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| I am a little. I am overweight(working on that). I have a battered heart, it has been broken a time or two. I love my stuffies, movies, crafts and most things little. I am a woman and sub also. I am looking for someone who will want all three, the little, who needs her Daddy Dom,to play and be cherished, protected and cared for. The woman who loves vanilla things, especially my grandchildren, dancing, reading, music, travel, beaches, amusement parks and all that. The sub who like the little thrives on structure, guidance and yes some discipline. I am NOT a masochist. The Man, Daddy, Dom who captures my heart will be a special man. Please want to explore life and have fun.. as warranted..
Ideally I am looking for someone within 5 years above or below me, but the heart wants what the heart wants. I am very sexual, does that mean I will hook up for one night stands? NO! I want and need someone who will love me, for me. As I will him.
No offense, but I am not nor have I ever been attracted to African Americans. So please do not waste any of our time.
I am a sub/little/baby girl.. I am not a switch nor a Domme.. if you are a sub male, Please do us a favor and do not expect what cannot happen.
Pictures upon request.
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Why? Why lie about things? Things like where you are or what you are doing or what you want?? Seriously why lie? Do you not realize there are ways to find out? What is the sense in the lies? If I am not what you want, say so; If you do not want to be with me, say so. Why the weeks of games? Move on, let me move on. But stop the lies and games.
Do you get off on the games? Is that it? Does it give you a thrill to know that someone gives you their heart, loyalty and you lie and play games? Why?
I trusted you, gave you my all. And you gave me games and lies. Destroying my trust, love, heart, will.. I do not understand the need for all the games. Why couldn't you have just said you wanted something or someone else?
Now I have to put it all back together again. Have I not had enough heartbreak and lies?
When will I find the one who will not lie or play games? The one who will love me, want me and need me as I need him.. The Daddy who will accept me and then nurture and cherish.. let my little have her time and play. I don't ask for the world, just the one who will be my world and I his.. The one who will want to build that world with me. The one who will show me that putting my trust and love into him is not a mistake. That he will take that which I offer and give it room to grow and flourish, that he will entrust the same of his in me. Knowing that I will treasure him and his love. That I will work tirelessly to ensure growth of the feelings.
Is this site so full of fakes and wannabes that the true ones have all left or cannot be found among the weeds? The prince among the toads? |
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I still search, for the elusive maybe? Does He exist? I begin to wonder..
Keeping my head up, my hopes up, my little side in check can and is sometimes hard. Keeping on track is hard for someone who needs structure.. I try.. daily.. Some days are harder than others.
Maybe a hard wind will blow away the hay and reveal the needle for me.. I can only hope.
Please find me Daddy |
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I see you in my minds eye..
Out there.. somewhere.. searching.. As I do.. For the one who will be your other half, the one you laugh with, cry with, the one you will give all for..
The one I will laugh with, cry with, give my all to and for.. The one who is meant for me..
I see you in my minds eye...
Out there.. somewhere.. searching.. as I do..For the little that will complete you, for you to cherish, protect, guide..
As I search for the Daddy that will complete me, cherish me, protect and guide me..
I see you in my minds eye..
Out there.. Somewhere.. Searching.. As I do..
I wait for you to find me.. As you do me.. |
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Why is it that some think because a person is a little and without the protection of a Daddy Dom that we are fair game for all the idiots of the world. Know this, we may not have that protection but we are not helpless. We may desire the protection a Daddy Dom offers but we can and will do so, on our own when we do not have it. That means, should you wish to get to know us, ask, talk with us.
Do not do what was done last night. Little I am, submissive I am.. Stupid I am not, a fool I have been, but not last night. When a supposed Daddy Dom asked to talk to me and within minutes things turned to creepy sexual talk because he was jacking off, I said NO thank you, you are making me uncomfortable. The response was when I felt I could serve "Daddy" to contact him back.. Ummm Asshole, you have about as much chance of that happening as I do of becoming a Queen. I blocked you and deleted all the sick shit your wrote.
Why is so hard to find someone who wants to get to know me and the little side of me before sex is brought into the equation? While I am a submissive and enjoy that side of myself very much, the giving and pleasuring my Dom, I am a little and that is the part of me that needs the attention first right now. |
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Hi..
Low..
I look, I search..
Are you here?
Are you there?
Will you find me?
Will I find you?
Can you love me?
Can I love you?
Will you cherish my gift?
Will you allow me to give you my gift?
A million questions I have.. For what else is expected from a little one? |
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Written when a Daddy Dom left me, breaking my heart.
You came in and stole into my heart, You made me want more than I ever knew I could or would. You taught me more than I expected. Then you left.
You were unintentional, a comment made about something you posted. We chatted and hit it off. You told me about yourself. I told you about me. Then you started teaching me that the side of me that I always knew was there was not something to be hidden, it was not to be ashamed of. You showed me that playing with my stuffed animals and wanting the "little" things in life are normal for the type of person I am. That loving to watch Disney movies, especially princess movies, is normal for those like me. That the little ''accidents'' I had were not something to be ashamed of.
You gave me strength in my littleness. You made me proud to be a little. I gifted you my submission, my little side, my all. Heart, mind, body and soul. And then you left.
The stuffies are put away, as is the movies, the paci, all of it.
My heart is broke, shattered. My body does not know what to do, my chest hurts. My soul is on the run, hiding from the hurt. My mind is in turmoil, how do I go on.. You left. Where do I go from here?
Where do I find the Daddy who will have the instinct to know when I need little time, to know that I need to be tucked in at night?
Where do I find the Daddy who will make me want to orgasm on command, because that is a gift I can give him?
Where will I find the Daddy who will know that while lines may blur, they do not cross between little and big?
Where will I find the Daddy who will know that my tough exterior hides a little that is vulnerable, who will want to protect and cherish her?
Where will I find the Daddy who will put all the pieces together again to make me whole, who will love me?
Where will I find the Daddy who will want all of me, faults and all, and think I am not perfect, but perfect for him?
Where will I find the Daddy who will not leave? Now I search for him. |
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| Age: 27 |
| Tulsa,
Oklahoma |
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