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Chapter 1

WARNING: What you are about to experience is not fake. You can laugh, chuckle, close the tab, be on your merry way. But what you will see and watch will leave you wanting, no, desiring for more. No bullshit. No strings attached. All you need to do is sit back, and submit yourself.

That was the beginning of the website. A few minutes after I put in the given URL and hit 'enter', I come face to face with this crap. The light from my laptop is the only light allowing me to see anywhere in my god forsaken living room. Why god forsaken? Because this apartment is the shiny beginning all those years of high school built up for me.

What does my voice sound like in your head as you're reading this? Thrilled? Excited? Complete opposite. I'm really just a 24 year old guy, just got off work the night for a local bar, confused and somewhat interested that this website actually exist. But by now you're probably wondering what the hell is the website and maybe even wondering where I got it from.

All I want to say, the new generation of 2022 has completely obliterated the word "Daddy" for me. It use to be a simple word, cute when said by children used for their fathers. Sometimes, the word "Daddy" would even be a first word said by a child! Or as their fathers hoped. But now the word comes to agreements in dirty, sexual terms. Girls being called "littles" given by their "masters" and, surprise surprise, "daddies". I was never that fond into it. I've never tried it. The bar that I work for was filled to the brim with coworkers exchanging dirty looks. Girlfriends secretly tossing a lip bite to their boyfriends. Boyfriends passing by with a nice grab on the ass to give right back. I became a 7th wheel. Almost all the coworkers were dating each other. It was like eHarmony started pairing couples up at my work.

The thing is.....I just didn't know what the hype was about the whole 'master and slave' ordeal. I didn't know why such a community is formed for a sexual activity. Furthermore, how it even started becoming a thing. That was until.....I met my coworker Brian outside in the alley, sitting on a crate finishing up his cigarette.

Brian: Well look who we have here, its ol' Eli! Gracing me with his presence!

Me: Not now, Brian....I had a rough night. Rush hour at a bar on Friday night is not the best way to clear a cluttered mind.

(Brian puffs out some smoke and watches it drift off towards the sky)

Brian: Oh no, what's got you down this time? Jessica blew you off last night?

Shit. That's right. Jessica was a girl I met at a coffee place a few days ago, scheduled to have dinner with me last night. Work got in the way and I slept the minute I fell face-first into the pillow on my couch. When I awoke, I only had a enough time to shower, dress, grab the phone and my keys and be on my way.

My phone.

I pulled it out and unlocked it to the home screen.

Sure enough, texts of me being "a stubborn asshole", "good for nothing piece of shit", and my personal favorite "fuck fuck motherfucking fucktard that just got blocked" showed up one by one across the screen. Brian got a glimpse of one of the messages.

Brian: Ah, don't sweat it pal. Shit's gonna happen. That's where men like you and I have to move past it. Take me and Bianca for example...."

I'm not going into detail of what he said. Mainly because I was rolling my eyes and trying to rub the tiredness away in my eyes. Him and Bianca have been dating for three years now. And yes, they too are into the "Daddy Kink".

He soon realizes I haven't been paying full attention.

Brian: Maybe.......maybe ol' boy you haven't been looking in the right spot.