Lately, I’ve been feeling a little down about my level of submission to Daddy and how long it is taking me to learn how to be his good little girl. At least once per week I earn a discipline spanking, and it is typically for being argumentative or for using a disrespectful tone. Daddy told me last week that he was really going to crack down on this behavior as it is the one that I struggle with the most. And boy has he! But, I am pleased to tell you…it’s working!
Last night, Daddy and I were talking about the upcoming weekend. We will be traveling about 8 hours away to help move one of his aging relatives and we were discussing the best ways to organize ourselves for this trip. At one point, Daddy and I started to disagree on something trivial, I recognized it immediately, and I quickly backed down before I said anything that was out of line. At that moment, the phone rang and it was Daddy’s mother calling about some of the details. While Daddy was on the phone, I got out of my chair and kneeled at his feet, patiently waiting for the call to end. When he hung up the phone, Daddy cupped my chin and raised my gaze to his. He simply asked, “yes”? I lowered my gaze and told him that I trusted his judgement and that I thought his idea would work well. After that, Daddy told me that he was very proud of me and praised me for remembering to trust his judgement and speak respectfully. Yes…finally, a success!
The thing is, I do think that Daddy was right. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust his opinion but in that moment, I was starting to fall into that trap of needing to be right and needing to do things my way. Thankfully, I caught myself almost as soon as I began thinking that way and was not only able to stop, but I also demonstrated my submissiveness to Daddy by kneeling before him during his phone call. Pleasing him makes me feel so satisfied and peaceful.
My reward may seem a bit odd, but it wasn’t to me. Sometimes when we watch TV in the evenings (we are watching House of Cards on Netflix currently) he will perform some act to show his dominance over me. Last night before we started our show, he sent me to the bedroom to get the large anal plug, the spreader bar, the leather cuffs, and the bit. He prepared me just to his liking…naked at his feet, back against the couch, large plug inserted in my bottom. Legs spread wide with the use of the spreader bar, attached by leather cuff to each ankle. Hands cuffed in front of me. Bit placed firmly in my mouth. To be honest, I felt like a life-sized doll arranged to his liking… a BDSM doll if there were one. I felt very sexy, on display that way. After about half an hour, however; I looked pleadingly at Daddy as the large plug was becoming a bit uncomfortable while sitting on the hard floor. He just patted my head and left me there until the end of the episode. Daddy was pleased with my submission and he removed the spreader bar and the bit. However, the plug was to stay in until I went to bed but as he allowed me back on the couch, it wasn’t as uncomfortable as it had been on the hardwood floor. And, I was to sleep in my leather cuffs that night (not hooked together, but a cuff on each wrist). This wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be and I actually felt quite pleased when I woke up to see Daddy’s cuffs still on my wrists.
I am proud of this little success! And, I am looking forward to traveling with Daddy this weekend, even though it is going to be a lot of driving, a lot of moving furniture, and very little time to celebrate our wedding anniversary. What is important is that we will be together, Daddy & Me.
Happy writing 🙂