I cant believe I'm actually writing this, but for some odd reason I feel the need to defend myself. I know that have written about this before, but there are apparently some new readers here who are a bit confused.
First of all, my Daddy is not my father. I am not sexually attracted to my father, and I absolutely do not think of him when we are having sex. Likewise, Daddy is not attracted to children, nor does he pretend I am one. That is not what Daddy/little is all about.
Listen, I can understand why at first, this might seem a little odd. Hell, before I realized this dynamic was exactly what I needed, I was completely turned off by the thought of a woman calling her husband/boyfriend/lover Daddy. However, even while I "knew" it wasn't for me, I understood that for some people, it fit just right. I guess maybe because I've always craved spanking and discipline, and I knew/know that it isn't exactly socially acceptable, I sympathize with all kinksters. I understand what it's like to honestly, deeply need something and not understand that need, and sometimes even wish I didn't have the need at all. I ask that you consider the same things when you read one, or maybe several of my posts, and then come to the conclusion that my relationship is creepy.
Daddy is my husband. He loves me more than anything else in the whole world, and would do anything to protect me. He reads me stories before we go to bed. He tells me every day that he loves me, and never leaves our home without kissing me goodbye. He washes my hair when we shower together. He takes care of me when I'm sick and makes me laugh when I'm sad. He plays with me, and when I've done something wrong, he disciplines me. He nurtures my inner child (you've got one too, dig deep!) and makes me feel safe. He colors princess pages from my coloring book with me and doesn't think it's weird that I still sleep with a stuffed animal. He is my best friend, my Dominant, my confidant, my lover. He accepts me for exactly who I am, and strives to help me be the best me that I can be. He is my anchor.
If you think that's creepy then you probably shouldn't be reading here.
