No, this is not a personal post about myself. This is just a short piece of erotica inspired by the Wicked Wednesday prompt for this week, "Lifestyle". How could I, as a DD/lg kinkster myself, not think immediately of ageplaying and BDSM?
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You know you're in the DDlg lifestyle when you wake up next to a Winnie The Pooh stuffie, a pink blanket and in little girl PJs.
Also, when you're heating milk for your breakfast cereals, and all of a sudden you get a text from him saying: "Good Morning, Princess. Hope you'll have a great day...".
I have not always been in the lifestyle: to be honest, a couple years ago I didn't even know that it was an actual lifestyle, and that other kinksters too like unicorn stuffies, Sanrio characters and, what's more important, being loved and cherished by a Daddy Dom. I used to think that I was just insecure, and I was even angry at myself sometimes for my constant need to be reassured of his love and attention.
Instead, there's a whole community online sharing my perspective on life. My daddy and I started meeting more and more like-minded virtual buddies, and some of them are now friends in our real life, like a chosen family we love to spend time with.
I don't feel insecure anymore, nor ashamed of my need for reassurance and attention: I know it's just part of who I am. And this feels like...freedom. I don't care anymore about what vanilla people thinks when I act childish in public with my partner, calling him Daddy and asking for cuddles at any time. Probably I've developed such a strong faith in myself and in our relationship, that I don't even see anymore their faces pouting in disapproval nor I hear their superficial, poorly-thought comments.
Then, in the evening, it's the moment for Princess Time. I charge my pink and purple vibrating duckies, then I prepare a relaxing hot bath: when daddy comes home, he finds me soaked in the bubbly warm water, completely naked, waiting for him.
I know it's bratty: I've been a total brat letting him find me naked at home after work, but the punishment is exactly what I want. I love having my wrists tied with our soft, silky restraints, and my eyes covered with a satin blindfold, only to receive that good spanking I've been craving all day. It just hurts so good! I know Daddy is probably reaching for a flogger or a paddle now that I can't see because of the blindfold, and I can't be more excited about it!
I won't go in the detail of what will happen next. But of course now you know what a typical day in the DD/lg lifestyle is like!
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