Earlier this year however, as I started this journey, a friend used it in a sexual way. With me. [...]]]> The first time I saw Daddy used in a sexual way, it was something by Patrick Califia. I thought it was creepy and gross, although I had actually never used the word for my father or step-father.

Earlier this year however, as I started this journey, a friend used it in a sexual way. With me. One phrase changed everything; Daddy like.

When he said that to me, even though it was online, in typed words, I felt a rush of energy (and then wetness) rush through my pussy. I was hooked. I wanted a Daddy, and being the brat that I am, I wanted one right now!! (footstamp!)

I am an extremely selfish, egotistical, self-centered person, and I mean that in the best way possible. But sometimes, this brat needs to be put in her place, with a hand, crop, flogger, or cock.

I am no pain slut, not at all. To me a Daddy only uses punishment when needed, but ALWAYS maintains control.

I sought Daddies in several places, but a Daddy is not the same as a lover, a bitch, a Sir, or even a top. It’s a very specific role and due to my immaturity in the scene, I often got angry at perfectly lovely men when they did not fit that role. But how can you expect someone to give you something that you yourself can’t yet name?

The first time my husband spanked me while I had a skirt on, I was hooked. I used to think costumes were silly, but they can help me slip into different places of my sexuality quickly. I will never again underestimate the power of the schoolgirl uniform. I guess classics are classics for a reason.

A few weeks ago, I was sucking my husband’s cock, and he said to me “Come slide on Daddy’s cock.”

I have never jumped on a cock with such enthusiasm in my life, and nothing could have stopped me from doing what he asked. I had my Daddy!!!

However, I have met someone online who also occasionally himself Daddy. He is sexy as hell and clearly likes brats. Talking to him gives me an electric shock straight through to my clit.

Hmmm. I wonder why I keep thinking of that cheesy 80’s show – “My Two Dad’s”?

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