His Role Is To Make Her Feel Safe. To Give Her A Space Where She Can Be Her True Self. Where She Doesn’t

Let daddy spoil you baby girl. Let me wash away those worries and stresses of the day. Let yourself relax and rest and know that you are safe in daddy’s care. Always protected and loved and cared for. Feel the warm water washing through your hair and over your skin. Daddy’s strong hands and fingers slipping through your hair, massaging your scalp, caressing your head, neck, your cheeks. Feel those worries rinsing away with each caress, with each pour of the warm water over your skin. Feel daddy’s love flowing over you with the water, filling you up and nourishing your heart and soul. Let me spoil you and renew you, baby girl! Daddy’s precious beautiful angel!

This is a great list and so very true. You find a lot of this toxicity in Dd/lg and D/s relationships too. It is so important to establish a healthy relationship no matter what relationship type you are in. It is important that your partner is always respectful of you, your needs, your boundaries, your goals in life and that they always support your personal growth. If your partner doesn’t do this for you then you need to rethink your relationship. If you can’t do this for your partner then you need to work on your own issues and trauma first. There’s nothing cool, sexy or romantic about toxic habits. Build good relationships, respect yourself and your partner. Always!

What I mean when I say "toxic monogamy culture"

the normalization of jealousy as an indicator of love

the idea that a sufficiently intense love is enough to overcome any practical incompatibilities

the idea that you should meet your partner’s every need, and if you don’t, either you’re inadequate or they’re too needy

the idea that a sufficiently intense love should cause you to cease to be attracted to anyone else

the idea that commitment is synonymous with exclusivity

the idea that marriage and children are the only valid teleological justifications for being committed to a relationship

the idea that your insecurities are always your partner’s responsibility to tip-toe around and never your responsibility to work on

the idea that your value to a partner is directly proportional to the amount of time and energy they spend on you, and it is in zero-sum competition with everything else they value in life

the idea that being of value to a partner should always make up a large chunk of how you value yourself

When daddy sees his baby girl looking sexy across the room and giving daddy that come fuck me smile! 😍😂😂

What if it could be, baby girl? All the sweet and tender things. All the dirty and naughty things. Which would you crave more? The cuddles and kisses? The collar and the leash? The soft strokes and tender kisses. Or the hard strokes and strong grasp claiming your delicate flesh? Would you pick one over the other? Would you want them both? The soft and sweet leading to the hard and rough. Leading back to the soft and tender. Over and over until you are destroyed, wasted, spent! A quivering mess im daddy’s arms. Ready to be pieced back together again. Ready to be rebuilt with daddy’s love and need for you. What if all that could be?

What if everything you imagined could be real this Valentine’s Day Little One?

Sometimes I look at my hand as it rests on your skin. My worn hand, veins visible along my muscled forearm and over my hand, the wrinkles, the scars, the calluses. Such a contrast to your soft, perfect skin. So youthful, so vibrant and pristine. So full of life and vigor. I think of all that my hands have seen and done through the years. Having been through so much that your youth has yet to experience. I feel the loss of those years. Especially when I think of all the years and life and adventures you have yet to experience. You are so blessed and I am excited for the life you have ahead of you. I want to share it all with you. To see it all anew through your precious eyes. To show you the things I’ve learned and lost. To share so much with you. But how long will we have to share those things? I feel those years weigh on me and know that our time together may only be the blink of an eye, a small piece of your journey and your life story. Whatever my part to play will be I will always cherish it and the time with you. My sweet amazing baby girl!

- it's love, when soul falls for a soul

How I want that kiss, crave that kiss! Unable to spend one moment more in this world without it. Like air to breathe I need it to exist. I need to feel those soft lips against mine. I need you to feel all my desire and feelings for you poured into that one act. I need to feel your soft tongue dance with mine. I need to cup and caress your face, feel your warmth and softness. I need to feel your warm breath against my lips, your soft moan into my mouth as you melt into me. Give me that kiss, my love, and all that it promises!

Mmmm can we start the morning like this baby girl? Fresh hot cup of coffee as we languidly fuck in the morning light. Spending all morning in bed playing and talking and fucking. A tangled mess together. Letting the world slip past us, lost in time as we caress and touch and taste each other. Fingers stroking hair, caressing curves, lips kissing, tongues teasing. Whispered words of desire, dreams and silliness all weaving together to make a sweet beautiful dream of a morning. Can we start every morning like this baby girl?