Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day to all you beautiful mommies, step mommies and mommies to be. I want to honor my Momma for all she did and sacrificed so I could have the best life and opportunities in this life. I love you Momma and I hope you have the best day ever!

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Slowing down

So much for slowing down! Life has done just the opposite! Things are going well for us in many aspects, but I still feel like I’m coming up short on others. I am so thankful Daddy is a patient man and a loving Dom! He knows me so well and can tell when I’m slipping inside myself. When I forget who I am and start to fall, there he is to remind me who I am; reaching out for me and picking me back up. He reassures me when I need it most and is there to redirect me when I falter. Even when we butt heads and start to fight, he’s there to pull me back and call me out on it. He stops me before I destroy myself and grounds and centers me. For these reasons he’s not just my Daddy or my Dom, it’s for these reasons and more that he is my best friend, my lover and my life partner. We are in this for the long haul, 18+ years and counting. I love you more than words can say Daddy!

Steady Progress!

So far the daily calendar idea is working! I’m not completely cuss word free, but I’ve stopped dropping the F-bomb and have cut down using other words! I’m so happy! I think I might take the next step and add a swear jar to it, and every time I curse, I have to add a penny, that may not seem like much, but when your flat broke surviving on one income, those pennies count! Hopefully this will curb the rest of those words even faster! Daddy says my behavior has gotten better which is a HUGE PLUS! I work hard for that star everyday on the calendar! What can I say lol!

Lost and Found Again

 

To my readers,

I must apologize as I have not had the time, energy, health, or desire to write. I’m hoping things start to look up for us soon, I miss having the freedom and desire to write and to let the words flow freely from my finger tips and mind onto the screen or paper.

I also haven’t been able to get myself fully into little space lately, there are certain activities I enjoy doing, movies, video games, coloring, cooking and crafting and outside of necessity of survival, i.e. cooking, I have had little to no desire to do any of these things. I know that is no excuse as writing is supposed to be a part of Daddy’s and mine’s dynamic, but he has been lenient with everything going on in our respective lives.

Daddy is a compassionate and caring man, extremely understanding and patient. But some things he will not tolerate, disrespect and disobedience being two of the things at the top of that list. Which my bottom had the misfortune of experiencing his disappointment for said actions first hand. This being said, I do my best to avoid repeating offenses, but I fear I have another habit I must break, my foul language has not gotten any better, we’ve tried spankings, corner time, sentences, apology letters and essays, these things might fix it for the time being, but the fix is never long-term and seldom lasts more than a few days at best.

I have a new idea I am going to propose to Daddy, hoping it will work. I am going to suggest a behavior chart, now granted this will be in part on the honor system while I’m at work, but if I can go a whole day without cursing or back sassing Daddy, I get a sticker for that day, if I make it a week I get a reward certificate. If I want, I can accumulate my reward certificates for a bigger prize. He and I can discuss prizes and rewards at the time of proposing this idea. I genuinely hope this idea works better than the ones in the past.

Horny intensity

Honestly, even as I sit here typing this, I feel the pulsing in between my legs. I want, no I NEED your hardness. I need you deep inside of me, pounding into my pussy, making me scream and cry out in pleasure. As my mind begins to wander, I envision you taking control of my fantasy.

You slide your rock hard cock into my tight pussy, growling as I gasp from the surprise welcome invasion. You start to thrust fast, hard and deep. You show no mercy, no signs of slowing up, I feel my first orgasm beginning to tear through my body.

I open my mouth to scream but only a small squeak comes out. Then I realize I need to breathe, my lungs are on fire. I inhale deeply and then the loud cries of “Yes! Yes! Yes! Daddy I’m cumming on your cock so hard! Oh my God yes Daddy!”

As you continue to plunge into me listening to my cries, you growl into my ear, “Good girl! Cum on my cock Princess! Those are MY orgasms and I WILL take them from you! One way or another, you will be squirting and soaking the bed by the time I’m done with you!” 

You talking to me like this without slowing your pace has thrown me into an even bigger orgasm than the last one. I stiffen around you as my pussy pulsates. I start to shake as the first juices begin to leak from my pussy.

You pull your cock out and begin to furtively rub my clit as the slow trickle quickly turns into a gushing spray as I cling to you tightly and scream. You continue rub my clit, throwing me into another orgasm as I squirt for you again.

You plunge your cock back into my sopping wet, messy pussy, pounding deep into me. Holding my hips in place so I can’t move or get away. As I continue to cum on you, you thrust into me again and again hearing my cries of pleasure turn into gasps.

You feel my pussy clench down on your cock again as I cum. I’ve lost count off the orgasms at this point. You growl into my ear, “My turn, Princess! Take my cum, NOW!” Erupting deep into my pussy, flooding my fertile womb. I cum again as your sperm hits my cervix.

Collapsing in exhaustion with you still deep inside me. You kiss me gently on my forehead and whisper in my ear, “Good girl, good job taking Daddy’s cock and his cum into your pussy.” I smile as I fall asleep in your arms.