Daddy’s Girl

It has been a very long and stressful day
Everything that could have possibly gone wrong, had
The responsibilities of her position had weighed heavily on her
Her job has placed her in a seat of power
She takes great pride in the fact that they chose her for the task
But authority does not suit her nature
Some days the pressure is so great that she wishes that she could run away
Today was one of those days
But her day is over now
She has survived it once again
As she drives home, she is near tears
She knows that He is at home waiting for her
He is her Master
Her best friend
Her lover
He is her greatest supporter
She is home now
Her shoulders slump slightly as she walks to the door
Quietly she enters the house
As she stands in the doorway, He rises and comes to her
Gently He places His hands on her shoulders
Without a word, He looks into her eyes
She says nothing
There is no need for words
He knows what her day was like
He knows that it has been almost too much for her
And He knows exactly what she needs
Silently He takes her hand in His and leads her slowly to their bedroom
Still no words have been spoken
With slow and practiced movements, He begins to undress her
She offers no resistance and no complaints
As each article of clothing is removed, it is folded neatly and placed upon the bed
She is naked now
For a moment He stands before her, His eyes traveling over her
She is lovely
Long, silky, redish-brown hair hanging just below her shoulders
Deep, emerald-green eyes
Soft, full lips
Creamy white skin
Perky little breasts
Dark pink nipples
A soft smooth tummy
Long legs, like a dancer
For a long second His eyes come to rest on the smooth-shaven mound between her thighs
A smile crosses His face, as He moves around her
She stands quietly, waiting
She can hear Him moving around behind her
Moments pass
She gives a small start when He places His hand on her shoulder
Softly He speaks to her
“Turn around, my love”.
Slowly, as if in a dream, she obeys
He is holding something in His hand
Her mind is still too numb to be very curious
Again He speaks
“You have had a very long day, my pet”.
Slowly she nods her head and replies
“Yes, Sir…it was a very long day”.
He smiles in sympathy
“I think that I know just what you need to make you feel better”.
“Tonight, we are going to play a new game”.
A slight frown turns down the corners of her mouth
She knows her Master well
She knows intimately the types of games that He enjoys
She is not sure that she is up to it tonight
She would never deny Him His pleasure or refuse to serve Him
However, tonight, she afraid that she will disappoint Him
Once more He speaks to her
“I have gotten some things for you”.
A mild sense of excitement begins to grow in her
She loves presents
But still there is that sense of unease and the fear of His disappointment
“Would you like to see what I have gotten you”?
Again she nods and answers
“Yes, Master”.
Warmly He smiles at her
“Sit down and I will show you”.
Slowly she sinks down onto the edge of the bed
Once she is settled, He begins
Slowly He holds up a pair of cotton panties
They are white with small pink and yellow flowers printed on them
He turns them around and she sees that there are ruffles across the back of them
“Do you like them, my sweet”?
A look of mild confusion comes to her face before she answers
“Yes, Master…they are very cute”.
With a smile He hands them to her
“I want you to put them on”.
Without a word she takes them and pulls them on
He is still smiling down at her
Once she has gotten the panties on and has returned to her place on the bed, He continues
Next He pulls out a pink cotton t-shirt
“I think that pink is a very good color for you”
The confusion is still quite evident on her face, but she nods her agreement
“Raise your arms”.
Without thinking, she obeys
Gently He pulls the shirt down over her arms…over her head
Slowly He pulls it down over her breasts
Over her tummy
He stands back and looks at her
Her eyes are searching His face
Looking for a clue to what kind of game this is
His eyes sparkle happily as He produces the next gift
A pair of bib overalls
They are the same shade of pink as the t-shirt that He had just put on her
They are also decorated with brightly colored flowers and dancing teddy bears
The confusion is almost more than she can take
She tries to speak, but before she can say a word His finger presses to her lips
“Hush, my love”.
With an effort she quiets herself
“Stand up”.
Slowly she stands
As she stands before Him, He kneels
“Put your hands on my shoulders and lift your right leg”.
Again she obeys immediately
Carefully He begins to pull the overalls up her leg
He tells her to raise her left leg now
She does and He pulls her new pink clothing up
Now He stands again
Quickly He adjusts and fastens the straps to the bib
Once again He tells her to sit
She obeys without a word
Again He kneels
The next gift He shows her is a pair of fuzzy pink slippers
Without saying a word He slips them onto her bare feet
He stands over her once more and speaks
“I have more gifts for you, but the rest can wait for a bit”.
He reaches down and takes her hands in His
Gently He pulls her to her feet
“Everything is almost right…but there is something missing”.
He leads her to the dressing table at the foot of their bed
Being careful stand between her and the mirror, He sits her down on the padded stool
He moves to her back
A moment passes, then she feels a brush gliding through her hair
Tenderly He works the brush through her hair, removing all of the small tangles
He continues to brush her hair until He is satisfied
Softly He begins to hum behind her as he parts her hair
Skillfully He works pulling her hair into two equal sections
He uses small pink elastics to secure each section
She hears Him place the brush back onto the dressing table
Now His hands come to rest on her shoulders
Softly He begins to massage the tight muscles
“Tell me how you feel”.
He says quietly
She is silent for a short time before she answers
“I feel like a child, Master”.
That was the answer that He wanted
He moves to her side now
“Turn around, my love”.
She turns
She is staring into the mirror
“Tell me what you see”.
Very quietly she replies
“I see a little girl, Master”.
She can see His smile reflected in the glass
Suddenly His smile fades
She is sure that she has done something wrong
“That just won’t do”. He says
“Little girls do not have Masters”.
Her sense of worry begins to grow
His voice is gentle when He speaks again
“What do little girls have”?
Confusion returns to her
“I don’t understand, Master”.
“Who takes care of little girls…who protects them and loves them”?
She thinks for a moment and then with a soft smile she answers
“Their Daddies take care of them, Sir”.
His smile returns
“That is right, my little one…their Daddies take care of them”.
“Since you are now a little girl and I am the one who takes care of you, what am I”?
Uncertainly she answers
“My Daddy”
His smiles brightens
“Yes, love…for tonight, I am your Daddy”.
Her smile is warm and loving
It is now time to take their game to the next stage
He holds out His hand to her
“Come with Daddy, little one”.
Still smiling she takes His hand and rises to follow Him
Once more He leads her
This time, back to the livingroom
He leads her to stand in front of the entertainment center
“Sit down, princess”.
Without hesitation she obeys
She is now sitting on the thick plush carpet with her legs curled under her
He walks across the room and returns with her next gift
Her smile is radiant as her eyes fall on this present
A large, fluffy, white teddy bear
She pulls the bear from His hands and hugs it tightly to her
“Oh thank you, Master…I mean Daddy”!
He leans down and places a gentle kiss on the top of her head
“You are very welcome, princess”.
He moves around her
He leans down and turns on the big screen tv
Next He pops a movie into the dvd player
The screen brightens and music begins to come from the speakers
Almost instantly she recognizes the movie
It was her absolute favorite as a child
The story of a magical princess and her handsome prince
Still hugging her new teddy bear tightly she stares at the screen
Animals dance across the screen, singing a happy song
As she sits there, watching the movie, the cares of the day slide from her
She is changing
The transformation is almost complete
She doesn’t even notice that He is no longer with her
For a long time she watches the tv screen
Then His voice comes to her from another room
“It is time to eat, little one”.
A soft frown crosses her face
“But I wanna watch the movie”!
His voice is firm and insistant this time
“I said that it is time to come eat, love”.
“If you are a good girl, you may finish your movie after dinner”.
That satisfies her and she gets to her feet
Still clutching her teddy bear she walks into the dining room
There on the table is her dinner
A grilled cheese sandwich with the crusts removed and a bowl of tomato soup
Sitting on the table beside her plate and bowl is a small cup of milk
This is not an ordinary cup
This cup has a special lid to keep the contents from spilling if the cup is knocked over
He pulls out her chair
With a happy smile she sits down
He sits down in a chair opposite of her
While she eats, He watches her
She dips her sandwich into the soup
As she raises it to her lips to take a bite, some of the red liquid dribbles down her chin
He picks up His napkin and leans across the table
Tenderly He wipes the soup from her face
She smiles her thanks to Him and continues to eat
In a few moments she has finished her meal
She looks across the table at Him and speaks
“May I go watch the movie now, Daddy”?
He nods His head and says
“Yes, my love…you may go watch your movie now”.
Excitedly she jumps up from her chair and hurries back to take her place before the tv
In a few minutes He joins her
He settles Himself on the overstuffed sofa
His gaze wanders from the images on the screen to her
He can sense the depth of her change
He can tell that she is truly happy
Soon the movie is over
It has grown dark out
She turns to Him and asks
“May I please watch another movie, Daddy”?
Seconds pass as He thinks about her request
Then He answers
“No, princess…it is time for your bath now”.
She frowns at Him
Her lower lip protruding slightly
She is beautiful when she pouts
“I don’t wanna take a bath now, Daddy”!
He rises and comes to stand over her
“It is bath time, my love and I will not have any argument about it”.
Her pouting intensifies slightly
He is holding out His hand to her
With a sigh she reaches up and takes His hand
Slowly He pulls her up and leads her down the hall to the bath room
Now He is at the tub…turning the taps
He places His hand under the running water and adjusts the temperature
Before He returns to her, He pours some perfumed liquid into the bath
Now He begins to undress her
Once she is naked, He reaches up and takes her hair down
The tub is now full of water and fragrant bubbles
“Into the tub, little one”.
Carefully she steps into the tub
For a moment she simply stands there
Then slowly she settles herself into the very warm and bubbly water
He kneels down beside the tub
His hand dips into the water and comes out holding a fluffy sponge
Slowly and tenderly He begins to bathe her
The sponge traveling up and down her back
Next the sponge moves to her chest
Lower
He is now gently scrubbing her firm little breasts
He can see her nipples stiffen at the touch
Over and over He moves the sponge across her pink nipples
Her eyes are closed slightly and she is breathing slowly and deeply
Now He moves lower
The sponge gliding over her belly
Lower still
Back and forth across her thighs
Gently He forces the soft sponge between her thighs
She moans softly and instinctively her legs spread
Softly He presses the sponge against her
Rubbing slowly
He continues this for a few minutes
She is becoming very aroused
But that is not what this game is about
Suddenly He pulls the sponge away from her
He resumes her bath
Washing her legs…her feet
Once He has finished, He removes the stopper from the tub and lets the water drain out
“Stand up, princess”.
Slowly and carefully she stands
Her body covered in thick white bubbles
Now He turns on the shower
The warm water washes the bubbles from her body
He takes her hand and helps her out of the tub
He takes a thick towel from the rod on the wall and begins to dry her
She is clean and dry now
Quietly He leaves the room
When He comes back He is holding another present
He hands her a pair of pajamas
They are made of soft flannel and are decorated with playful kitten and puppies
“Put them on, princess”.
As she moves to obey she says
“Yes, Daddy”.
As she begins to dress He leaves the room
When He returns she is dressed and waiting
“Now it is bed time, my sweet one”.
He expects some argument or resistance
But her bath has relaxed her and she is tired
Once more He takes her by the hand and leads her to the bedroom
Without being told she climbs up on the bed and stretches out
It is now His turn to undress
Quickly He strips down to His boxers and climbs in beside her
It is time for her final gift
He reaches over to the table beside the bed and picks up a baby bottle
It is full of her favorite juice
Her eyes are wide as He hands her the bottle
Slowly she takes it from Him
With an uncertain look she places the nipple in her mouth and begins to suck
Gently He pulls her closer
His arms wrap around her
Quietly He whispers in her ear
“Daddy loves you”.
“You are a very good little girl”
Her breathing becomes deep and steady
As she relaxes in His arms He continues to whisper soft soothing words to her
In a few moments she is asleep and dreaming of her Daddy


CCopyright JD "Wolf" Sims 2003

An Older Poem, Written By: Me

Freedom


She enters the room slowly
Her eyes adjusting to the dim light
She knows this room well
This is the place of punishment
The hardwood floor is cold beneath her feet
Slowly she looks around the room
Her brow creases slightly, in question, as she sees her sisters
They are kneeling quietly, on cushions at the back of the room
Her eyes come to rest on the high-backed chair, that is the sole piece of furniture present
That is His seat
The seat of judgment
Slowly, gracefully she kneels on the cushion in the center of the room
Her head bowed in shame and submission
Silently she awaits His arrival
This is not a new experience for her
She has been here many times
This is just another in a long line of punishments for her
Only the presence of her sisters is unusual
As she waits, her mind drifts back over the punishments of the past
The times he scolded and lectured her
The lengthy written assignments
The additional chores
Being excluded from family activities
Being made to kneel in the corner of the large living room during a formal dinner party
So many punishments
So many times she has disappointed her Master
So many times she has disobeyed Him
But He is a very patient and gentle Master
Always, He has forgiven her
Even after her last visit to this place
A visit that resulted in a brutal encounter with Masters cane
The scars from that night are still bright pink on her bottom and thighs
But, even then He had forgiven her
The sound of His footsteps brings her thoughts back to the present
Silence falls again
Still her eyes remain on the floor in front of her
Long moments pass
Something is very different
Tension charges the air around her
The skin at the back of her neck prickles
Uneasiness sets butterflies to fluttering in her tummy
She feels the heat of His stare
His voice is strong and deep, when he speaks
“Stand”
That one word jolts her like a lightning bolt
Slowly she rises to her feet
Her head still bowed
The tension and anxiety growing within her
Again His voice rocks her like a physical blow
“Look at me”
Hesitantly her head comes up
Her eyes traveling up his body
Every detail of His appearance burning itself into her mind
Their eyes meet
His dark eyes search hers
No longer is she nervous
Anxiety has given way to fear
For long moments their eyes remain locked
His gaze bores into her pale green eyes
He looks deep into her very soul
Without thinking, she clasps her hands in front of her
She knows that He sees her shaking
With a deep sigh, He tears His eyes from hers
His voice is soft and steady
“ Turn “.
Without hesitation she turns from Him
Her body trembles as she feels Him approach
His hands rest lightly on her shoulders
Her body tenses
She braces herself for her punishment
The sound of her own heartbeat pounds in her ears
She looks to the back of the room
Her sisters still kneel there
With an effort of will she forces a small smile
No smiles answer hers
One by one their heads bow
They will not look at her
Why will they not look at her?
Confusion and hurt momentarily replace the fear she feels
He speaks
“ Who are you”?
Her voice is shaky and small, as she replies
“I am yours, Master”.
“I am whoever and whatever you wish me to be”.
She has answered this question a thousand times
But this time is different
This time she answers from her heart
She hears the soft sound of His breathing behind her
“Why did you come to me”?
This question is also familiar to her
Again, for the first time, she answers sincerely
“ To serve you”
“To learn from you”
“ To bring you pleasure, happiness and honor”
“To be guided and molded by you”
His grip on her shoulders tightens slightly
“What did you offer in return for these things”?
Her mouth moves
The beginning of an answer forms on her lips, but dies before it is spoken
She takes a deep shuddering breath and speaks
“I offered all that I am, Master”.
“I offered my loyalty, my trust, my obedience, my complete submission “
“I offered my mind, body and soul”
Again His grip tightens a bit
His voice is not as steady, when he speaks
“I took you into my home”
“Made you a part of my family and my life”
“I have tried to help you on your journey
Tried to help you become strong and proud in your submission
I gave you sisters to love you and help you learn
I protected you
Loved you
Held your hand when you were afraid
I opened up a whole world to you
His voice begins to waver
The strength of His emotion washes over and through her
He is silent for a while
His ragged breath is warm on her skin
His words are calm and control as He again begins to speak
Time and again you have disobeyed me
Time and again you have been punished
And still you misbehave
Slowly His hands move
Gathering her long black hair into His grip
Gently he moves the hair from the back of her neck
I have tried so very hard to teach you
I have given you countless chances to be a good girl
His fingers tremble as they move to the steel buckle of her collar
She feels the touch and her knees threaten to give way
He continues
Perhaps I am not the one to teach you
Perhaps you aren’t ready to learn
These words tear through her heart
She knows what is coming
She knows
Slowly His fingers work on the buckle
Her heart shatters as the thin strip of leather is removed from her neck
You are free
Her knees give way
She falls to the floor
Sobs wrack her body and tears burn her eyes
Gentle hands lift her
The soft sobs of those who were her sisters join with hers
Slowly she is lead from the room
She will never see this place again
As she is lead away, He settles into the lone chair
His head resting in His hands
Silently He weeps
He weeps for her
He weeps for those who remain
His heart breaks
It is not always easy to be the Master…


Copyright JD "Wolf" Sims 1999

An Original Poem, By: Me

Welcome Home


He stands before her
His face, expressionless
His dark eyes, cold and hard
She can feel his gaze, raking over her delicate body
She is afraid
Afraid of the power, within him
She feels it coiling around her
Her mind begs her to flee from him
Her soul urges her to surrender to his will
Her body trembles
She dare not look up
His voice is little more than a whisper, when he speaks
“ Down.”
She doesn’t hear the command
Again, he speaks
His voice, like angry thunder in the still room
“ On your KNEES!”
She drops to the floor, as if struck.
Her body shaking uncontrollably
She has displeased him
Her heart threatens to shatter
Shameful tears burn the corners of her eyes
She silently awaits her punishment
Long moments pass
Her breathing calms
Confusion
Why was she not punished?
Why was she not beaten or chained?
Her former master would have left her bloody for such disobedience
Slowly a new fear creeps into her mind
A terror, which is almost more than she can bear
She is being turned away!
Like a lost child, she weeps
Sobs wrack her body
Soft footsteps approaching…
Fear dances behind her eyes, like cold fire, as she looks up
They stand before her, naked and beautiful
She cowers before them
They have come to cast her out
Their eyes are filled with warmth and compassion, as they offer her their hands
Her body jerks away from them
Soft, warm voices, speaking soothing and gentle words
Fear gives way to mind-numbing sadness
Her movements are sluggish, as she takes their hands
Slowly, they pull her to her feet
As she stands before them, she notices the matching collars upon their necks
Tears threaten her eyes again
She once wore a collar
She once belonged
She once knew the warmth of a family
Now, she was being discarded again
Slowly, they turn
Each, slipping a warm, soft hand into hers
They are walking now
Leading her down a dimly lit hallway
She does not remember coming this way
Further shame
She is being shown to a rear exit
They do not wish her to be seen leaving their home
She drops her head in defeat, no longer aware of her surroundings
They have stopped
Seconds pass in deadly quiet
Slowly her eyes come up
He is there
His back to her
His voice is strong and deep
“Turn around.”
Without thought she turns
Her shoulders slumped and trembling
She feels him move closer
His presence is a tangible thing
A thrill runs through her, as his fingers close on her hair
Gently he pulls, tilting her head back
His hand is gone now
Something soft and warm is against her throat
The smell of leather
The tinkling of steel links
Her breath catches in her chest
She dare not raise her hand, to touch it
Soft lips graze her cheeks
Smiling voices whisper in her ears
“ Welcome home, little sister”
Her heart sings with purest joy as she turns
His smile is the most beautiful sight
She drops to her knees before him
Clinging to his legs
Joyful tears pour from her eyes
She is home


Copyright JD "wolf" Sims 2000