How did He know…

One thing I’m not is a great communicator. I can write, text, but talk… Not really. I’m just not a big talker. 

Even though I’m like this, He makes me talk. It’s been a long road together, He says “what’s wrong?”, ” What’s on your mind?” Sometimes, honestly I’m not ready to talk, or I’m trying to figure out on my own thoughts ,if this is a big deal or not, what made me change? However, if He’s nearby He notices right away and wants me back to my happy self. I’m usually thinking, ‘ please give me a minute’. With Him, there are no minutes, it’s now. Wow, that’s hard. I have to quickly figure out what changed, why it changed. Some things in my head make no sense to me, so why share them. But I had no idea He was at work! Within me! He knows the abuse I suffered with my ex, thru my childhood. I didn’t even know He was paying attention. He’s been helping me this whole time. Wow. I respect Him so much for that, which adds to the love I feel for Him.

I can’t see the bigger picture here. I never do. Where I think I’m doing fine, He is trying to do His job as my Master. To be perfectly honest, no one before Him ever gave a shit that I was so quiet. In fact, I was judging my exes and past Dom’s for that, now that I think about it. It’s really the reason I knew it was never going to work with any of them. They only wanted sex, not the real me. How can you base any relationship on just sex, not even great sex. Well it wasn’t for me. Daddy will tell me it’s ok if I cared for them, or loved them ,it’s in the past. But to me those feelings weren’t there. I didn’t respect them, they didn’t respect me. I didn’t love them, none treated me with love. They cheated on me, I was crushed one more time and thinking there was something wrong with me. So, how could I ever love any of them. Love is something that I’ve been searching for , and didn’t seem to find. I didn’t tell these men that I loved them, it would have been a lie. I slightly cared about a few, but I knew in my heart it was nothing that was going to last forever. How did I know? I didn’t think about them all day, I didn’t miss them, barely texted, never called them. I didn’t even take any pics with them.  All of these things were different with Daddy! I know myself, I’m real with myself. I hope Daddy understands this better. 

I love sex, but if you can really reach me on a personal level, most haven’t, then what’s the point of having them in my life. I never understood how any of them thought I was enjoying the relationship. They knew nothing about me, nor cared to learn. What’s my favorite color, car, movie,etc… Daddy knows these answers! 

Right off the bat, my Daddy was different. He’s fun, adventurous, and expected me to talk. Now I was alert, omg, I have to talk finally. This has been so different, scary even. What if He doesn’t like what I have to say, or how I think. This kind of connection with Him made things very different between us from the start, and the sex has been mind blowing for me. I even have my orgasms back! I am multi orgasmic, always have been. But once I was married it disappeared in the first few months. Neither separation, nor divorce, or dating brought it back. But this one morning with Daddy OMG! It just happened! He stopped what He was doing, looked at me and said, ” Are you ok? What was that?” I politely smiled at Him, let Him know I was fine and that I’m multi orgasmic and hadn’t done that in a very loooooong time. It was true! I didn’t think I could do that anymore. I remember after Daddy left that morning, thinking to myself, ” I’m back, I’m me again!” I was hooked. I had no idea how this man brought that out in me again, but something was different and I was on a quest to figure it out. 

2 years later, I still can’t tell you why or how my body responds to Him, it just does! And damn it feels good! He loves it! I’m truly with the right person. I get to be with Him forever, I think my body enjoys that as well. Life is Good! And this is exactly how I judge men from my past. 

Here’s to us

As we began this journey ahead of us, I can’t help but notice everything is about to change again. I’m very excited, I’m ready.  I know you will push me to change, to grow, to learn all ways to please you. And you know I’m fine as long as you feed me bbq.

Everyday will be us ,Together in this thing called life. Learning more about each other , more than we have the last few years. 

I fear I will never be all that you want or need. I’m just not enough, but you’re still standing here. You try to tell me I am, but I don’t listen very well at times. Then the other night when you told me why you love me, why you picked me, how much I matter to you. It was beautiful, I was just blown away. No one has ever loved me so much. Thank you❤️

Recently, we toasted, to us. I felt something I hadn’t before.  Like my life is right where it should. I felt happy, peaceful. Sex was beyond perfect, omg!! Laughing together like I do with friends, I realize you really are my best friend, my lover, my Daddy, my Master, my King, Everything I need all rolled into one!

I wonder what the future holds. How many years we get? I’m thankful for each day with you. I’m happy to be taking this step with you. I honestly never saw you coming. I start to think to myself of all we’ve gone thru these 2 years. Honestly, if we hadn’t taken our time to grow together most of this crap could have torn us apart. I’m truly glad that we went slow, and now look at us! Going thru some very stressful stuff and as we needed a moment to take it all in, and process. Once the dust settled, look at us! Standing here, side by side, stronger than ever!  

All that we will go thru as we spend our lives together. I’m excited to see our family grow together.  As we raise the kids, have time together,making memories . Life can only be summed up in one word:

Happiness

Do I want these things?

As Daddy and I were recently talking ,He wondered if I wanted these things:

I’ll admit when I got married the first time I  didn’t get most of these things. No ring, no beautiful wedding, no honeymoon. But I also didn’t get married for love. Things with Daddy are much different, I took my time to make sure He is the person I really wanted in my life. I didn’t rush into anything. I do want a future with Him. Question is, do I really need all those things, or just exist peacefully under the same roof with the man I love and that would be enough?

I gotta say, I never saw myself getting married again. But the idea of marrying someone who loves me, wants me in their life for more than just sex is wonderful! We have tons in common. I want to serve Him. I love our family. We just fit together perfectly. It works so well without the ring,wedding, marriage now…

Ahh , but the romantic in my soul sees all the things I’ve never had and wants them! As long as He does! It would be nice to have something wonderful with Him, as long as He feels the same way!

So there’s your answer Daddy❤️

Never easy, but always worth it!

As I talk to a friend of mine today, she’s excited about her new Dom. I’m excited for her. She’s got her new rules! Knows what he wants and expects from her, she’s happy as a clam! That’s great!

She did ask me if that happiness ever wears off? That’s a tricky one to answer. If it’s the right Dom for you, then no. If he’s not, then it will be short lived. I gave her honesty, it’s best to swallow that pill now.

Shes asking me a ton of questions. She’s so happy! She wants to know why she feels like a school girl. Dominants give us a gift. The gift of freedom! The gift of being our true self. The gift of service to them. He could have picked any female for this job, but it’s mine! It comes with no paycheck, no vacation time, but the perks are plenty!

Freedom just from Him taking over your life! How’s that possible? It’s hard to explain to the vanilla world, but those of us who get it, it’s the most wonderful feeling any submissive, man or woman, can have. My choices are what He allows. I go places, only He allows. I meet up with friends, only He allows. I eat, only what He allows. I drink, only when He allows. I dress how He allows. I cum, only when He allows. I speak, only when He allows. I serve, All the time! I am actually serving in each example listed, by obeying Him. It’s an easy concept, but delivery can be hard as fuck somedays. 

I shall be her support on days when she’s tired of giving, and doing. Forgets why this was such a wonderful life. Trust me, you have those days. But we always get back on track, a great Master knows your human. That you might need a moment to just be you. They watch, observe, and then help you get back to being submissive you, it’s never forced. If it was forced you’d never find joy in it.

Vanilla people serve too. A wife who makes dinner, cleans the home, does laundry, chauffeurs the kids, is her man’s support. Umm hello that’s serving! 

My life is happy! I can understand my friends happiness, because my life rocks too! I have the love of a wonderful man, who’s also my Master. He’s my Daddy, my King, the only man who owns my heart and soul. But He’s also my friend, the one I go to when I’m falling apart, He listens then points out how to find what I’m looking for, makes me laugh! He sings to me! I love our conversations, ok when they aren’t about me being blonde. Yeah, I said it! I won’t remember it in 30 seconds! He encourages me, helps me, believes in me, wants me. I have the most amazing life! Of course we all have our good days and bad days. Make sure the good out number the bad. 

What about Him? Does He feel your love in word and deed? Hopefully so. Does He always want to be in charge? He was born dominant, as I’m born submissive. But He will have good days and bad, He’s human as well. Don’t be so selfish as to think you are the only one who has needs here, they are just different from His own. Men need to feel loved, cherished, women need to feel wanted. Always give your best to your dominant, the rate of return is great. This is where vanilla people get lost. When you communicate, on the same page, roles identified, rules established you can’t help but feel safe, happy. It’s all spelled out before you. You know what’s expected, what will happen, how it will happen. There are no grey areas. But if something is not clear, just ask , your dominant wants you to understand. You won’t be set up to fail, ever. This concept is most definitely lost on vanilla people. 

So, what did we learn today? Lifestyle is pretty easy, we make it harder than it is, we will have some challenges, but it’s always worth it! Live with no (regerts)!!! Yeah I did that on purpose, not cuz I’m blonde, but I am blonde, but cuz  it’s funny. I think I’m funny, Daddy doesn’t! But I am!  Oh forget it!

Oh my god, there’s a man in the house😨

No worries! It’s just Daddy! 

So, Daddy had plans but they fell through, so He made ‘other’ plans, with me!  He came over Friday and we spent the whole weekend together. Much to my dismay Monday came to damn fast.

I looked at this time together as sort of a precursor to living together. I’m not sure He wanted me to, but I felt it would be fine to do so. I haven’t lived with a guy I’ve dated in 8 years. I’ve been single off and on, but meeting Him , well I knew what I wanted. Him! I have my kids living with me, I’ve had roommates, but never lived with anyone involved with, not for a long time. 

My plan was… To just be myself. This time wasn’t about sex, or getting my needs met. But I wanted to see for myself how well Daddy and I meshed together. 

From the start it was amazing. I enjoyed every bit of it. Of course I was nervous, just because I was happy, didn’t tell me if He was. 

By the next morning,waking up to Him, well that’s familiar to me when He stays over. But the rest of the day was what I was paying attention to. He showed me how important I was, by how He treated me. I was totally enamored with Him all day! Once we got home Daddy wanted rest, I made sure He got it. He works damn hard , He takes care of everyone ( me, the kids, family, friends,club. My job as I see it, is to take care of my beloved Master the best I can, to the best of my ability. It is exactly what I want to do!

I tried my best to anticipate what He might need, before He asked, that’s what a good slave does. I was like that as a wife, but definitely to the wrong man. I even wondered if it was in me to be like I was? Omg!!! Much to my surprise I was still me! Once the weekend was over for us I texted my girls. I let them know about my incredible weekend with Daddy. I even got to gush over that feeling!! The feeling of taking care of a man, your man! There’s nothing like that feeling in the world. 

How wonderful it was to be me again, but with the most deserving man on the planet. I was on cloud 9 the whole weekend. I noticed all my fears of living with Him diminished. I really needed that too. I needed to know I was really ready to live with Him. I needed Him to see I will put Him first in thought and deed. 

I am definitely looking forward to life with Daddy. It was an incredible weekend! From eating together, Him treating me like I was the only woman on earth, playing together!, And Him helping me with major decisions. I felt more alive in this one weekend then I have in years. I owe it all to Him. I know His weekend didn’t go as He had planned, but I needed this weekend more than I needed the air I breathe. 

I love my Daddy ❤️

Today is national ‘ I love you day’

❤️❤️❤️❤️I lOVE YOU DADDY❤️❤️❤️❤️

A hard working man

Ok ladies, this one is aimed at you. Not to put you down, but I’ve been on both sides of this fence so I can have my say. 

When was the last time you really appreciated your man? He works damn hard, if you’re lucky enough to stay home with the kids, he’s working hard for that and don’t you dare take it lightly, or bitch at him when he comes through the door looking like the world is on his shoulders. Bring him a drink, rub his shoulders. Yeah, the ones who did that back breaking work all day. His boss yelling in his ear. Co-workers acting like they have problems, traffic. 

Do you have any idea that your man pushed his body so hard that day, doing things most men do so they can pay a bill, keep their home, pay for stuff for you and the kids. Where did you think that money came from? 

I know what it’s like to be home with the kids. Believe me I do! My home was spotless, meal ready when he walked through the door. I made sure kids disappeared for an hour. He worked in the heat. I paid attention, but it was most definitely the WRONG guy.

The man I have in my life now, well he’s wonderful! He’s appreciative of any I do. But I support this man as much as he will let me. Why? Because a good man deserves that and so much more. He deserves a drink when he gets home. Let him sit down and relax. Make him food or go get it, body massage, blow job. The list could go on and on, but show him that you get it. That you appreciate all effort he puts forth in your life. Truth be told he’s the bread winner. Plus if you had to change places with him for even a day you’d probably run screaming into a corner curled up in a fetal position, cuz men make it look easy. They battle heat, extreme heat, rain, wind, snow, sleet, hail. And if you’re the kind of woman who is a piece of shit, he battles you as well. 

Before you throw those kids at him, act like his job doesn’t compare to yours. Have compassion on him, treat him with a little respect, maybe he will be romantic, or send you out of the house while he takes the kids and let’s you have a moment. Can’t hurt to try. Change is good. 

I can appreciate my man cuz I work out in the elements, I work hard, do a guys job, my body aches. But not close to his. I love my man! 

Thank you Daddy for all you for our family!