Last night I awoke at about 4 a.m. to feel Daddy's penis entering me from behind. I felt his arm encircle my waist and pull me hard and fast against his chest. He whispered in my ear, "You are MY BabyDoll!" and I responded, "Yes Daddy!" He used his hands to push and pull my hips hard against his groin. It felt incredible. I belong to Daddy...his to take whenever and wherever he deems necessary. I have no say in the matter, but that is what I wanted. To be Daddy's submissive wife and BabyDoll. I am Daddy's property. I belong to him, as does my body; no longer mine to decide what to do with, but his to use as he sees fit. I have submitted to him in every way which means giving up all ideas that I have my own free will. I must listen to, and obey Daddy.
Now, that does not mean that I ALWAYS comply immediately, or easily. As a matter of fact, as I am writing this, I am having a hard time sitting because my bottom is on fire from the inside! This morning, as I was getting the kids off to school, I was cleaning up from breakfast and I was feeling rather "grown-up" and I cursed at Daddy. I not ONLY cursed, but the words were directed AT him. I called him a DipSh--! Oooops! (That was a mistake!) He dragged me out of the kitchen (away from the kids), bent me over the couch and put a good dose of Bengay up inside my rectum. I then had to return to the kitchen to finish the dishes. It was not easy to compose myself... it is STILL stinging!
I guess that I will always have the need to test Daddy's limits and see how far he will let me push the boundaries of what he considers "good" behavior. When I have pushed too far...I must accept the consequences, which I do humbly...and often! But if you ask me...Daddy likes to see a little fight in his "Jersey Girl." Otherwise, he might NEVER get to use his paddle! ;)
P.S. Daddy said I was lucky the kids were home, or I would have gotten corner time too!