Lislee

Awful start to my day...up all night with a sick little one and completely exhausted...instead of allowing me wallow in my funk...Daddy set me straight and got me up and busy....looking back at my day, I'm happy that I was very productive!  What a man!  He could have told me to have a nap or to read a book...but NO...he instructed me to make a list, keep him updated on my progress, and to be his productive girl.  Mission accomplished!!!!

I'm continually surprised by the scope of conversations that occur between myself and Daddy.  One minute we are planning dinner, then the next we are discussing the best way for me to serve his cock, then elaborating on the Brief History of Time book on the couch.    The fluidity of the discussions is a breath of fresh air and always a pleasure.  This week will be a lovely week...four nights in a row together...and two full days.   I am truly blessed to be His girl.  His property.  He is my world and I can't imagine my life without Him.

Creating the correct balance of power in a relationship is often difficult and leads to struggle and conflict. However, when one goes forward, knowing that it is He who is in charge and will lead with strength and confidence, there is security. 

I know my place.  It is at His feet; listening to His words and comforted by His scent and firm hand.  He is the man of the house, and I am his girl.  There will never be a question of who wears the pants, nor who is the one in command.  I will dutifully follow where He leads and continue to be blessed by my submission to Him.  There is no other I'd rather belong to....no other I'd rather serve. 

The Alpha dog marks his bitch, growling at all comers, "STAY BACK!  This one is MINE!"

The Alpha sits back, watching as his marked one receives the adoring words from the females of the pack. She smiles, proud of her honor, gracefully receving kind and loving words from her friends. He is pleased as he hears a low growl come from her, beneath her smile...she understands. She knows the responsibility of her ownership, non-true friends who seek what she has, will try to take her down, back to the unowned. She must always be her alpha's second set of eyes, strong and watchful. Presenting a solid image to all the rest. She is His; owned, but she bows before no other. Her naturally submissive posture has changed. She is filled with his strentgh as she looks out over the world. With a look (raised left eyebrow), he calls her back to his side. She comes and kneels on His right, respectfully showing him, and the pack, that she is His alone. The Alpha is pleased. His heart has chosen well. They will be bonded forever. She has waited, unknowingly, preparing for this moment, longed for the fulfillment. And now she is whole.

--Written by Lislee's Daddy

Thursday night was amazing with Daddy...I dressed up a sexy motel slut for him....crotchless fishnet stockings, short black mini skirt, and a hot little black top that was two pieces of fabric and some string.  When Daddy entered the room, I was kneeling on the floor, away from the door, with my eyes closed.  He immediately blindfolded me and instructed me to lie on the bed, face down, ass in the air.  He wrapped my wrists securely with fabric shackles and then hung me up on the closet door...then started working my ass with his bare hands.  All the while, Daddy talked dirty to me...getting my mind in the right place.  After a nice warm up, Daddy got out his leather flogger and ran the falls gentlly up and down my body (clothing removed by his hands).  He flogged me softly at first, building in pressure and momentum, my body relishing in the thudding...then the stinging.  Daddy knew what I needed...to be used...owned...loved.  I could feel his love with every impact...with every stroke of the leather.  Again and again it struck me as he moved from my shoulders down to my thighs.  My skin heated and radiated with pain.  Gasping and breathless, I endured.  He rubbed my hot flesh with his bare hands, pleased with me, whispering his pride in my ear.  My Daddy loves me...tells me...shows me.  

The paddle came next.  Sharp, hard blows on my ass, with short breaks of Daddy petting me, rubbing me.  I couldn't think of anything but Him.  My mind completely focus and centered on Him.  Tears flowed, but I endured.  Sobs erupted, but I endured.  Knowing that this is what I needed.  This is what I craved.  

Daddy took me off the door slowly, and allowed me a to have a little break before he worked my naughty holes.  Four hours of bliss...and I came home sore and well used...a stretched out little slut for Daddy.  Mmmmm.  Happy baby girl.  Content.  Loved. 

Dear Daddy,   

Your baby girl is getting hungry.  Please feed me, fuck me, spank me, and give me some focus!!!!!  Kisses,  lis

Such an exquisitely happy girl!!!  Daddy and I drove to the lake this past weekend and spent two nights in a cozy little cabin by the water.  Friday night he stretched my naughty hole good and wide and I rode him reverse cowgirl style...mmmm...HOT!  Saturday, we spent the early part of the day on the boat after two enthusiastic sessions in bed.  Then had a nice nap...um...yep...I'll call it a nap...and then went back out on the boat for a sunset cruise.  :-)  Sunday brought us more fun in the sun and another romp...I think my orgasm total for the weekend borders around 45.  Daddy is the MAN!  I'm not sure I kept up with him like I usually do...so starting to workout this week to build endurance.  :-)  Endurance and flexibility.  Hee hee.  Daddy treated me to my first golden shower also...it was nice...I felt marked.  Owned.  Loved.  His.  That's always been on my list of hard limits, but he is good about stretching my boundaries...and says I'm a "gamer"...I'm up for anything!  :-)  Loving my life!!!  Happy, happy baby girl!!!

On my knees

eyes cast downward

cool shower spraying my back

Standing before me

your nakedness inches away

"Are you ready girl?'

Hot streams of Daddy's juices

running down my breasts

I am marked

Property

Owned

Loved

On CollarMe, I have met some wonderful people...male and female alike.  However, there are those that rub me the wrong way...sending messages without first reading my profile. 

Here's the deal (and a little rant):

 I have a Daddy.  I'm serving him.   I love him.  We are monogamous. 

I'm NOT searching for a Dom.  I'm not interested in telling you if I swallow.  I'm not interested in having an online D/s relationship.  I don't care that you might or might not have a large cock.    I don't need a playpartner.

Yes, I have a Yahoo, but why in the world would I share it with someone I don't know? 

Rant complete...now act like real men and read profiles of all submissives before sending messages!!!  Grrrrr.

“It's hard for an educated woman to turn her head off. That's part of the joy of being a submissive. None of the decisions are yours. When you can't refuse anything and can't even move, those voices in your head go silent. All you can do, and all you are permitted to do, is feel.”
? Cherise Sinclair, Dark Citadel