bp

Being into lifestyle dynamics is interesting. It's like hi this is my best friend, my personal property, and my partner for life all rolled into one little stress ball of anxiety of a person that needs snacks and spanks all the time.

She’s a 10 but she needs to call you daddy 24/7

bedwetters who poop their soggy protection in the morning go to heaven btw

Thinking of breaking down a girls walls totally one by one. Until she eventually crumbles inward and loses herself to me. Sure she'd fight back at first. She's been hurt before, far too many times. But I'll remain persistent, present, and most importantly patient. She can push me away all she likes but eventually she'll find herself turning to me. Being vulnerable. Opening herself. And like the predator I am I'll pounce on the opportunity. It won't happen all at once obviously. Trust needs to be built up. Nurtured. Until I'm all she trusts. Then trust turns to love, to feelings. Those feelings grow larger and larger, all consuming. Before long the poor girl is finding herself struggling to take any decision without my input. Finding herself unable to do things I wouldn't approve of. Obsessing over me. That's when I'll close the walls in around her. My perfect pet. Trapped forever. However from her perspective I've only liberated her. She's free to be a version of herself she never knew she wanted to be until she met me. A curated little daughter all my own.

thinking abt cuddling w a big handsome daddy, paci in my mouth, stuffie in my hands, and me on his chest !