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@shattered-gothic-doll
I need you...
What reason do I need to hold you, touch you, say you are mine.
I need only one, and you are that reason.....💜
I react like this when Daddy does the same thing
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He Shattered Me... I Fled
It has been quite some time since I have written on the blog. Real life had taken a hold and it had turned into a bit of a mess. My Mother had lost the ability to walk for a year and so I helped her through that and got her walking again. I have also been dealing with my Father's loss of eyesight and that has been a bit much. I have been swamped with all this, the pandemic, and alongside a sibling who is next to no help and basically just left to go do his own thing. I have been through hell and back drowning and through it all Daddy has been my constant. How He has managed to keep me from completely falling apart with the weight I am under I will never understand. He always seems to be the first to know when it is becoming too much. He stole me away twice... by coming down to Texas and once when I knew I was seconds from losing it I flew up to Missouri to be in His arms and recharge.
I needed the reminder that I am His submissive and He took great care to remind me and to make me feel owned. This last time though I went up mostly because I missed Him and I wanted to see Him before the holidays as I knew once Christmas hit I would not see Daddy until March. I couldn't wait that long. We had missed our anniversary together and I just was over the distance. I still am honestly. It is especially hard on me when I have the bulk of the responsibility on my shoulders at home. I don't have Him here to counter the "Boss" role I have to take on through the day to day. It was wonderful just to spend time with Him. Sexually it was explosive as always, but with us we don't D/s every time in the bedroom, sometimes just Him making love to me is enough to trigger my subspace so we tend not to go overboard. He surprised me with a PS5 for our anniversary present, and I got new Michael Kors shoes in red and white and a Paris Jordan hoodie for Christmas from Him. I think it was mostly to keep me from stealing His LOL. Throughout all this I met more of His family and we met up with our friends who live there and don't get to see me often.
A few nights before I was set to leave Daddy grabbed the blindfold. I said earlier that we do not D/s often in bed and we don't, but the blindfold is something we have never used. I have a collar, cuff, and flogger set with a matching blindfold. It is in my favorite colors of red and black and it is probably my favorite set I have ever owned. A smile came to me as I turned so that He could put it on me. I had no idea what He had planned. This was completely spontaneous and I don't think Daddy knew how far we would take the play. Daddy is still becoming comfortable with exerting His will and Dominance over me. I tend not to push Him, but allow Him to explore this side of Him that has never been used before. His previous relationships did not give Him the comfort or security to show who He really is behind His placating façade. Daddy is very easy going and slow to temper. He shuts down instead as no one believed in Him enough to not question His power base. I am the opposite of every woman He has been with before me. I am the Submissive that knelt before Him and said "I believe in you, I trust you enough with my submission to hand over the reins." For me that is a huge deal as I was a switch before I dedicated my life to submission with Him.
Back to the scene Daddy took control from the very first moment. I didn't speak at all during... there was just something in the air that said He didn't need my words right then... He needed my complete submission and I gave it to Him. He took the flogger to me between mapping my body with His lips and tongue... I never knew which was coming and I felt myself free falling into subspace... but... it felt different. This was intense... I have been blindfolded before during my training years, but this was something else. Something deeper and just more. I couldn't even speak to tell Him that it felt different... that my fall into subspace was happening fast and deeper than I am used to. I started shaking. He kept going.
I could feel the ebb and flow of my body responding to everything He was doing, but surrounded by the darkness I only knew Him. It was not in the same way I have felt before... it was as if I was a part of Him now. The TV was on... I didn't hear it anymore though... I had tears wetting the blindfold, but I was unaware. He then took and made love to me in the slowest most soul rendering way possible. I felt His words to me during it more than I heard them. My world had shattered around me and I hadn't even orgasmed yet. By the time I actually did orgasm at His command, I was on sensory overload and blacked out. When I came to I was... broken. I knew I was broken... He had taken and completely broke me in ways I hadn't been. I was shook and overwhelmed and I don't know what else. I remember Him helping me to the bathroom after helping me get clean... He kept asking if I was okay... I remember telling Him I was... and I was... but I also wasn't. I couldn't stop shaking I kept crying and unable to deal with it I got up and grabbed my cigarettes. I slipped sweatpants on and one of our hoodies... mine I think, but I am not sure.
"Doll." Firm voice and He's sitting up looking at me with deep concern in His eyes.
My mind is reeling and all I can think is 'Don't ask... don't ask... don't ask...' and one other word is in the middle of that mantra... 'Run'.
"I'm okay... I'm... okay..." I responded quickly even as I headed for the door, walked out, and shut it behind me. Once outside I broke even as I lit my cigarette. I SOBBED. I don't even know what shook me so bad... I don't know why I felt so overwhelmed. I just sobbed and smoked. It took a bit for me to calm down, and the whole time I am still shaking. It isn't the cold outside I didn't even feel it though it was very cold out, but it was like my soul was shaking and it was rendering me an emotional wreck. I know it is foolish and I should have just stayed with Him, but I did not want Him to see me break... not like that. I think subconsciously I feared it would completely freak Him out and He wouldn't trust Himself to take me through that deep of a play again? I am still surprised I could even walk let alone end up outside. I remember feeling like I was still in subspace, but all my emotions and sensations were returning to me with the power of being smacked by a fright train at full speed. When I went back inside He said nothing just watched as I undressed and moved back into bed with Him. I was still shaking. He still said nothing as He pulled me back into His arms and surrounded me completely. I cried again though not as hard as I had outside... just soft silent tears as He held me through it and gave me soft kisses with soft spoken "Daddy loves you Doll" until I passed out from sheer exhaustion.
I am startled still by the power He wields that He can take me that deep and render me so broken that I felt the need to flee before He could see it. I do find myself wondering if I should have fled the way I did. I wonder what would have happened and been the end result had I stayed. There are moments where in my submission I tend to shut down and flee rather than frighten Him. I think it is because out of the two of us I am more experienced in the Lifestyle having been involved in it for years though never truly having a Dom of my own. Of course then there is that little dark side of me that questions when I make that decision. Did I do the right thing? Am I not refusing His Dominance over me by fleeing when He breaks me? Is He disappointed that I fled? I am sure at some point He will have to see it, but that one was so much more that even if He had asked me for an explanation I couldn't give it to Him. I am not even sure what He could have done to ease me through it. I didn't stop shaking apparently even when I passed out.
We still have not really talked about it. He questioned me that next morning and I answered what I could about it, but I know my answers were not satisfactory, but I also believe that He knows I can't explain what happened. I felt much lighter after my break and I really hope that Daddy doesn't see what happened in a bad light. It didn't seem like He did. I have been struggling now that I am back home to carry the weight of the "Boss" role again. I feel somewhat resentful that I am not allowed to stay in that frame of mind of deep submission. It is hard sometimes to balance the two. This was the main reason I wanted to stop being a switch and when I am home it is a constant reminder of that role. I am thinking soon there is going to be a shakeup there has to be. I need to find a better way to carry the load of my responsibilities to my family as the submissive soul I am. The next few months are going to be interesting.
~Doll
He left me this message before I woke up.
He had already taken out the trash, picked up the living room and reorganized our kitchenette area.
To some, I imagine this looks like a honey-do list with a very silly pet-name. For me - a submissive with a soft spot for domestic service? Just a few of the things I can read into this when I choose to be conscious of it.
I trust that I have your submission.
I desire and appreciate your service.
I know you’ll give me your service when I ask for it.
You’re helpful.
I know you follow my lead, so I’m setting an example.
You’re mine.
I like to control you, and I know I’m welcome to do so.
I trust you.
I know you’ll prioritize my wishes.
I like telling you what to do, and I know you like it too.
I want you.
We’re a team.
I trust in our D/s dynamic.
I know I can depend on you.
I love you.
I couldn't say it better myself
Oooo come to the dark side we have cookies and bdsm
I would so do this to Daddy... he'd probably react the same way too.
Love when Daddy lays on me like this 💖💖💖
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Day Collars: A Submissive's Review
"People who wear lock & key necklaces - have you ever had any awkward moments because of it?"- calyps0scove Reddit
I decided to make this post after reading the sourced question on Reddit. As a submissive I know how important our collars are when it comes to that sense of being owned, safe, and secure. As a long distance submissive my collar is often my security blanket when I am stressed out. Touching it often calms me until I can talk to @dolls-daddy-dom and He will then re-center me.
Day collars are an important part of our dynamic. We started with the one pictured above. It was my first day collar, a reminder that I was now His no matter what time of day or where I am. I live with my family caring for my parents, so I cannot wear the traditional collar daily. I also tend to work in corporate settings freelance in between running my own business so I must look professional at all times. Daddy also wanted a reminder of His Doll so having the key on Him at all times was important to Him as well. He wore it as a necklace and it helped to keep Him calm as well when our distance became too much.
I have never received questions on my necklace, only once from my Mother, but she is aware of the lifestyle and aware that I am collared. No one else has questioned it. Not business associates or otherwise. If they do recognize the symbolism of what you are wearing then they are either also in the lifestyle, or curious about it. These people will not out the symbolism of your jewelry, but may ask you questions privately. My first day collar (first photo) included a clasp in the back that allowed me to remove it for showering, but other than that I never took it off. When it would come off it was Daddy who used His key to remove it. The most recent removal happened when Daddy decided to surprise me with an upgrade. The above photo is my new day collar, and the key Daddy is now wearing. The first set has gone into our memory box.
Day collars are meant to be reminders and security when worn, not to put your relationship out for the world to see or to make you uncomfortable. They are representations of your Dom's love and ownership. They are your security blanket if you find yourself stressed or just missing your Dominant. It does not have to be a lock and key either. It can be a o ring necklace or ring for the sub, and a key chain or bracelet with "Dominant", "Master", or "Daddy" engraved for your Dominant. It also doesn't always have to go around your neck. There are bracelet options, anklets, and for your Dom if a necklace is not an option the keys (if you go this option) can go on a key chain or a bracelet as well. Choose what you both, or all of you if there is more than one sub, are comfortable with. It should always be a decision made together.
Your lifestyle is your own business. How open you want to be about it depends on your relationship and your choices made together. Do not let fear of others opinions matter. The only opinion that matters is your Dominant's. If someone picks up on your lifestyle and asks questions answer them to the best of your ability. Be proud of who you are. Nine times out of ten the person with questions might just be curious about the lifestyle themselves.
-Doll
Ten Things A Dom Needs
Written by a friend of a friend whom shall remain nameless…
1) Do what you’re told. Not just when you want to, not just when it’s easy, but every single time. If you’ve suddenly decided you’re a free agent that’s a conversation for negotiation in whatever format that takes in your dynamic. Until then, less talking, more obeying.
2) Keep your commitments. If me/you/we have decided on a certain protocol you’re expected to follow through. Nothing sucks the magic out of a D/s interaction faster than when BOTH people let protocols lapse and drift by the wayside. If you act like a part-time sub expect to be treated like one.
3) Try to be just a little less self-centered. The journey of submission is all about YOU, I get it. Truthfully all of us Doms get it, but there is an illusion here that needs to be maintained, and when every check-in boils down to how things are going for you and you don’t bother to ask, “How are you, are you satisfied, are you getting what you need out of me, how can I improve our shared experience?” It makes you look kinda shallow.
4) Don’t compare yourself to other people. Whether you’re poly or monogamous, every time you look at another person and say: “I’ll bet he likes them more than me.” You’re essentially saying “I don’t trust you, I don’t trust us, I don’t really believe that you want me like you say you do.” We are with you for a reason. Not receiving the desire we feel for you is deeply insulting.
5) Sacrifice. This is the deeper side of D/s, it’s where the givers separate themselves from the users. There is nothing that builds a connection faster than doing something unpleasant, when you don’t want to, without being asked, without seeking praise. It’s also very easy to take for granted, which is why you should take your time and don’t give yourself to a Dom who’s a shithead.
6) Own your tantrums. You have feelings, deep intense feelings, if you didn’t you probably wouldn’t be a sub. I encourage you to learn to track when the kettle is about to boil so together we can point the steam in a safe direction. When you fuck up though, and I get a face full of hot water, and you say bad things, you need to accept that in the morning you’ll be held accountable for the things you said even if you didn’t really mean them. This can be a tough pill to swallow, which brings us to our next point:
7) Take it with grace. Ritual and submission are amazing tools to refocus the mind and de-escalate emotions, but the collar is not a magic ring, YOU make the magic. You make it by catching yourself, by breathing into your rituals, by transforming frustration and stress into submission and present moment awareness. Each repetition is a form of emotional alchemy much in the same way that CBT thought-stopping is, (that’s Cognitive Behavioral Therapy, not Cock and Ball Torture, you perverts).
8) Help us to evolve. I’m talking about recognizing that every human being is a little bit lost in their own way, and the difference is that Doms don’t have someone constantly fixating on how to guide us into being better versions of ourselves. Deftly guiding power figures in the directions they need to go is the forte’ of the masterful submissive, and the difference between that and manipulation is that you always have the person’s own interests at heart, even when they conflict with your own. It’s easy to love a Dom as an archetype or a caricature, but to evaluate a whole human being, and desire to kneel for them anyways is the deepest expression of love. You and I may have different toolboxes, but we are building the same house.
9) Stick around. Fact is, most subs vanish as soon as the honeymoon wears off. This phenomenon of women who beg for submission then pull the ripcord at 3-7 months once it’s no longer all about them makes Doms cynical, hard, and reluctant to engage, and further shrinks the pool of the few decent guys who can do this stuff well. I think a lot of this stems from the idea that Dominance is something that’s being done to you, and not with you. If you empower yourself as a co-creator of the dynamic, you’ll be able to make it last longer. I think it might also stem from the fact that a good chunk of lifestylers (both Dom and sub) are emotionally broken jackasses. Sorry, I’m a dick.
10) Cut us some ‘effin slack for god sakes. Being a Dom is a LOT of work, it requires time, focus, and a wide open emotional bandwidth. It takes discipline to hold your ground when things are difficult, knowing that if you repair them with vanilla ‘bargaining’ tactics you will also dissolve the dynamic in the process. As a sub starts to see you as more human, it gets harder. When she/he gets to the “resistance” stage of the relationship, it gets harder. As real life starts to throw you curve balls, it gets harder. Aside from the emotional aspect of things, what it takes to keep things fresh and interesting is an aspect that is hard to appreciate until you’re the one in charge. The thing they don’t tell you about being a Dom is that even if you have the gravitas to make a girl melt, if you don’t have the creativity to constantly invent and reinvent new twists on a very old theme, you’re just a tall dark stranger standing there with your dick in your hand. Sometimes I think this is why geeks end up being better Doms than their smokey eyed, jack-booted, ‘true dom’ counterparts.
The point here is that the big “D” takes more than you think and there are going to be days, even weeks when we’re not going to be able to pull it off. I can tell you from experience that nothing means more to a Dom than when you still keep your rituals even through the thin times. Holding that space shows your strength, and you can take tremendous pride in serving with poise where your vanilla counterpart might be nagging and whining. With your devotion you pull us back like a compass, beckoning towards what is truly important, this secret journey of trust and growth that we are both on together.
I could not possibly love this more. ❤️
I very much needed this today. I will read this over and over as Im struggling through my current boil over moment
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Daddy! ❤️ 💋
*looks at Daddy and giggles*
He always grips me as he drives. It's such a small subtle thing but it makes me feel so safe and secure.
This! ❤️ 💋
My Daddy always touches me when we drive too, or I touch Him so He can focus
Good morning babygirl. Do you want an orgasm?
Exactly how my Daddy wakes me up 💖💖💖💖
so incredibly blessed to have found this all in You ~
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And I call him Daddy! ❤️ 💋
I call mine Daddy too!!! 🥰
I have yet to write about this here on my tumblr as this was the first time I had been honestly punished by @dolls-daddy-dom. I messed up... in truth I had messed up twice big time. With Daddy and I living separately I have two Big Rules I am supposed to follow. The first being that I post a minimum of once a week in my sub journal. This allows Daddy to see where my mind is, how I am feeling about us, about what's going on around me, and if I am stressed or not. I tend to avoid telling Him things subconsciously as I do not want to put more on His plate than He already has, or I tend to minimize my feelings thinking them not important, until things get so bad I fall apart. I write better than I tend to speak so a journal was a better way to let Daddy see what is going on with His Doll. The second rule is that no matter what is going on, unless it is an emergency or very important I am to make sure to talk to Him on the phone before He goes to work. This is "Our Time". Since Daddy's hours changed at work we don't get to have time to talk on the phone a lot or spend time together gaming like we used to. Our time has shortened considerably and it is just as hard on Him as it is me. It is our time to keep communication open and to enjoy that moment of connection that we otherwise would not have till we see each other again. I broke both these rules.
The journal I broke as I allowed myself to get too busy and then enjoyed time gaming instead of writing. It wasn't purposefully done, but I realized that when I got back from visiting Him that it had been two weeks since my last journal entry. I hadn't even realized it. I had been so busy getting back into my usual schedule that I hadn't even noticed until I was making a journal entry. I knew that Daddy would be calling me out on this, and I was fully prepared to accept the punishment. The only thing I didn't realize was that I was going to screw up on a bigger rule.
I missed Daddy's call...
It was partially my fault and partially my Mother's. I was just getting ready to be situated to relax and talk to Him when she decided she wanted me to go ahead and start yams for sweet potato pies and prepping the candied yams. I also ended up starting the collard greens. Throughout all this cooking what I failed to realize is I left my phone in the bedroom. By the time I figured it out, it was already 12, Daddy was already in work, and He had called twice and text me several times. I immediately text Him apologizing for me, and my Mom who is fully aware of my lifestyle, but I knew I would not be getting out of punishment. I kept texting most of the night going from feeling horrible to outright panic. He was not texting me back. All I could do to keep from falling apart was remind myself that He was busy at work. I finally got a text from Him at almost 3am. He had been busy at work. He wasn't upset... it was worse... He was "Disappointed, but I understand because you were helping your Mom." So, no date set for a spanking, but He was disappointed which is way way worse than any spanking I could get.
My punishment was delivered at 8:20 in the morning after He was home and had showered for bed, which means He used that time to think about how to handle this. I was sleep, but woke soon as the text came across, and my heart dropped. "I made it home safely Doll... As for your punishment... you and I will not talk, text, or communicate for 24hrs (unless you have an emergency or something very important to discuss)... you can respond to this message to let me know you received it, but we will not have any form of communication after that until 0820 hours on Thursday November 26... Hopefully this will let you know the importance of me talking to you before work... love you Doll." I immediately had tears in my eyes, a lump in my throat, and heartache of not being able to talk to Him, to check on Him at work or anything, but still I accepted my fate.
After responding I passed out again after crying myself to sleep, then got up and had to stop myself from texting Him. Throughout the day I had this same problem as I cooked for Thanksgiving. My mood was so down, and my Mom tried to help and it did a little, but I spent the entire day being reminded of Him even in movies we watched. I kept wanting to text Him my cooking accomplishments, kept wanting to share things with Him, etc. When 9pm came around I immediately thought that He was getting ready for work, 10pm He was leaving the house. I kept looking for a text, mentally begging for some kind of message that He was at work safely, that He missed me, something... I got nothing. I was so upset and frustrated then I realized this is how Daddy felt. This is why talking is so important so we don't feel this way. I poured everything I was feeling in the journal since I couldn't talk to Him.
I fought hard to stay awake until 8:20, but all the crying I had done wore me out and I failed. I didn't talk to Him till 12, even though He messaged me at 8:36am as soon as He got out the shower. We spoke a lot that day and I told Him everything I had felt and I apologized again, and He requested a journal entry on what I learned which I did do. We have recovered and healed and I now know the importance of keeping our routine.
This entry is not about what I learned, but about sharing a horrible experience that may help another Dom/Sub pairing. I am not big on withholding communication as a punishment unless it fits the crime. In my case it did. It allowed me to see what I put my Dom through. I already knew talking to me before work helps Him get through a job He no longer enjoys on a shift He hates, but I didn't comprehend the emotional turmoil I put Him through. Sometimes an extreme measure is needed to get a point across before it becomes too big a problem to save. I have learned my lesson.
-Doll
November 29, 2020