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DaddyDom: What it means for his baby girl
I think there are a lot of people who have misconceptions about the DaddyDom/baby girl concept of a relationship. I’ve noticed that even within the lifestyle community, many people look down on this aspect because they carry over the misconceptions from the vanilla world. Also, as with all human nature there is a tendency to attack what is not understood and I find that this goes on in any sub-culture social network just as it does with mainstream society.
Let’s start off by taking a look at what a DaddyDom/baby girl relationship is NOT about.
It is not about incest
It is not about degradation
It is not about pedophilia
It is not about total psychological manipulation
It is not about slavery
It is not about sexual Freudian ideals
Now that above is out of the way, I am going to explain what being a in a DaddyDom/baby girl relationship is all about for me. I realize that everyone’s experience is different and I am not advocating what goes on in my relationship as being a standard in any way. I am just going over what personally works about this aspect of the lifestyle for me. You may agree and you may disagree, both of which you have the right to do. And as consenting adults in a lifestyle relationship what we do with ours is our right as well.
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submissive journal: Interesting Dream
I had an interesting dream last night that Daddy wanted me to share. The dream started with a clearing of land surround by a pine forest. In the clearing there were a series of yurts connected together to form an extended honey comb type structure. These yurts were the rooms that made up our home. One was the kitchen; one was the dining room, living room and so on. The center yurt was the main bedroom that had a large bed in it, big enough to hold five adults.
Living there we had Daddy, me and three other women. We lived communally as sisters all under Daddy’s control. One woman was named Anna and she had blond hair, another woman had red hair and I do not remember her name, while the last woman had a rainbow type thing going on with her hair and it was like that because Daddy was making her grow it out and wouldn’t let her dye it anymore. We grew our own food, lived by a fresh water creek and had a small barn with a cow, pigs and chickens. We all worked together to live off the land and to live in harmony with the nature that surrounded us.
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08-18-2008 :: Musical Monday (One day late)
Not only is this a great song with a nice D/s M/s undertone the artist is just HOT!
“Johnny Feelgood” by “Liz Phair“, a sample of the lyrics:
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Knowing what you don’t want
Personally, I really believe that in order for anyone to find out what it is they want then they need to be able to know what it is that they do not want. Many of us in the lifestyle, as well as in the nilla world are on a constant search for that elusive person that will make us happy. We want things to fall into place upon meeting someone. Maybe, we start out online or over the phone with many hours invested in focusing on all the good qualities but I think that is part of the problem. We should focus on all qualities, not just the good ones.
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submissive journal: reaction to squirting
Daddy has control of me. His control reaches beyond my conscious mind and I will admit that is a little scary. However, I did not fully understand that level of control until he made me squirt and experience a full body orgasm.
What happened inside, what I felt is beyond words for me. I felt, yes. I felt more than I ever have in my life with my body exploding in different directions all at the same time. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t think. I had no control over the movement of my body at all. I was in his complete control.
And all I can think of now…is to hope that I am enough of a good girl to do it again.
~surrender4love
Squirt (Not the soft drink)…
I had become obsessed with the idea of making surrender4love squirt. I find it to be hot as it is a total release with nothing hidden or held back. In order to make her squirt we have been doing a lot of work in the realm of energy and self acceptance. I have worked on the self esteem issues that have plagued her as a result of society. Society has been determining that women should all look like Barbie and any who don’t should be rejected. This type of rejection causes a fear in females that even if they do look like Barbie they are still never good enough.
A squirting woman has full body rolling orgasms that rock her body, she is unable to control her reflexes, her body or even her mind. The beauty of a female after she has had a squirting orgasm is nothing short of amazing. The female mind during a squirting orgasm shuts down to where they take on an almost childish state of mind, unable to complete any but the most simple of sentences. This has been my goal with surrender4love for a couple months now and last weekend we finally achieved it.
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submissive journal: On wanting a sister
This journal entry comes from Daddy wanting me to explain why I want a sister, meaning having a poly D/s relationship addition for the long term.
Three things that I have always been that will not be changing: Pagan, Poly and Submissive. Those are three cornerstones that make up my personality and my existence.
I was raised as a Pagan and I have never been anything else. Being Pagan, gives me the understanding that as women we are not as our modern society wants to create us to be. We are all beautiful and a part of the world just as we are a part of each other. Women can enhance one another, support one another in ways that men cannot. I see all women as being apart of one another; what I do not see is the need to be made or manipulated into being something that we are not. For example, women do not naturally look like Barbie and we should not be thrown (or throw ourselves) into some societal pseudo-competition in order to look that way. We are all different shapes, weights and colors and that in itself is truly beautiful. You don’t see an Oak tree getting all upset because a willow bends more in the wind because it’s thinner… modern female competition is unneeded, unnatural and unfounded.
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Evolution
I cannot pinpoint the exact moment that it happened. Our relationship did not just morph from Sir/girl to Daddy/baby girl over the course of an evening. The change was slow and I see it as a relationship evolution; something that we adapted to because we changed along with the change in dynamic.
If this had been a couple of years ago, I more than likely would have freaked out. I had preconceived notions of what a “DaddyDom” was. I was afraid what that might represent and I didn’t think at the time that I was capable of handling such a thing emotionally. Now, at this current stage… I can look back and see that my fears were unfounded.
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08-11-2008 :: Musical Monday
This week we have “Abuse Me” by “Silverchair”, another song with not so subtle references to sadism and masochism.
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The death of Sir, the birth of Daddy…
It was never what I expected to happen, the term “DaddyDom” was something that always made me think of extreme age play, diapers and really unsavory thoughts… the type that make you shiver in the middle of your back with disgust. When my girl and I first got together it was agreed that “DaddyDom” was something neither of us were interested in and we agreed the thought was a huge turnoff.
We had spoken at length many times over the similarities of a parental figure and a dominant with the structure, discipline, providing needs and encouragement for growth. I provide her all the essential requirements for life; have her focus on health, education and happiness rather than providing extra income. When she is sick I am responsible for making sure that she gets better, I support her on her personal and spiritual growth. I encourage and foster her creative side while discouraging negative behavior. In many ways my tasks as her dominant are much like the tasks of a loving parent.
It happened so fluidly, naturally and was triggered by an almost joking session of role playing. We had read an entry on one of the forums relating to a girl calling her Dom by the title of “Daddy” and decided to play out the role for some sexual fun that night… this was almost 7 months ago and it was a lot of fun. The role play did not feel as weird as we thought it would and was extremely satisfying. After the play we agreed that we both liked it and that in the future if I called her “baby girl” that she was to fall into that frame of mind for play. We had only made this arrangement for play and never expected to see any flake of it outside of the bedroom.
It is still surprising how it happened because neither of us even noticed it at the time, a whispered “I love you daddy” or “your a good little girl” while out to dinner, a giggled “was I a good girl daddy?” or “you make daddy proud” slipped into our daily flirting with each other. As time went by it kept appearing more and more in our daily dealings with each other and the “smack, spank, blood and bruises” Sir that had been so prevalent in the beginning stopped being the norm. Neither of us were consciously aware of the frequency it was happening until it fell across my ears this weekend while we were out.
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