All Hail!

I’m wanting to pay homage to my Daddy today.  I love and admire her so much.  She’s like the most beautiful and complex being ever; the closer I look, the more beautiful and complex she becomes. 

Clearly I was mistaken a few weeks ago when I came under the impression that Daddy wanted our marriage to be vanilla.  As it turns out, she was actually rejecting the status quo of D/s relationships as we were seeing them represented in many of the local-scene relationships we were exposing ourselves to, really in the local scene in general, as well as representations of Master/slave and Domme/sub imagery on the internet and in popular culture.  In other words, Daddy didn’t want to have to tie me up and whip me in order to be Dominant.  It took us a little time to rise above our own impressions of what constitutes a D/s relationship.  Daddy isn’t cruel, and she doesn’t want to use pain and harsh treatment as training tools to keep her puppy submissive.  It seems like a lot of the role models and guidance we were seeing tends to be weighted towards negative reinforcement and/or masochism (whippings, tight bondage, cuttings, etc.)  And I’m no masochist (although I’ve always been willing to submit to whatever I’m told to submit to, it’s my nature.)  Apparently Daddy is no sadist.  We love each other very much.  And we’re discovering that what we like best is training methods that are more weighted towards positive reinforcement, training methods and activities that increase our joy and happiness and bring us pleasure.  As it turns out, excessive pain on a regular basis doesn’t bring me pleasure and inflicting excessive pain on a regular basis doesn’t bring Daddy pleasure either.  (Though sometimes pain play and flogging CAN be lots and lots of fun and very cathartic… just sayin’.)

I love being Daddy’s puppy.  I love being her submissive.  What I like is humiliation.  I love being caged like a dog.  I like to eat from a bowl on the floor.  I love it when Daddy has me open my mouth so she can spit in it.  I like crawling for Daddy.  I like serving Daddy, rubbing her feet, licking her body, letting her take control of me in all things.  I love it when Daddy treats me like the puppy that I am in public spaces, like parking me on a bench at the mall and saying, “Sit!  Stay!” or deciding what I’ll eat when we go out to restaurants.

It seems that playful humiliation is a form of puppy training that Daddy gets into very well.  Everyday she seems more and more confident, calling me to her like the puppy that I am, directing me to sit there or come here, warning me that I’ll be punished if I’m willful and bratty.  I get butterflies in my tummy and clit when Daddy takes charge and uses me as she pleases.  I spent much of last weekend laying naked on a blanket on the kitchen floor while Daddy worked on a project.  And I couldn’t have felt happier just laying there watching her work, on display and available to her whenever she felt like paying attention to me.  Between sleeping in a cage and laying around on the kitchen floor, I was so turned on all weekend that Daddy was able to instantly push me to orgasm with the slightest touch and keep me cumming as long as she wanted me to.  I’ve never been so turned on in all my life!

And that’s Daddy’s greatest pleasure in playful humiliation as a training tool.  She loves the result.  She loves seeing me turned on and eager to please her.  Daddy sees how much I enjoy being treated like her puppy.  And in her infinite wisdom, Daddy has guided us into the most perfect D/s dynamic for us, gaining her pleasure by indulging my pleasure, and saving the tight bondage and pain for when I do something bad and really need correction so I’ll remember how to behave in the future.  (Or for when we’re just in the mood for some screaming and crying and bruises… yeah, we’re kinky that way.)

These are just a few of the reasons why I love my Daddy so much.  If I sat down with a blank piece of paper and tried to map out my most perfect Domme, I could not have planned or created as perfect a match as Daddy is to my inner puppy.  Without any effort, Daddy figured out that what I need is to be trained to WANT to be obedient by increasing my joy beyond my wildest dreams, even as she holds the keys to my future joyful experiences.  My Daddy is brilliant and beautiful, and I’m eternally grateful for the opportunity to beg her for what I want.  She’s my Daddy and I’m her owned puppy.  I intend to pray everyday that I get to obey her for the rest of my puppy years.

XO,
Princess

2 Responses to “All Hail!”

  1. Congratulations! It sounds like both of you have found something that excites and works for the entire relationship and that is what these kinds (and any kind, really) of relationships are all about.

  2. Thank you, Akalashi. I’m certain that I’m where I’m meant to be, doing what I’m meant to be doing. I truly am blessed.

    XO,
    Princess

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