I tend to be a pretty independent girl. I like to know I can provide for and take care of myself. My independent streak has cause problems in some of my relationships…. boys like to feel needed and I am not always good making them feel that way.
While I love that I can be independent, there are times when I really crave romance…. I want to be cared for and cherished…. I want a boy who asks me out on dates on a regular basis, brings me flowers just for fun, who opens the door for me. That kind of protectiveness and attention makes me feel girly and pretty and special. It makes me blush. It makes me glow.
Boyfriend installed a magic TV box in our bedroom. This led to us watching porn…. which led to us playing together…. which led Hubby to come see what the noise was…. which led to fun triad playtime. Hoooorrraaaaaay!
I haven’t posted one of these in a while, so here we are.
Being a Daddy(I use this dominant term because I am one, not because I feel other titles are excluded from this)is more about what you do out of the bedroom, aftercare, etc. Yes, sex is a part of the life, it has to be.
However, it takes a good Daddy to handle the shit that crops up when not in bed. K and I have discussed it at length before. We refer to it as babygirl dark space. That place in a girl’s mind where the world is collapsing around them, and they are drowning in their emotions. Being a good Daddy is walking into that dark space, that raging storm of emotions and carrying your girl back out. They will fight you, because they’re afraid, but you can’t react, you must be strong. Your strength is hers in that moment. She will pull it from you, and you must not waver.
I think this is true for many types of relationships, though especially true for D/s relationships. The current chaos and limbo of my life often results in me feeling beat down emotional and overwhelmed. While I have special people in my life who are willing to listen, *so* often I wish I had someone who would just step in and take care of me and protect me. I’m sure having to work through things on my own may leave me stronger, but I worry sometimes that it causes me to distance myself from the things and people that hurt…. And honestly, it would just be nice to have that feeling of being so loved, so cherished, so protected.