Daddy's Little Girl

Care...

I sit, motionless. Hands on my head, breathing slowly.
In the distance, a peppy step a slight sing-song echoing.
I hear her roam the house, hearing her call, until finally she stumbles upon me.
"Daddy...? Daddy, where are you? Daddy!? What's wrong!?"

She looks in, a mask of concern, worry and compassion.
Her hair in a ponytail bouncing as she rushes to me.
Her uniform straining as she kneels to me, trying to see.
"Daddy? There's something wrong... This isn't right."

My eyes gently shift upward, my gaze upon her beauty.
Breathing gently as I finally slide my eyes up to hers.
Her sweetness and worry colliding as she searches my soul.
"Sweet One, I'm alright... I'm just... It's so hard right now..."

Instantly she know. Instantly she sees, her eyes seeing my soul laid bare, and the pain therein.
Her arms wrap around me, her lips press to mine.
And then her words flow with my tears.
"It's OK Daddy, I'm here. I've got you, and it's going to be fine."

She caresses my back and holds me to her.
Her innocence aside, still there under a layer of care.
She gently coos in my ear as we press together as one.
"I'm here Daddy. This is my job. I take care of my Daddy, whatever he needs. Your pain is my pain, as you have borne mine. I will nurture you Daddy, as you have done me."
:rose:
 
I sit, motionless. Hands on my head, breathing slowly.
In the distance, a peppy step a slight sing-song echoing.
I hear her roam the house, hearing her call, until finally she stumbles upon me.
"Daddy...? Daddy, where are you? Daddy!? What's wrong!?"

She looks in, a mask of concern, worry and compassion.
Her hair in a ponytail bouncing as she rushes to me.
Her uniform straining as she kneels to me, trying to see.
"Daddy? There's something wrong... This isn't right."

My eyes gently shift upward, my gaze upon her beauty.
Breathing gently as I finally slide my eyes up to hers.
Her sweetness and worry colliding as she searches my soul.
"Sweet One, I'm alright... I'm just... It's so hard right now..."

Instantly she know. Instantly she sees, her eyes seeing my soul laid bare, and the pain therein.
Her arms wrap around me, her lips press to mine.
And then her words flow with my tears.
"It's OK Daddy, I'm here. I've got you, and it's going to be fine."

She caresses my back and holds me to her.
Her innocence aside, still there under a layer of care.
She gently coos in my ear as we press together as one.
"I'm here Daddy. This is my job. I take care of my Daddy, whatever he needs. Your pain is my pain, as you have borne mine. I will nurture you Daddy, as you have done me."
:rose:

:heart: Exactly As it should be HB
 
I was having a lot of trouble with my anxiety yesterday. I asked Daddy for something that wasn't good for me, because I thought it would help, and in his wisdom, he said no. He didn't apologize, and there was no long, drawn out explanation. He simply told me why not - gently - and let it be. Most importantly, he didn't walk away while I processed the situation, he stayed put and made himself available to me. And then...

Me: Daddy, please tell me to come sit on your lap.
Him: I don't need to tell you to. Just climb on, I've got you.

😍

Daddy, lover, friend. He is all of those things to me. So much more than any Tumblr meme, or all of the pretty words i could ever think to write about him. Real, simple, true, steadfast. What he gives me isn't eye-catching or glamorous, it's quiet and constant and just what I need.

Daddy makes my heart sing. 💜
 
I was having a lot of trouble with my anxiety yesterday. I asked Daddy for something that wasn't good for me, because I thought it would help, and in his wisdom, he said no. He didn't apologize, and there was no long, drawn out explanation. He simply told me why not - gently - and let it be. Most importantly, he didn't walk away while I processed the situation, he stayed put and made himself available to me. And then...

Me: Daddy, please tell me to come sit on your lap.
Him: I don't need to tell you to. Just climb on, I've got you.

😍

Daddy, lover, friend. He is all of those things to me. So much more than any Tumblr meme, or all of the pretty words i could ever think to write about him. Real, simple, true, steadfast. What he gives me isn't eye-catching or glamorous, it's quiet and constant and just what I need.

Daddy makes my heart sing. 💜

That is beautiful, Honey :heart:
 
*waves* It's been a long day and will be even longer tomorrow.
I've been feeling especially little these past few days and I notice that I usually pull away from people when that happens. The next few weeks will be hard, but I am going to do my best to not dwell in the things that will bring me down.

I do the same when I am feeling overwhelmed. Long days make me long for this kind of attention to detail.... https://78.media.tumblr.com/75bfc5aa34913b8c0ea92fd346a198a1/tumblr_p19fpj3GdC1w4npfqo1_540.png

Hoping you have a good day today everyone. :heart:
 
I was having a lot of trouble with my anxiety yesterday. I asked Daddy for something that wasn't good for me, because I thought it would help, and in his wisdom, he said no. He didn't apologize, and there was no long, drawn out explanation. He simply told me why not - gently - and let it be. Most importantly, he didn't walk away while I processed the situation, he stayed put and made himself available to me. And then...

Me: Daddy, please tell me to come sit on your lap.
Him: I don't need to tell you to. Just climb on, I've got you.

😍

Daddy, lover, friend. He is all of those things to me. So much more than any Tumblr meme, or all of the pretty words i could ever think to write about him. Real, simple, true, steadfast. What he gives me isn't eye-catching or glamorous, it's quiet and constant and just what I need.

Daddy makes my heart sing. 💜

Wild Honey ~ this is wonderful. i am so happy for you and your daddy.
he sounds like he knows just how to be the perfect partner.
as you say, quiet and constant ~ a lap for your need.
:heart:
 
I was having a lot of trouble with my anxiety yesterday. I asked Daddy for something that wasn't good for me, because I thought it would help, and in his wisdom, he said no. He didn't apologize, and there was no long, drawn out explanation. He simply told me why not - gently - and let it be. Most importantly, he didn't walk away while I processed the situation, he stayed put and made himself available to me. And then...

Me: Daddy, please tell me to come sit on your lap.
Him: I don't need to tell you to. Just climb on, I've got you.

😍

Daddy, lover, friend. He is all of those things to me. So much more than any Tumblr meme, or all of the pretty words i could ever think to write about him. Real, simple, true, steadfast. What he gives me isn't eye-catching or glamorous, it's quiet and constant and just what I need.

Daddy makes my heart sing. 💜


That's lovely. Quite lovely.
 
I am

I am her Dominant.
But I am also her equal.

I discipline her, and correct her behavior.
But I also encourage and applaud her.

I spank her until it stings.
But I also caress and kiss the same area.

I lead her by the hand.
But I allow her the freedom to run.

I teach her what pleases me.
But I also learn what pleases her.

I bid her to kneel before me.
But I am also her equal.

I place my collar around her delicate neck.
But in my mind I am there to serve her as well.

I give her commands.
But she rules my heart.

I vow to safeguard her physical form.
But she has charge of my heart and soul to keep.

I am her DaddyDom.
And she is my devotion.
:rose:
 
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