Friday, July 13, 2012

Being Daddy's little girl

So we know how Ward became Daddy. He said when he came back he wanted post about his experience of being Daddy, and we in fact talked about that the other evening. This is about what it feels like being little, what it feels like being his little girl.




He is my everything. He is every prayer I ever uttered answered, and every dream I never dared. He is my best friend. He is my leader. He is my man. He is my hero. He is my lover. He is my guide. He is my heart. He is m'anumchara. He is my King. He is every good thing that ever is or will be in one word - Daddy.




I've spoken briefly here and there about us having a D/lg dynamic in our mix. And we've established that we are not age-play. When we are intimate, I am not a little girl. I am all woman (just ask Ward, lol). I don't dress in frilly clothes, there are no hair bows, pacifiers, diapers. When Daddy spanks, he spanks his partner, not an errant child, though my childlike side often reacts if I feel I have wronged him, or been less than I want to be for him. It is not something we step into and step out of for play or for short periods of time.





Those are a bunch of things it's not. So what is it? It is who we are every moment of every day. It's loving sparkly, shiny, jingly things, and having Daddy indulge that, admiring the things that catch my eye. It's his being tickled when I am distractable. It's enjoying blowing bubbles and water gun fights and tickle fights. It's about never hearing "Oh, grow up!"





It's about sharing the joy of those simple things. It's giggling with abandon, and his chuckle further fueling my giggle. It's eating with your fingers and feeding Daddy with your fingers, and him licking you clean. It's being scared or sad and having arms wrapped around you and never hearing, "You're being ridiculous", but hearing, "It's all right, darling, Daddy's here." It's about Daddy listening to your broken heart and fixing the things that are wrong.



It's about being me, perfectly imperfect just me, and being loved unconditionally. It's about Daddy looking into my heart and showing me how beautiful I am, over and over again, even when I resist that idea. It's about him showing me that even when I make a mistake, I am loved, and I am good, just my actions are sometimes in error.






It is the freedom to be exactly who I am, never holding back any small part of myself, completely laid bare, completely vulnerable and unvarnished before him, and being protected and treasured and safe.

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    1. Thank you, Suzie. There just aren't enough words to explain how I feel, how much I love him. It is contained in the beat of my heart.

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  2. I love it when you wax philosophic about your love. Thanks for sharing. :)

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    1. Thanks so much, Conina. (found the original - thank you, Kitty!)

      It helps me personally sometimes to write it out. I told Ward tonight that when you receivesuch a blessing, when you know such a love, you need to hold it with reverence & never forget or let your partner forget that they are treasured and that the love must be nourished because it is a living, breathing, growing thing.

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  3. It's disgusting. Most of the pictures and sayings that you posted are specifically referring to a FATHER. You have some weird desire to have sex and be spanked by your father.
    Would it be any less weird if you decided to start calling him your big brother? People would be disgusted. Well it's no different. If it were, you wouldnt have to hide that type of relationship from the majority of the world, as do all you women who don't know how to be adults.

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    1. *Claps* - I've made it ladies! I've been flamed by anonymous.

      I wonder if you bothered to read the post, most of your accusations were answered within.

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    2. sheesh. I wonder why people who bother to flame don't bother to leave a name and email address for further discussion. i think only cowards throw accusations then leave hurriedly in anonymity.

      still, yes, seems you HAVE made it!! LOL

      *hugs*

      i don't used the same term, Daddy seems weird for me mostly cos he has kids that aren't MY kids, however if we were married and had children together I would probably be happy to call him that. But i can understand the sentiment totally!

      ~FA

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    3. FondlersAnonymous., I know, right? I thought to answer but it WOULDN'T have mattered, that mind is narrow &closed. But it did give me somewhere to go with a post I've had in the can for a while, it does harken back to the post I did on Honor.

      Thanks! (((Hugs))) back :)

      Daddy seemed odd to me before Ward was Daddy. It was totally organic in the way it developed. And it remains that way. I love him moredeeply than I have ever loved a man, and I trust him in ways I have never experienced. It is what fits, and it feels wonderful to me. It embodies that love, trust, faith, respect and honor like no other for me. But we each have those words that embody that in our dynamics, all different all significant, all beautiful.

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  4. I think this is wonderful - I believe it describes how to be an adult with a playful attitude towards life and a happy joyful relationship.

    The terminology is likely to bother some, but that has been pretty well established in the past and we don't need to go over that again, do we?

    I am so glad (for you) that Ward is back.

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    1. Thanks very much, Kitty. That explains it probably better than I could. I have spent my life being inhibited, intimidated and fearful. For the first time in all my years I can let down my guard & be joyful without fear of ridicule or reprisal. For the first time I don't have to filter my thoughts & emotions & that is a great gift.

      Yes, I believe we have & quite recently & pretty much all over blogland.

      Thank you, Kitty, I am too :)

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  5. I could have sworn that I commented here - saying that I love when you talk about your love. I do. It's very life-affirming to read of such an intense emotional connection that isn't just mine.

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    1. Hi, Conina :) Thanks very much!

      It is indeed like I took my first full breath when he came into my life. I don't remember life before him, and I really don't want to. It is so many of us, I see it all over blogland, and it's funny, we kind of gravitate towards each other, those other women who love their men the way we do, and whose men lift them up. It is the most amazing relationship I have ever had.

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    2. Every so often when someone thinks they have commented, it means that their comment went to spam... It has happened to Conina on my blog once before. It is very random when this stuff happens.

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    3. Thanks, Kitty! I don't have it filtered so I never check guess I have to now, lol. I found 2 comments in there!

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