Daddy looking for his little muse

So many little hearts are crushed & broken
Sad awful tales that often go unspoken
They look for a Daddy to fill the gap
Instead find wolves with deceitful traps

Same ole story with a Steven King ending
Hearts trampled on, way past hope of mending
But why rehash all the bad that’s there
All the negativity, abandonment, and despair

Take a trip to happier place if only in your mind
To Daddy who is compassionate, gentle and kind
Not a pushover, no, he can be quite demanding
He’ll blister your hide then give a safe landing

Littles need structure and some guided direction
Lots of discipline too if applied with affection
And freedom to explore little space without fear
With a Daddy who is safe and full of good cheer

Perhaps there is a Daddy right under your nose
One gifted in poetry, rhyme, and prose
Who can open the gate to a woman’s pleasure
A whole garden of sensual naughty to treasure

Very witty

Good luck with Your search

this one is brand new.

The advantage of poetry is that we can pretend
And avoid negativity where we shouldn’t descend
I can be your Daddy with nary a flaw
Sweet, and loving rarely laying down the law

You never have a bad hair day and rarely pout
With a love that’s certain and never in doubt
You love being a little and with a sly grin
Also like big girl toys like a crop & clothes pins

Daddy takes you to the park and lets you swing
Later ravishes you madly in the bondage thing
Sleep away the night like two spoons in a drawer
Waking you with kisses until wet for more

Whose to say if we’re wrong we’ll just be happy
When your little eyes tire it’s time for a nappy
Later some movie time with the Little Mermaid
A happy little girl with Daddy; no longer afraid

She loved unicorns and fairies and Cinderella
She wanted a Daddy not an ordinary feller
She needed guidance and a strong willed leader
An Oak of a man, yes a Lebanon cedar

Try as she might, the good ones were taken
Or much too far like an Englishman or Jamaican
If they were local she could spot a fatal flaw
Like utterly deceitful or wearing a bra

Yet, she kept trying to find a Daddy so right
One who would hold her on sleepless nights
Not a pushover either, she needed a firm hand
To weed out brattiness and give her bottom a tan

It’s a tough life being a lonely little these days
Like running in circles in a endless mouse maze
Wishing and hoping and crying herself to sleep
Where are you Daddy? Are we gonna ever meet?

Good Luck, nice prose, never been my scene poetry, can never get anything to rhyme. More concerned with rhythm. and pace

Littles like rhyme. Most of my other poetry doesn’t rhyme.

It hurts Daddy

What hurts?

You know, down there.

Your feet?

No, silly Daddy, down THERE

Oh, well, goodness. What’s wrong?

It’s like beating, like my heart and...

And what?

Daddy, I’m shy, you know I’m shy

But I can’t help unless I know

It’s all wet. Really wet.

Did you have an accident?

NOO. I’m not a baby! I was thinking.

About?

About yesterday, you know, what we did?

Oh, ok, yeah the park. Swinging. Hiking.

No, you know, later, when we got home.

Pizza?

Nooo, you know, in Daddy’s room?

Oh, well you know there is a name for that.

There is?

Yeah, it’s called sixty-nine.

That’s a funny name. Why Daddy?

Because it looks like the number. 69

So I’m the 9 and you are the 6 Daddy?

Not if you like six better.

Daddy should be more. You be nine.

Ok, are asking if we can do it now?

Duh, Yes Daddy, please?

You know it’s naughty, don’t you?

I won’t tell.

Even if you get a spanking later?

Daddy, good grief, yes, I suppose

Ok, but go take a shower first.

But Daddy, I bathed last night

Yes, and you’ve been playing all morning

You won’t tease and make me wait, promise?

I promise, I’ll be in the bed waiting.

I want you to shower with me, Daddy.

Demanding little one, aren’t you?

Please Daddy, I like it when you wash me

On one condition

I don’t like conditions Daddy, what?

After lunch, we get Daddy’s toy box out.

Oh, well, no cane Daddy, ok?

Ok, no cane. Cane is only for bad girls.

I’m a good girl, Daddy.

I know you are. Let’s go upstairs?

Piggyback ride Daddy?

Ok, princess.

Let Daddy kiss it and make it better
Don’t you worry if it just gets wetter
My sweet little little virgin in red
Time to learn what big girls do in bed

Lets see how tight you are today
Such a big girl so ready to play
later you can sit on Daddy’s thing
I’d love to feel how my little clings

Will it hurt? Not if I hold you very tight
For soon you’ll see it will really excite
They’ll always be limits that we’ll push
Here’s an idea, Let Daddy shave that bush

Cotton Pjs on littles and sleepy good nap time
Bright colored panties and reading her lil mind
Morning coffee and light bondage with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Watching The Little Mermaid or any old movie
Her little giggle when I used words like groovy
A sweet earthbound angel with sparkle pixie wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls who like kitties and swings in the park
Who have a big side getting naughty at dark
Girls who get squirmy whenever the phone rings
These are a few of my favorite things.

Hickory dickory dock
Her collar is still unlocked
Patience is virtue they say
Today could be the day

Somewhere she dreams
of stuffies and ice cream
Of a Daddy who is kind
A one of a kind, find

A little lost lass
With slippers of glass
A shy little grin
Heart that will mend

Hickory dickory dock
She loves pink socks
Checking every ad
Sleeping alone & sad

No little should be alone
No one to talk on the phone
No Daddy to kiss
No strong arms to miss

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Hey, you’ve colored enough Daddy is bored
I want some fun I’m feeling ignored
Oh Daddy, see I’m almost done
Please just a little longer I’m having fun

You are spoiled rotten my petulant child
Why haven’t you showered my feral little wild?
Because it’s Saturday, I can do as I please
You wanted a little not a slave on her knees

You have until the big hand is straight up
Then I’ll wash you myself you little impish mutt
Daddy’s grumpy huh, ok, you’re the boss
I’m just a little girl, Daddy, don’t be cross

I like when your feisty, and I have the cure
I’ll take you to the dungeon and give the tour
Whatever you want, Daddy, I’m yours I confess
Daddy, what color shoes go with this dress?

So round and smooth
These twins, upturned
Eagerly awaiting Daddy’s hand
What some call punishment
She sees as randy hot foreplay
White softness untouched
By the sun
She yearns for the robin
Redbreast shade
The tingling that lasts
Much of the morning
And his throbbing hardness
Red hot on her belly
Knowing she’ll be taken
Hard and rough
Her wetness more than ready
To milk his desire dry
in orgasmic bliss

A hodgepodge of scents
Lying there freshly showered
A mass of tangled unbrushed
Damp softness of curls

Lying there, her body soft
With subtle curves of womanhood
Her sex pulsing with each beat
Of a tender heart often broken

Maybe, this time, she thinks
Maybe I can trust this one
But trust comes hard when
Dreams are shattered and tattered

I appear bored, disinterested, throwing
Down richness of coal black coffee
Reading a rescued book I bought
For a quarter at the Re Store

The truth however, is that we have
Long hours of daylight still
And the night ahead, so why rush?
Just because her nether mouth aches

Her patience being tested
clouding the room with gloom
But knowing her place is there
waiting and to beg is forbidden

Shutting the book I rise to be
A better host to this young in need
Kissing her eyelids, her little nose
Softly on her glossy lips of dew

My hands warm and roaming
As if seeing her through them
She sighs and spreads yet
I avoid her greatest urgency

Gently I flip her over like a ragdoll
Give her a good long spanking
Until her cheeks, north and south
Are ruddy red and she is gasping

Mounting over her, my arms supporting
I kiss slowly and purposely down
The long crevice of her tanned spine
Stopping just short of her ass now raised

I stop as she silently screams for more
Roll over on my back, grabbing her wet mane
Forcing her mouth to service my desire
A slippery hole of endless pleasure

She loves to ride
Feeling the sweet
Pinch as it slides
Deep filling her

Rough fingers twisting
Cherry hard nipples
She bites her lip
Closes hungry eyes

Fighting it already
Daddy gets mad
If she cums to fast
Hair trigger puss

Please Daddy Please
She begs so sweetly
Her wet sheath clinches
Breathlessly she fights

He slaps her ass
Go ahead, impish one
Cum hard for Daddy
Like a big girl

I think I'll do a story. Here is the boring preview.

Aly’s new life at college was challenge. From the frozen tundra of Minnesota to the great Pacific Northwest, it was quite a change in more ways than one. As a Pre-Med major, she was swamped with homework right away. Being the baby, she missed her family and they missed her.

She also carried a secret that almost no one knew. She had a Daddy. Not a father, she had one of those as well, but Aly was a little. She enjoyed being much younger at times and her relationship with Daddy was a BDSM one. But he was even farther away which made her very sad.

One day she got an email from Daddy saying he’d be near her college on business. He’d only have Saturday free. From around noon to the following noon. Would it be possible to spend it with her, he asked? Knowing she was very busy with school.

She did a happy dance and hugged her stuffie tight. A stuffed bear she had for years that her roommate joked about. Her fingers were shaking as she typed the reply. She’d love to spend twenty-four hours with him. Longer if he could.

Hey little girl is your Daddy home?
I can tell by your eyes he has roamed
Such a wall around you now I concede
Lost and wandering among the reeds

Hearts are desperately wicked they say
When wolves disguise & come to play
I’m far from perfect with my own faults
My heart too has felt the dark of a vault

In a perfect world I’d have the right words
Or woo you with song like a fairy bird
The best I can do in pleading my case
Is to give you room in your own little space

You’ll come around soon one cool crisp day
When you get tired of seeing nothing but grey
We’ll walk in the woods and I’ll steal a kiss
Melting your heart into a state of bliss

Currahee_Gent said:

I think I'll do a story. Here is the boring preview.

Aly’s new life at college was challenge. From the frozen tundra of Minnesota to the great Pacific Northwest, it was quite a change in more ways than one. As a Pre-Med major, she was swamped with homework right away. Being the baby, she missed her family and they missed her.

She also carried a secret that almost no one knew. She had a Daddy. Not a father, she had one of those as well, but Aly was a little. She enjoyed being much younger at times and her relationship with Daddy was a BDSM one. But he was even farther away which made her very sad.

One day she got an email from Daddy saying he’d be near her college on business. He’d only have Saturday free. From around noon to the following noon. Would it be possible to spend it with her, he asked? Knowing she was very busy with school.

She did a happy dance and hugged her stuffie tight. A stuffed bear she had for years that her roommate joked about. Her fingers were shaking as she typed the reply. She’d love to spend twenty-four hours with him. Longer if he could.

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I hope you write this and share.

I will

So may I adopt you? you must sign your name
Or else I’ll keep looking and that’s a shame
Don’t let silly fears hold back your quest
So much talking to do before you’re undressed

Just any ole Daddy is usually a mistake
Perhaps you’ve been hurt and hard to shake
But sometimes you just have to take a leap
To land in Daddy’s strong arms for Me to keep

I’m tired of chasing shadows to end up alone
With not even a goodnight and kiss on the phone
She who hesitates is lost with no Daddy to hold
So cowgirl little one, and be brave and bold

“Ok, baby, lets put everything away and get ready for your bath.”

“Bath? But Daddy, I had a shower this morning.”

“I say you need a bath. You can play until I get it ready. Then I’ll bathe you.”

“Daddy! I’m a big girl. Too big to for that. And I’m shy.”

“It will be a bubble bath. You can get undressed and get in all by yourself. I’ll just see bubbles.”

“Can I bring my sippy cup? “

“Of course. Plenty more Coke in the fridge.”

Daddy make a mix of bath salts and bubble bath that smelled really good. And put a dozen candles all around. He peeked out the door and she was still coloring.

“Ok, Aly, come on while the water is hot.”

“I’m coming Daddy. No peeking. I’m really shy.”

“I’ll give you a minute alone.”

“Daddy, it’s so pretty!”

“Pretty bath for a pretty girl. You have two minutes.”

“Daddy, I have to pee.”

“Three minutes. Or I’ll huff and I’ll puff and blow the door down.”

“Ok, big bad Daddy.”

Daddy refreshed the coke in her sippy. Made him a mug of coffee. Finally, to have her wet and naked. It was all he could to keep from ravaging her after the nap. He walk in and found her covered up to her neck in foam.

“I’ll set your sippy here. Like my sea sponge? It was once in the ocean. Now I’m going to wash you with it.”

He dipped the softball sized sponge in the water then soaped it up. She sighed as the slippery sponge caressed her breasts. He dipped his free hand into the water and pinched her hard nipple.

“I bet the boys loved your hard nipples on those cold Minnesota winter nights.”

“I guess. Daddy, you’re hurting me.”

“Oh, too hard? Well, listen. I want you to forget about your past. Both the good and the bad. As of right now, you’ve never been touched. Down there. Never been kissed. Never been dry humped in someone’s basement. You are Daddy’s sweet little innocent virgin.”

“But Daddy, you things. Bad things. I wish I could be but...”

“No. You are what I say. Innocent and sweet. When I fuck you, it damn well better hurt. You better earn an Oscar or I’m going to beat your ass, and not in a good way.”

“Daddy, you are scaring the little.”

“Act right, and you have nothing to fear. Now tell me who you are.”

“I’m your sweet little innocent one. A trembling little virgin who hopes you are gentle, Daddy.”

“You had one date. Prom day with a guy named Chad. You danced and had fun but just one kiss goodnight with no tongue.”

“Yes, Daddy. I have saved myself for you.”

Daddy leaned over and gave her a kiss. A long kiss with tongue. They both giggled. He grabbed a handful of her wet curly hair and pulled her neck back. Biting the soft spot where her neck meets her shoulder.

“I could eat you baby girl. You taste like cotton candy. But we need to finish your bath before the water gets cold or you shrivel up like a prune.”

Daddy washed her with the sponge. Going down a little farther each time. She opened her legs. The sponge felt like a giant tongue on her shaved pussy.

“It tickles Daddy.”

He let go of the sponge and felt her smoothness with his hand. So soft and slippery.

“Whose pussy is this”

“Your pussy, Daddy. Your little virgin pussy.”

“Very good. Roll over on your tummy.”

The soapy sponge molded to her crack as he slowly washed her. His soapy finger pushed against her little rosebud until it opened.”

“Daddy, that hurts.”

“Well, you have to be clean, little girl. It didn’t hurt that bad, did it?”

“No, just surprised me, Daddy.”

“Drink your coke. Daddy’s done. Dry yourself off. I’ll go get some clothes.”

She was drying off when Daddy came back with a pink thong in his hand.

“Here, this is your clothes for the time being. A cute little Hello Kitty thong.”

“Daddy? Is that all? I’m shy, I told you.”

“And you know better than to question me, Aly. All this fun has gotten me all excited. We’re going to go to bed and you are going to put my thing in your mouth and suck on it until it squirts.”

“Do nice girls do that Daddy?”

“Yes, big girls do. And it will make Daddy happy.”

“Okie dokie then. I’ll try Daddy.

When a little loses a Daddy
It’s a double edged sword
Both the Daddy, and lover
Leaving her with nothing
But cold bricks building
walls around her weeping heart

There are predators too who
Prey on the innocense of a little
Who know the right words
While they juggle others
Hidden away in dark secret worlds
Almost ever little has a story

A perfect Daddy who got his fill
Emptying her like a soda can
To be tossed away and forgotten
Clearing some time for another victim
Always keeping a covey in reserve
Handsome, but no soul behind cold eyes

So what does she do now all alone?
Her ordered world now crashed around her
Sleepless nights wondering if good exists
Hoping that maybe the sadness hollowed
Could be filled once again with joy
If only she could begin to trust again

Guess I should post something new, huh?

Mere words dangled on barb-less hook
Set free like a hundred Swallowtails
Hoping perhaps one will land
Lightly on pierced ear
Making you pause just for a minute
To catch it on painted nails
And whisper a message back
For that is all love needs
A tiny ember to be blown
Igniting a flame into eternity

... she waits, like a school girl
like a teen breathlessly
marking off the days
wondering, what is this strange power?

He plans, writing outlines in his mind
How to stretch her limits
How to mold her to his unspoken wants

... at last the day arrives
the panties, her meeting panties,
as He calls them
fitting snugly against shaved tenders

Carefully, he selects his implements
His toys of choice
Weapons in this frenzy intersection
Of pain & pleasure mingling

... she turns up the tunes
tries to shake His memory
if only long enough
for the winding road
seeming to never end

He is first
Grinding the beans
Settling into a book
Waiting for her scent