Self Evaluation

As young children, girls are taught we are supposed to look, act, think and speak a certain way. Well, not all of us fit into that particular mold. I have been bumped, bruised, bent, broken and ripped apart by society’s standards to the point that I hate myself in some aspects. I have tried hard to love me for who I am, because Daddy says I am absolutely perfect in every way. (Of course we all know he’s biased!) 😉

But it is hard to love yourself when you look in the mirror and all you see are flaws and things you wish to change about yourself. If we are being completely brutally honest here. I can pick myself apart for hours in front of a mirror. Fat rolls, stretch marks, cellulite, wrinkles, excess hair in places it shouldn’t be, acne, moles; the list just goes on and on. But in all of this physical inadequacy, there is a creature inside who radiates love and compassion for others, because I’ve been there. I’ve been the one who was torn apart because I wasn’t someone’s standard of “good enough”. I’ve been weighed, measured and found wanting. I’ve been judged as a failure.

But in spite of this, I’ve also found love. I’ve found a man who appreciates my inner and outer beauty the way I was made. I have a mother who is one of my best friends. I have a best friend who is like a sister to me. I may not be the richest woman in the world, or the prettiest or the smartest. But I damned sure consider myself one of the luckiest! To have and know such love is a gift far too few get to experience in life

So I am grateful that as I go on my journey to change myself and better my health, that I have such a wonderful support team backing me in my corner. I know without a doubt that I will make it through any challenge that life decides to throw at me. So today and tomorrow I choose to love me and those who love me and to hell with the rest of the world.

Super Excited Christmas Jitters!

(Originally Posted December 18th! :-*)

I’m so excited it’s almost Christmas! Daddy and I are going Christmas Shopping Tonight! I can’t wait to see what kind of presents Daddy gets me! I know what I asked him for was a pretty simple list, coloring books, crayons, stuffies and princess stuff… What can I say I’m a girly girl at heart! ❤ I love all things purple and I’m a sucker for anything cute and furry! I’m sure I will be happy with whatever he gets me, just the fact that he took the time to think of me is more than enough for me. I’m not materialistic in the sense most girls are, I don’t expect jewelry or a gold mine. I prefer something soft and snugly.

Last Christmas, he got me an “Angel Wrap” and two pairs of fuzzy slipper socks. In these chilly Indiana winters, you’d be hard pressed to find me without those socks in the wash like every week! I know he will surprise his Princess in the best way possible. I’ll probably end up crying tears of joy because when he takes his time to add the thoughtful individuality to each gift he gives me it always warms my heart and makes me cry happy tears like a big baby.

My only problem is that I have NO idea what to get Daddy! I mean sure, I got him his ticket to Electric Christmas, I’m not going, not my thing. But beyond that, I don’t know what else to buy him! I hope I come up with something before Christmas because Daddy deserves something super special for being such a wonderful Daddy…

Daddy Cuddles

So I’ve noticed I have a penchant for insisting on cuddles from Daddy, A-LOT. But he doesn’t seem to mind. I think he rather enjoys my clingy nature, as long as it doesn’t get in the way of his important Daddy stuff. For example, Sunday Night, Daddy was sitting on the loveseat and I was sitting on the chair. He was watching his wrestling (yucky boring) and I was watching Big Hero 6! 🙂 Well while I was sitting there watching the movie and cuddling with my Stuffie (Rocky, a raccoon, whom, by the way, I have had since I was two and will never ever get rid of!) and watching the movie, I found myself subconsciously reaching for Daddy’s hand with my free arm while simultaneously sucking my thumb with the other. I don’t know if it was because I was beginning to come down sick or what, but I’ve never done this before. I hadn’t said anything to Daddy, but I know he noticed and saw me, because every time I caught him looking at me out of the corner of my eye, he would be smiling. I think he really likes seeing me let go and relax when I’m around him. Since I have started to discover myself and who I truly am, this is the first time I have been able to relax around anyone in a long time.  It feels so nice to be able to finally let go and just be me! 🙂

Disappointed

(This is a repost from my other blog! Sorry, it died! :-p)

So I was hoping for playtime with Daddy last night after the movie, but somehow I misread his silent acceptance of my attentions towards him as the go ahead and thought he just wanted to cuddle and go to sleep, so I went to bed a little bummed out, but otherwise okay. Well today I talked to Daddy about it and told him that I thought he wasn’t interested and he said that wasn’t the case at all! So he promised me that Saturday I was all his! I’m so happy! 🙂 Tonight after work we are celebrating my best friend’s birthday with her and her husband and probably will end up spending the night there. Not sure about how that will go if anywhere, but you never know… I tend to get a little playful when I’ve been drinking. Daddy may have a very naughty Little on his hands tonight! I hope he’s prepared for me! 🙂

Little Me!

This is my first post as Little Me! I’m Soooooo excited! Daddy and I finally had a long talk and found out what we both wanted in our relationship! He is so glad I have decided to let myself out and I am so happy I finally get to be little! It feels so good to be open and honest! I love My Daddy more than anything in the world! He knows I’m going to take a lot of training and it’s going to take a lot of patience, but he reassures me all the time that I’m worth it! 🙂

Waiting for Daddy (Fantasy)

This is a fantasy of mine, hopefully one day to become a reality with Daddy…

It’s two in the afternoon and I can hardly contain my excitement, I do everything I can to keep busy. Sitting idly waiting for you just makes me even more anxious. So I start working on getting the house and myself ready. This takes me nearly two hours alone. Everything is neat and clean, picked up and put away as it should be. I am clean and freshly shaved, my hair done and makeup applied. I have on a brand new baby doll dress, hunter green satin that just barely contains my large, full breasts. Sheer nude thigh stockings clipped to a hunter green garter belt and matching hunter green tie thong. I am also wearing your favorite black platform heels.

I still have four more hours before your flight will be in from your business trip, so I decide to start the prep work for dinner. As I begin to chop the vegetables for the stir-fry, my mind drifts off to thoughts of you again. Your scent, your touch, your voice; all of you begins to fill and invade my mind. I feel a tingle over my skin as my pussy starts to ache and throb. My nipples harden at the thought of you walking through the door and my heart starts to pound though my chest. I grow wetter with each image of you flashing through my mind; taking me, claiming me, marking me as yours over and over again.

Shaking my head, I wake myself out of my fog, realizing I have been standing in front of the open refrigerator door. I take a nervous glance at the clock on the stove. It’s six o’clock! I had been standing there for over half an hour. I quickly shut the door to the refrigerator and resume the prep work on our dinner. Finishing in record time keeping my mind and eyes focused on cutting everything so as not to get hurt. Just as I am finishing up, I hear your key in the lock. I quickly dry my hands and turn to face the door.

I walk to the living room and get into position on my knees, hands behind my back, eyes down. Taking your time, I hear you on the other side of the door, talking on your phone to one of your business associates. You exchange good byes, hang up and turn the door knob. I hear your breath catch in your throat as you open the door and take in the site of your baby girl on her knees presented to you in all new lingerie. You let the door slam shut behind you and drop your bags to the floor. You growl your approval as you walk up to me and slowly encircle me taking everything in. Finally you speak, “Princess; you are absolutely breathtaking, and the house is impeccable. I didn’t expect to find you dressed and in position much less ready for me to be home so early. I must say, this is a pleasant surprise indeed.” I shyly smile, my head still down and quietly whisper, “Thank you Daddy.”

Standing in front of me; I can see your black dress shoes and black suit pants. You put your hand under my chin and lift my face up towards you, my eyes still down cast, you say to me, “Look at me kitten.” I comply with your request and the look of absolute unbridled lust in your eyes overwhelms and frightens me as a rush of fluid pools in my thong and begins to trickle down my thighs. “Stand and let me get a better look at you Princess.” I stand, slowly, never taking my eyes off of yours; I slowly smile as you walk around me again admiring me from head to toe. I feel the heat of your gaze as it burns into every inch of my body, surveying everything, admiring, critiquing and hungering.

You stop behind me and notice the scrap of green fabric nestled in between my butt cheeks and ask me, “Panties?” I start to stammer for a minute and suddenly I feel your hands at my sides where the ties are, quickly undoing them and letting the small scrap of fabric fall to the floor. “That’s better,” is all you say. I shiver as your fingers trail down from my waist along my pelvic bone, slowly inching your way toward my freshly shaved pussy. You pull your hands away and I whimper in protest, you smile at me and say, “It’s not going to be that easy, Kitten.”

“You look and smell so good; I just want to lay you back on that couch and devour your pretty little pussy. However, you broke a rule and now you must be punished.” You walk over to the couch and sit down, “now, over my lap little one, on your belly.” I squirm in protest knowing I’m getting ready to get punished for having panties on and stand firm, hoping I can coax or convince you otherwise. “But Daddy, they were a part of my outfit and I thought you would like the way they looked” I say, pouting and refusing to move. “Princess, get over my lap, NOW! Unless you want Daddy to really hurt your bum!” I quickly scamper over to you, not wanting to suffer a worse fate, but I start to try to plead with you, hoping to get out of my punishment for the indiscretion. But there is no getting you to change your mind. As you look at me, you say “You know the rules, Princess, and you know I don’t have a lot of them for you, therefore, it is even more important that I enforce the ones I do have, otherwise I will have you thinking you can get away with anything you want.”

“Now, over my lap, I’m going to give you ten swats, after each swat I want you to count and recite the rule we have in place about panties, afterwards you will thank me for your spanking and for reminding you that all Good Girls follow the rules, understood?” I look at you and simply mumble, “Yes Daddy.” “What was that Princess? I couldn’t hear you.” “Yes Daddy,” I say much clearer and louder this time. “Good Girl,” you say, instantly increasing the wetness between my legs and driving me on with a desire to please you even more. I lay across your lap and you ask me if I remember the rule about panties before you begin the swats, I recite the rule to you, “No Panties around Sir unless Princess is on her monthly or on her way to work.” “Good Girl, now, we shall begin.”

You raise your hand high above your head and bring it back down, hard on my right butt cheek. “Ouch!” I exclaim, and quickly follow up with “One, No Panties around Sir unless Princess is on her monthly or on her way to work.” Almost immediately you follow up with an equally hard strike to the left butt cheek, not leaving me much time to recover, I squeak out the number two, followed by the rules. I continue through the next four, body shaking and voice cracking as I start to cry, the hot tears staining my cheeks with makeup.

Pausing for a moment, you rub my already red, raw bottom. You lean down into my ear and whisper, “the last four are going to be really hard, Princess you don’t have to recite the rule for these, understood?” I nod my head and manage to choke out a “Yes Daddy” in between sobs. The next two come in quick succession hard and full force on directly over my anus on both butt cheeks, almost knocking me out of your lap onto the floor forward, I quickly sob out “Seven! Eight!” You rub my bum, soothing and shushing me, and after I’ve calmed down enough to breathe, you bring your hand back and smack me, hard, right over my lower thighs on both legs over my pussy “Nine!”. For the last smack, you tell me to spread my legs open, I hesitate which earns me a firm yank of my hair and a stern look in your eyes followed with a growl of “NOW Princess!” I spread my legs as far apart as I can, I feel your hand rubbing up and down on my soaking wet pussy and my tight pucker. As I start to squirm and wriggle on your lap, trying to get you to do more than just tease the outside, your hand suddenly comes away from me and I let out a small whine. Without warning; you bring your cupped hand hard down over my pussy and butthole. I scream in pain and begin to bawl like a baby, you scoop me up and rock me for a moment, soothing me with your soft words and gentle kisses, telling me what a Good Girl I am for taking my punishment and not trying to run away or fight Daddy. After I calm down enough to speak, I look at you and say, “Thank you Daddy for my spanking and reminding me that Good Girls follow the rules.” “You’re welcome, Princess, now lay back on the couch and spread your pretty legs for Daddy so he can kiss you all better.”

As I start to try to climb off of your lap, you grab my hips holding me firmly in place. I frown at you, and you raise an eyebrow at me, waiting for me to realize what I had forgotten to do. Then as if a light turned on inside my head a look of realization crosses over my face and I quickly look at you and say, “Daddy, may I please get up now, so I can do what you told me to?” You smile at me and say, “Good Girl, and yes you may,” releasing my hips so I can move over to the couch cushion next to yours.

Leaning back against the couch, I spread my legs as wide as I can, brining my heels up to my butt cheeks, opening my sex fully for you. You lean over, kissing me slowly, darting your tongue in and out of my mouth as your hand slides down my leg to my already dripping pussy. Slowly you slide your fingers up and down my wetness, causing me to moan into your mouth, thrusting my pussy into your hand. Pulling away from the kiss and your fingers away from my sensitive labia you chuckle as I whimper in frustration. You stand for a moment, smiling down at me as you remove your jacket and tie. Then you lean over me and begin to kiss me again, bringing a small moan of pleasure from my lips.

Trailing kisses down my body, you suck my left breast and nipple into your mouth, pulling and tugging on the sensitive flesh with your teeth.  Making me gasp and moan in response, I thrust my breast into your mouth, offering myself fully to you. You chuckle and release my breast and slowly kiss your way over to the other one offering it equal time and attention. By the time you are done with my breasts I am so horny and wet, I can’t stand it. I’ve created a small puddle on the couch from dripping with desire for your tongue, fingers, cock anything to fill and pleasure my little pussy. I whimper and flutter my eyes open, looking at you as you stand up to admire the effect you have on my body.

“Daddy, please….I can’t take it anymore….I need you to make me cum Daddy. Please make your little girl’s pussy cum.” “Good girl begging Daddy and telling me exactly what you want. Now in a minute Princess I am going to go down on you, I’m going to eat your pussy so well that you will cum again and again for me. I don’t care if you ask me for permission, but you had better tell me each time you’re getting ready to cum. And when you do cum, I want the neighbors down the street to need a cigarette, do you understand Princess?” I smile and nod my head at you, gasping as you slide your fingers deep inside my already dripping slit “Yes Daddy, I understand.” I manage to gasp out in between thrusts of your unrelenting fingers. “Good girl, now get ready to cum hard for Daddy,” you say as you wrap your tongue around my clit and start finger fucking my tight little pussy hard.

Within in minutes I am teetering on the edge of my first orgasm. “Daadddyyyyy!!! I’m gonna cum!!!” “Wow, already?” You chuckle, “okay little one, then cum for me and show these neighbors of ours how a true Daddy makes his princess cum!” As soon as you utter those words my orgasm hits full force and I tremble and shake under your unrelenting tongue, screaming out my pleasure as wave after wave crashes through me. As the waves of pleasure crashing over me slow to a quiet hum, you do not relent your attack on my sensitive clit; instead you increase the pace of your fingers and tongue, bringing me right back to the edge of orgasm again. “Daddy I’m … I’m gonna…” I cry out to you as the waves begin to crash over me again. “CUM!” you tell me and as if on cue my body responds to your demand. As your fingers furiously pound my cunt I scream out my pleasure as my orgasm builds even more in intensity as my legs are shaking, my head is thrown back in bliss as gush after gush of fluid pours from my pussy. Suddenly your fingers leave my pussy only to be replaced by your rock hard cock. I continue to shake and shudder as you thrust in and out of my tight pussy, claiming my body as your own again and again. Still riding the orgasm you tell me, “CUM MORE FOR DADDY! HARD, PRINCESS NOW!” “DADDY! I’M CUMMING FOR YOU!” I scream as my pussy pulsates and throbs around your thick cock, I spray more cum around you as you continue to fuck me with deep, hard strokes. You slow your pace still continuing the depth to keep my orgasms going I grip your wrists as yet another orgasm tears through my body un-ceasing and I open my mouth to scream and no noise comes out. “Rub that little clit while I’m pounding you Princess! I want you riding this orgasm non-stop! I want your pussy pouring cum from my big cock stuffing you! I don’t want you to be able to walk tomorrow! I hope you didn’t have any big plans tonight because tonight, the only plans I have is filling this little cunt of yours over and over and over again with my cum! God you are so tight Princess! I love you so much baby girl!” “Unf Daddy! You’re so big! Hunh! I’m gonna cum again Daddy!” “Cum baby girl! Cum for Daddy! I love it when your little pussy pulsates on my big cock and sprays all over! I’ve missed making you cum so much!” As my fingers furiously work my over sensitive clit I cum again, “DADDY I’M CUMMING AGAIN!” I scream out to you as yet another wave of orgasm washes over me.

With me floating on a cloud of pleasure that seems unceasing, you roll over with me on top of you. Thrusting up into me at a slow rhythm, you look up at my face screwed up with pleasure and you exclaim “God Princess you are so beautiful. How did I end up so lucky?” I smile as my orgasm starts to subside, looking down at you I say, “No Daddy, I’m the one who’s lucky! You take such good care of me! You love on me, make sure I’m fed and tucked in to bed when your home, you keep me in line when I am being naughty, and you make me cum like no other man ever could!”

“Ooh Daddy that felt good!” “What did Princess, this?” “Unh yes Daddy! That!” “Lean forward Princess, spread your legs wide for Daddy and hold on tight!” “Yes Daddy!” As I lean into you and my legs come up, you grab a hold of my thighs, holding me in place and start pounding up into me again and again. “Cum for me Princess, cum hard and deep for me; let that pussy pulsate around my cock. Make Daddy know his cock made you cum, squirt and scream and shake and shudder for me baby girl.” Again my pussy starts to spasm around your cock as you thrust into me over and over, hitting my G-Spot at just the right angle. As my orgasm continues to build in intensity I shake and shudder on top of you, calling your name out as I cum on you again and again. “Daddy, Oh I’m cumming! That feels so good! Daddy don’t stop! OH MY GOD!” “That’s it baby girl keep cumming all over my cock! Good Girl! Ooh don’t stop now Princess! I know you’ve got more cum in that little pussy of yours! It’s been too long since Daddy got to stuff your pussy last, huh baby girl? God the more I pound you the wetter you get! Your little pussy is so hot! Fuck baby girl! Daddy’s gonna cum in your pussy is that okay? Do you want Daddy to cum in your pussy, Princess?” Still cumming I scream “YES DADDY! CUM IN MY PUSSY! CUM WITH ME DADDY!”

Suddenly, your shaft hardens and thickens even more as your own orgasm begins to overtake you. As you let out a long loud primal scream as you fill my little pussy with your seed. Hearing my own cry of release just heightened your own. As we both start to come down, you hold me close, kissing me and rubbing my back, telling me what a fantastic good girl I’ve been for Daddy. Smiling, I look into your eyes and say, “Daddy I love you more than anything, thank you so much for taking such good care of me.”

Sick and Miserable

So much to my chagrin, I’m sick. Flat out, stuffy nose, sore throat, and woozy dizzy spells. As I sit here writing this, I’m not even entirely sure that what I’m typing is making any actual sense. That’s medicine head though. I just hope this passes before Christmas. I have no desire to feel like this through the holidays. Especially having to take that nasty icky medicine! DEFINITELY not my favorite thing, all though I had little choice this morning as Daddy made so obviously clear. But he was right, I could have not taken it, gotten in big trouble, gotten punished and STILL felt a thousand times worse than I do now. Instead I was smart and opted to take it and complain about the taste for the next twenty minutes. (Well maybe complaining for 20 minutes wasn’t so smart.) With me feeling like this, Daddy has been babying me and taking it easy on me, but I know as soon as I am feeling better, I’m in for it if I don’t keep my attitude in check. With Christmas coming up, I’m trying really hard to be good because I want pressies not coal for Christmas! I’m so excited! We are supposed to go Christmas shopping together this weekend! YAY! Although now comes the difficulty of coming up with stuff to get Daddy for Christmas….hmmmm…