Yes, Daddy!

Daddy says I must always tell him yes,  never no.

Daddy says no matter how silly, gross, or embarrassing it is… I must say yes. He might only be joking or testing me and not actually have me do that thing, but I gotta tell him yes every time.

I definitely find this hard to do. I usually forget that he told me that he’ll be testing me so I’ll start to say no then remember. I start to giggle at what he’s telling me to do, knowing he’s just testing me and that’s why it’s silly, but no matter what I must say Yes Daddy.

Rise & Shine

Daddy loves when I pleasure him in the morning.

It’s usually when I’m still sleepy and only half awake and he moves my hand lower down south to let me know what he wants.

I usually try to protest due to tiredness but I know I shouldn’t. I rather Daddy be relaxed before the long drive to work. I want to start his day off right.

My hand will reach the hair on is tummy (that I love) then slowly reach Daddy’s soft cock. Since I’m still half asleep I pet it lazily and try to stroke it in my hand. I can feel it start to come alive. Grow to it’s full length and girth in my small hand.

I’ll probably start to doze back off so Daddy will grab my hand again and start moving it. My eyes open again and he grabs my head and pushes it lower.

He holds his cock for me and puts the tip in my mouth while I gently suck it. Daddy likes it when I use my hand too, either to stroke if up and down or massage his balls. I’ll start to suck his cock down deeper and make sure to use my tongue.

Either Daddy will have me keep pleasuring him with my mouth or he’ll have me get the massage oil.

Daddy loves it when his cock is dripping with slobber or some type of lube. We have warming massage oil we usually use.

I take Daddy’s yummy pink cock in my hands and make a twisting motion while I stroke it up and down. This is his favorite.

I love seeing Daddy lying there naked with his eyes closed enjoying his sleepy pleasure in the morning. The way he starts to breath heavier when I go faster and starts twitching a bit when he’s getting close.

Daddy is so sexy. I think that every time I see him. How much I love waking up to him.

After he cums he gives me a kiss and says I love you babygirl and goes to work, leaving me like a good pet, longing and waiting for my Daddy to arrive home.

Picture from Wiki.

The Secret Playroom

Deep in the woods lies a secret room where little girls come to play.

‘You’re late’, is all he says when I arrive at the cabin over a half hour later then he told me to be there. I knew I was in trouble by the look on his face. He usually looks at me with such adoring eyes. At the cabin though, his demeanor changes. This is where I am expected to obey his every command.  Where we lose ourselves in the freedom of being completely alone together and where our true nature escapes. 

I could feel the warmth coming from inside the open cabin. He steps aside as I enter, closing the door behind me.  Feeling the heat already rising inside me. Not knowing whether it was from the fire, or my little wet pussy that had been aching since I started the two hour long drive to the cabin.  I couldn’t stop thinking, imagining, what Daddy was going to do to me in his secret room. I was always his babygirl and he loved to make endure his torture, just as much as I loved it.   

The cabin was a simple candle lit cozy place out in the cold dark woods.  It had an open layout with a small kitchenette, a fireplace with wood stacked near it, and a king size bed. I could see the rug was still covering the spot on the floor where the hidden doorway was to Daddy’s secret room, as we called it. I remember the first time he showed it to me, having waited so long to finally see it.  I was scared but it gave me a rush to know this man that I loved could do anything he wanted to me but I trusted him to keep me safe. I knew that I would gain as much pleasure as he would. He had all sorts of toys down there in that basement, some things I had only saw in my kink filled wet dreams. He had built the cabin, and secret room, just for me. Our relationship had really evolved since then. Our natural ‘Daddy & babygirl’ dynamic coming to life here in the cabin in the woods.   

‘You know how disrespectful it is when you’re late and leave me waiting. How hard is it to follow simple directions?’  

‘I’m sorry Daddy. I’ll do better next time’. 

‘You always say that, yet you always seem to manage to disrespect my wishes again. Take off your coat, I want to see what’s underneath. Maybe putting on what I had laid out for you was an easier task than getting here on time’.

Daddy always picked out my outfits for the cabin. This time he had gotten me a beautiful black corset with matching crotchless black panties.  Complete with thigh high black leather boots. I was ordered to wear that and only that, covered in my long black coat. I had my make up done and hair curled, I loved feeling sexy for Daddy.  

I slowly unbuttoned and pulled open my coat revealing my pushed up breasts and slimmed waist from the corset. I dropped my coat, knowing he is observing me from head to toe. He’s so attractive in every way. Tall, handsome, with a slight beard. Beautiful blue eyes and so sexy in his black shirt, jeans and work boots.  He knows how much his babygirl loves this look. He’s always so confident and is much bigger than my 5 foot self. He intimidates me and I love it. 

He casually walks closer to me, getting so close I could feel his breath on my ear, ‘Good girl’. That was enough to make my pussy ache harder than ever and make my breath heavy!  He hadn’t been letting my touch myself before this and I was dying to feel him! I hadn’t cum in ahwile.   

‘You’re soaking wet babygirl’, he says as he slowly slides one of his fingers between my crotcheless panties and pussy lips, slowly carressing my clit. He pulls away his fingers pushing them to my lips until I open my mouth and let them in. I begin to suck my juices from his fingers until he is satisfied. He walks over to the rug and slides it away, revealing the wooden hatch in the floor. He opens it and I can see candlight flickering down below. I hesitantly make my way over to it and look down. 

‘Get in Daddy’s secret room’, he says and with that I follow blindly down the stairs after him knowing I wouldn’t be coming back up. A long the walls of Daddy’s secret room hang ropes, floggers, canes, gags, and other assorted toys.  There is a large bed in one corner of the room and waiting at the end of it is our black box of toys. I notice something new in the middle of the room. Something that looked to be a handmade stock, one of those midevial prison devices the locked your head and hands between the wood as you bent over. Meant for public humiliation and punishment. This one had a another set of poles where it bended you at the waist to keep your ass in the air.  I was nervous but the thoughts of being trapped in that made my pussy ache even more. 

‘I made that for you’, Daddys says as he catches me gauking at it; ‘Come here’. 

‘I don’t think I want to Daddy’. He harshly grabs me by the hair and yanks me to the device. Opening it up and forces my wrist and neck into the slots in the woods. My waiste bending over the second pole forcing my toes off the floor. I’m slightly fighting, but this is all part of the game and he knows it too.  He knows I will surrender to him but the forcing me to do something is what really gets me off. Daddy closes me in and padlocks it shut.  I feel so open and exposed with my ass and pussy forced in the air. He ties my ankles to the second set of poles forcing them open. 

‘How does it feel babygirl? Knowing that I can do whatever I want to you and there’s nothing you can do about it’. ‘I-I-I love it Daddy’. ‘Of course you do you little slut’. 

With that he gives my ass a hard spank causing me to yelp. He was silent until I heard our toy box opening, frightened at the thought of what he was grabbing. A couple more minutes of waiting in anticipation and I feel something cold touch my asshole. It was lube. Daddy was going to put something in my ass! 

‘Daddy I can’t take it in my ass!’ 

‘Oh but you’re going to. Don’t worry babygirl this buttplug is going to loosen you up for Daddy’s cock’. 

I didn’t like the thought of getting fucked in the ass without being able to stop it if it hurt but I loved when he refered to himself as Daddy, and him forcing me turned me on so much. 

‘Relax baby’. I could feel the tip of the buttplug start to enter me slowly. Started to stretch my asshole open. There was resistance and he slowly starting fucking me with it. ‘Ooooohhh’, a moan escaped my lips as the thickest part of the buttplug stretched me before completely entering. It felt good to have it in there, finally set in place. 

‘Now considering you were over 30 minutes late tonight, I think you deserve 30 spankings with my belt. How does that sound hmm? Maybe it’ll teach you to have respect for my time’. 

‘No Daddy please! I won’t be late again’. I can hear him undoing his belt behind me unable to see him, I won’t know when the slaps are coming. 

‘Sorry little girls need to be taught a lesson when they can’t follow the rules’. *SMACK* ‘Ouuuuch Dadddy!’. 

‘Count, or do I need to do that for you, I may loose track’. 

‘One Daddy’. *SMACK* ‘Two!’ 

This continued on variating between slaps and his hands rubbing and soothing my reddening ass. I could feel it getting hotter with each slap of his leather belt.  It hurt like hell but I could feel my pussy almost dripping as his torture continued. Be punished excited me, sometimes I would purposely disobey to get some spankings. He had never punished me like this. I was almost in tears by the 30th swat, I was never going to be late again. I should respect Daddy and his time, and I never wanted 30 more swats again.  I was going to have bruises and a sore ass later.  

After, Daddy stood in front of me and bent down to kiss my forehead telling me what a good girl I was for taking his punishment so well. I was beaming with his words, so happy to please him. 

‘You’re gonna suck Daddy’s cock next babygirl’. 

I loved sucking Daddy’s big hard cock, it was so yummy and pink with some tattoos on it. Being locked in the stock, I knew he was going to fuck my mouth and I would have to take all the length that he gave me without a choice otherwise. He removed his boots, socks, jeans and shirt leaving him in just his boxer briefs. I could see his big bulg right next to my face. He then took off his boxers revealing his hard cock to me. I licked my lips and opened my mouth like a good girl waiting for him to let me suck it. I teased him at first by sucking only the head until he realized what I was trying to do and starting thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth hard. He would slow down and force me to open my throat to let most of his length enter. I would gag before he would pull it out making me gasp for breath and the drool dribble everywhere. Daddy wiped the drool all over my face. He loved to do this to me, knowing I hate it and making me look like the dirty little slut that I am. 

‘Ahhh Daddy no’! 

‘Ohh does the little girl not like drool all over her face? Well that’s too bad’, he says as he shoves his thick cock back in my mouth. 

‘Let’s see if your little asshole has loosened up for me yet. Even if it hasn’t you’re still gonna take my full length in your ass tonight’.

I shrieked at the thought of Daddys’s big cock burried deep in my poor little rosebud. He gently pulls the buttplug out of my ass and I can feel the emptiness it left behind. Not empty for long I feel his finger enter me. Followed by a second, he begins to finger my ass making me moan loud. 

‘You’re loosening up, that’s a good anal whore’. 

‘T-t-thank you Daddy’. He removes his fingers and pushes the plug back in. It goes in easier this time. I’m grateful he isn’t going to fuck my ass just yet. Daddy begins to tease my clit and pussy, driving me crazy. 

‘You’re dripping wet babygirl, you must like it when Daddy tortures you huh?’ 

‘Y-y-yes I do Daddy. I love being your slave’. I can feel the tip of his cock start to tease my hole now, barely going inside. I try to push back on it but it’s no use being locked in the stock. 

‘Please Daddy, I’m begging you. I need to feel you inside me, stretching and filling me’. 

‘This isn’t about you little girl, this is about your Daddy and what he wants’. With that he shoves his full gurth into my tiny pussy, stretching it open quick. 

‘Ahhhh Daddy! You’re so big’. 

‘You may be a little girl, but I know you like Daddy’s cock stretching you’. Daddy starts thrusting in and out of me. With him and the buttplug in, I feel so full and stretched. The feeling is overwhelming and makes me grunt with pleasure. He relentlessly pounds away at my pussy for awhile, varying the depth and speed of which he’s fucking me. I love every minute of it. 

‘Please, please let me cum Daddy?!’. 

‘Not yet babygirl, not until I say you’re alowed’. He keeps fucking me while I try to hold back my orgasm, I know he does this to torture me.  Knowing that I can’t hold of for long but will try because he told me to.   Right before I’m about to beg him to let me cum again he pulls out of me, leaving my pussy empty and used. 

‘No Daddy, please! I was about to cum!”. 

‘I’m sorry babygirl, you’ve been bad and you’re only allowed an orgasm with my cock filling your ass’. I almost start to cry at this, needing relief, before he starts to yank on the butt plug again. He comes out with a pop, making me blush, thinking of my asshole being slightly gaped open for him to see. 

‘Ahh babygirl you’re little asshole loosened up nicely. Are you ready for Daddy?’

‘NO DADDY! Please fuck my pussy again’. I start to feel the head of Daddy’s cock start to enter my ass.  ‘No daddy, NO!’ ‘Relax babygirl, besides no one can hear you scream in Daddy’s secret room’. I try to listen and relax my ass for him. He gradually starts to thrust in and out of me. I can feel my ass opening up to him against my will, allowing for him to go deeper and faster into me. Soon enough his cock is burried balls deep in my ass making me scream with pain and pleasure. 

‘That’s a good girl. Take Daddy in your ass baby’. 

‘Please cum in my ass Daddy, I wanna feel your cum inside me’. At this point I can feel an orgasm coming on from lack thereof one for too long. I can’t help myself, my body betrays me and starts to convulse around his cock. ‘That’s a good girl baby, cum on Daddy’s cock’. I’m grunting and moaning hard as my orgasm fades and Daddy’s cock is pounding my little asshole. Which has completely given way to him and takes his full length easily now. I know my ass is going to be sore tomorrow, in more than one way. All of a sudden he pulls his cock out of my ass. 

‘Mmm babygirl, your ass is gaping open for me a little, I think I should spit in it since you’re such a dirty anal whore’. I hear him spit and feel it slide into my asshole a few moments later.  Being humiliated and defiled like this make my pussy even wetter. He shoves his cock in and out of my ass fast, giving me his full length then taking it away again. I gasp at the feeling, my ass takes him easily. He repeats this a few times before continue to fuck me. 

‘Daddy’s gonna cum deep in your ass little girl’. 

‘Mmm please do Daddy’. He starts to thrust harder till I scream and suddenly he sinks in my ass completely and releases his cum into me. I’m breathing heavily and moaning with him as he empties his balls into me. Daddy slowly pulls his cock out of my ass and gives my bottom a slap. I then tell Daddy thank you for giving me his cum, and feel it drip out a little. He smiles and laughs before I feel him insert the butt plug back in my loosened ass, forcing me to keep Daddy’s cream inside me.

Deep in the woods lies a secret cabin where little girls come to play.

*This is a story Daddy had me write for him awhile back. Picture from Pixabay.*

Love Jar ♥


Last year on my Daddy’s birthday I gave him what I call a ‘Love Jar’. It has all our memories for that year written down on colorful little note papers. Each time we create a happy memory, no matter how small, we write it down and add it to the jar. We even add things like tickets to different things we’ve attended or the little shark teeth we’ve found on the beach. Daddy always finds me shark teeth!

Every so often, mostly on special occasions, Daddy and I read over our good memories we’ve had so far. It makes us laugh and never let’s us forget all the amazing times we’ve shared together.

On New Years this year we read through all our memories from 2016 and it made us both very happy. This year on Valentine’s Day I gave Daddy a new jar with a sparkly little heart on it with notes of our memories we’ve already had in the year 2017.

I think this is a really cute way to remember all the happy memories throughout the years because we know how easy it is to forget the little things. I recommend this for other couples 🙂

Babygirl’s First Spanking

The first time I got my first ‘real’ spanking was just a couple weeks ago… 

I say ‘real’ because Daddy had spanked me a little here and there but nothing more than making my ass a shade brighter. 

On this particular occasion though we had started getting into a more Domestic Discipline relationship, we hadn’t fully committed yet though. He had given me a To Do List and I pretty much blatantly disregarded it. I have the most trouble trying to make it to the gym. Anyways, once I got home I knew I was in trouble. 

Daddy immediately took me into the bedroom and pulled my pants and panties down to my knees and bent me over the bed. He began swatting me with this stick he loves to punish me with. Daddy then started asking me questions like, “Do you care what you want?”. He was asking because he knows I’ve always struggled with my weight, nothing serious, just 40 lbs or so that I’ve gained back since moving across the country. Going to the gym and eating healthy is hard for me to commit to. Just a few months ago I lost 10 lbs and felt so much better, I gained it all back through the holidays though. By no means does Daddy tell me to lose weight for him, he always tells me he loves my sexy body, but he knows that I want to make a change. I love him for trying to help me. 

Back to the story… I’m bent over the bed getting spanked with Daddy’s special stick, my ass already red, when there’s a knock at the door…  He told me to wait in the corner with my pants and panties still down and not to move until he came back. I probably stood in that corner for half an hour while he conversated with his friend who had knocked at the door. It was so boring and incredibly hard to just stand there. I knew at that point he was serious about this punishment and wasn’t gonna let me off easy. Finally, Daddy’s friend left and he came back into the room. I was still standing there with my pants and panties down, now around my ankles, with my ass starting to welt up. 

Daddy bent me back over the bed and continued to give me swats on various parts of my ass at variated strengths. He was still asking me certain questions about why I hadn’t listened to him and myself and just go to the gym. He was making it very clear on why I was being punished. 

I took this spanking like a good girl. I wanted it. I knew I should be punished & I had never had a spanking that really got the point across that I should listen to my Daddy at all times. This spanking did it. Daddy spanked my ass for at least a half hour. My ass was so red and hot & the swats just kept coming. 

I had read stories of other submissives crying while being spanked but I had never come close to that. As Daddy, was spanking me and I whimpered louder and louder, I wondered where that point was for me. Where would I break down completely and the tears start flowing? After that 30 plus minutes of spanking, it happened. I started crying, actual tears and sobs. Daddy noticed, gave me a couple more light swats, then put me in his lap and held me. He wipped away my tears. 

I had taken that spanking just like a good little girl should. Normally, I would have protested, but I stayed bent over and took every swat he gave me. I knew I didn’t want to disobey Daddy again though. 

My ass was bright red when we went to bed that night. The next morning, it had been covered with dark purple bruises. When Daddy saw he seemed pleased with his handy work, which made me happy. My ass was sore that day, but got better gradually. I hoped I had learned my lesson.I was happy walking around with bruises on my ass no one knew was there but me and that my Daddy had given them to me.

I don’t think this is something me and Daddy plan on doing often. As far as the length of time he spanked me and getting to the point where I cry. I’m sure he will continue having fun spanking me though 😉

Sticking to Punishments…

The other day Daddy gave me a To Do List and I completed everything on it except going to the gym. I just didn’t have enough time and frankly, I just plain didn’t want to go. Well when Daddy and I finally got to bed that night he started to punish me for not going to the gym. He had me bent over the bend and was spanking me with the paddle he usually uses and I just wasn’t into it. I didn’t wanna be spanked that night so after a few swats I stood up and said that I didn’t want to continue. He bent me back over and gave me a few more and again I protested. He said fine and stopped and we went to bed. I should have been a good girl and not protested, I felt bad afterwards, knowing I deserved punishment and didn’t take it.

I think part of it was that it was late, we were both tired and ready for bed, and we both had long days. I didn’t feel like getting spanked and he didn’t feel like spanking me, especially since I was protesting.

How do other couples handle punishment time? Do other couples ever have this problem? How do you find the time to keep up with the lifestyle?

Comments welcome & wanted 🙂

Sweet Nothing’s

Yesterday Daddy gave me my daily to do list and it was much different than I ever thought it would be.

  1. Text both your parents something nice. Like ‘I love you’ or ‘have a good day’.
  2. Write three goals you want to accomplish within a year & two goals you’d like to accomplish within 3 to 5 years.
  3. Lastly, text Daddy every hour something nice and sweet until I get off work.

This all kinda surprised me because when I thought about Domestic Discipline, I thought most tasks he would give me would take a lot of effort and time. These simple tasks though didn’t take much time, but they took a lot of thought. I am not always the nicest person so it was definitely a good exercise for me to do. The response I got from both my parents made me really happy and glad I had texted them, and made me realize I should send them more texts like that. Thinking about my goals made me realize that maybe I should think harder about what I want for my future. I felt good texting Daddy something sweet every hour to show him how much I appreciate him because maybe I don’t say those things enough.

Anyhow, this to do list wasn’t typical, and I think that’s what made it great. I think it’s good to switch it up, kinda gives me a break from the to do lists that take me most of the day. It also showed me how thoughtful my Daddy really is. He can be such a nice person & this to do list he gave me proved it.

I would recommend switching it up in your DD relationship. Try to be more thoughtful 🙂

Let’s Talk About It!

Let’s talk about the question you’ve all been wondering… why choose this lifestyle?

Among the many reasons there are just a few that helped us make our decision.

I’ll start from the beginning though… Like I’ve mentioned before we have always involved various parts of kink in our relationship whether it be rope, light spanking, etc. We have discovered many things on the internet throughout our relationship that has made us progress further. Sometimes he would give me commands, mostly in the bedroom, and I would listen (for the most part hehe). Our Daddy/babygirl relationship happened very naturally. It was meant for us, in a way that it hardly felt odd, even from the beginning. I think our 10 year age difference helped solidify that relationship.

Recently though, I had seen some articles/blogs about domestic discipline (not christian DD though), and it happened to be something that interested me. I showed my Daddy and he became interested as well. He did some research and on Valentine’s Day he showed me this article. This article contains writing from a wife who started a domestic discipline relationship with her husband. The main point to this article is to talk about a so called ‘boot camp’ to start and allow the both to get used to such relationships. Me and my Daddy talked about it and we didn’t want to make anything super official with a  label and all, like a ‘contract’. So we decided just a verbal agreement would be best for us. This was just a few days ago and things have been going well. He gives me a few tasks each day and I complete those tasks whether if it’s something I would like to do or not.

I chose to submit to my Daddy because I was having trouble getting motivated to do anything at all besides work. On my days off I would be lazy and do absolutely nothing, and at the end of the day I was not happy with myself at all and would actually feel depressed. Maybe I was. I had goals I wanted to accomplish like losing weight, or maybe I just wanted to do laundry that day, but I just couldn’t make myself do it for some reason. This is a large part of why I wanted to commit to this lifestyle. I have been feeling a lot better now that everyday I have been accomplishing tasks and making my life better, thanks to Daddy. Another reason why I submit to my Daddy, is to make him happy. I know it makes him happy when I am a good girl and do as he says. I have been stubborn throughout our entire one year relationship, and that has definitely cause us many problems. Now we have been arguing less and we have both been much happier. I love to get his call or text in the morning telling me what I need to be doing that day.

Many of you may not understand and may even think this relationship is wrong. To us though, it isn’t at all and it’s something we enjoy. Often his tasks aren’t for him, they are usually for me. Things I’ve been wanting to get done, like cleaning the house or cleaning my car. Most of the tasks Daddy gives me are meant to help me improve my life. Just yesterday he had me write 20 sentences, to practice my calligraphy, saying ‘I Am A Beautiful Princess’. I smiled most of the time while writing these sentences because I know Daddy truly thinks that about me.

People may think this lifestyle all has to do with sex, but it doesn’t at all. I’ve actually discovered that it has a lot less to do with sex than I thought. Yes, I do as he tells me in the bedroom but it’s not his main focus when he’s giving me rules or tasks.

Another thought that may trouble some is respect. My Daddy completely respects me in all ways. He ALWAYS opens the car door for me or if i’m thirsty in the middle of the night he’ll get up and get me something to drink. He is a gentleman to me and always treats me with respect. This has made it a lot easier for me to do as he says, because I know he isn’t downgrading me in any way. This commitment has also made me a lot more respectful towards him. I lacked in that department somewhat before. Now I don’t argue with him or reply to him with sass (as much) and I think that has helped our relationship.

I love that my Daddy is so committed to me that he is willing to spend time out of his day to make sure I did what I needed to do to be a successful person in life. I’ll have to get him to do some type of interview to get his points of view on why he enjoys this lifestyle as well.

I have always thought that the man should be in charge in the relationship, sort of like 1950’s household, but I am a very stubborn young lady and never thought that was something I could do. I found the right man for the job. Daddy puts me in my place, in a good way. I could never imagine having this relationship with anybody else, nor would I want to. By NO means am I saying we are some kind of experts at this, I mean we committed to this just a week ago, but I am liking it so far and plan on sticking to it as long as he willing to as well.

I think it has made both of us happier & I would recommend anyone thinking about it to try it 🙂

The Beginning…

Day 1 of my commitment of submission to my Daddy… He gave me three simple tasks I had to complete while he was at work & I had the day off.

  1. Do three sets of exercises. Which included burpees, mountain climbers, planks, & squats. As well as eat healthy.
  2. Practice calligraphy using the tools Daddy got me for Valentine’s Day. Practice different fonts with different tools.
  3. Lastly, write 10 sentences in a font of my choice that says ‘Daddy Knows Best’

I made sure to complete these tasks when normally I probably would of half assed accomplished them or ignored them all together. I made sure to remind myself that I was making a commitment to the man I love and that I know he will be happy if I do as I’m told. That, and I didn’t wanna be punished. That was the first time I had actually completed my tasks as told & I was very happy with myself. Instead of lying in bed all day on my day off I actually accomplished something. Daddy was very happy as well 🙂