There is a common misconception that being a Daddy is about age based role play. Being a Daddy isn’t about age play. It’s not about being a weak man. It’s not even necessarily about kink each and every time. Being a Daddy is about being strong. Nurturing. Caring. Protective.
People often presume that being a Daddy involves age play of some form. This couldn’t be further from the truth. Some kinks do involve age play, such as DDlg. But Daddy Doms are different again. This article relates to the simplicity of being a Daddy.
My wife is not an age player. She is definitely not a little. But like any emotionally driven woman she finds herself vulnerable from time to time. Whether that be because of stress in every day life, because of personal worries, personal conflict, or because of her / my Poly interactions or any other number of reasons, she simply becomes vulnerable at times.
She doesn’t need to verbalise when that vulnerability occurs. I see the vulnerable take over her personality as her demeanour changes and her need for Daddy becomes apparent and consumes her. She goes from this beautifully strong and independent woman and transforms into a particular persona that becomes even more beautiful. She becomes vulnerable and needy in the most heart warming of ways.
At those times, my sheer size becomes my weapon of choice. I’m what some people refer to as a little imposing. I’m 6’4” and around 200kg / 440lbs. Large arms. The type of arms that can destroy or envelop. When her vulnerability invokes my soft side to come to the surface, everything inside me melts. I feel the need to nurture her and protect her. And to do this, I pull her into me. Embrace her, hold her, hug her.
Not just the cuddle type hug. No. We are talking full body embrace style hugs. My arms wrap around her, pulling her in. Tightly. You know the type of hug I’m referring to. Those hugs so intimately tight, that you feel the warmth of the other body soak into yours, feeling it seep into your bones. So tight that you feel the person’s heartbeat against your own.
I pull her into me. A safe space within a safe place. Nothing penetrates that barrier that I create between her, her demons and the world. The safest place in the world. The only place that matters to her in that moment is being in my arms. In my embrace, where everything becomes safe, serene and calm. A place where nothing can hurt her. A place where she can let go and just be.
That special place.
In the arms of her Daddy......
-AussiePrimal (on another website)
