy said he thought it felt very hot, and it was a hot, stuffy, humid day again, then Master realised I was still dressed, so I was instructed to get myself naked.

The dress and bra came off, when Master said to J, “Let’s get this punishment over with.” I think she may have grumbled but I’m not entirely sure. At the moment, J is following the rules very well, replying correctly to Master, Daddy is too. Master does often comment how I don’t reply correctly like they do. When we arrived, we found out we hadn’t packed the cans of lemonade, or the pads for the tens machine, apparently it was my fault and I was to just admit it, even though I reckoned it was both our faults but I was to apologise. We were in front of J and Daddy, I know I should have just apologised but I did feel we were both responsible for forgetting them, when I said nothing he gave me a hard, sharp slap across my cheek, I was showing him up in front of his new subs, so behind gritted teeth, I apologised for not packing the lemonade.

I know Master doesn’t like me showing him up.

Anyway, Master got the Little Devil paddle and him and J went upstairs to do her punishment. She had managed to earn herself 50 swats in the week. It wasn’t long before we heard the paddle hitting skin. Now naturally I’m not going to say to Daddy, are you going to get this punishment out of the way, so we just snuggled and chatted until Daddy finally said, “Right let’s get this done.” I got the Jokari, sorted the selfie stick and got my phone ready to video it, I think I had it too far back as you can see faces, I’ve got to see if Master will let me upload it or if it needs editing, I’m hoping we can just upload it, as it takes Master a while to edit it, I don’t know how to do it.

So Daddy was sat at the edge of the settee, “Right there’s no need to go over this again, you know what you did, don’t you ?” He asked me. “Yes Daddy,” I replied. “Now over my knee.” “Over both knees ?” I asked, “No, just the one,” As I bent over, he used his other leg to lock my legs together.

As I’m a known brat, there was something missing with this punishment and I was not going to say anything. Daddy had said I was to have a wet, sudsy bar of soap in my mouth for all the swearing I had done, but I wasn’t going to tell him, so I didn’t, even though the soap was in the bag.

Daddy rubbed my bottom, squeezing it, warming it up, then he began spanking me. And he has a very hard hand smack. He would smack, hold his hand still on my cheeks then give it a hard squeeze and rub. The smacks continued, in the same way and I could tell my ass was blossoming and becoming hot. He lectured me on why his little girl would not use bad language again, His hard slaps were certainly starting to sting, then he placed the Jokari on my cheeks, “How many have you got left ?” Daddy asked. I lifted my head up, trying to twist around, “What ! I’ve not been counting, you didn’t tell me to count.” I’d no idea how many he had done. He said “You’ve had 15, 30 left.” This may not be the accurate number but it’s as close as I remember. This is why I try to do the blogs on the same day or at least the following day, so I can remember everything. Anyway, Daddy started with the paddle and boy, it hurt, starting with 5 on one cheek, then 5 on the other cheek. Then alternating as I began to squirm around, he hooked his leg over my legs tightly again, his other arm held my waist firmly, I couldn’t wriggle to get away. Daddy then asked if I wanted 5 done quickly, I said yes, but do I need to count, Daddy said no, he would do it. But having 5 quick hard swats in one go hurt like s**t, then he did 5 on the other cheek. We got to the last 2 and Daddy asked for it to be quick, so I said yes please. The final 2 felt very painful, my eyes watered as I climbed off his knee, Daddy hugged me tightly and kissed me, I know he doesn’t like punishing me, not like Master, he does have a sadistic side but no where near as much as Master, but I need him to understand how much I need the severe punishment. Or even a seriously hard, fun spanking, it gives me a release, I suppose a bit like when I’ve squirted, I feel me again, I feel awake and alive again.

But I think Daddy is realizing this side of me.

I got the cream out of my bag, Daddy took some photos of my bum and then I lay across Daddy’s lap as he rubbed cream in. once it was done I snuggled into him, kissed and cuddled, ( Flip, I’m getting turned on just writing this. I wanna be over his knee again. )

But he’s made it clear he will NOT spank me as a punishment. This shocked me I will be honest, but he knows I would misbehave to get one. I think he doesn’t feel he could spank me as severely as Master, though he has said when we talked about my past misadventures from my blog, that if that happened now, he would be round like a shot and spank me so severely I wouldn’t sit down for weeks, not just days. I’m not sure that would really happen, but he promised it would.

After a minute or so J and Master came down, J was dressed but walking rather awkwardly, We had heard a few cries out from J during her 50 swats, I asked if Master took photos but he said he couldn’t because his phone was downstairs so I said oh they need to be seen. By looking on J’s face, I knew it hurt. And the bruises were extreme, not as bad as last weeks but the fresh bite marks right on her bruises looked awful. He took the photos then asked to check my bottom, he wanted to make sure Daddy had done a good job, and he said he was impressed. We chatted about the bruises whilst J hitched up her panties and jeans and I put my bra and dress on, I’m very pleased I don’t wear panties or any trousers anymore.

Master then decided it was time to get Daddy’s 10 swats done, before we went out for dinner so they went upstairs, me and J

chatted, it’s nice for us just to get some time alone, getting to know each other and we always end up making sure we were both happy, which we were, I’d like some more girl time so we can have a good chat, I know she can be a brat, Daddy has said he could see us both getting into serious trouble because of brattiness or moodiness.

I mean, ME MOODY, I don’t know what he means………….

Suddenly we heard a very loud scream from upstairs, J said, “Sir’s biting him, I bet that’s what that is. “ I agreed, I knew Master was enjoying biting J and Daddy, I can only cope with some biting, J and Daddy seem to cope better with much harder bites, then there was another screech. We did giggle but look shocked at the same time, I’ve not heard Daddy scream that loud. Then it went quiet upstairs, they must have been having a good chat, which is good when they can just talk as G and R, not Master and Daddy. Eventually they came downstairs, Daddy revealled his bruised bum, but the 2 bite marks right on the worst bruises were very shocking, no wonder he screamed. Photos were taken and Daddy got dressed, then we got ready to go out for dinner. The car journey was very hard for J, every bump hit her bruises and if I was truly honest, I was a little jealous coz my marks were almost gone now and after the spanking, there wasn’t much discomfort. But maybe I’m just a bit nuttie to be wanting to feel them, okay, yes I am, I love the feel, the look, feel proud of them, but also reminds me of what I did wrong.

On the way to the pub from the carpark, Daddy opened my car door, helped me out, I’d forgotten my walking stick so I linked arms with him, I made sure I walked carefully, especially walking up the steps, I lose a bit of confidence without my stick, worrying I may trip over and feel unsteady. But again Daddy, like Master, showed me how much of an old fashioned true gentleman he is, opening the door for me, pulling the chair out, pushing me in, handing me the menu before getting his, giving the waiter my order for food and drink first. Making sure I still looked decent even though I was sat bare on the chair, like Daddy told me to do.

We enjoyed a nice meal, just chilling out and chatting, it felt very comfortable.

The spikey mat we ordered came just before we left that afternoon, but it was very big, I hadn’t brought it with me, Master said it wasn’t suitable. So I was relieved to not have to sit on it.

A few days later when I was meeting Daddy, I showed him the mat and he said he wanted to keep it, thinking a seamstress would be able to cut it in half and sew it neatly. I told him I didn’t want the foam inside, Daddy said no, it would be too uncomfortable. I said, Daddy it’s supposed to be uncomfortable, you wanted me to sit on it during the meal as a punishment, it shouldn’t be cushioned. Daddy said, well okay, if that’s what you think, then take the foam out and get it cut in half, he can have one half at his house, I can have mine here. He said there were a couple of seamstresses where he lived so he would take it for me.

Anyway, poor J did look uncomfortable sitting down, Daddy didn’t look too bad, but Master had ensured he got the sit spot on J’s bottom. Daddy didn’t know about this area, being called the sit spot and that it was that area that got spanked the hardest, as that’s where you felt it the most after the spanking. Master told him to lift the buttocks up. then you can aim for the sit spot perfectly. That’s the best area to spank. Daddy listened carefully to this, understanding it, he looked at me and nodded, I knew he had taken this in.

When we got back, Daddy, J and I stripped off, we got some drinks sorted, the others had a fireball shot, I didn’t want one just then, I was quite full and I must admit I felt very tired. But we listened to some music and chatted. Then Master and J said they were going to bed to watch a movie, saying night to Daddy and I.

Once they went, Daddy decided to get the airbed blown up, we snuggled and kissed whilst we waited but it was taking forever. Daddy had a pump that takes batteries and soon we realised the batteries were finished. Daddy said he would go and get some, so quickly got dressed, hopped on his motorbike and 5 minutes later he returned with new batteries, these blew the mattress up very quickly then. Daddy had to buy the airbed and a sheet to cover it, and we had a thick throw blanket and my snuggily to keep us warm. little minxs teddy and my Doodoo were on my pillow. So we were sorted. Then it was time for more fun.

This time we had permission from Master saying that Daddy could give me oral, fingers were allowed but I wasn’t allowed to give him a blowjob or to have full sex yet.

So it was a progression, but we were both looking forward to the time we would be allowed to do what we want.

Daddy told me to lie down on the settee as he climbed on top of me, kissing me deeply, tongues playing around, tasting each other, running tongues over teeth, nibbling lips. Daddy sucked on my nipples, teeth leaving slight bites on them, making me flinch. He snuggled my neck, kissing, nibbling me then my ear. I just love this area being touched, my pussy throbbed as he nibbled my neck, I felt myself getting wet, desperate for his touch.

He moved down my body, fingers finding my soggy pussy. He fingered me and it felt awesome. Soon I felt myself build up, but I would not let him get me to squirt on the settee again, trying to close my legs, he kept opening them. “I need a mat Daddy, I can’t squirt on the settee again,” I told him, “It doesn’t matter “ Daddy said, but I couldn’t. Quickly I got up, fetched 2 mats from the bag, opened one out on the settee then lay down again. It didn’t take long before I reached that point again, I released my cum, hearing his fingers squelch around as he continued finger fucking me.

( Sorry Daddy. ) I held Daddy’s cock, gently tickling his balls and cock, my fingernails scratching harder sometimes, over his head, hearing him groan, his eyes shut as he enjoyed this, I really wanted to taste him, but I knew Master would be very angry if we broke his rules. So I hope I managed to still do things right so Daddy enjoyed it.

Daddy went down to lick and suck my clit, finding that spot that gets me going again. His tongue delved deep inside my vagina, sucking, nibbling, fingers still teasing my clit, my rings clinking together, that sound always turns me on. Fingers and tongue pushed into my holes, my clit was continually tickled, my eyes closed as I rolled my head side to side, building up to another orgasm, this felt more desperate, more needy, as I thrust my hips up, greedily pushing more of his fingers inside. I love how he reaches over to kiss me whilst his fingers still did their magic, I grazed his chest with my nails, hips, legs and pelvic area, sometimes teasing him by reaching for his cock and balls, plus that space from ass to balls. Daddy’s fingers worked harder, thrusting deeper, then he changed direction, finding the spot that gets me cumming violently. The guttural, deep noises coming out of my mouth indicated to Daddy that I was close to cumming again. I soon felt a small release, before I squirted like a tap going on full. I felt like it would never end, even when I finished squirting, he fingers continued to thrust deeper. I cupped his balls massaging them, playing with his hard cock, I had to really focus, it was Daddy’s turn now for his release, wanking him off, Daddy took over for a bit so I teased his balls and towards his ass, I loved hearing him groan once more, a deeper groan, faster thrusts of fingers meeting faster thrusts of my hips, hands swapping so I could wank him, desperate to have his cock inside me, or in my mouth. I felt his hot sweet pre-cum ooze out of his head as I rubbed it over his cock. Then his hot cum shot out over my tummy. Daddy lent forward to kiss me, his tongue dancing with mine. “Do you want more babygirl ?” Daddy asked. “Not yet.” I said quietly. He started laughing when I said not yet. We stood up, I folded the pad and Daddy took it to the bin, I cleaned myself up and we got a drink. Snuggling on the settee we found a film to watch, it hadn’t been on long. There was a problem with Daddy’s wifi so he didn’t think he could go on NetFlix.

After a while I started to hear some deeper breathing and a very faint snoring, but as soon as I looked at Daddy, he opened his eyes. I was kinda tired as well but wanted to watch the film, but after hearing him snoring again, and realising it was midnight and the film was going to be on at least another 30 minutes, I asked Daddy if we should go to bed.

So, we tidied up, and got into bed. Daddy wrapped the blanket over me, leaving my snuggily near me, Little Minxs was tucked under my arm, my Doodoo was on the side. I wanted to try using it but didn’t, not sure why but I will. Daddy spooned me, snuggiling close which was lovely. Eventually Daddy went into a deeper sleep and then he rolled over. I snuggled further then went to sleep.

I slept well, I think it was about 6’ish when I started to wake, Daddy woke up not long after that, but I was still in that half asleep mode where you really don’t want to open your eyes and get up. Daddy got up to go to the toilet then snuggled into bed again. “Morning babygirl.” He said, “Morning Daddy,” I said, his arms snaked around my body, turning me onto my back. He rolled on top of me and bent down and kissed me. I felt his cock twitch between my legs, I felt my hips try to grind towards him, desperate for his cock to be thrust into me, but rules were rules. Daddy moved himself away from temptation, choosing to suck my clit instead, which of course I’m not gonna complain. He delved his tongue inside me, oh God, I just couldn’t get enough, then fingers pushed inside, hard thrusts. My pussy felt sore from all the play the night before, but morning sex was fantastic, I wanted to cum again and cum hard. That’s exactly what I did as Daddy worked his magic, sending me rolling into another orgasm, my eyes rolled, my head rolled and deep, deep grunts sounding strange were coming from my mouth.  “Oh jeez Oh F*** “ I mumbled, my subconscious keeping me from actually saying the swear word. But I wasn’t sure Daddy heard anyway. “Oh Daddy,” I stuttered, my voice getting more frantic, “Cum for me babygirl,” Within that second, I began squirting, all over the bed sheet, Daddy continued until I really was spent, I was sure all the cum inside me was gone for now. Daddy chuckled as he watched me come down from a very very high ledge, but he was still enjoying finger fucking me. ( Sorry Daddy. )

His play became more intense, his cock now like rock, dancing around my pussy, “Oh God, we can’t,” I mumbled, grabbing his cock, rubbing his head with my thumb, we kissed long and hard, again feeling his cock near me, wanting him to pound it into me, roll me over and fuck my ass, but these fucking rules were killing us. (Sorry Daddy.)

But he slipped his cock over my clit, rubbing it over me, thrusting himself over me but not inside, fingers explored once more, my hand traced his tattoos, watching them move as his muscles hardened, they looked incredibly sexy. I heard Daddy start to grunt, more roughly and took over wanking himself until he had cum over my pussy. Oh God I hope we can have sex next time, do whatever we want. Daddy reached down and kissed me again. Snuggling up close, lying on the wet bed, but we didn’t care.

Suddenly the sound of the bed creaking and rocking above us made us start giggling. “Oh sounds like Master and Jayne are awake, better get the breakfast on. Want a coffee baby ?” Daddy asked, “Oh yes please Daddy.” I said.

So whilst Daddy started preparing the coffee and breakfast, I let the plug out of the air bed, gave the bed sheet to Daddy, and got a cloth to dry the air bed a bit. I folded the throws, putting them on the pillows to take upstairs, I put my pillows to one side, with Little Minxs teddy. Then came into the kitchen, Daddy had just made my coffee. “Can I help ?” I asked. “You could take the drinks to the others,” Daddy told me. So I took their drinks up, the creaking bed had stopped so we thought it was safe to go up without disturbing them. Giving them their cups of coffee I gave Master a good morning kiss, and left them to watch TV. I came back to the kitchen and started the washing up for Daddy, even though Daddy told me to go in the living room to watch TV, I didn’t like the idea of Daddy doing everything. Soon breakfast was ready, just when Master came downstairs. “I can’t eat all that breakfast,” He said, “Only half, can I put half on another plate? “ He asked. Daddy passed me a plate and I moved over what Master wanted then I carried his and J’s plate upstairs. As I was leaving, Master asked if he could have brown sauce, well no actually he said, “ Where’s the brown sauce ? ” “I will go and get some Master,” I said politely, “I should think so, you know I can’t have breakfast without it.” Master told me as I left the room. I returned to the kitchen, asking Daddy if he had brown sauce, “Oh yes, I bought some in for him,” He got the bottle, took the seal off and handed it to me. So I took it up, waited until Master put some on his plate then returned to the kitchen, putting it away. By this time Daddy had got our breakfast nearly completed, he plated up and took it in the living room.

Daddy found us a film to watch, so we watched that eating a lovely breakfast even though it was big. Once we had eaten, we snuggled back on the settee, I started to do my lines that Master told me I still had to do, but soon put the notebook and pencil down so I could snuggle into Daddy more. We were just enjoying this coziness when the bed started creaking again. “Blimey, are they still at it, J will have broken Master at this rate.” We both giggled, just how many times had they had sex during the night, I wondered.

Eventually it stopped, and a while later they both came downstairs, J had a shower so came down in a towel, the film had just finished so Daddy and I got dressed, Daddy was concerned with the time as his parents would be dropping their son off soon.

We packed everything away in the car and said our goodbyes, thanking them both for a lovely night and that we would do it again soon, then left. It really was a lovely night and I hope there will be many more and that Daddy and I can play more too.