The tales of Sissy Alice (NSFW)

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  Sissy Alice Punishment spanking report 12 - 25th January 2025 Overview I was punished today for being rude to Daddy.  I know I am supposed to curtsy whenever entering the room, being dismissed or given an order, but I failed to curtsy after Daddy dismissed me to set up my bed time things for that night. “It seems you need a little bath brush reminder, young lady.” Daddy said.  So I reported to the naughty corner, bath brush in hand to await my spanking.   Details of maintenance spanking: “So tell me young lady, why are you in the naughty corner  on a saturday, holding a bath brush?” Daddy asked. “I was rude Daddy, and forgot to show Daddy respect by curtsying after being given an order Daddy.” I replied, feeling ashamed. “You are correct.  Bend over the bed, I’d like 35 on each cheek to start, take a small break, then 45 per cheek more.  Then report back to the corner.” After that I was told to stand in the corner and contemplate how a little gi...

Sissy Alice Maintenance spanking report 11 - 5th Feb 2025 Overview This week's spanking was delayed by a couple of days as Daddy was busy training to be the hero He is (♥️ swoon ♥️), and did not have the time to guide me until then. When it was time, I reported to my discipline corner as instructed, having selected three rounds of spankings and spun the wheels of density to decide my fate for the week! Details of maintenance spanking: My spanking consisted of three rounds this week, but the first spin was not so kind - 60 strikes of the cane!!! Prior to this however, there was a small matter of corner time to mentally prepare myself, so I set myself up as instructed and set the monitoring app for the required time (20 mins). Then I followed Daddy’s instructions for the spanking, capturing my bottom between each round of spankings. After the spanking was finished I was sent back to my corner for 15 more minutes monitored by the app. Summary of feelings: The caning was hard, 60 was a...

She’s not wet herself again, has she?…. Continued from :  Grounded:  I'm sorry for wetting my panties Daddy, i was a bad girl Strange how sometimes, after an intensive day's play your dreams go into overdrive. After my adult baby play yesterday evening I went to sleep contented. My dreams however decided to go one step forward…. ********* I looked down at my colouring book, my princess was coming along nicely and I was enjoying some quiet time in the nursery. I hadn’t exactly noticed when it had happened, but i was suddenly aware that my diaper seemed rather full….. I panicked slightly, I was going to be in so much trouble. Right then Daddy walked into the lounge and smiled at me. “How's the colouring going, baby girl?” He said, coming over and striking my head. “Aw, that's coming along nicely!” I shoved my thumb in my mouth and pulled my unicorn to my chest, nervous to look up at Him. I could feel the soggy nappy hanging between my legs, the wetness now pressing...

Grounded Continued from  Rebooting We take a break from the timeline to jump to the here and now, dear readers. We will be back in my past in a couple of posts, promise. “I'm sorry for wetting my panties Daddy, I was a bad girl” Jan 1st, 2025 - somewhere on the way home….. Urrg, come on! The traffic ground to a halt in front of me again as I drove home. I knew I should have stopped at the last services but I just wanted to get home. Christmas with the family was good, but boy was it long. I missed my bed, I missed dressing correctly, I missed my spankings! I just wanted to get back, text Daddy and get back into my routine. My leg started to jiggle, an attempt to put off my bursting bladder even more. The traffic edged forward but then stopped again. I groaned again, both legs now trembling with the effort to hold back the wee threatening to erupt out of me. Suddenly the traffic cleared and I was off the motorway - 5 minutes from my apartment! I gritted my teeth, groaning in desper...

Continued from: 20:17 Rebooting…. If it wasn’t for the support of my loving friends and family I dare say the breakup from Janey would have been biblically bad for me, I have no idea how deep I would have gone into self loathing after that. I kept busy the next few months but everything reminded me of better times, and I knew that the only way out of this was to go, flee this place and start afresh. A reboot was needed. It just so happened that my old alumni were pinging out emails of “whats going on at…” sort of thing when I noticed a post from one of my favourite Professors seeking new research students for PhD’s. Now I am sure this is everyone's experience at uni but there were good Professors, and bad ones. None of mine were that bad in teaching, no i mean bad as it total bung holes. We had this one professor that purposefully organised 8am lectures on a Friday morning knowing that the Eng Soc (engineering society) night out was on Thursday and always got messy. Mr Huntington,...

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