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The Control We Have

Posted in 24/7, abuse, Adult Baby, Aftercare, and Respect, anger, bdsm, Bond, Bottle, communication, control, controlling, Conversation on January 10, 2013 by thekinkyworldofvile

You look at the world of BDSM , we come with different fetish’s, different needs, for us Dominants needs and wants. We all come in different shapes and sizes, different cultures, different demographics. This is what makes the lifestyle so interesting, no matter what we are looking for, with the proper patience we can find the perfect partner.

We have Dominants, we have Daddy Doms, we have sadist, sadist who are not dominant or one can be a sadist and a Dominant. We have Baby girls who play the little brat role, masochist who are not submissive, and those who are both sub and masochist.  We have those into rubber fetish, diapers, pony and pet play. Those into age play. The list just goes on and on, it is never ending. The learning process is never ending. I know myself I learn something new everyday, I have the need to continue to grow, and learn. Most of all I have the need to be in control, being in control is not a want, being a Dominant is not a want it is a need, almost like a drug. My needs grow daily .

Us Dominants have a high standard, we are looked at differently, and those who are submissive or a slave expect different from us. We are looked up to, we are asked to guide, train to fit our needs, we tell one to trust, while we work to gain trust. We must show control 24/7. We seldom show emotions, we seldom share our feelings, we seldom truly open up. We view these things as a weakness. The lifestyle is one that one must show consistency, we have to stand by our word. Most of all we have to be truthful at all times, no excuses.

While I am in total control, the rights my slave has are those I allow her to have. I have the control where she sits, which is not on the furniture, with the exception of eating dinner. My slave never takes the first bite of food. I control everything. I am not going to go over the list, but I am sure one can imagine. My slave is for my use, sexual or not. My slave is for my service.

What does she get out of all of this. How could I possibly repay the gift of submission, that she has giving me. She gives her all without question. She trust me enough to put her life in my hands. She trust me enough to know that I would not do anything to hurt or jeopardize her or her career. How can one truly repay such a gift.

Well she knows I am there for her, be it physical or emotional. She knows when something is on her mind, or something is bothering her, I am there for her. She knows we have an open line of communication. She knows when she needs to be held, I will hold her. She knows I will keep my word. She knows when she needs me, I will drop what ever I am doing.She knows I am loyal without question. She knows I will never scream or yell, call her names out of anger. She knows I will never put her down. She knows I will support her in anything she may want to do. In my opinion she gets a lot in return.

She trust that the control she gives up, I will not take advantage of. She knows I will not push her to the point of breaking. She also knows I am there on not only the good days but the bad days as well. She knows when she calls I will answer my phone no matter what.

The BDSM relationship can be very rewarding, you can feel your needed, and wanted. Yes again the communication. Every night Tish and I sit indian style on the bed and we talk about anything and everything, this is her free time to say what ever is on her mind.

Are all Dominants like me, I would say not a chance, do all dominants want to be like me, again not a chance. Do all dominants agree with my views, again very few. The thing is I am me and I refuse to change anything about who or what I am.

When I say the word slave, I say it in a control manner. I do not want Tish to be my maid, my cook, clean the house, or do all the laundry. I do my fair share. I do most of the cooking, I do laundry, fuck I even make the bed at times. Being a slave does not make one a doormat.

I very seldom get angry, or if I do I seldom show it, although a short while back, I had someone who I thought was a friend push my patience, and I got pretty verbal. I never show my anger towards my property.

Things we should and should not do as Dominants.

We should never come between family and friends. The slave or submissive’s family should always come first we come second. We should not dictate who their friends can be, they were friends before we came into the picture. I will say this about the friend thing, if there was any type of sexual play, I can put a stop to that.

We should allow the submissive or slave down time. Time to breath, go out shopping, the movies, or even a girls night out. They need down time, it is like when we sleep at night our body repairs its self, I look at down time as having the same benefit.

We have so much control at times it can be scary. We have a great responsibility. We have to think things out more clearly. After all we are doing the thinking of two, not one.

We should cherish what we have.

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The Baby Girl

Posted in 24/7, Aftercare, Baby Girl, bdsm, blow job, Bottle, cum, Daddy Dom, dress, Fetish, Kink, kinky, Love, oral, oral sex, Punishment on November 5, 2012 by thekinkyworldofvile

We have all seen this Article but it gives more detail information on the Daddy Dom relationship, before my story.

He is called Daddy and she loves sitting on his lap. She is his little girl and she loves the fact that her daddy will take care of her and will make sure that she stays a good little girl. She is not under 16, 17, or even 18. She is a fully-grown woman, consenting to a dynamic where her dominant takes the position of a father figure with some additional benefits. They are not really father and daughter either, so there is no incest. They are not breaking the law. They are simply living their truth. She can continue to be her little girl. She can run around like a teenager and be irresponsible sometimes. She knows she will be punished, but she knows that her daddy will not hold it against her either.The daddy figure commands and earns the respect of his little girl and they have a dominant/ submissive type arrangement too. These are not typical sadists or masochists. There will be a fair amount of spanking, paddling or flogging, but you would not find a lot of hard-core pain play in this group. There will be a bigger focus on sexual intimacy though and terms for this are different from the rest of the BDSM world. The genitalia will be named as if this really were a little girl and her daddy will call her all the other names that other dominants use for their submissives.

Although the average age of age players would be 10 to 14 in their “role”, there are also prepubescent girls and “babies” in these relationships. A daddy might want a “baby” and his little girl (of 20 and upwards) would be the baby for him. She would wear diapers and be fed like a baby would be. It is a different type of fetish, as not all people would really get this type of play. There are those in the lifestyle who confuse this type of relationship with the things mentioned earlier in the article as well. It has been proven over and over again that this little understood dynamic is actually a way of nurturance and accepting love and care from another who is dominant and has everything daddy never did, even if there always was a daddy fantasy.

These submissives are often the little princesses too, the ones who get to be Hannah Montana for the rest of their lives and who get the adult privileges of being sexually active with someone who loves them, fulfills their need to be controlled and all their other fetishes. They are the ones that are cherished beyond compare and that could get away with that cute little smile. Their submission is a gift to those daddy doms lucky enough to have found their girls. This is not like the harsher master and slave dynamic where the slave could never try to force the fact that their being there is a gift.

It is a beautiful thing to behold though as little girls are often dressed as little girls. I have seen little Alice in Wonderland, bows, lace and frilly pink dresses. I have seen cute cotton underwear and women free enough and confident enough to just be that perpetual girl. It is a delight to see them kneel when they have misbehaved and to see the genuine concern when their daddy is upset. Little girls often get to sit in a corner and think about what they did wrong before daddy spanks them. There is a lot of guidance from the daddy doms for their little girls and one gets the feeling that this is perhaps the category of dominant that could be classified as the gentlest dom around. Daddies are often a wellspring of information for their little girls and would give information and training on other things such as career advice or money matters as well. Lessons learned are also reinforced with rewards the next time the little girl succeeds in handling a difficult situation at work or at home. It is all about teaching the so-called little girl about life and how to live it responsibly while allowing her to feel safe in little girl space when she needs it.

It may not be your thing and it might be difficult to understand that anyone could envision sleeping with “daddy”, but it also leads to a healthy outlet for people who do have fantasies about this. Daddy is not daddy then and the little girl is not the teen next door. It all seems a lot more acceptable then as two consenting adults agree to play out their fantasy with each other.

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This is a very interesting relationship, much different from your normal BDSM relationship. A Baby girl needs a lot of attention, as pet if you will. She requires a great deal of Guidance from her owner.

The aftercare is much different, mainly because it is on going daily.

Although it has nothing to do with incest as many will think. Even when I have spoken to other submissive’s and slave, when I brought the subject up, that I have played that role, that was the end of the conversation.Mainly because of the incest issue.

I moved right out of a Sadist role right into a Daddy, Baby Girl relationship. I found out real fast, that the amount of attention was far greater.

Being a Sadist, I went through a large transformation, almost over night. After we had met, it was the first time I had ever been in the state of awe. To have someone just engulf my mind, to the point I could think of no one else.

It was not the same as an Adult Baby, I have never taking that step nor do I really wish to. I just cannot see me changing a diaper.

In the relationship, I found that I was letting her relive part of her life she had never experienced, coming from a controlling home, and later in her life she became a cutter. Although she was forced into counseling  it really never went anywhere.

The first month or so, I really had doubts about the relationship, the amount of attention, speaking to her in a much different way. The punishments were much different. Corner Time, taking coloring books away, no Tv time, Taking something away that was very dear to her.

Many Baby Girls require what is called Micro-Management , which in itself if not healthy, and in the end can really cause more harm than good. You are taking all the thinking from her, any type of responsibility from her. She is just there.

It took me about six months to get into the swing of things, and yes I had to reach out to other Dominants, almost daily, mainly because I did not understand her way of thinking.

Unlike Chong who was a Introvert which by the way I truly love. This relationship she was more vocal, while I was home all my time had to be devoted to her.

When we first met the topic of S & M did come up, which was one of her main concerns. I made no promises, but insured her I would do my best to meet her needs. What I found was the communication was much more deeper, and consumed much of our time.

We went to Kmart and she wanted to go to the baby section, she picked out some hair clips, and a couple of baby bottles. There was no need to question, I already knew where this was going.

I would bath her every night once finished, I would help her dress. Her favorite thing to sleep in was a one piece pajama outfit, that had feet. She had cut a slit in the crotch, and hemmed it. This was so I still had access while in bed. Yea very Hot.

I tucked her into bed, and went to the kitchen and warmed up some milk, and filled the bottle. Once in bed she laid her head on my chest and I fed her, until she was fast a sleep. This was a nightly ritual and in time I grew to look forward to bed time.

She worked part time, so I would lay her clothes out for the next morning, I prepared her lunch for work, and walked her to the car every morning.

I could not believe someone had consumed my mind so much, it was like she was the one in control at times.

On the upside of things I enjoyed all the school girl outfits, A different one everyday, which made it interesting thinking about what she would be wearing when I arrived home.

Although I had been a sadist in the past, there were things that replaced my sadistic nature in the relationship, or perhaps the reality of really caring, and knowing I was with someone who was truly devoted.

Then came the sex. The sex was incredible, and it was the first time, I had been able to cum, and keep going until I came again. The pussy control was incredible, the muscle control she had, she could actually get on top, and lift herself up and little bit,and push my cock out. I knew the first time we had sex she was a keeper. I had also never met anyone who just loved to suck cock. I like when a submissive just takes it upon herself to pull my cock out of the blue,and start sucking. Something else that was really hot, I would wake up in the middle of the night to her masturbating and of course, by the time she finished, I was ready to hit it.

Although I am not into the incest thing, the three words that would cause me to blow. Fuck Me Daddy, I would get chill bumps and explode.

Although things did turn sour at the end, I take full blame. It was I in the end that caused the relationship to come to an end. The thing is I will still have all those good memory’s.

Now married with a child, teaching at a college here in Florida, yea I did okay..

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