Daddy's

Kinda incredible how people can mess up with your mind.

Please littles, slaves, or whatever you are into, if you are a submissive remember to protect yourself.

Because I didn’t once. I was in love. It was my real first Master.

I thought he knew what he was doing because he said himself he was a Master since 11 years. He was also much more older than I was back then. 

Things went on so well at the beggining. I was slowly learning how to be a submissive because I knew I was one, except I never really experienced it.

Also it was a really long distance relationship. But we were okay with it.

During our first Skype, he didn’t want to show himself. I could only hear his voice and oh god it did make me so happy. I was proud to be owned, I was proud to be his. Our relationship continued like this for a while. I never saw him. Not even on pictures. He always had some sort of excuse for it. And I would understand, because of course I didn’t want to lose him. So I on my side, had to show myself, do things for him. All sort of things.

Until one day I got tired of it and just told him that if he didn’t show himself I wouldn’t do anything anymore. So he did show himself in the end. Now that I think about it, I think he was scared maybe that I wouldn’t like him. Or otherwise he might have thought he would just use me for a while. Whatever it could have been, seeing him somehow made me fall in love with him even more.

I was less stressed out, because I feared that I was being catfished or something like that. And slowly we build up our relationship.

Since I knew there was a huge jetlag of time between us I knew that our time to talk was limited. Plus he had a job and I was in college. Sometimes I would stay up until 3 am so I could talk to him. Except I started having doubts real soon about him and I didn’t trust myself about them. 

Again, I was young and in love. I started having doubts because he wouldn’t text me back for hours. Sometimes for few days. He mostly texted me back when I was angry at him, wich happened really often because he would pay no attention to me, or when I was “horny” and then maybe, he would find some time to skype. I think he lied a lot too. Or just wouldn’t tell me the whole truth. Basically I was most of the time alone, he was always too busy and I, on the other hand would do everything for him.

I think he did love me. Somehow… Maybe I think he just didn’t have time for me. I don’t know. I might want to think that because I want to believe in this. I want to believe that my heart hasn’t been broken for no reason. 

Because in the end we broke up. 

And my message behind this text, that I’m writing to you all subs out there, is trust yourself. If you have any doubt about your Master, no matter how much you love him, atleast try to have the guts to confront him about it.

People are never too busy. It’s all about priorities. If he loves you, cares about you, he will show it to you. 

Unfortunatly for me he didn’t and I will forever live in the doubt because of it. Did he love me or just abused of me ? I’ll probably never know.

But pretty please share this. Maybe it will open the blind eyes of someone who’s in love but is too scared to leave. Because if one good thing came out of this relationship is my actual Master. I love him and he loves me and there is a huge difference between those two relationships.

I hope this will help out few people. And I do wanna say that he wasn’t all bad. Maybe now he changed. Maybe he understood and he became a better person now. I hope. If he ever sees this (because he does have tumblr still I think) I want him to know that I forgive him. But there will always be a part of me that will be sort of broken. Because there will be questions that will stay unanswered and I will never be able to know the truth.