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DD/lg Commandments

1) Princess & Daddy must let each other know where they are going, who they are with, and when they got there, and when they leave. As well as reasons for lack of communication.

2) Princess & Daddy will be completely honest with each other regardless of mood or feeling.

3) Princess & Daddy will never be disrespectful to each other outside of teases, jokes and Pillow Play.

4) Princess & Daddy will not abuse substances and stay healthy to live longer lives together.

5) Princess & Daddy will remain loyal to each other. No infidelity without consent.

6) Princess & Daddy will always say Goodnight and Good morning respectfully.

7) Princess & Daddy will never be afraid to voice their problems or concerns to each other, even if it breaks a rule.

8) Princess & Daddy will maintain a hygienic life to include personal grooming and care.

9) Princess will follow all fair and lawful orders given by Daddy in and out of Pillow Play and Punishments. In turn, Daddy will provide Aftercare and Treat Princess afterwards.

10) Princess & Daddy will, during trying times, remind each other that they love each other; Regardless of Mood.

Things littles do💕

Pouts Whimpers Whines Curling up Grabby hands Mumbles Giggles Soft wails “I want Mommy/Daddy!” Shivers Sucking/nursing Pointing to something because they are to embarrassed to say what they want Rolling around ( literally) “I miss you Mommy/Daddy..” Embarrsed faces Does anything for Mommy/Daddies attention Nuzzling into their caregivers neck/chest And telling their caregiver how much they love and need them. Play fighting Biting Gives lots and lots of kisses

(Original xsecretlittlex)

Yes Daddy.

I’m broken.

When I was a younger man, I remember my unyielding ideological commitment to treating people respectfully as equals. I remember the disdain I felt for cultural narratives and trends objectifying women. I remember the way that I ate up the narrative that I could be the good guy… the hero in a toxic culture fighting for a better world. I could be a contributing architect building a more egalitarian society.

But this entire time, I was just denying the dark truth of my existence: I’m NOT the good guy. I’m NOT the warm boy next door that my family and friends perceive me to be. I’m NOT the hero at all…

I’m the closeted misogynist. I’m the secret villain of this piece publicly masquerading as your saviour. I’m the corrupting influence that perverts young feminists into cock-drunk sluts bending over and spreading their legs in worship at the alter of the religious institution of The Patriarchy. I’m the monster smiling as your arousal drips down your thighs and pools at your feet, your biology betraying your beliefs as I baptize you in the unholy water of your own perversion.

I wasn’t always this twisted, but the more I tried to fight it, the more my subconscious lashed back and made me crave it with a desperate abandon beyond reason or explanation. I tried to purify myself of my wicked longings, and it only made me more desperate to enact vicious psychological warfare against you, breaking you down for my pleasure and entertainment into the ideal pet. Showing you how drippy and wet it makes you to be reduced by Daddy. In compartmentalizing my darkness, I didn’t purify my best intentions — I inadvertently amplified the potency of my worst desires.

My conscious mind wanted to liberate your gender, but my unconscious mind increasingly demanded your submission and enslavement. I fight a war within myself, the angel and the devil on my shoulders bicker over the path that I should take, and for a long time it was the angel who was winning.

But no longer. Now, I understand the truth.

I’m broken. I’m irredeemable. I’m the monster I always sought to combat.

And I think we both know you’d be lying if you said it isn’t one of the things that most draws you to me.

😈 The Sadistic Empath 😘

I'm a feminist, and this blog is NOT okay. Why do you hate women so much? Women are not objects meant to be used, we have minds of our own! This blog is humiliating and degrading towards women- in other words, it's so WRONG. But why does it make me so FUCKING WET?

Biology over indoctrination.

You are wet because every woman before you for thousands and thousands of generations have individually and collectivley understood their inferiority and found men to protect and fuck them. Some broken academics looking for a paycheck can not undo the biological programming your genome has been endowded with through the wisdom of every single ancestor of yours.

This blog is empowering to women. Unlike the talking heads of academia I do not force you to rise and fight. I want you to be the person you were breed to be. I want you to be yourself and take decisions based on your happiness and not the paychecks of famous feminists loooking for power. Live your life for yourself.

The collar around your neck says everything there is to know about you.

You are not a person; you are a pet.

You are not an independent mind; you are a sex toy.

You are not a classy lady; you a a filthy pleasure slave.

The sooner you learn these fundamental facts, the sooner you can become Daddy's perfect little slut.

Ever since puberty, the world has melted in your fingertips to suit your needs. One day you were just a lost little girl, and the next you were a goddess. Men fell to their feet and worshiped you, in hopes of gaining your favor. You'd toss them mere breadcrumbs, and they'd lap them up on their hands and knees like they'd been handed filet mignon and cold champagne in the middle of an arid desert.

But you are no goddess, nor are you the perfect angel your suitors would have you believe. You seek no courteous gentlemen or impassioned Disney romance. You play the game you are supposed to play, day in, day out; you show the world the face of a good girl who believes in classic fairy tales and happily ever after, all the time knowing in your heart that you crave something altogether different. Something more barbaric and rough. Something dark and forbidden.

And so you wait, patiently, playing to the false reality that the world expects of you; you wait for your hidden fantasies capture you, to shatter these illusions, and to bestow you with the fantastic reality that your heart truly desires.

You are no goddess; you are still that lost little girl seeking guidance. Take my hand and I will lead you to the reality you've achingly sought for so long.

Imagine these beauties wrapping around a hard, pulsing shaft. Imagine sucking Daddy's hot cum out like it's a cocktail straw.

Good girls are always ready to show their decorated cock-sucking lips to Daddy.

~OtWC

Sometimes I just wake up and I’m automatically a baby girl and I have daydreams of a daddy deep inside me taking care of it and whispering to be quiet because it’s morning. And then I realize I’m all wet and my juices are running down my legs and I didn’t even touch myself. 🙈

And then he slides out and baby has to clean him up, but it’s okay, because she needs a bottle with milk every morning so she gets enough protein.

Then baby follows daddy to the shower because it’s fun to kneel down and wash him up.

“Daddy, I’m still wet, though...”

“I know, but you have to wait until tonight, little girl. Only daddies cum this early.”

~OtWC

Daddy’s a fucking idiot.

Princess only acts out when she needs daddy’s attention .. 😈😈

I was a bad girl... trying to making it up to ~D~

I get so lonely when D goes to work.... it’s been days now and I just can’t take it anymore. I need to play!! ~LO~

~D~

Remember that bruise I gave myself on the inside of my arm?! Had to bite myself so hard not to scream from the amazing dick you were giving me! 😈🖤

Fuck her so good she ends up biting herself.

~D~

2/3 more sleeps and this will be us!!!

Proper way to fuck my mouth..... pretty please 🖤😈 ~LO~

a pretty princess with a pretty princess plug

I'm so wet right now...

And Daddy is so far away...