My Journey

My heart is racing as my bottom slides onto the seat. Daidi’s needs match my own and there isn’t anything i wouldn’t do to please Him. As we pull out of the parking lot, my eyes stare out at the darkening sea. Visions like these plant deep memories within. Seeing us walk along the beach. Daidi wading in the water with my body wrapped around His. Passionate kisses; the moment only Ours. Feeling Him wrap His arms around me on the balcony, pulling my robe apart. His to use for pleasure.

i am brought out of thought feeling Daidi’s hand on my thigh. i lift my bottom, pulling down my pants to my knees. i can see by the change in His breathing that He is pleased with me. The scent of my arousal fills the car as His hand moves higher on my thigh. The soft leather seat against my ass, reminding me of the wetness from earlier. i can’t help but take shallow breaths as His fingers brush across my moist lips. My hands move under my blouse to caress my sensitive breasts. i was taught long ago what pleases him and i always do what i know He will enjoy. He presses one finger inside His pussy and i am helpless to do anything but focus on His touch. Feeling His finger going in and out, pulling juices with each movement. Watching His hand, His fingers move up to my lips. Daidi knows how much i love teasing him with licking and sucking on His fingers. This time though, i taste myself. Running my tongue over the palm of His hand, cleaning off each finger deep in my mouth. It is so easy to forget where we are until i hear Him unbuckle His seatbelt. We have arrived home without remembering the drive.

As Daidi opens my door, i know not to pull back up my pants. He helps me pull them off over my heels, then helping me out of the car. Pushing my boundaries, i lift the blouse over my head and enter our home. i feel a slap across my ass, “Did I tell you to remove your blouse?” That was not unexpected, but it is sometimes difficult to hold back wanting to tease Him further. Placing my head down, “No Daidi”, is all i know to say. A few more steps were taken when He pins me up against the wall. Lips come crashing down on mine and our fire erupts. There is nothing like being owned by Daidi. He gives me everything, and right now i am feeling the passion of being owned. His hands wrap around my body grabbing handfuls of my ass. His teeth nipping at my lips and His tongue plunging deep. His knee parts my thighs, leaving me straddling his leg. The friction of His pants against my slick clit releases a low moan from my lips.

i need to touch Him so badly. My hands are gripping His shoulders so i follow His rules. His hands move my hips in a rocking motion against His thigh. i cannot take a deep breath without it intensifying the orgasm i am trying to stop. “Daidi, may i please cum? Daidi, please?” He knows exactly what He’s doing. There isn’t anything that He does that isn’t intentional. i know i won’t be able to hold off much longer. Begging one last time for permission to cum before i completely lose control, he increases the tempo. “Does my babygirl need to cum? Do you want to cum on my leg or does my whore need Masters cock?” Fuck! When He calls me His whore, my mind fades into the fog. “I am Yours Master”.

As the words leave my mouth, I am turned around losing my balance. My hands go against the wall and He pulls my ass backwards towards Him. His feet kick my legs apart and i hear His slacks fall to the floor. My hair is pulled back and His other hand wraps around my throat. His cock slides into His slick pussy. Screams erupt from my lips and my orgasm hits quickly and Daidi knows it. His hand tightens as He thrusts harder. Feeling Him lengthen, His cum warm in my pussy, Daidi bites down on my shoulder, "Mine!"

Someday our eyes will meet; seeing each other for who we are

Someday our hands will touch; time will stand still

One day our breaths will merge into one

Daydreams and fantasies. Do they actually become reality?

Living in daydreams and fantasies is wearing this submissive heart down. I do not have an endless punch card for my heart. That card is currently full with no reward at the end.

Those who are meant to be in my life will feel that I am just as important to them as they are to me. What’s meant to be will happen. 

Daidi drives us to the restaurant He has chosen for our evening together. As He parks, the sunset over the ocean catches my attention. Waiting for my door to open, i then place my hand in His for Him to help me out of the car. Once to my feet, i pause with my body a breath apart from His. His finger moves under my chin to lift my face, our eyes meeting. Daidi doesn't smile often, but i can see it in His eyes. His lips place a soft kiss on my forehead as i lean towards Him. Our magnetic attraction is always evident.

We walk hand in hand through the doors. Daidi checks on our reservation as i stand just behind Him. The hostess leads us to a secluded booth with a stunning view. A bottle of Pinot noir is already chilling on the table. Daidi sits next to me, thigh to thigh. The heat off His body sets mine ablaze. After we ordered, Daidi places His hand on my thigh. i take a sip of my wine, knowing i need to drink it slowly since i don't drink often. i blush at feeling the warmth of his hand resting on my thigh. i feel him lean towards me, whispering in my ear, "Are you wet?"

Dinner tasted amazing but i was completely distracted feeling Daidi's hand rubbing up and down my inner thigh. His pussy has stayed wet the entire duration of dinner. i am nervous on how my pants will look when we get up from the table, but this isn't the first time walking in a public place with wet thighs. Daidi leads us to the car, backing me up against the passenger door. My breath quickens as my eyes look up. His smoldering gaze meets mine. "You know what Daidi needs right now baby". i quickly nod my head.

Getting myself beautiful for Daidi isn't something that takes a few minutes. Yesterday, i went to get a manicure and pedicure so my nails would be polished. i chose a beautiful fall color and had pretty white flowers painted on my toes. This morning started out with taking a shower and shaving all my girly parts. i know Daidi loves His girl nice and smooth. Then i headed for a hair appointment to get my hair cut and styled. Looking sexy for Daddy is my top priority. My hair is naturally curly, but Daidi prefers it long and sleek. i will always style it as He prefers. Having Him look at me and be proud of how i appear is of my upmost priority.

For dinner tonight, i have chosen a beautifully feminine outfit. i once asked Him if He wanted to choose my outfits for me, but he declined saying i should know how to dress to please Him. The pants are cream colored, light and free flowing. i needed to choose a longer blouse since Daidi doesn't allow me to wear panties. The blouse i chose is high neck and sleeveless. i am a full figured woman and would normally feel self conscious about this top, but with the way He looks at me, my own insecurities are forgotten. i am surprising Him with not wearing a bra. He will know the moment he puts His hand on my back to lead me out the front door. Cream color wedge shoes finish the outfit perfectly.

As i place my earrings on, i look in the mirror seeing Daidi standing behind me. He takes my breath away. Such a commanding presence that makes my knees tremble. i will follow this man anywhere during our life and beyond. Serving His needs each and every day. i turn towards Him waiting to follow His lead. i walk the few feet to place my hand in His. i am His with every breath i take.

Lately I have been working through feelings and doing a lot of writing to help sort them all out. It is a work in progress but I think tonight I'm needing to slow things down. Yes, I am unattached, but I believe someday I'll find someone looking for the same. So eventhough what I write hasn't necessarily "worked", I truly believe the value.

We wake early to spend bonding time together in bed. We think it is important to start our day breathing each other in with cuddles and kisses. Sometimes Daddy has other plans but it's always connecting Us together.

i love preparing His meals for the day. It allows me to keep Him healthy and maybe He will think of me as He eats.

Through out our day, we send messages to each other. Our minds are always seeking the connection between us.

Dinner is ready as He walks through the door. Always keeping in mind that He may have other needs to attend to first.

Daddy knows that i love our relaxing cuddle time in the evening. Being away from Him all day, i miss him so much. Sitting on the floor between His thighs, laying my head on His lap. One of my favorite places to be.

As we climb into bed, tonight my wish is to feel Daddy's hand pulling me close to Him. Feeling His lips gently press against mine. Hear him whisper how much He loves me. Then us making sweet love until our sleepy eyes close.

It's not all about the kinky sex. Sometimes it is more about the things we do all day showing how much we mean to each other. Keeping our connection strong at all times.

He is my Daddy, my King. I will serve Him because it makes us both happy. Makes me feel complete.

i awake this morning feeling her calm
Rubbing the sleep from our eyes

The storm has passed
Emotions settled

The chaos quieted
Clear thoughts

Feeling her looking around
Taking a deep breath

Innocent smile across her face
Today will be a good day

Seeking cuddles
Bella is our favorite

Wearing her jammies and fuzzy socks

Sipping our tea
Curled up in the softest blanket

Usually it's just the two of us. Us two who seek the same. A Daddy to see us for who we are.

Sometimes we need cuddles under a blanket watching Encanto; feeling the excitement when we match Daddy's outfit for the day (biggest smiles)

Other times, feeling His spankings across our ass; on our knees begging Him to let us cum.

My needs are clearly felt within. To serve Him, to feel Him, to care for Him as i know he will me. To see me for all that i am.

i am a person in service to others in EVERY aspect of my life
This makes me happy

i support those around me
i am their servant

i love those whom i am closest to
Even if they don't love me back

i will put all others before myself
Even when i am broken

i feel others pull away
i will always be here when they come back

i forgive easily
Many, many times again

i feel pain
i will endure it alone

i cry inside
i will try my best to not shed a tear

i have my breaking points
No one will know

i will always pull myself together, i am alone

i beg You to....
silence my thoughts
null my emotions
blindfold my eyes
bind my hands
cuff my ankles
pull my hair
spank my ass
make me FEEL

please...
wipe my tears
fold Your arms around me
kiss my forehead
tell me tomorrow's a new day
tuck Us into bed

while...
i listen to Your heartbeat
i feel the warmth of Your skin
i remind myself that i am grateful for You
i put on my big girl panties and re-focus where my focus belongs on You, always on You

She wakes up on her back with each wrist tied to the bed frame. Slowly her eyes open, as she feels her knees being pushed open. Her Daidi's needs are insatiable and she loves being His morning fuck toy.

He sees her awake and whispers, "If you're a good girl, I will give you a reward later". She eagerly answers, "Yes Daidi". She loves to see Him smile at her proper response. Pleasing her Daidi is all that matters. His finger moves up and down her smooth pussy lips collecting her juices. She can't stop her hips from moving, but his fingers stop until she settles. His look alone puts her in her place.

His fingers move up to her nipples, twisting and pulling, a long moan escapes her lips. Daidi loves hearing her moans. She feels the sting of many slaps across her tits, leaving red marks across her pale skin. Arching her back, she's begging for more, "Please...". "Please what little one?", Daidi asks. "Please Daidi, use me".

He moved to stand at the foot of the bed. Grabbing both ankles he pulls her body to the end of the mattress, stretching out her arms, while securing ankle restraints. Her breath quickens as she feels the leather straps. Daidi grabs the crop from the dresser drawer, smelling her arousal deepen. Knowing how much this is going to hurt, her body is vibrating.

The first slap of the crop on her pussy brings her body alive. She offers herself for His pleasure. She belongs to Him and right now she's about to orgasm. Her body cannot help but raise to meet each sting. The look of intensity on Daidi's face captures her attention. Her thoughts begin to fog as her body submits to pure pleasure.

Sometime later when Daidi finishes using her pussy, He climbs up her chest pining her down. She sees him smile and she knows she has done well. "You are such a good slut. I'm going to reward you with a throat full of cum." Being the good girl she is, she replies, "Thank you Daidi". He places the tip of his glistening cock on her lips. She opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue.
His shaft slides over her tongue to the back of her throat. She begins to choke as He holds himself in place. Pulling out, He slides back in. His thrusts begin moving faster and faster. She can feel His length grow as He fucks her mouth. A low guttural moan escapes His lips as His seed pumps down the back of her throat.

She savors every drop of the gift He gave her. His hand caresses her cheek as His cock rests by her neck. The quiet moment says more than words. He cleans himself and her up, then removes the restraints. He smacks her ass, "Don't get behind on your chores". Smiling as she leave to make them breakfast, she loves this man.

He isn't there to tuck her in
He isn't there to give her hugs and kisses
He isn't there to give her cuddles or tickles
His little girl needs Him but He isn't there
She learns and grows each day
Accepting herself in her own way
She sometimes has to hide away
But she knows it won't always have to be this way
One day He will hold her hand
Giving her tickles and smiling at her giggles
He will hold her tight as he puts her to bed
Kissing her forehead as she drifts to sleep
His happy little girl