Precious

We’d had a week of bliss, I felt so close to Him so I didn’t understand His abrupt change in mood. He barely spoke to me and seemed grumpy. Yes, we all get that way but this seemed personal, seemed aimed at me.

His friend J came by and each time I spoke, Daddy cut me off. J said something flirty to me and Daddy cut him off. It was out of character because J’s not a threat and he never minded it before. I didn’t understand. I asked but couldn’t get an answer.

The following day was a lot of the same and finally it all came out. Daddy doesn’t want me to communicate with SH. Long story short – SH is a wealthy man that I saw during a brief break with Daddy. SH fell kind of hard for me and tenaciously tried to get me back. He is well aware that I love Daddy and am not interested in a relationship with him other than friendship. As a matter of fact, SH knows not to pressure me anymore or I won’t talk to him.

Although I haven’t seen SH in a long time, he continues to call and text and is a friend on facebook. Honestly, I knew Daddy wanted him to go away but I guess I didn’t realize how much it bothered him until today when He made it very clear. At first it was with a raised voice which always makes me want to cry. Anyone else could yell at me and I wouldn’t care but tears burn my eyes if Daddy raises His voice at me. He had every right to, I shouldn’t have been in contact with SH.

Shortly after, Daddy explained it so sweetly. He despises being jealous, doesn’t like how it feels or how it makes him think and act. He said he’s always loved me and deemed me special but it’s become more intense. He said I’m extremely precious to him now. It makes him more possessive and jealous. I absolutely understand this because I feel this way too. Our bond has grown so strong, our love is more intense.  

Precious, I love that word. Love that feeling.  My heart, body, mind and soul are devoted to Daddy. Every day I love Him more. Thank you Daddy. xx

PS… I immediately un-friended SH on facebook!!

Pretty Purple Marks

In the mirror I admire my punished breasts; grayish-purple bruises surround both nipples. Especially my right one, oh god, You sucked that one so hard Daddy. It sends such a rush to my clit and pussy. I instantly melt and the harder you pinch and pull and suck, the more I crave to please you. My ass is covered with reddish–purple splotches. My left cheek wears marks the size of your hand where you spanked me over and over and over again. The right cheek wears smaller ones on the outer cheek where you slapped me whenever the urge struck. I’m strangely proud of them. The proof of submission? All day being reminded that You spanked me; each time I sit or something brushes against my breasts, I feel the burn of your Dominance. I need Your discipline, it makes me want to be such a good girl for You. It takes away the bitchy and the bratty. You put me in my place and I'm so happy and content there. Thank You Daddy.  xx

Growing Need

Oh Daddy, You totally possess me. The power You have over me is intoxicating. It’s so right, so true to myself. I need You more than ever. Need to surrender to Your dominance and to Your love. The more exposed and vulnerable I am to You, the more my love grows. I’m not sure why, perhaps I’ve broken down the walls through this. It seems pure although it’s labeled kinky. All I know is I’m feeling incredibly close and in love with You. xoxo