Call Me Daddy

Do you want to be my puppy?

You’re just my worthless toy, existing only for the moments I need to empty myself. No tenderness, no whispers, no afterglow. I thrust deep, claim what’s mine, & discard u like nothing. Yet here u are aching for my cruelty, proving your soul craves this degradation more than air.

I’m making your dark and terrifying fantasy real. The fantasy you always imagine while you masturbate.

“Shhhh let daddy take care of you baby girl, I know just what my little princess needs”

Ven, monta mi verga, quiero sentirte toda mojadita.

"Be a good girl and put your hands behind your back, princess." I click the handcuffs tight around her delicate wrists, the cold metal biting just enough to make her whimper. She’s already squirming as I pull her over my lap. "You know better than to disobey Daddy"

There was rawness and vulnerability in the way we entangled ourselves into each other. There was heat, laughter and tenderness that bled from my soul for her. A constant ache for her touch no matter how slight. A constant feeling of love as a part of her lives inside of me now.

Remember who you belong to, my sweet girl. Right here, by my side. You know you're Daddy's special girl. Never forget who takes care of you. I love you, even when you challenge me. Your defiance is cute, but you belong to me. Always.