Growing Up Little

A woman exploring the world of BDSM and sharing what she discovers…

My Teen Got A Tattoo



My lovely daughter, who just turned 18 years old… went out and got a tattoo tonight.

Surprisingly – that’s not the part that upsets me… what upsets me, is that she has been talking about getting one done for the longest time… planned it out… had it created by the tattoo artist, it would have been beautiful.  It held a lot of meaning, was artistic, I trusted the artist who was going to do it and she chose the back of her neck for placement, so she could easily hide it with her hair if she wanted to.  That, I would have been okay with.

So… long story short… she is ‘stuck’ in a different place right now (for reasons I won’t get into tonight) and she spontaneously went out (with the money I had given her for clothes) and decided to ‘drop in’ and get a tattoo of an M behind her ear… with six stars.  M is the initial of her last name.

Thank God she told me over the phone.

I didn’t freak out at her… just sort of said… ‘oh, can’t wait to see it’… that type of thing.

I am speechless.  Just fucking speechless.

And sad.

I can’t stop her from making stupid mistakes anymore.

Mistakes that are going to last a lifetime.




Wow – wanted to share this with my readers!
Would love to see more of this guys work!

Le Mot

“Jacobs’s dioramas provide peeks into a world in which reality is presented in such exquisite detail it begins to look surreal.”








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This is a challenge that EVERY man should attempt with their significant other!
Love it!

The Bedroom Submissive



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The Persnickety Princess Tour

The Persnickety Princess Tour

Persnickety Tour Badge (2)I have agreed to do my very first book tour blog review!  So… I will read The Persnickety Princess by Falcon Storm and give my honest opinion and post my review on March 30th.  Keep an eye out for it and please let me know what you think!

A brief summary of the book:

High up in the tallest tower of the purplest castle in the Kingdom by the Sea, Princess Lavender awaits rescue. Desperate as she may be, only the most dashing, well dressed, properly mannered prince will do. Oh, and he must stand exactly four and three-quarters inches taller than her. A princess has got to have standards, after all.

When, finally, one such prince comes to her castle—not to rescue her, but her younger sister—Lavender refuses to be ignored. Instead of waiting for the next suitor to come along, she devises a plan to put herself in danger, thus forcing the upstart prince to forget her sister and rescue her instead.

Well accustomed to getting her way, there is only one thing, unfortunately, that this princess can’t control—her luck. When her plans go awry, putting her in very real danger, will she allow the prince to rescue her as he sees fit? Will he even want to try?

And will anyone be able to find a way to rescue Lavender from her persnickety ways once and for all? Find out in this comedic tale of princes, dragons, and dreams that just may come true.

PRIZES:  Novel Publicity will have three standard $50 gift card prizes, but they’re also going to offer huge additional prizes to both blog tour reviewers and their readers (that would be YOU), to really make this one special. 

Which means – MY readers will get a chance to win prizes!  More information on what and how to enter during my upcoming post on March 30th!

The Persnickety Princess:  An Excerpt

Lavender hummed a peppy tune while thinking about how she could best put herself into some sort of peril that looked, but wasn’t too, dangerous.

At once, she remembered the time last month when the Witch’s cat got itself stuck in a tree. If she could get up a tree, the prince would have no choice but to help her down. What a perfect idea! Trees grew in abundance beside the road. A tallish oak looked particularly promising….

She moseyed up to the tree and eyed it cautiously. What was the best way to climb it? She needed to be careful not to damage her dress, and obviously her hair needed to stay flawless. Upon further inspection, she found a strong branch close enough for her to climb upon with ease. Better yet, a small outcropping of rocks lay near it. If she could position herself just right, she’d be able to jump from the rocks onto the branch and into a perfectly perilous position.

With a spring to her step, she sauntered out onto the rock outcropping. Balanced as well as she could, Lavender crossed her fingers and leapt for the branch. She plummeted for a split second longer than she thought necessary and almost gave into panic when—whoomp!– she landed on the branch.

She wobbled only for an instant, but it was enough to scuff her shoe. She fumed silently. If Prince Hugo had just rescued her properly in the first place, her outfit would still be intact and she wouldn’t be risking a twisted ankle from a bad fall.

“Oh, just perfect!” Lavender proclaimed, swinging her legs beneath her. “I do hope he hurries.” Recalling what Hugo had said to her when last they met, she scoffed and muttered to herself, “Not in danger, my royal patootie!”

Her language wasn’t appropriate for a respectable princess, but she felt she could get away with it this time, seeing as no one else was around.

A few moments passed, leaving Lavender with nothing to do but to wait and grumble to herself. It took about five grumbled rants before she spied the prince and his squire riding up the road.

Help! Help!” she cried at once. “I was chased by a vicious animal and had to take shelter in this tree. Help me, Prince Hugo. You’re my only hope.”

Hugo sat perplexed atop his stallion. “I, umm…you climbed a tree?”

Lavender huffed. “Of course I climbed a tree! There was a wild beast after me.”

“Then how did you stay so clean?” Hugo dismounted and handed his reins to Dave.

“A princess knows how to do all things in a princessly manner.” She folded her arms in a huff, which almost resulted in losing her balance.

Prince Hugo shook his head. “All right….”

“Are you going to rescue me now or what?” A foot stamp was out of the question up in the tree, so Lavender held one hand to her hip while keeping the other firmly planted on the tree’s trunk.

The branch Lavender was perched on was only about waist high. Hugo suppressed a chuckle. “You’re quite literally two feet off the ground. You can’t get down on your own?”

“I could break my legs!”

Hugo slapped a palm against his forehead and drew in a deep breath. “You can’t break your legs from a two-foot fall.”

“But I could seriously twist my ankle, which would be very dangerous if the—if the crazed animal comes back.” Lavender’s voice took on an impatient tone. “You know, I’m beginning to seriously wonder if you are, in fact, a prince—what, with the lack of rescuing going on here.”

“I assure you, princess, I am a prince.” Hugo motioned to Dave, who busily worked on tying the horses to a nearby tree. “In fact—”

Lavender interrupted him. “All right! Then hurry up and save me before that animal returns.”

Hugo narrowed his eyes and rubbed at his chin. “What kind of animal chased you up this tree?”

“You’re questioning me?” Lavender blinked in surprise.

“No, I’m just curious. What kind of animal was vicious enough to tree you, but somehow couldn’t reach you two feet off the ground?”

Lavender racked her brain for the name of a vicious animal native to these parts. An aardvark isn’t dangerous, an anteater is an aardvark, an armadillo just looks weird, a badger is… perfect

“It was a badger,” she declared with a smug smile.

“What were you muttering?”


“A badger, huh?” Hugo snorted. “What color was it?”

Lavender rolled her eyes. “Why do you care about its color? Like most badgers in the area…” She paused and made a mental note to have all the badgers in the land repainted after this misadventure. “Red! It was red.”

“A red badger?” Hugo assumed the princess was lying to him, but since he was new to the area, he couldn’t be sure whether she’d ordered all the badgers painted red in a fit of pickiness. Knowing her, she might have. So he asked, “And what about its antlers?”

Lavender had no idea whether badgers had antlers at all, but she thought it safest to provide an answer. “Oh, they were white. White antlers that almost got me, see? The horrible beast scuffed my shoe with its antlers.”

Once again, Hugo was in a pickle. Either Lavender had no idea what a badger looked like, or because she liked everything just so, she might’ve actually glued white antlers onto all of the badgers—after having them painted, of course.

Before he could formulate his next question, Lavender let out a shrill scream. “Ow! Ouch! Get away from me, you wretched beasts!”

Hugo looked up, half expecting to see red badgers with white antlers attacking Lavender.






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An extended visit with Daddy

I am so excited.  I will be spending TWO whole days with Daddy this week.  Usually it’s only one!  I have decided to leave a day earlier, just because there is snow due and I’m worried about getting caught up in the mess of it.  So I’m going in a day early… that way I will be stress free, no chance of the roads closing and messing up our plans!  We will get to spend all Wednesday together and then all of Friday too!

On Thursday, I will shop and entertain myself for the day.  Which will be fun too!

For Daddy, of course

For Daddy, of course


Getting away from the current pressures I have at home… will be a nice, revitalizing break as well.  Time for me.  It’s okay – I deserve it.

I plan to bring all my colouring books and doodle pads and crayons, markers, pencil crayons with me.  Might get to do some with Daddy and some when Daddy isn’t around to play too.  This one… I haven’t given to him yet but plan too!  I hope he will like it.  I like the rainbow in it.  I love rainbows and I love unicorns too.  I wish there were a nice way to make white show up in crayons on paper…but it never looks right unfortunately!  So a pink unicorn it is!

Then there is this velvet marker picture…


Another picture for Daddy.  These velvet pictures are fun and super easy to do.  Colouring takes me and makes me Little.  That glorious place of innocence and vulnerability.  The world goes away and it all becomes about what the best colour choices are.  It’s a wonderful, very zen feeling.

I will be seeing Daddy very soon and I am so desperately looking forward to being little for long stretches of time.  Being under his safe watch… being able to go further on that tether of reality… get lost for longer, for deeper…  One day… might that tether snap?  I’m wondering if it wouldn’t be the worst thing to ever happen to someone.  What do you guys think?

Reality…. the value of it.  What is it’s worth?  Any ideas?




Had to reblog this… I adore the picture (and of course the commentary!).
Thank you goes to The Bedroom Submissive!

The Bedroom Submissive


I look at this couple and see a real D/s couple. What makes me think this? They may have posed for this but he’s a real Dominate.

The way he’s holding her up… Not posing his hands. The way he’s looking into her eyes. He is demanding her full attention. He’s telling her to put her arm up to block her face. He’s holding her full weight. Then he is fully clothed. Most Doms stay fully clothed during play…

Looks like the real deal to me…
What’s your thoughts?

Sexy Couple….


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Paint on wood.  Artist:  Oliver Clegg

Paint on wood. Artist: Oliver Clegg


Thought this was absolutely beautiful and wanted to share with all of you.

Artist:  Oliver Clegg.



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Daddy Leaves Marks…

I love when Daddy leaves pretty marks on me….




Daddy has played with knives on me before… but this time… I asked him to cut me. 

I love that it is a week later and I still have red marks on my arm, to remember him by. 

He said we would do it again.  Next time though… I am going to ask him to do it in a place that is easier to hide…




Book Shelves

Book Shelves

I love book shelves.  There is something fascinating to me about them.  I love looking and browsing through someone’s book shelf… it’s like peering into a piece of their soul…

Shelf 3





Happy Valentine’s Day!

Valentines Day Gift for Daddy




I made this for Daddy for Valentines Day.  It is a wooden shaped heart and I cut one inch square pieces of tissue paper… took a pencil, using the eraser end and twisted the tissue around the pencil.  I spread glue over the board and then pressed the tissue onto the board.  Repeat, repeat, repeat.  I have no idea how many pieces of one inch square tissue pieces there are – but many!  It took quite awhile but it was really fun to do and I am happy with the result.  I hope he likes it.  It has a hanger… so he can put it up somewhere if he likes.  I am giving it to him in about seven hours.  He is due to knock on the door at 8:30am… and we will be celebrating Valentine’s Day together (a day late but that’s okay).


This is the other thing I made for Daddy for Valentine’s Day.  It is one of those stained glass kits for kids.  It was fun to do.  I put pretty blue fuzzy type yarn on it, so he could hang it somewhere if he’d like.  I hope he’ll like it!

Something else I got him, that I did NOT make…



Sure hope he decides to use it on my naughty ass!  Wonder if it will leave heart impressions???  Hope so!