Daddy's Little Girl - Fourth Edition

My Wolfie surprised me for my birthday with a trip to Europe, and we just returned after being gone for ten days. Paris was the focus of the trip (of course), but we also visited Amsterdam and Rotterdam to see the tulips, and Belgium since its on the way.

We had a lovely, romantic time, but something happened in Amsterdam that shocked and confused me. We visited the Red Light District as I suppose most tourists do. As we strode along, I became increasingly excited by what I saw. Please don't judge me. I was shocked by my reaction. Back at our hotel, we had hot sex. Afterward, we lay in bed talking about my reaction and Wolfie asked if I would want to be on display. The idea shocked and excited me. We talked it over and the next day we went to a shop where I purchased a pair of short shorts, a vest, a collar, and a leash. We returned to the district and I removed my trench coat. W held the leash and walked me along the street but not into the crowed areas. I was so turned on by the men looking at me. A few asked W if I was for sale. He told them that they could look but not touch.

I was so turned on! My nipples were hard and I felt myself getting wet. It was embarrassing. I've never considered myself an exhibitionist, but I was craving the gaze of these men. I'm used to men admiring me, but this was different.

That night our sex was mind-blowing. These new feelings are confusing. I don't want to be with another man, but the thought of being watched is exciting to me.

(Yes, W took security precautions that I can not discuss here.)
 
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My Wolfie surprised me for my birthday with a trip to Europe, and we just returned after being gone for ten days. Paris was the focus of the trip (of course), but we also visited Amsterdam to see the tulips, and Belgium since its on the way.

We had a lovely, romantic time, but something happened in Amsterdam that shocked and confused me. We visited the Red Light District as I suppose most tourists do. As we strode along, I became increasingly excited by what I saw. Please don't judge me. I was shocked by my reaction. Back at our hotel, we had hot sex. Afterward, we lay in bed talking about my reaction and Wolfie asked if I would want to be on display. The idea shocked and excited me. We talked it over and the next day we went to a shop where I purchased a pair of short shorts, a vest, a collar, and a leash. We returned to the district and I removed my trench coat. W held the leash and walked me along the street but not into the crowed areas. I was so turned on by the men looking at me. A few asked W if I was for sale. He told them that they could look but not touch.

I was so turned on! My nipples were hard and I felt myself getting wet. It was embarrassing. I've never considered myself an exhibitionist, but I was craving the gaze of these men. I'm used to men admiring me, but this was different.

That night our sex was mind-blowing. These new feelings are confusing. I don't want to be with another man, but the thought of being watched is exciting to me.

(Yes, W took security precautions that I can not discuss here.)
So great that you felt comfortable to explore like this!
 
This was so beautiful to read! I am so thrilled for you both to have shared this wonderful experience and thank you so much for gifting us a glimpse inside of such a precious moment for you 💗
Thank you for the kind comment❤️ I am still wrestling with the multitude of emotions, but I feel that I need to explore this side of myself a bit more.
 
That night our sex was mind-blowing. These new feelings are confusing. I don't want to be with another man, but the thought of being watched is exciting to me.
Enjoying exhibitionism is indeed a different thigh than wanting to have sex with someone else!

I've also learned that I like being watched - with a few condition. It has to be safe and not lead to unwanted approaches. And it has to be acceptable in the situation, not exposing people to seeing what they haven't agreed to.

And now I've realised that with ny Dom all these may be true at once. He's my safety, and in a BDSM party quite a lot can be considered acceptable. Even more than he'd want me to do! But then again even just being openly his, submitting so that others can see, can be marvellous. (A leash even increases my feeling of safety. Wouldn't have believed just 3 years ago.) and some things we can do even in a munch if it's just bdsm people - no need to hide that he has control over me, yet not throwing others out of the closet. .

And sometimes it's about doing things in public that others don't realise what they are about. Like my D holding my by the back of my neck on the street. Or that day collar that I am dreaming of.
 
Sometimes it's so easy to surprise your DD! Mine is constantly amazed when I use his pockets. Jeans pockets I mean.

In the jeans his wearing of course.

Both front and back...

And that reaction definitely isn't making me stop!
You naughty little owl!
 
Enjoying exhibitionism is indeed a different thigh than wanting to have sex with someone else!

I've also learned that I like being watched - with a few condition. It has to be safe and not lead to unwanted approaches. And it has to be acceptable in the situation, not exposing people to seeing what they haven't agreed to.

And now I've realised that with ny Dom all these may be true at once. He's my safety, and in a BDSM party quite a lot can be considered acceptable. Even more than he'd want me to do! But then again even just being openly his, submitting so that others can see, can be marvellous. (A leash even increases my feeling of safety. Wouldn't have believed just 3 years ago.) and some things we can do even in a munch if it's just bdsm people - no need to hide that he has control over me, yet not throwing others out of the closet. .

And sometimes it's about doing things in public that others don't realise what they are about. Like my D holding my by the back of my neck on the street. Or that day collar that I am dreaming of.
So much yes, Strix! Again, you prove to be so wise.
 
The intimacy of...
  • You can be your true self with me.
  • Hey, look at me. We got this.
  • Go to sleep. Let me handle it.
  • I know you can, but I won't let you.
  • I can handle you. All of you.
  • You don't have to hide anything. I love all parts of you, even the messy ones.
  • Whatever happens, we'll face it together.
  • Never say, 'It's nothing.' If it's on your mind, it's something.
  • I'm never too busy for you.
  • I don't need perfection. I need you.
  • Let go. Come apart with me. I've got you. No matter what.
 
I would just like to point out that this is so much easier when you can actually physically pick up your little and carry her to bed to make her get off her messed-up knee for a while.

I know I've said it before, but I swear to God nobody has as much shit on their to-do list as a little that shouldn't be up and about.
 
Heading out to get a mani/pedi this morning. Think I'll come home and show my new nails to Wolfie by spreading my lips.
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