I'm thankful the profile I created here still exists in the recesses of the internet. A place I could feel safe coming back to to shout to the world with a sense of psuedo-anonymity.
The past year has been cause to reflect, to rebalance, and to recover. So much has changed in my small world. I tried new things, dated new men, and found comfort in being alone.
And then I went down the rabbit hole of online dating once again.
Y'all...
Y'all.
🤢🤢🤮
One man I met, let's call him Jerkface McGee, said all the right things. Wanted me to emerge as the little cumslut I am. Wanted to treat me as his hotwife and take all the dick I could handle. It seemed too good to be true.
(Duh. It was.)
This pretentious and pompous man wanted total control over my every move without even making the sacrifice to see my face. He would warn and threaten me a week into our conversations together. He made sure I tried to contact other men, and unlucky for ol' Jerkface that's how I found Daddy...
Through some strange string of coincidence and cosmic circumstance a seasoned Daddy Dom found his way into my inbox. A man I could ask if anything that was happening resembled a healthy cuck relationship. He and I talked and talked, shared filthy stories and slowly, but with precision, he planted and tended to what I am blossoming into.
I'm here because of this emergence. I've taken a new role, loosened my grip, and have been so thrilled with each piece of what he's given me.
Y'all. I'm not just squirmer now. It's more than just trickles, I'm a damned hydrant under Daddy's expert guidance. I never thought this was possible, to soak myself so completely. He retroactively embarrassed every partner I've had.
Maybe I came here to brag, but I've never been happier and at the same time unsure.
My world is changing, and I'm here for it. I just want to be in that space forever. How do I find balance?
Love y'all. Thank you for having me back 🖤🖤
