Daddy's Little Girl: Second Edition

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Nah, he's chopping wood for the fireplace so they can be cozy. That's where the spider was hanging out. ;)

We all know flamethrowers are best used for spiders. :D

Yep, yep. Flamethrowers for anything with more than four legs. Yep.

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I had actually started writing a story a while back that began with an attack on a colony of spiders infesting a garage somewhere in the first lit screen or so. I'll have to see if I can dig that out of what passes for my slush pile and see if I can do anything with it.

And, yes, it was all out warfare. And when chemical bombs didn't work, the first person narrator improvised a flame thrower.
 
Spiders are handled with shoes hurled from a solid 15 feet away tend to work for me, usually after a solid dousing with canned air freshener (makes them sluggish).

Canned air freshener is also a miracle for mosquitoes!

Spider? If it's big enough to need an ax, we'll get another house. Somewhere far away from the Forbidden Forest and Arragog's descendants. ~fuck yes.

I had actually started writing a story a while back that began with an attack on a colony of spiders infesting a garage somewhere in the first lit screen or so. I'll have to see if I can dig that out of what passes for my slush pile and see if I can do anything with it.
~nope nope. not reading it. Nope.
 
Uhhhhhhh... if the axe is for the spider, I'm a little concerned...

I mean, snake, sure. Get the ax.

Spider? If it's big enough to need an ax, we'll get another house. Somewhere far away from the Forbidden Forest and Arragog's descendants.

Wolf spiders in the woodpile were big enough for an axe.
 
Spiders are handled with shoes hurled from a solid 15 feet away tend to work for me, usually after a solid dousing with canned air freshener (makes them sluggish).

Canned air freshener is also a miracle for mosquitoes!

Spider? If it's big enough to need an ax, we'll get another house. Somewhere far away from the Forbidden Forest and Arragog's descendants. ~fuck yes.

I had actually started writing a story a while back that began with an attack on a colony of spiders infesting a garage somewhere in the first lit screen or so. I'll have to see if I can dig that out of what passes for my slush pile and see if I can do anything with it.
~nope nope. not reading it. Nope.

You aren't welcome here, Ange.
 
You're kidding, right? Who's getting close enough to use a tennis racket?

to be clear Diane Keaton, asked Woody Allen to come over because she had a spider problem. He later declares that its a major spider and gets a tennis racket.

Because that's what boyfriends are for (or brothers and their friends as a friend of mine and I were asked to shoo a bat our of my sister's house).
 
to be clear Diane Keaton, asked Woody Allen to come over because she had a spider problem. He later declares that its a major spider and gets a tennis racket.

Because that's what boyfriends are for (or brothers and their friends as a friend of mine and I were asked to shoo a bat our of my sister's house).

😂 Can you tell I've never seen the movie?

(Checks to make sure the flamethrower is accessible whe the bf comes over)

I remember when I was a kid and there was a bat flying around. There were only badmitten rackets around, so that's what my dad had...until the bat flew at him and he dropped it and ran. I can't say as I blame him. :eek:
 
😂 Can you tell I've never seen the movie?

(Checks to make sure the flamethrower is accessible whe the bf comes over)

I remember when I was a kid and there was a bat flying around. There were only badmitten rackets around, so that's what my dad had...until the bat flew at him and he dropped it and ran. I can't say as I blame him. :eek:

My cat used to sit on the window ledge and catch bats as they flew by....
 
to be clear Diane Keaton, asked Woody Allen to come over because she had a spider problem. He later declares that its a major spider and gets a tennis racket.

Because that's what boyfriends are for (or brothers and their friends as a friend of mine and I were asked to shoo a bat our of my sister's house).

😂 Can you tell I've never seen the movie?

(Checks to make sure the flamethrower is accessible whe the bf comes over)

I remember when I was a kid and there was a bat flying around. There were only badmitten rackets around, so that's what my dad had...until the bat flew at him and he dropped it and ran. I can't say as I blame him. :eek:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-5_kcs4p2Q
 
Is this the first weekend he's been away?
I know you were up late last night, too.
Have you ever tried a lavendar lotion?

No, but it's the first time i won't hear from him until he's back.

Yep. I had a hard time relaxing.

I don't care for lavender... anymore. :eek: I used it too much when it first got popular and now i don't like it. Haha. But i washed my bedding, and my fuzzy robe, and I'm going to have some hot chocolate and put myself to bed - whether i think i can sleep or not!

Thank you for the suggestion. :kiss:
 
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You dont own the world. Nor do you have half a clue the reality. When you do, let me know. Then you have the right to an opinion.

The only reason you show up in my thread is to start trouble. You have all the rest of Lit...go play elsewhere. You're not welcome here.
 
Some time back, on another site, this question was asked:

"I'm getting out of my comfort zone right now. But I want to know as this is an interest to me.

I know there was a forums recently about this. But can someone please direct me or explain to me about kitten play(pet play).

The other is Dom Daddy more of the caregiver and protective daddy. I know of the diaper, baby, and the incest types but I have heard there is the one I just mentioned.

Wanting know more and explore some of my soft curious limits."



As I'm sure most that have encountered me (whether as PuckIt, the short-lived Ewobbit, or this handle), I have a tendency to try to be helpful. And end up throwing everything but the kitchen sink into the answer:
"Heyla, ShadowMinx. Hope you are making yours a good day.

Alright, so you asked a couple of questions. But, the thing is that my mind works kind of weird, so to me they came out as different facets of a similar question.

The first rattle out of the box, I should probably get out the acrylic shield for all the rotten eggs and vegetables that are about to come my way.

I've been kicking my tin can down the side of this gravel road for awhile now and gotten entangled with probably more than my fair share of dynamicked relationships. Now, I reserve the right to be just as wrong as the next guy, but to me submissiveness has always seemed to be something of a form of regression. Being able to give up the worries, the cares, the stress that mounts up in our day to day lives and just be able to surrender and float on the rush.

And so, to my mind, the specific questions that you ask are really more about specific forms of that regression. A specific form of sub-space that the submissive needs to reach in order to let go and enjoy.

What? You've never heard (or maybe said) "s/he makes me feel young?"

The question is, how young?

Maybe the specific submissive in question only needs to find that feeling they had when they were a teenager. What is referred to as a "middle."

Or, maybe in order for them to be happy, they have to reach all the way back to "little," the preteen years back through maybe age six.

As it happens, my wife, who died nineteen months ago today, was very much my "mittle" (a combination of middle and little) for most of our time together. She called me Daddy. She slept with a teddy bear I had given her when I wasn't available. I would read her to sleep when she couldn't. We played a lot together.

But, then, she would drive off to work and no one gave "the iron bitch" any flak.

The thing is, it wasn't just play. It was... Being around me made her feel safe. Made her understand that she didn't have to take on all the cares and worries because I was more than willing and able to step in and take care of them for her. And her, too, while I was at it.

It was sub-space to an exponential degree, allowing her to relax completely and just float and be taken care of. It allowed her to regress to her teenage years, or even younger, and just play and enjoy like she would have back then, without worrying about paying bills, or work stress, or whatever. Except for the things that I told her to worry about. Like if her "homework" was done. Or her beddie-bye time on "a school night."

The key here, for me at least, is what she needs to get into that space of comfort and joy. Of freedom and relaxation. And whether or not I can put her there at will. However! However, it would be ridiculous for me to try to get a confirmed middle who is more of a teenager to enjoy coloring in a coloring book like she might have earlier.

And, I'm going to have to disagree with alawey. In my relationship with Love, sex was very much a part of it! When she was in middle space or when she was my devoted slave or my well-trained pet. It was just... different sex. On the other hand, I will concede that I have found myself falling into a platonic form of the dynamic with several over the years. The pair of lesbians I wrote about in my blog a couple of weeks ago come to mind.


As for the other part of your question... it's been my thought that pet play is just a further regression along the submissive continuum. One in which they slide right past needing to be a teenager or childlike and into non-human to find their care-free space.

If you think about it, you tell a teenager or a child to do something you want done. But, when you are talking about a pet, they can only follow very limited commands. The rest, you do for them. When was the last time you asked your dog if they showered and "brushed your tiny toofers?"

The thing is, it is a very different mindset. It's not just a collar, but a leash as well. But, the leash is not a feeling of constraint for the one wearing the collar. It's a feeling of safety. Not unlike holding hands. There's a reassurance that the Other is there. And won't let her get into trouble.

Similarly a training crate, or cage, is not a punishment or feeling of constraint. It's a feeling of safety. It's their den where nothing can get to them that might hurt them.

Any road, to my mind, the submissive is the one who determines just how deep her submission goes as she feels the resonance I strike with her. What I mean is that someone who is... or has been... a submissive to someone else may find her reacting as a little with me. Or vice-versa, a confirmed little may not feel even the slightest submission to me.

But, I've probably blathered enough and misdoubt I even came close to scratching the surface of the questions you posed. So, I'll clear the floor for someone else smarter than me to come along and try to straighten out what I've fucked up.

Either way, make yours a good day. Whatever it takes to make it that way."



***shrug***

It was pretty well received there. But, for whatever reason the memory of it bubbled up and I thought of the littles and Daddies here. And thought I'd hang my ass out on the rack for a paddling.
 
I have to stay out of Pinterest for a bit. It's dangerous, I could spend hours there - who had that much time?

Anyway, came across this and wondered...is she holding a finger up to her lips or flipping someone off? I'm not a Hello Kitty fan, so it really is a legitimate question. Maybe it's open to interpretation.


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I think she's flipping the bird. 🐦

If she's not, she should be

I thought so, too, at first. But, then I was surprised at it...isn't she supposed to be sweet?
Someone has proven she can also be The Terminator, so I'm sure - out there somewhere - there has to be BDSM Kitty, and flipping the bird one, too.

Now, I'm wondering if Piglet has been defiled, too.

ETA: *covers my eyes*

never, ever Google bdsm Piglet images...you've been warned. :eek:
 
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