Bit of a bad week.

Not a good week.

At the start of the new year, Daddy wanted to go over the rules, seeing if he wanted any changes. There weren’t many, my lines have gone from 50 to 150 every day, and all photos of my lines, my maths, selfie and naughty selfie HAS to be sent before 10am.

Everything else was the same, but he said he would be clamping down on any bratty behaviour, even the tiniest thing.

The brat in me will have to check this out and see if Daddy means this. You know I love being a bit bratty.

On 5th Jan, I was 15 minutes late sending Daddy my tasks.

Daddy told me I had to do double lines in different rainbow colours the next day, 6th Jan.

I was really tired and knew that the lines were not really neat.

So 7th Jan I was told to repeat them again, and make sure I was not making up sentences this time. Apparently I was writing Master instead of Daddy in the sentence.

Tues 8th Jan, my back was awful, I think the mix of December being such a busy time, life in general with my back and then a very nice play on the Monday. I was in agony and could barely walk. So I was told NOT to do anything, rest only. And Daddy was deadly serious about this. But I didn’t break his rule, piles of laundry boxes were in the kitchen waiting to be washed but they would just have to stay there. I went to bed for most of the day, hot water bottles and diazepam were keeping me company.

Wed 9th, my back was no better. I tried to discuss the do nothing rule but Daddy said there was nothing to discuss. I had been blogging in the morning and forgot to send my tasks, I ended up being 14 minutes late again. I also had to admit I swore when writing a message to PiggyJ and said the poo word when I nearly tripped over and headbutted the corner of E’s wardrobe when I was sorting out food for the cat. She lives in his room, her food is kept on the windowsill and he has his arm weights on the floor at the bottom end of his bed, which is the only area you can walk to reach the windowsill.

I had to go to bed at 7pm, plus Daddy had Master put 2 spoons of rice into a container and I had to count them to see how many there were. And do double lines again in rainbow colours. Plus the following day I had to send a selfie every hour from the time I got up to the time I go to bed. He wanted some happy smiling faces and naked selfies too. (Master heard this and suggested I draw smiling faces on my body to send to him as well.) I intend to set a timer for every hour so throughout the day, I would send a picture. Having done this many times for Master, I now take all of them, plus some extras, in one go. So I will set up my selfie stick and wander around taking different shots. PiggyJ told me to set my alarm to go off every morning before your due to send the tasks, just to remind me, so I’ve done this too.

Thurs 9th was a busy day, with double lines, doing the selfies, my back was a little better so I was allowed to do some laundry, but that’s it. I was really tired and as usual became bratty tired Little Minxs. By the end of the day, I was sent to bed at 7pm, I could watch TV until 8pm, but only BBC 1 OR 2, then read a book. NO ELECTRONICS, I have no books, they are all on my kindle, so i found one in E’s room. But when it came to reading it, I couldn’t see the writing. The font on my kindle is bigger, so I tried using my flashlight to help, my magnifying glass was downstairs. I gave up and went to sleep just after 8.

Yesterday, I remembered my tasks, PiggyJ was coming for the day, we should have been going to the cinema but we all thought it wasn’t a good idea, walking to cinema from car park, climbing the stairs, the film was on for 2 hours, so may need to go for a wee during the film, so we decided if I felt okay, we would go for lunch. Master said he would see if he could come along and have a proper lunch time away from the computer but unfortunately he was mad busy as usual. But PiggyJ and I had a great time, chatted bout the boys, kids, everything. It’s so easy to just chat with her, any quiet moments were just natural. We enjoyed our lunch, but had no pudding, that was PiggyJ’s suggestion now we are all getting into healthy eating again. Back home we had a cuppa then PiggyJ had to leave to pick Daddy up from work.

I must admit I was really tired when PiggyJ left, but it came out as a bit bratty. When I pulled a face at Daddy he told me to take my phone and go outside, walk to the other end of the garden, put the phone somewhere where I could see him and then do 5 minute timeout facing the fence with my hands on my head. There was something else I did, can’t remember what, but Daddy said I was banned from drinking alcohol on Saturday when we go round to theirs. I’m not allowed to play either but not because I’ve been naughty, just because I will make my back even worse as I do grind/move around a lot during play.

I went to bed early, fell asleep not long after 8pm. Hopefully next week I will be a good girl all week. Or maybe not lol.

Daddy is becoming very strict.

It’s no lie since meeting Daddy a few months ago, I’ve wanted him to be strict, well knowing that I need that strictness but Daddy pondered for a while about how far the severity of punishments they should be, for a “little”. After a long chat with PiggyJ on Monday when we went to Windermere, he finally decided that if it’s strict I want, it’s strict I will get. If I want punishments as an adult that’s what I will get.

So my last punishment, for swearing, has shown me he means business.

But when we were playing, the F bomb very nearly came out, you know when you’re close and you are flying high, that’s when I would F bomb, but I held my tongue.

Later I sent a message, asking if I could F bomb during playing. Daddy said he would have to think about it.

After a long time, he finally replied and said No.

I asked one final question before accepting it, Is it not really sexy if I were to say, F me harder, or just Oh F, or any such sentences like that ?

He said, for me yes it’s very very sexy, but if the rules state no swearing then it means for all the time. So no, no swearing during sex either.

I said fine okay, but this is gonna be a bit hard, extremely hard..

He told me, that as I was aware when I’ve sworn, because I always own up when I do, then I’m aware enough to choose another word instead of a swear word.

I mean really……..you’re in the roll of an orgasm and you have to think before you speak before a swear word comes out. I think I will be better if I say nothing. Maybe I will have to wear my bite gag every time I play.

I thought I may be aloud, but no.

I’ve a feeling I may get into a lot of trouble over this swearing rule.

DD/lg swearing rule.

Quick question, now I know everyone has different rules etc, everyone’s dynamic is slightly different.

As a little, would you be allowed to swear ? Both Master and I think not, but Daddy has said swearing is allowed as long as its not directed at him or Master. Now as we are all new to this dynamic, I decided the best thing would be to ask all of you, What I’ve read is no little should be allowed to swear. This would be very hard for me, does this mean ever ? or does this mean just when I’m with Daddy ?
Anyone got any advice on this ?