Can You Feel How I Miss You, Baby Girl? How I Ache To Be With You! Can You Feel The Longing In My Heart?

Hmmm now doesn’t this look like a fun way to spend a few hours. What do you think, baby girl? Do you think you’d like to be tied up like this? All your little holes bared to daddy for my use just as I like. Would you like to be daddy’s little fucktoy like this? Never knowing how daddy is going to use you next. Helpless to do anything but take it. Should I leave you like this with a vibe strapped to your clit or filling your little cunt as you moan and squirm and cum again and again. Until your juices are dripping from your cunt and down your ass and stomach. Daddy checking on you periodically to make sure your vibe is staying in place. To tell you what a good little slut you are for daddy. To rub daddy’s fat cock over your dripping holes. Fucking you a few times to edge you then pulling out. Leaving you whimpering and trying to beg for more through your gag. Maybe we will use a nice big o-ring gag so daddy can use that pretty little mouth of yours too. Taking my swollen cock, dripping with your juices and pushing it down your throat. Feeling you struggle to swallow it all and not gag. Your beautiful face a mess of saliva as daddy pulls out and rubs his cock over your face while you gasp for air. Think of all the delicious ways daddy could use you like this baby girl. Taking my time to make sure your sweet pussy and tight ass are stretched and raw from being fucked by daddy. Your holes dripping with daddy’s seed as I breed you over and over again. Leaving my cum to soak deep into your cunt. Does that feel so baby girl? Daddy edging you for hours only to spend the next few forcing you to cum again and again and again. Finally untying you once you’ve given me every yummy drop of cum, scooping you up into my arms and carrying to the couch where I hold you in my arms, snuggled up close as daddy caresses and praises you for being such a good girl for daddy. Filling you full of daddy’s love as you pass out in my arms safe and protected.

What a perfect evening together. Baby girl curled up on the couch next to daddy. Your beautiful luscious body laid bare for me to savor as you lay back against me. How I love to run my hands, my fingertips slowly over every delicious curve of your body. Tell me baby, do you like the feel of my fingertips circling your nipple? Gently caressing and teasing it hard? Your soft moans and gasps tell me all I need to know. Your fluttering eyelids and the squirming of your legs tell me all I need to know. Do you like the feel of my strong rough hands slipping along the curve of your ass and thighs? Feeling my hands massage, gripping, claiming every inch of you? Or do you prefer the lightest flicker of a touch from my fingers? Brushing so lightly over your skin, teasing you with the gentlest brush against your most sensitive spots? Do you like how I stroke your hair? Fingers slipping through your soft locks, brushing your hair out across my lap. Brushing it from your forehead, away from your ears. Fingers gently massaging your scalp or lightly tracing the curve of your ear. The slow steady caress of daddy, always touching you, always soothing, always teasing. Smiling softly to myself as I feel you get lost in the sensations. Loving the time to spoil you with attention and affection. If you only knew that it is as soothing to me as it is to you. My happy place there with you always, baby girl!

where do you find the inspiration for the things you write?

Hi there and thanks for the ask. It’s a combination of my own experiences as a daddy and dom, my desires and my fantasies. I enjoy writing and sharing them and I try to set a good example of what a supportive and caring Dd/lg relationship should be.

Idk if you have a passion for photography? but you always take really great pics

Awww thank you! I’m glad you like them! I do love photography. I mostly take nature and landscape photos of my travels. Sometimes I post them here. I’d love to do more photography if I had the time.

Do you know beautiful you are, baby girl? How absolutely perfect you are, just as you are? Every beautiful curve, your full hips and breasts, your luscious ass, perfect! You are just as you are meant to be and you should be proud of your body. Flaunt it, use it, show it to me and let me show you how much daddy loves it, craves it and wants to use it. Let me trace every curve with my kisses, my tongue, my fingers. Let me devour you, explore you, find every sensitive and erotic spot until you’re lost to the pleasure, a moaning, dripping, desperate mess. You are perfect just the way you are, baby girl! Let daddy show you!

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Daddy’s princess..

Truth!!! Show me those curves, those luscious thighs! Show me the real you! Show me that sexy attitude, that sense of humor! Show me what a naughty, hungry little thing you! Let me hear those desires and fantasies! Share those insecurities and worries! Those fears and misgivings! I want it all, baby girl! I want the real you! Not the one you show to the rest of the world! That brave face, that protected heart! I want the one you keep hidden! The one you protect! I will cherish her, protect her and keep her safe! Let me see that side of you! That’s what I want, baby girl! Will you?

Keeping it real...

He gave her a space where she knew she was safe. Where she could blossom and bloom into her true self. A place where she could let go. Where she could open up and expose the beauty and perfection within knowing that she would be cherished and loved.

He gave her freedom to live without fear. He accepted her just as she was. In all her perfection. In all her flaws. Even with all of his.

He helped her to see her beauty. To believe in it. To feel it deep down in her soul. To understand that the beauty was within her all the time.

She didn’t need him for this. The strength was within her to begin with. But she yearned for him. Yearned to share it all with him and to give him the control, her submission, and to let him help her expose it all to world.

“There’s a Method. His Method. And It Takes Time and Trust.”

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