Letters To Daddy

Late last year, I met a kind, confident man who made it safe to tell my deepest fantasies, how I crave someone to take care of me, guide me through life with warmth, mentorship, and great sex, and occasionally shower me with praise or punishment when I deserved it.

"I really want someone to be my Daddy."

I've had men who liked me to call them Daddy before, but no one who embraced what that meant in return. But there was something in the way this man paused in that moment, thoughtfully looked me in the eye, and said "I could be your Daddy." I knew he would take it as a serious responsibility. I knew it was safe for me to care for him back.

Shortly after we started seeing each other with increasing regularity, he had to leave town on a trip with extended family. Selfishly, I loathed the idea of having to wait two weeks to see him again, but then I had an idea! What if I channeled that energy into a series of written fantasies about him? It could be a way to feel connected even when we couldn't be together. Before too long, I began to love filling his inbox whenever we were apart with reminders of how much I want him all the time.

This is the first letter I ever wrote to Daddy.

"From: Ana B.

December 3, 2022

Dear Daddy,

I really do miss you. I have been thinking about your cock all the way in me, my cervix begging to get a warm bath of your cum. I am looking forward to having you in me when you get back from a beautiful Hawaiian vacation.

But speaking of that vacation, it would make me feel like such a good, proud little girl for you if I can make you hard thinking of me while you're away. Of course, my vision is of you opening this email on the plane, and having to wait desperately for alone time to find relief, wanting me in vain. That's just me trying to be a little brat.

But maybe instead, you wait to keep reading until you are alone and can satisfy yourself in private, taking your time with your imagination until the moment you can use me again. You decide. It's a choose-your-own-adventure activity. I'm thinking I will add some delicious reading material for you every couple of days, and you can come back and read it if you feel hot and bothered.

So where to start with this open-ended erotic message in your pocket?

Our connection is still fairly recent, so maybe I'll start with the things you have mentioned that I really, really hope we can enjoy together. First, Daddy, please let's find a way for you to control my orgasms in public. I've never been stimulated in public before, but I just know that if you put a remote vibrator on my clit and had your way with me, I would absolutely melt to your whim.

I even imagine you ordering me to place it before my drive to you. I've played with a vibrator while sitting in traffic before, but always been in total control. I can see you taking over that control, video chatting me, and playing with my pussy during the 40 minutes I'm driving to your house. Leaving a nice little puddle on my seat. By the time I get there, I know I would be ready for you to take as yours, though I can totally see you making me wait - denying me, teasing me more through dinner, building my anticipation or forcing me to cum like a dirty whore in front of people. If I did cum, I hope you would punish me later for not being able to last.

You haven't really punished me yet. Maybe I've been too good.

Please give me a ridiculous task, like make me end every sentence I say to you with Sir or Daddy. Every time I forget, promise to hit me five times. I've seen the floggers and whips you hang on your wall. I would be honored to deserve your hits. I can tell you have some sadism just below the surface. I'm ready.

I also want to set a day with you when you are working from home, and I just want to be your little free use fucktoy. Maybe you only have short breaks in your day to pay attention to me, or maybe you are working and I can lick and suck you dutifully under your desk. Maybe I get to finally experience your rope work, and you tie me up just out of view of your webcam where you can enjoy the sight of me all day. Or I'll make or go get us lunch, pamper you, scratch your back. I'll bring my own work to do on my laptop, but I'll be counting minutes to when you are done working. I imagine that at some point you would turn away from your computer to look at me, and from the look, I would know it's time.

I have so many ideas for how we can take care of each other.

The next time you hear from me, I'm going to write you a step-by-step guide to exactly how I would want you to use me at the end of the work day. It's going to be my fantasy alone, the exact touch that I have always dreamed of receiving. I know that it starts with two fingers tracing the whole length of my slit, my clit throbbing as you barely graze it.

But you'll have to wait for that. Have a good, safe flight. Avoid the volcanoes. I want you home in one piece.

🖤 Your needy baby girl"