Wedding bells

Back it on up partner

No story just starts at the happy ending, where's the drama and affliction in that? no, you have to start back in the mud and grunge of the story. All the way back down to the seed and root of the relationship. This relationship being my own. Was it love at first sight? did i hear wedding bells beating against my brain saying "Hello in there is anyone listening to the alarm going off that you are indeed staring directly at Mr. Right"? God knows no one is perfect but in my own 'sappy' opinion he's damn near close. God plopped him in my lap like a fresh steamed packet of pre-made vegetables you get in the frozen isle, though he looked way more appetizing. No need for the salt shaker to season him. Salt and pepper hair, blue glistening eyes, the beach sunset to make his silhouette even more dark and dangerous than it already looked. If mama saw him before she let us get to know each other she would of been pulling a red flag at the one foot line on the play. Thankfully, i got to know mister dangerous before she met him. 

A friend of mine is who introduced, at least that what the family thinks! What really happened you say? we met on a kink site. You know, those dark place's the movie's tell you not to visit, that only bad people dwell there and that we are all sinners? There is where we met. No salacious photos needed to get him to bite, from the get go he has been a deep thinking man who saw beyond my exterior. Lets be honest here i am no Victoria secret angel. Though he's also no Tall dark and handsome, just the dark and handsome part. For a dominant he is rather short. Now for you newbies out there, a dominant is the top also known as the one controlling the situation and usually the one dealing out punishment or sensual pain. AKA masochism, another term i may need to explain lightly at the moment, no reason to bore you. Masochism or a masochist is someone who enjoys pain. you heard me right, enjoys pain. We also typically have an above average pain tolerance. Hence why we can find pleasure in things most would find unbearable. Now here's where it gets weirder. 

We are not your average run of the mill kink. we are a special class that the kink community tries hard to sweep under the rug and try to wish us away into non existence. DDLG AKA Daddy Dominant little Girl. Now i know what your thinking, is it legal? Why yes, its no less legal than acting out a scene in a movie portraying a sixteen year old kissing an older man. It's a role play game. I call him Daddy he calls me little girl and baby doll, things of that nature. it is a distinct form of power exchange. power exchange meaning, i give him the power to control me and i can take that power away with one simple word, Stop. Consent is everything in our relationship. If i say no, it means no doing it. Even though i have that power he has the ultimate power over the relationship. He makes the rule's i am to follow. For instance in the DDLG world most of us "littles" have a bedtime, set hygienic rules and other small rules to help us with the day to day struggle of being an adult. You need to cry because you're tired, or frustrated, Daddy is there to comfort you. You just made bad grades on your college report card, Daddy will 'help' you get better grades. Think of it like a personal voice in your head that can whip your ass when you misstep. Always there to help even when you don't want it.

This is the life we live and the love we share.