Daddy's Little Girl - Fourth Edition

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

@LeSabreur can you post the name of the author and the title of the poem? If @barefootgirl69 thinks it's "lovely" then it would be worth searching it out.

 

[CuriousRick]

Brining in fresh cookies before the big snowstorm.

 

[LeSabreur]

@LeSabreur can you post the name of the author and the title of the poem? If @barefootgirl69 thinks it's "lovely" then it would be worth searching it out.

Of course, and here's a link to it published on the Goodreads website. It's called "Dear Human" by Courtney Walsh.

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/716478-dear-human-you-ve-got-it-all-wrong-you-didn-t-come

Thanks for the suggestion, Wolfie. It just touches me very deeply. Cheers!

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

Of course, and here's a link to it published on the Goodreads website. It's called "Dear Human" by Courtney Walsh.

Powerful! Thanks for sharing.

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

Have you all made it through the storm? We’re snuggled in, nice and warm. We haven’t lost power yet, and the storm has moved past us. We have 11+ inches of snow, and roads are slick. I implemented remote work for our office employees, including myself and Bunny. The protection details that we had scheduled were thankfully canceled.
Be safe if you have to go out! Next comes bitter cold and wind chills 15-20 degrees below zero F for us.

Update: our snowfall total is 13 inches, and we are under a travel warning (ban) until 5 am Tuesday.

 

[ARoseSoSweet]

We weren't on the path of the storm where I am in Canada but we are just ending a horrible cold snap

 

[barefootgirl69]

In in Southern California desert, so I'm okay.

Stay warm and safe, everyone.

 

[Sexy_Singer]

Hello everyone. Close to a foot of snow here. Then a deep freeze this week.

Stay safe littles and Daddies.

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

We weren't on the path of the storm where I am in Canada but we are just ending a horrible cold snap

You’re fortunate. We had a record 24-hour snowfall.

 

[ARoseSoSweet]

You’re fortunate. We had a record 24-hour snowfall.

We had -50 C instead lol

I've been seeings lots of people getting massive amounts of snow

 

[melimelissa]

We had -50 C instead lol

getting massive amounts

I love getting massive amounts,
and can only gasp, when you pounce;
Sir takes me to task,
until I cannot mask

*moustique*

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

We had -50 C instead lol

I've been seeings lots of people getting massive amounts of snow

Was that -50 C the air temperature or the wind chill? I have experienced -22 C air temperatures and cannot imagine much colder. I’m concerned about the hundreds of thousands here in the U.S. wi received ice and are still without power.

We ended up with 13 inches/33 cm of snow

 

[dreamysub]

https://i.ibb.co/WNm4Rqf7/Screenshot-20251223-013338-Instagram.jpg

Had to share this one with you, its so funny! Well, it's funny when you are with the right person who gets it.

 

[ARoseSoSweet]

Was that -50 C the air temperature or the wind chill? I have experienced -22 C air temperatures and cannot imagine much colder. I’m concerned about the hundreds of thousands here in the U.S. wi received ice and are still without power.

We ended up with 13 inches/33 cm of snow

If i recall correctly, it was -40C weather and -50 C with the wind... unfortunately, we get this weather once or twice a year but we are equipped for it.

13 inches is way too much snow

 

[barefootgirl69]

I almost feel bad for sitting here with my door open, enjoying 67° today. Of course, I'll also be the one complaining in July that it's 115° - but it's a fair trade.

Hope everyone is safe, warm, and healthy.

 

[dreamysub]

If i recall correctly, it was -40C weather and -50 C with the wind... unfortunately, we get this weather once or twice a year but we are equipped for it.

13 inches is way too much snow

Okay, I like winter and snow, but −50°C is a bit too much! I really hope you’re doing alright over there.

We got a bit of snow this winter too, but most of it has already melted. The lowest temperature we had was around −18°C, so I honestly can’t even imagine what −50 must feel like!

 

[dreamysub]

Daddy and I share a hobby — photography and astrophotography, so we spend a lot of time outside, mostly at night. We also chase storms, aurora borealis, clouds, fog, sunrises and sunsets — basically anything interesting that can be documented.

Sometimes we go out two or three times during the night just to set up our cameras, then go back to bed for a while, only to do the same thing again a few hours later. We always giggle about how everyone else is sleeping peacefully while the two crazy ones are standing in the middle of a field, cursing the freezing cold — but still enjoying the starry sky, watching the Milky Way, and soaking in the peace and quiet.

We also go into abandoned buildings, the so-called Urbex, where Daddy likes to tie me up because of the atmosphere. I even have a video from one time in such an abandoned building where Daddy was tying me up and it started to rain. Right on me, because the roof had holes. While Daddy was stressed, trying to untie me quickly, I couldn’t stop laughing and was enjoying the unexpected shower. We also love going into caves and exploring nature. That's what we do when we go out. When we are home we just eat, sleep and fuck. Not that I’m complaining.

When I think about it, I tend to laugh in inappropriate situations. Last year, when we went out to play, we got caught in a huge storm on a hill quite far from the car. At first, we rushed to the car, but since we had only one umbrella (his, because unlike me, he’s always prepared for everything), we eventually gave up, pressed ourselves together, and waited for the rain to pass. It was a proper downpour. While Daddy was desperately trying to keep both of us dry under his umbrella, I was giggling in his arms and happily splashing in the huge puddle that had formed beneath us in just a few minutes.

I’m probably weird, but I love the rain. Everyone hides inside, and I just want to dance in it and let it caress my face. I love snow, probably even more than rain. Everything is so beautifully white and quiet, almost sacred. When it starts snowing and those huge flakes fall, it always makes me smile, and I feel like a little girl gently catching them in my hands. I love the sound of a babbling brook. I could sit by it for hours, listening to nothing but that and the birds singing. I don’t like crowds, busy shopping centers, big celebrations, or parties. To feel joy, all I need is to escape into nature and be next to someone who genuinely loves me. Then I’m happy, then I bloom. I found that in my Daddy. Which is funny, because I wasn’t even looking for anyone back then. I was just craving pain. A LOT of pain. Instead, I found love. A lot of love and understanding.

Still not sure what to do with it sometimes, because I wasn't free to fall in love. I was taken already. When I first met Daddy face to face I told him. I loved my bf and it was the first thing I made very clear, that I love the man I live with. And I still do. Eventho he doesn't love me back the way I need him too. I know he loves me. His own cold and distant way, but I know he does. I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did and there's days when I truly hate myself for it. But can't help what I feel. When you feel lonely for too long and then you meet someone as caring and gentle as my Daddy, it's nearly impossible not to feel a thing.

I wanted him to beat my soul out of me, because I was hurting so much inside, suffering from the way my bf at home had rejected me. Instead, Daddy wrapped me in such tenderness and understanding that it left me speechless. I just curled up in his arms and cried.

At first, I resisted it and didn’t trust him much. In general, I don’t really trust men anymore. Now, I trust Daddy as much as I possibly can, even though I still sometimes freak out when something in our daily routine changes—whether it’s a message, the tone of his voice, the emojis we usually send each other, or if he forgets to say good morning or goodnight. Silly things really, yet so important to me. I’m still on guard. Still afraid that something will go wrong. That he’ll lose interest, that something has changed. My mind keeps spinning, analyzing everything, watching everything. Even the smallest change makes me pull back real quick. I still have one foot out the door, ready to run, as I refuse to give anyone ever again so much power that they could hurt me.

Honestly, I don’t know why Daddy chose someone as messed up as me. Someone who panics over every little stupid thing. Being with me takes a lot of patience and way too much reassuring. For some unknown reason, Daddy thinks it’s worth it. Once, I asked him why he chooses to be with me? Among other things, he told me he loves bringing order to my chaos. I'm endlessly grateful to him for that, God knows I need it. Chaos is my second name lol.

I tend to overshare things, so if I just did I apologize.

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

Daddy and I share a hobby — photography and astrophotography, so we spend a lot of time outside, mostly at night. We also chase storms, aurora borealis, clouds, fog, sunrises and sunsets — basically anything interesting that can be documented.

Sometimes we go out two or three times during the night just to set up our cameras, then go back to bed for a while, only to do the same thing again a few hours later. We always giggle about how everyone else is sleeping peacefully while the two crazy ones are standing in the middle of a field, cursing the freezing cold — but still enjoying the starry sky, watching the Milky Way, and soaking in the peace and quiet.

We also go into abandoned buildings, the so-called Urbex, where Daddy likes to tie me up because of the atmosphere. I even have a video from one time in such an abandoned building where Daddy was tying me up and it started to rain. Right on me, because the roof had holes. While Daddy was stressed, trying to untie me quickly, I couldn’t stop laughing and was enjoying the unexpected shower. We also love going into caves and exploring nature. That's what we do when we go out. When we are home we just eat, sleep and fuck. Not that I’m complaining.

When I think about it, I tend to laugh in inappropriate situations. Last year, when we went out to play, we got caught in a huge storm on a hill quite far from the car. At first, we rushed to the car, but since we had only one umbrella (his, because unlike me, he’s always prepared for everything), we eventually gave up, pressed ourselves together, and waited for the rain to pass. It was a proper downpour. While Daddy was desperately trying to keep both of us dry under his umbrella, I was giggling in his arms and happily splashing in the huge puddle that had formed beneath us in just a few minutes.

I’m probably weird, but I love the rain. Everyone hides inside, and I just want to dance in it and let it caress my face. I love snow, probably even more than rain. Everything is so beautifully white and quiet, almost sacred. When it starts snowing and those huge flakes fall, it always makes me smile, and I feel like a little girl gently catching them in my hands. I love the sound of a babbling brook. I could sit by it for hours, listening to nothing but that and the birds singing. I don’t like crowds, busy shopping centers, big celebrations, or parties. To feel joy, all I need is to escape into nature and be next to someone who genuinely loves me. Then I’m happy, then I bloom. I found that in my Daddy. Which is funny, because I wasn’t even looking for anyone back then. I was just craving pain. A LOT of pain. Instead, I found love. A lot of love and understanding.

Still not sure what to do with it sometimes, because I wasn't free to fall in love. I was taken already. When I first met Daddy face to face I told him. I loved my bf and it was the first thing I made very clear, that I love the man I live with. And I still do. Eventho he doesn't love me back the way I need him too. I know he loves me. His own cold and distant way, but I know he does. I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did and there's days when I truly hate myself for it. But can't help what I feel. When you feel lonely for too long and then you meet someone as caring and gentle as my Daddy, it's nearly impossible not to feel a thing.

I wanted him to beat my soul out of me, because I was hurting so much inside, suffering from the way my bf at home had rejected me. Instead, Daddy wrapped me in such tenderness and understanding that it left me speechless. I just curled up in his arms and cried.

At first, I resisted it and didn’t trust him much. In general, I don’t really trust men anymore. Now, I trust Daddy as much as I possibly can, even though I still sometimes freak out when something in our daily routine changes—whether it’s a message, the tone of his voice, the emojis we usually send each other, or if he forgets to say good morning or goodnight. Silly things really, yet so important to me. I’m still on guard. Still afraid that something will go wrong. That he’ll lose interest, that something has changed. My mind keeps spinning, analyzing everything, watching everything. Even the smallest change makes me pull back real quick. I still have one foot out the door, ready to run, as I refuse to give anyone ever again so much power that they could hurt me.

Honestly, I don’t know why Daddy chose someone as messed up as me. Someone who panics over every little stupid thing. Being with me takes a lot of patience and way too much reassuring. For some unknown reason, Daddy thinks it’s worth it. Once, I asked him why he chooses to be with me? Among other things, he told me he loves bringing order to my chaos. I'm endlessly grateful to him for that, God knows I need it. Chaos is my second name lol.

I tend to overshare things, so if I just did I apologize.

You and your Daddy have a great deal in common with Bunny and I, even the over sharing. I don’t think you have overshared in your post, but my opinion is not the one that matters. Trust your Daddy, some of us want nothing more than to be with a Little who is a beautiful mess.
And we enjoy dancing in the rain.

 

[barefootgirl69]

As long as it's a warm rain.

*bfg adds her two cents*

 

[dreamysub]

You and your Daddy have a great deal in common with Bunny and I, even the over sharing. I don’t think you have overshared in your post, but my opinion is not the one that matters. Trust your Daddy, some of us want nothing more than to be with a Little who is a beautiful mess.
And we enjoy dancing in the rain.

Thank you for the kind words, it's really appreciated.

As for you and Bunny, I have read your story and I am so glad she has someone like you in her life now. God knows she deserves all the love and care she's getting from you. See you two posting always makes me smile.

When I first met Daddy and we spoke about me as he wanted get to know me I was still very new to all this. I am on this forum for years, but only 3 years ago I decided I wanna give it a try IRL as well. I didn't look for Daddy back then, but I couldn't be happier that I found one. When we spoke about BDSM I was so excited to try things. Anything and everything. I was new to all of it, but so eager to learn and try. Daddy was more than happy to show and teach me. My ex-husband once told me I should get to know more men first and then come back to him when I was young and inexperienced. I was back then yes, because he was my first and instead of being proud of it he made me feel ashamed of myself.

My first experience with Daddy was so, uhm, I don't know how to say it. I was inexperienced in the BDSM things and sooo shy. But unlike my husband, Daddy loved and loves that about me. There was so much genuine innocence when we were together for the first time. There was lots of firsts for me with Daddy and he loved every second of it. We both did. He made me feel like I was something special. Giggled when I blushed the first time I was naked infront of him, or when I saw him naked for the first time. What was waste of time for my ex-husband, too much work for my bf, somehow feels like a gift for Daddy and he treats me as such. Everytime I ask Daddy what HE needs or craves? he tells me - See you happy and content is what does it for me. I am happy when I see you're happy. Tell me your dreams and we will make it happen That’s what does it for me. Keep you happy makes ME happy.

I was speechless. Nobody ever told me anything like that and I still don't get it. Or maybe I do, coz I am the same. I am happy when he's happy, but I mean, I've never met a MAN like that!

My ex-husband, he cheated on me so many times I don't even remember all those girls names. Threatened me he gonna kill himself if I won't tell his new gf that I don't mind they seeing each other. And I did tell her yes. I was too scared he would really throw himself under the train like he said he would if I don't do as told. I loved him too much to say no. And then I watched her kissing my husband while my heart shattered to milion pieces. They came and go. All those girls that was somehow always better than I was. Prettier, more fun, more experienced, thinner, sexier. We spent 16 years like that. He left for someone else and came back to me when they get bored of him or when he cheated on them too and they throwed him out. I always took him back. Thought he would finally love me the way I deserve this time, but he never did. Slapped me when I couldn't take it anymore and told him to leave. Threatened me he gonna shot him self. I told him to leave anyways. He left to the park and then I heard a shot. He let me cry for 3 hours thinking he really killed himself because of me... I told him to stay then. I was so glad he didn't kill himself because of me. I couldn't live with it. Then he overdosed on pills while lying next to me in our bed. Just left me a note that his heart is broken, cuz another girl left him. Somehow he choose to kill himself lying next to me for some sick reason. If I didn't wake up to pee and call the ambulance he would be dead years ago. There was fights and bruises, seen and unseen. Scars I carry until now. I truly left him after our second daughter was born. He seemed so happy. The nurses in the Hospital said he's so much in love with you! Well, in a month he wasn't in love anymore, again, and I left him for good. I found my bf then and I think it's what kept me away from him for good.

Things were good with my bf for years, but somehow men always get bored of me with time or Idk. Love get cold, his not mine. He no longer craves my company, affection or intimacy. He used to love my touches - now it irritates him for some reason. Any word of sex is fighting talk and even when I came to him just to hug him I could feel his discomfort. What makes me sad is that he knows the history I have with my ex-husband. He knows what I have been through and yet he refuses to talk to me about what's wrong between us. I wanted fix it. I don't just give up on someone. I try and try and try and try - until I simply can't anymore. I begged, cried, messaged him, sent emails to him, tried talk about it, but sadly to fix things it needs two who want it. It needs two to communicate. He told me he's too old to be lectured. Everytime I tried to tell him what bothers me or how I feel, he turned it against me. Told me I just complain all the time, while I was just trying to tell him how I feel. I dunno love from far away. I need to be near him. As close as possible. My love language is a touch. It's how I show my love love, affection and that I care. I need to touch him and to be touched back. But he made it crystal clear he doesn't like my touch nor to touch me, yet he claims he still loves me, sigh. How can you love someone and fall asleep peacefully while the one you say you love is crying right next to you? How can you not be sad if she's sad? How can you leave the room when you see she's crying? How can you not even give her a hug when you love her? How can you ignore her please if you love her? How can you stay up till late at night on your PC when you know she's waiting for you in your bed longing for you? How can you ignore anything she says she need from you if you love her? I do not know.. But I can't. I know I am too much. I know I am not perfect. I know I am insecure and too needy. I was willing to settle for no sex. But I can't settle for no touch either. One night I sneaked into my bf's room, naked. He put his arm on my back, but when he find out I am naked he immediately pulled away. I told him I loved his hand there and asked him if he could put it back. He did, but he put a blanket between my body and his hand. As if I were a leper. As if I was untouchable. I felt as if he had slapped me. Not even my ex ever used me like that. I felt so ashamed. Hurt by the one person I never thought would hurt me like that. I get up and went for a walk with my dog in the middle of the night to cry my eyes out. I never came to my bf room as his gf ever again. I can't even if I wanted too. It would just make me cry. Since he refuse to talk about things I sent him emails trying to fix things. When I find out he's not even reading my emails anymore I stopped. Now when I go to his room I go just ask about his day or something like that. I want nothing intimate from him and expect nothing like that from him. When I get to a point where I didn't care whether I am dead or alive, I asked my bf I can go to BDSM club to have some fun. He knows I am submissive, we used to be D/s for a while, but it was always more my thing than his. I needed something. He agreed, just told me to be careful, cuz there's lots of weirdos out there. And that's where my journey with Daddy started. Not what I expected, but definitely what I needed.

As for my bf, I am still trying to figure out what have I done to deserve all that, because until I met Daddy I was all about him. All I ever wanted was just to be close to him, spend my time with him. But I won't force him to want to spend his time with me. I LOVE sex, but I was willing to give up sex for him. Can't give up on closeness as well. I've tried, but I felt like shit and I seriously wanted be dead. That's when I said enough is ENOUGH and choose to love myself first. It sadness me, but I will be okay. All the love, care, attention and affection I give to Daddy now. And I get the very same treatment back. I am still with my bf and deep down I know he loves me, his own way, but he does. It still makes me sad I couldn't have all this with him, but I will get over it. It will just take some time. It's confusing, cuz I am lots of things, but I don't think I am polyamorous, but I love them both now.

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

Thank you for the kind words, it's really appreciated.

I am proud of you for sharing your story. I have learned that putting words to your experience and sharing it openly can be challenging. Loving Bunny had taught me that sharing those difficult experiences is a part of the healing process.

I’m sorry your Ex shamed you for the way you feel. His cheating behavior is abhorrent to any REAL man. The way he ended it, there in bed with you, is to me a sign that he was deeply disturbed. A man who threatens the woman he supposedly loves isn’t a man at all; he’s a child. The same with the other men who have mistreated you. Though I don’t truly know you, and can only address what you have written here, I am confident that you do not deserve the mistreatment you have suffered through. I say that because I believe that no one, man or woman, could do anything to justify what you have experienced. Fortunately, it sounds like you have not allowed your experiences to harden your heart. I applaud you for that.

You remind me so much of my Bunny, though in many ways your story is more tragic. She only suffered at the hands of one man. Please don’t take this as an insult, but in my opinion, you should try to figure out why you are attracted to men who ultimately mistreat you, and why you stay with them. I encourage you to seek help from a trained professional. Women’s shelters can often provide low-cost counseling. Fortunately, Bunny was able to afford a therapist after her assault left her with PTSD and severe anxiety. Healing from something like what you and Bunny have been through is a long process.

When we first started in DDlg, Bunny wanted to “explore it all,” as she would say. All the flavors of BDSM. I had to slow her down a bit. We’ve been married for just over four years, and in our dynamic for just less than two years now, and we’re still exploring what works best for us. Early on, she felt that in order to “truly submit to me” (whatever that means), she needed to be open to me hurting her. If you’ve read our story and followed her posts here, you know that my sub’s desire for pain and injury was what ended my last relationship, and things did not go well when Bunny begged me to spank her. I caution you and your Daddy to go slow if you want to introduce pain play into your dynamic. Your Daddy sounds like a true gentleman in the way he cares for you and takes joy in seeing you happy. Bunny made a post here not long ago that said, “The real power of a Daddy is revealed by the sıze of the smile on the face of his little,” and I absolutely believe that.

Unfortunately, Bunny’s smile has been forced lately. I won’t get into details other than to say that the stress of work during the holiday season, and the changes she is leading there, resulted in me telling her to take a break from social media. During a recent weekend away, I discovered that she feared she was on the verge of disappointing me and making me regret bringing her into the business as a partner. That could not be further from the truth, but minor hiccups shook her confidence. She hid the stress, masking it with her typical joie de vivre, but with a touch of giddiness thrown in. I take full responsibility for missing the signs. I was likewise focused on work, and all outward signs from her indicated she was doing well. She was not. It pains me to say this, but I failed her. It is my responsibility as her Daddy and her husband to care for her. We have since forgiven each other, and we are refocusing our attentions. I share this because often she comes across as if we have a perfect relationship. Just like the rest of social media, what you see is not always complete or real. She tends to share only the good, and for sure, the good far exceeds the challenging parts of our relationship. The important thing is that we support each other through it all. People in our generation say that someone is their “ride or die”, and we are definitely that for each other.

I hope things turn out well for you, regardless of how it turns out with your Daddy and your boyfriend. Love yourself first!

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

As long as it's a warm rain.

*bfg adds her two cents*

White T-shirt, no bra, cold rain, Bunny in my arms . . . brings out the beast in me.



Edit: i really dislike this version of the Wolf emoji that shows up when I post. When I select it on Apple devices, it doesn't resemble a cute cartoon wolf.

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

And there she is, finally rousing from bed. Fluffy robe, bunny house shoes, long blonde hair in a messy bun, no makeup. Damn, she's gorgeous.

 

[ChloeOfCascadia]

Welcome to the thread. We made it to our FOURTH EDITION!

This thread is for all those Daddies and Little Girls. DD/lg is NOT about incest, but of a loving relationship, filled with trust and love and caring.

DD/lg isn't a role play, it is a part of who we are and the lifestyle we live or want to explore.

We encourage folks who are new to the thread to read earlier iterations of to help figure out if this is a dynamic you really want.

This is a great place to figure out what your needs might be, however this is NOT a pick up thread. If that's what you are looking for, you will be encouraged to move along.

If you are going to post pictures, please read the rules. The most important rules are nothing with copyright or names on the pictures, and no overly explicit pics (ie anything with an erection!).

If you see something that violates the rules, please contact the poster and ask them to change it, and if they don't, contact the moderator. This thread has to be self policed. There was a previous thread taken down because this was not done.

Thank you,

~bfg~

Acknowledged all of the above. I'm watching this thread now.

Before any men contact me, please be advised I am a mtf trans person only interested in women, so. I would be the DD of the relationship and am not seeking a DD, at all.

I am in fact interested to know if this is for me, because, while I have had D/s relationships before, I have not asked to be anyone's daddy/mommy before, I merely accepted being called such.

I would be interested to know what else is involved or expected, especially from a lg who can explain.

 

[Bunnys_Wolfie]

Acknowledged all of the above. I'm watching this thread now.

Before any men contact me, please be advised I am a mtf trans person only interested in women, so. I would be the DD of the relationship and am not seeking a DD, at all.

I am in fact interested to know if this is for me, because, while I have had D/s relationships before, I have not asked to be anyone's daddy/mommy before, I merely accepted being called such.

I would be interested to know what else is involved or expected, especially from a lg who can explain.

Welcome Chloe. I think you will find that the littles here can be very helpful.