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Daddy loves me

I have these days that come and go where I have bad thoughts and or nightmares.

They usually consist of daddy and another women (whom I don’t wish to discuss), getting together and daddy leaving me.
I know that it’s not true but when I get these thoughts they are very strong in my head and I have a hard time shaking the feeling.

Daddy is the kindest man in the entire world who will always go above and beyond to help these thoughts go away.
Such things as
-blow my phone up repeatedly with words of love and encouragement.
-Holding me tightly when I am having these moments, kissing my forehead and whispering in my ear how loved I am.
-Make my favourite meal and tell me “its Pumpkins sicky day so she gets sicky food”
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-Wrap me up in a blanket with my favourite stuffy and blankie.

Today he had me write lines and asked me to repeat it over and over until it stuck.
25 lines of Daddy Loves Me

There is no greater man then my daddy to help me through my terrible days.

I love you for all days daddy

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…daddy’s two cents: rope play

I have mentioned to my princes on multiple ocassions that I was interested in rope play. That I wanted to be a rigger and she would be my bunny.  With great intrepidation she reluctantly agreed. Pumpkin even purchased me some nice nylon rope. And even tried using it a couple time and even though we were successfull we never really got hooked. I continued to be adiment that I wanted to incorporate rope into our play.

I had also mentioned some interest in learning some more advanced techniques including suspension. This really concerned my baby girl, she as a real fear of heights. So after several reminders of my desire we discussed it and agreed it was something we both wanted to explore.

After moving to our current home we discussed a desire to connect with the community and attend a munch or similiar “low key” kink event. We (Pumpkin) has been looking on fetlife.com for an activity.  Pumpkin and I have agreed we would like to meet other kinksters or another ddlg couples.

A couple weeks ago we were looking for an activity and found a rope in the park event. The significants of this event was not only the timing but the location. The event was held on a Friday evening, but even more significant at the park only minutes from our home. We would walk over after dinner with our newly purchased rope (story for another day).

We arrived at the park, found the other participants and introduced ourselves. We were welcomed and we sat down at some picnic tables and eventually started talking to the other riggers and bunnies. A short while after the event coordinators decided what they felt was best to help us with.  Pumpkin and I were new, we didn’t really know any tying methods.

The first knots I was shown were the single img_2446and double column.  I was hooked (I already
was), but I wanted to try more. I tied pumpkins ankles and hands seperately and together. The exprienced rigger taught me some additional tricks but I don’t remember all of them.  We enjoyed ourselves so much we have agreed to attend another rope event as soon as it is posted.

I had mentioned to the experienced rigger that I was also interested in suspension and we discussed methods to SAFELY achieve this.

We looked up some harness methods and immediatley tried one. It was even more fun and I look forward to further attempts to accomplish the bondage kink we both desire to add to our play.

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Lacking Dedication

I have learnt over many attempts that I am always going to lack dedication when it comes to exercise.  I have asked for Daddy’s help but we can’t really agree on a way that would make me do it.

Does anyone else have a problem with this and what are some ways that they get motivation, or their Daddy’s enforce this?

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Growing pains

Daddy brought it to my attention yesterday that when we first met, we did connect on a personal level as well as a kink level, and now we are getting to know each other as individuals. 

Daddy and I met in March, moved in together by April, after only knowing each other for two weeks.  No wonder we are having a hard time coping with the difficult times that happen in every normal relationship.  We are still learning how the other is going to react and what to expect from one another. 
I am learning that daddy can be a little lazy, and craves attention.  White daddy is learning that I can be a bit of a nag.
  
It’s a good thing we love each other, and both want to work hard to make this work.
  

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Finding our way 

Daddy and I are finding ourselves in a rough spot lately.  After the “situation” I think we are both working towards redefining what we want in the relationship as well as where we want it to go.  Lucky I think we are both on the same page that we at least want it to move forward as opposed to giving up.

Daily we are figuring out what we both thought the other person wanted, and realizing what is truly important to one another.

My side of the equation is still working towards regaining trust.  A hard thing to regain.  I am also working on realizing that daddy requires a lot of attention.  I am trying to give him more of my attention, that way he doesn’t have a reason to go looking elsewhere.  This is hard for me because it can impede on me keeping up with my daily tasks and getting things done before I have to go to work.  But it is something I am working on and trying to figure out how I will make work.

Daddy is working on realizing what things I actually need help with as his “little girl” instead of assuming what I need from him.  He is realizing things like, my eating habits are more important to work on than my cleaning habits.  I am a fairly good housekeeper [if I do say so myself] and giving me a chore list isn’t really necessary and was starting to become invasive.  I tend to not eat, that is something that I need help working on.

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Lost in our relationship

Recently daddy and I have been dealing with what I will refer to as a “situation”.
It has left me feeling, exposed, vulnerable (not in a good way), scared, and lost.

I know that due to these feelings I have been backing away from him and closing myself off, I am so scared of opening up my heart and being hurt again.  I don’t want to feel foolish, scared, pain or betrayal.

Last night daddy tried to get intimate with me and I hadn’t realized how closed off I was until he touched me.  I didn’t get the normal electric sensation that usually runs up my spine that I normally get.  I felt fear and shivers.  I didn’t feel like I wanted to be touched in the way that he was trying to touch me.  I told him no and moved away from him.

Since last night I have had a mixture of feelings about the exchange.  I am not proud of myself for denying daddy his given gift, I feel scared that I am going to feel this way for a while and it’s not something that I want to feel.   I want to feel him pressed against me but I am scared that the same hands that pleasure me are also going to be the same hands that break me.  I also want to feel safe with him and that I can trust him with my entire life.  Its a difficult way to feel when I am being tugged in two directions.  I don’t feel the same intimate feelings with him when the trust is tainted.

I truly wish I knew how to vocalize how I felt about this entire situation, but I am so in love with this man that I can’t seem to be all he needs.  Before the “situation” and especially now that I am lost.

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Rope Suspension

A concept that both intrigues and frightens me.

Daddy has brought it up a couple times that he would like to take a class on rope tying.  I have always been interested in helping daddy to learn rope tying but I am a little scared about the concept of being suspended.

We were watching a video last night where a man was tying up and suspending this girl and she was very scared and I could completely relate with how she was feeling.  The thing that does intrigue me is the amount of trust that you are putting in the person who would be suspending you.  I trust daddy with all of my heart and I am hoping that this is just another way for me to put my trust in him and for him to show me that he will always take care of me.

  

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Morning Expectations

I starts with a rawr of the alarm clock chiming telling us we have reached the end of our slumber and it’s time to rise.  Daddy reaches to turn the blaring noise off and returns to cuddle me and ask if I am going to be waking now or later.. “Now” I reply.  “Ok, up you get we are going to shower”

We both reach the bathroom at the same time and undress, as I wait for my next instruction.  “Warm up the water for daddy pumpkin”.  I climb into the shower turning the cold water to hot as quickly as allowed and wait for daddy to enter and envelope me with all of his greatness.  Daddy lathers and washes me, allowing me to feel his amazing hands run through my hair.  Once all cleaned, daddy forces me again the wall of the shower driving his fingers deep inside both my ass and pussy filling me completely.

Out of the shower all dried, daddy grabs me by the back of my neck and leads me to the bed forcing me over its edge entering my soaking wet pussy with ease, reminding me over and over who’s body it was and who would use it al their will.  Against any hesitation from me, daddy then eases his way into my ass slowing using every  inch of me for his pleasure.

As quickly as he entered either of his holes he removes himself. “Now, go make me breakfast.”

                       
Our morning ended with daddy emptying himself inside of me while whispering in my ears his damands of the day “you are not to move or do anything without permission today”

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Perfecting Protocol

Daddy and I have been together for roughly 5 months.  Been living together for 4 of those 5 months.. AS I think will happen throughout our lives together, our protocol will constantly change and evolve as we grow in our relationship and as we become more and more a part of each other’s lives.  

Daddy is a strict man when it comes to his prtocol and I will be the first to admit that I have been fighting him quite a bit on the issue.  Mind you none of what I have been fighting is completely within my control. 

For instance.. Today daddy asked that I concentrate my cleaning efforts on the walls that I started cleaning yesterday.  I agreed completely that it was an easy task to handle until I walked into the kitchen and noticed that there was dishes all over the place, things needed to be put away and there was sweeping to do.  I have a severe case of OCD and anxiety.  Those of which do not go well with me walking into a messy kitchen and being told that I am not to pay any attention to it but keep focused on the task at hand.

So as daddy has requested I do when I see a flaw in the situation and find that I will not be able to complete it to his requirements.. I spoke up and explained just that..

He really is a reasonable man and with some discussion we agreed that the kitchen was something that I wouldn’t be able to ignore without having a breakdown and in such that was put on my chores for the day.

I am writing this with hopes that daddy and I are able to come to a conclusion on how we handle my daily tasks and keep in mind my challenges and allow him the ability to keep me focused on the tasks that my scattered mind starts but never completes.  

I appreciate the efforts daddy is putting forth to make me the best person he knows I am capable of being.

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Lost in Thought

A lot has gone on over the last week and I wouldn’t know where to start.

I would like to start off by saying that daddy is the best man there is and was amazing to take care of me during the time that I was sick.  I couldn’t have asked for a better man to care for me.  He was so attentive, caring, loving and worried about what was going on with me.  We went through lots of ups and downs with my moodiness and my sickness but he was always by my side and never got upset with me.

There are still a llot of ups and downs in our personal life and it leaves me with lots of question marks floating around my head as to where things may or may not end up in the near future.  Some days I feel like I have to wonder if I should be running into Daddys arms and holding onto him to save me from all the monsters or if I should run and escape the craziness that our life seems to have become.

I text daddy something this morning and I have been living true to these feelings for a long time now.

I hate that you have so many yours.