SirDonald614

You noticed him watching as you walked around the house in your tight jeans, your short schoolgirl skirts or your cheerleaders outfit.....bending over in front of him....teasing him.....

He caught experimenting with your wet pussy. . .. sliding your fingers in and out, making yourself cum. . ...or. . ..using mommy's thick dildo that you found under her bed.....or did you catch him smelling or playing with your panties??

Were you curious about what it is that makes mommy moan at night, when you hear the bed squeaking, or what's daddy's 'secret movies' are about?

Do you miss jacking daddy off, speeding up until he erupts with gobs of cum streaming over your small hand as he begs you not to stop until his balls are empty?

Or taking his thick cock in your mouth, looking up with your eyes big, hoping he likes the way you suck and lick his meat. gagging a little when you taste the salty precum for the first time, trying to swallow it as fast as it comes out, licking his tender cock to get out every drop and make daddy feel good.

While he gently plays with his little girls bald pussy, teaching her how to really make herself feel good, gently rubbing her clit, then sliding his fingers up and down through her lips, spreading her juices all over.....

Did you want it pumped hot into your smooth tight pussy?

Bending you over, holding your hips, and banging you hard doggy style. want him on top of you smashing your tits into his chest, his head buried in your neck grunting and sweating. pushing hard, almost splitting you open as he dumps a load into your hungry cunt. Your honey and his cream mixing together and dripping down your thighs...knowing you were a good girl

If you are legal age and think about or miss being daddy's little girl/whore, and have forbidden, taboo thoughts or memories that you can't even tell your best friend......daddy wants to hear from you!!

Can you still remember the leather tightly cinched about your wrists? The feel of the silk wrapped about your face... caressing your skin... The breeze gently blowing that evening, lifting tendrils of your hair and playing them softly on your cheek... Bathed in the light of the stars, kissed by the moon you waited for me there. Still as a statue, beautiful. Good girl.

I'm sure you wondered just how long I watched you from the comfort of the shadows before I approached. Could you even hear me over the thundering of your own heart? Fine beads of sweat at your brow and lip betrayed your fear; nothing else. Your posture upright, proud. A spirit worth the time and effort needed to tame it to the fist. And to the heel. I remember the gasp as I took your hair in my hand and drew you to me. Your head tilted, lips parted, fear mixed with desire as you felt the first gentle intrusions.

I could feel your hunger, I could taste your desire.

The sounds that welled from deep in your throat were all the indication I needed to know you had won the battle inside you and put aside the fear. Now we may begin.....

You're smart. You're articulate. You're compelling. You're also sexually submissive, and you know it -- even if you don't openly admit it. I like it when you close your eyes. I think it's the surrender that I enjoy so much. But then it's your eyes I find to be so enthralling. They are so expressive. They grow so wide when you're frightened, the pupils so dark and alluring. And even while you're pleading with them I'm never sure if you want me to stop or you're afraid I might...

You know who you are. And you know I am speaking to you. You need a master but you haven't found him yet. You're afraid to tell anyone that you need a master, because you've only realized it recently. But once you realized it, you knew it's been true for a long long time. You need someone to give up control to. You need someone to obey. You need someone who will be strict with you and who will punish you when he is displeased. You've read or seen things which frighten you yet compel you. You want to try them, you need to try them, but you are scared. Let Daddy take You there...

I want You to cry.Not because you feel like you have to,
but because it is safe to.

I want you to cry.
Not because the of the pain I inflict on your body,
but because of the pain I help release from your soul.

I want you to cry.
Not because you've been bad,
but because it is good for us both.

I want you to cry.
Not because of the limits which were broken,
but because of the limits we worked through together.

I want you to cry.
Not because it hurts when you kneel,
but because it hurts when you don't get to.

I want you to cry.
Not because of how much the past hurt,
but because of how beautiful the future will be.

I want you to cry.

What makes a Good Master?




A Man who displays sensitivity Will be a Master who is sensitive to you
A Man who displays humility will be a Master who will show you respect
A Man who is not afraid to cry will be a Master who understands your tears
A Man who is quiet will be a Master who will hear your quietest whisper
A Man who knows fear will be a Master who will not leave you to face yours alone
A Man who will listen to a child will be a Master who will always work to understand your words
A Man who can stand alone will be a Master who will not crush you under His weight
A Man who controls Himself with ease will be a Master with the ability to control you in the same way
A Man who does not have to prove His point will be a Master with many worthwhile points to share
A Man who never makes demands will be a Master who treasures anything you give
A Man who doesn't run after you will be a Master you will never need to run away from
A Man who is calm will be a Master who can weather your storms
A Man who has walked the path to peace will be a Master able to guide you along that path
A Man who does not shout will be a Master who will never deafen you
A Man who knows Himself will be a Master who will have time to know you
A Man who never stops learning will be a Master who never stops growing
A Man who always seeks to be the best He can be for you is the only Man truly worthy of being called Master.This is Who I try everyday to be. Come be Mine too. Sir Donald