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Daddy invited me over last night. His vanilla friend from the bay came up to visit. We had talked about limits and ideas before hand so i was prepared. I knew my limits and I knew my safe words. We cooked dinner, we drank some wine, then daddy and I started playing, he organically joined in. Then daddy took me up to his room, tied me up, blind folded and gagged me. He brought his friend up and we all started playing. I asked daddy he not enter my pussy or ass, those are daddy's holes. Feeling his cock in my mouth while daddy was flogging me, or while daddy was fucking me was so very hot! Daddy's friend made me feel so comfortable and hot as well. I cannot wait to play again. |
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Thank you for always loving me, for me. I know you don't see the flaws I see and that's what I love most about you. I look in the mirror and see someone I don't want to be physically. But you look at me like I'm a super model. I know we all have flaws, but you see past mine. You continue to lift me up and encourage me. I love you daddy! Thank you for being you! |
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When daddy is sick, or in pain it breaks my heart. It's not as painful as watching my kids go through something, but it's so hard. I can't do much. I made him soup, I made sure he has enough fluids and his medication. But then I sit...I watch him sleep, wishing I was able to take away his pain. Seeing daddy at the other end is different, it scares me. But, I love him and I will forever stand by him. |
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When daddy is sick, or in pain it breaks my heart. It's not as painful as watching my kids go through something, but it's so hard. I can't do much. I made him soup, I made sure he has enough fluids and his medication. But then I sit...I watch him sleep, wishing I was able to take away his pain. Seeing daddy at the other end is different, it scares me. But, I love him and I will forever stand by him. |
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Daddy,
I really don't know how I got as lucky as I did in finding you. The care that you give me, the love that you make me feel is indescribable. The last 24 hours have been hard, on both of us. But you've continued to show me love, compassion and patience. You take care of me like a queen. Some days I feel as if you give 100% more to me than I give to you. Thank you daddy, for comforting me, for loving me, and for pushing me in all the right places. I love you. |
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Why must jealousy be such an issue with me. I'm such a secure person on the outside, yet a couple of simple, carefree, words send my brain into a spirual. This is not an emotion I'm used to. I know I need to be secure in every aspect of my relationship. Perhaps deep down I feel he chose her for so long, that he's going to wake up one day and want her instead of me. Jealousy and insecurity is such an evil, awful emotion. I must get these thoughts under control. (Ps: I always get very insecure and emotional right around my menstrual cycle). Sorry daddy... |
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Feeling a bit down tonight. Daddy surprised me and came up for dinner. I was THRILLED! I had a surprise for him. I put larger hoops in my nipples with a smaller gauge and larger diameter. I don't know if he liked them...I feel our energy a bit off lately. We're both going through so much stress in our own personal lives that I can't differentiate the two...we also have some dinamics of my little ones to work out. That will be a work in progress I suppose. |
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I haven't seen daddy in two days and I feel as if there's a gaping hole in my heart. |
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I wake in the middle of the night wanting him near. His presents is so comforting. Without him here I have nightmares. With him here my body fully relaxes and I feel like I've gotten hours of sleep. I cannot wait until the day where I have my king at my side 24/7. |
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I'm very excited to get on the back of Daddy's bike this weekend and ride. I don't care where, I just want my legs wrapped around him, feel the vibration of the pipes and the wind in in my hair and to forget about this weeks trials. |
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I'm nervous. Nervous what you're talking about with her, nervous on what decisions are being made. Nervousness with a slight bit of jealousy. You've reassured me time and time again that I have nothing to worry over, and yet any in counter you have with her I get jealous. I want our past to stop and our future to begin. Waiting is not my strong point... |
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I love when daddy gives me full control to please him anyway I want. It's amazing how much I love to please him in all the wonderful perverted ways. It also amazes me that a few months ago I didn't even like the thought if anal, now I crave it as much as I crave his cock in my pussy. |
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I'm exhausted! Getting 3-4 hours of sleep isn't condusive to raising children and being a "single mom". I can't sleep with out Him here. I wake up 5-6 times a night, wide awake for no apparent reason. BUT...today is the day!! I will pack the car full of more crap than we need and drive for 3.5 hours to see him! I'm not looking forward to no shower for two days, but oh well! :-) |
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Daddy is gone camping for 5 days. What's a girl to do? I can't just wait on my knees the whole time. I must find something productive to keep my mind off of missing him. |
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Daddy and I just got done with a long night of fucking and love making. I feel so content and happy, I just want to lay here with him all day...ugh I hate work! |
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You never cease to amaze me with your encouraging words and your ways of showing me how much I mean. Thank you for holding me up when I'm weak, thank you for keeping me afloat when I'm drowning. Thank you for being such an important part of my life. I love you |
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It's amazing how when someone sees something they can't have, how much more they want it. |
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His presence is known, His comfort is near, His security is strong. The future is near and I cannot wait to melt in his arms. Until then, I wait, feeling secure in us. Waiting for his return...forever. |
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I think the biggest turn on in any power exchange relationship is the build up. Even if it's just coming home from a long days work to find him at your house. Or the anticipation of him spending the night and waking to him the next morning. I find the littlest things pleasing. Picking up my house so when he gets here it's clean, or making him dinner and having him watch me (partically clothed of course). Caring for someone, serving them, is something I get pure pleasure in doing. |
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I would kill to hear your laugh right now. Just to see a smile on your face, or the look in your eye you get when youre happy. I have flash backs of us. Mostly in public places. Being on your shoulder, seeing a reflection of us at the dinner table. Knowing your company right now I get frusterated and upset. I know that stupid saying "all good things come to those who wait". But who really believes that? My heart aches for you. Not hearing your voice, not feeling your touch is pain full. Yes Daddy I am addicted to you. Yes, I love the fact that no matter where I turn or what I do i feel your presence. I miss you Daddy. |
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I sit there, on my knees in a candle lit room. My hands are cuffed behind my back, my blind fold is on, his collar is around my neck. My back is turned toward the door. This is a surprise to him, and early valentines day present. As I know he's drawing near, I can hear his footsteps, my pussy gets instantly wet, my blood starts to rise in all the right places. He enters the room, sets his bag down and makes a satisfied noise. I smile, from ear to ear. I love making Daddy happy. To have the words "good girl" whispered in your ear is like gold. The rest of my night I was dripping, moaning and screaming. |
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I wake up in these moods. Scared, worried, wondering if my dream is every going to fully come true or if I'm going to just get crushed in the end. I get scared, I want to push away...defense I'm sure. I've completely engulfed my life around this person. He is my breath, my thoughts and my world. What if it disappeared tomorrow? How do I cope? What if I wake up and can't hold on anymore? How much longer can I hold on without getting impatient? We see each other, but even when we do we fully can't let our guard down. We're forced to go into the middle of the woods, and even then there are still guards up. I'm in a glass curse. I'm just waiting for the rock to be thrown to break it. |
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Happy Thanksgiving. Even though I have to work...Daddy knew I was having a hard day. He surprised me and flew to see me for a short time. Being wrapped in his arms took all my troubles away for a short period of time. Going through this d/s journey I've learned so many things along the way. Having someone who can read you without you having to say a word really means a lot. Having someone know your ever need and desire even when you don't and trust that he will take care of you is true why I dipped into this. Thank
You for taking care of me Daddy... |
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It gets frustrating waking up alone all the time and yet my body and soul are somewhere else. Half the time I think I'm split into two different people... |
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PEOPLE are idiots. What dont you get about my profile? Do you think I want a pic of you, or your #? NOPE!! I'm VERY VERY happy with who I serve. I'm very happy in whom Ive chosen and who has chosen me. I dont see any gray areas in regards to my profile. Therefore, if your a male, please dont contact me expecting more than an online conversation. Thank you and good night. |
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I cherish the little things some might take for granted. Being able to lay my head in his lap after a long session of fucking, showering with him after he's filled every one of my holes with his cum, cuddling with him in bed in the middle of the day, smelling his scent as I make us lunch. Cherish what you have my friends. Take every day as a blessing with the ones you love. |
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Somedays I forget what it was ever like without him. To lean on, depend on and have him guide me every step of my life. |
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I really hate being out of contact with Him. I miss him more when I can't talk to Him. My days seem to drag on and my nights are restless. With Him by my side I feel like I can handle anything and accomplish anything, without Him here or near my days seem much worse. |
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Waking up to the feeling of Daddy's warm body next to me is something I can never get tired of. The feeling of comfort I get when I know he's there protecting me and taking care of me. I wake in the morning, not saying a word to him, just wrapping my lips around his cock and pleasing him. I get so much satisfaction and pleasure out of serving him. Pleasing him gives me more pleasure than I think it does him. Feeling his cock so deep inside my mouth it enters the back of my throat, having him fuck my mouth until his cum shoots in the back of my throat. The look in his eye when his cock is deep inside my pussy and I'm moaning and screaming with pleasure. I know most people walk through life not meeting someone they connect with this deep mentally, physically and sexually. I'm so thankful I've met my Master. |
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I miss my Daddy...more than words can describe. |
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Being on my knees, with a blind fold over my eyes, waiting with anticipation to what he's going to do next. I hear is pants unzip, then I feel the head of his cock touch my lips. My whole body quivers. He knows exactly what I like and how I like it. He slowly slides his cock inside my mouth. I moan softly. I love the taste of his cock. He begins to fuck my mouth slowly, building up to faster. I love every minute of it. Having the taste of his cum in the back of my throat, knowing his seed is deep inside my belly. Mmmm such a hot feeling. |
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Some of these profile pics are ridiculous! A profile is supposed to be a small sliver of who you are and what you want. You think any woman is going to want to put her life in your hands and trust you to push her to the edge with a profile pic of you light saber fighting or smoking weed with your buddies at a party? People...people... |
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I have a deep desire to have a woman by my side. I find many woman attractive. I come in contact with lesbeins and they turn me on...I want to do simple things with her, like have my head in my Masters lap while running my fingers through her hair.. |
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Daddy told me to use my journal...
He has taken me where no one has taken me before. The deep bond and connection I have with him makes me not be able to function. When he gets the look in his eye, just a look, i quiver. I am filled with excitement and thrill. My body reacts to his touch and smell. At night when I wear his Tshirt and can smell him on me, my pussy gets instantly wet. He's in every thought of mine, every action of mine. As I lay here and think, I shake my head in awe. This can't be real. I'm waiting to wake up from this dream... |
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