Daddy and I have been writing each other all day about my desire for him to force me to submit, how I crave rougher, and I am full of bravado as 5 o’clock nears. But once I hear the garage door open and the rumble of his car in the garage, I am suddenly scared,…
After our little D/s crisis of the other night, where I felt foolish for wanting to ask for anal training, and shut myself down, I keep wanting to ask Daddy, what are we DOING? I cannot wait for him to get home to have a real conversation, and it is easier for me to write…
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