Learning My Role And Taking The Good With The Bad

[CandiPiglet]

I'm learning more and more each day that not being relaxed while regressed is all part of it. For the first time ever today, Mommy gave me a rather severe punishment (compared to how I usually skate by with my puppy-dog eyes).

We were getting ready to go shopping at Town Square (which is an upscale shopping center that I've never had the pleasure of visiting but she wasn't in a very good mood to begin with and asked me to do something which she'd asked me to do earlier in the day. I went in to do it and she continued on and on about how she has to ask me several times before I do the things she asks, and I got upset and left the room sniffling. She followed me and I basically talked back to her and grabbed my purse and my blankie and went down to my car.

I didn't think she was going to follow me, because once I left her penthouse, she yelled down the hallway,

"How DARE you speak to me like that young lady. You're grounded!" Embarrassed, I kept on for the elevator and took it to the ground floor and walked to my car, sniffling the whole way. When I got there, I simply sat in the passenger seat of my car, sniffling and sucking my thumb.

About ten minutes later, I heard the gate crash closed. I looked up and saw Mommy reaching for my car door. She opened it, grabbed my blankie out of my hands, confiscated my phone, and firmly said,

"March, Missy."

When I got back to her penthouse, all of my blankies, stuffed animals, my computer; everything was gone. She instructed me to go to my room and think about what I had done. This was all reminiscent of my youth, and not necessarily something that I ever wanted to go back to. I'm not into it at all.

I lay on the bed, sulking, crying, thinking about how I thought I was just defending myself from one of her bad moods like I'm supposed to... That was apparently not the case. I cried myself to sleep as she went grocery shopping without me.

I awoke to a regular occurrence, Mommy checking me to see if I was wet. I fell asleep in my trainers (Goodnites, as opposed to the Bambinos or Dry 24/7s she usually puts me in when she puts me to sleep since I am a bedwetter)and when I woke up, they were soaked and had leaked through to the cut off jean shorts I had been wearing and onto the comforter on her bed. She consoled me and helped me to wake up so she could change me more easily.

After she changed me, she could tell I was still a little upset.

"It's okay Piglet. Little girls leak all the time. They do NOT talk back to their Mommies though. Understand?" she lectured. I nodded in reply.

It took a few hours for me to get out of the sulking pit and to a state of mind where I actually wanted to go shopping again, and when I did, she made sure that we were both in good spirits when we went so it wouldn't happen again.

I learned a valuable lesson today about my place as a little and how it's not always bottles and bows and happy cuddle-time. With taking on this role as a lifestyle, it's begun a lesson in taking the good with the bad in order for Mommy to play the role she needs to as well.

[abycpl]

Wow. I can totally relate to how you felt. You sound like myself, I dont quite understand at times why im acting out. I often know im doing it and dont know why. Sometimes end up sulking myself and afterward thinking about my behavior. It does take some time to get your mind right as a little. Sometimes you cant shake it well, at its a matter of needing a nap. I hate being bad since I do not enjoy punishments, Im not into being spanked and such. I find my attitude a bit better after a bit of sulking and a taking nap. A hug when you wake up with a treat and bottle makes the day all better. Glad im not the only one finds myself in these situations.