Who’s the Daddy?


by sub-Bee

Wicked Wednesday

Throughout my life I’ve always been fiercely independent, I rarely let anyone do anything for me and have never felt the need to let someone look after me but recently I’ve started to relinquish some of that control. It’s hasn’t been easy and it’s been in tiny small steps.

Sir absolutely relishes in the fact I now openly ask him to do ‘man-jobs’ which are usually silly tasks like opening a jam jars, before I would try every trick in the book, including using a latex outfit as a way of getting that extra grip I needed, now I just thrust it in his direction shouting ‘MAN-JOB’.

I also like crawling onto his lap and snuggling into him as wraps his arms around me for a lovely big cuddle which is even better when he least expects it as it always makes him smile and he has such an amazing smile. I adore laying with my head on his shoulder or lap watching TV while he strokes my head and when he tells me I’ve been a good girl I absolutely burst with pride.

But it’s made me realise there’s a whole side to me I hadn’t realised existed, somehow he has started to release my inner little! So much so I wore my hair in bunches, in public, for the first time ever a few weeks ago. I even skipped along the promenade whilst wearing them, although I’ll blame the mix of wine and sea air for that! Even as a child I wouldn’t wear my hair like that or skip along I was too much of a tomboy for that and I haven’t really changed, I much prefer jeans and a t-shirt to skirts and heels, I’m now just well aware of the affect they have.

It has started making me question our dynamic though, we’re certainly not into age play, although I have on occasion dressed as a schoolgirl for him. And he does having a caring, encouraging and nurturing way with me so it fits with the Daddy Dom dynamic, however that term just doesn’t sit right with us. If that’s what works for you, then great, but it just feels uncomfortable to us, except on those odd occasions I’m feeling bratty and call him Daddy just to get a reaction. But normally if I’m going to call myself his little, then he’s my Big.

Written by sub-Bee

Kinky submissive who loves to share her naughty side here at atosubbee.com

You can also find me here: @sub_bee

4 thoughts on “Who’s the Daddy?”

  1. Ashley says:

    Big/little stuff is a fundamental part of our dynamic but not in any traditional sort of sense. I rarely act “little” but there are things every day which reminds me that he’s in charge and the adult and I am the little (in fact he calls me “medium”- not really a grown up). Simple things like holding his hand palm in palm not gripping through fingers. We call it little paw. Age play needn’t just be you colouring and playing in the bath, it can just be the little things. There are no rules nor right and wrong. Have fun x

  2. Molly says:

    This piece really hit a spot with me. With have been skirting around the topic of ‘little’ a lot more recently. Little (excuse the pun) things along the way have gradually informed us both that there is something about it that attracts us both and yet I have still struggled with it. I need to wrote more about that because I have come to realise that one of the main things that was causing the problem for me was the term ‘Daddy’ but your post suddenly caused me realise that I can be a little to his Sir… being little doesn’t mean by default he has to be Daddy… a term that doesn’t really work for either of us


  3. Marie Rebelle says:

    This is such a lovely post, and I really like the term Big/little 🙂

    Rebel xox

  4. Anonymous Daddy's Girl says:

    It’s like you’ve encapsulated so much of how I feel in your post. I am so independent that I annoy myself at my inability to ask for help sometimes, but then out comes my inner little when my husband is around. Even with my online identity, the term feels awkward and I sometimes shy away from it, but that’s what our dynamic essentially is (a fair bit of the time anyway)…thanks, ADG x

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