When I tried to tell Daddy it wasn’t working, he told me I wasn’t trying hard enough. It’s such a nice feeling having a vibrator inside me, but it doesn’t make me cum. I used my favourite vibrator inserted it as far as I could until it hit my cervix. I tried hard, very hard to cum, but it wouldn’t work. Instead of orgasming as usual using my little rabbit ears vibrator, I was to only cum using a vibrator inserted into my vagina. One day he had told me that my daily task would be a little different. He has a wicked imagination when it comes to punishments. If I am not wet enough, he classes it as a fail, and I will be punished. I have to show Daddy how well I have done, after each one. I’ve always been a good girl, even when I have been naughty.Įvery day I have to orgasm three times. I’ve always done exactly as he has asked. If I stamp my feet, he clearly sets out the alternative, which is always infinitely worse than what he has asked me to do. He doesn’t push, he suggests I try harder. I start with very clear boundaries, but Daddy knows I will go further. Fun games, sometimes a little scary, sometimes, daring, but always within my limits. He gives me unconditional love as a father would, but also the discipline I crave, as a child requires, to grow into a fully rounded human being.ĭaddy and I play games. Daddy, you see, is my Mentor, Lover and sometimes my Master. We just love each other without boundaries, and I submit to him completely. This isn’t a weird incestuous relationship, we don’t harbour fantasies of anything illegal.
In case you are alarmed, Daddy is not my real “Father”. I exist to fulfil his every desire, and to be available to him whenever and wherever he so wishes. He promises to love me and look after me, and I promise to make him happy.
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