The Princess Ornament

I'm going to tell you a story, a story about a woman who found herself hating Christmas. This woman had been tossed around by life. She had been moved around so much as a kid she really had no friends and had a lot of difficulty trusting people to stay in her life. She had watched her dad leave countless times only to return and then leave again.

She went through her early years working very hard to make sure those around her were taken care of. Never really thinking about what she wanted out of life, never really trying to enjoy herself. She was married a few years but that was one argument after another and it wasn't long till she was done. Right after that she met someone she had known before and they hit it off again. They enjoyed several years together before the man got sick and after three years of the battle he had no more fight left and he left her too. She was alone and broken. Her kids were grown now and her husband was gone; she had no one to take care of. She had lost her purpose in life.

She muddled through the days just trying to breath. She pushed those around her away. Sleepless nights were common. She even tried to take her own life one night but thankfully that plan was flawed.

She found a fetish website and after some time there she ended up following a man. Now after a few days this man messaged her back and they started texting. They texted a lot and after a day or so they decided to meet. They rode around and talked. Now this man called himself a Daddy Dom and she had no idea what that meant. He lived a life that was exciting and new to her, a life of desire, control, intrigue, and darkness. This man was the most intense man she had ever been around. His eyes were dark and guarded. She couldn't see into them at all. He was very charming and there was something about him she simply could not resist. They met several times over the next few months, spent lots of time together, and things were progressing nicely.

It was getting close to Christmas and Christmas was very hard for her. It was a time of heart breaking memories. This man was determined she was going to participate in Christmas this year. He encouraged her to get a tree and put it up. He told her there were some things missing. Now he was off work and they decided they would meet for lunch at her house. When she walked in he had two bags on her couch. As he sat up their lunch he had her open those bags. In one bag there was a beautiful silver star to top her tree with. In the other bag there were two smaller wrapped trinkets. She opened the first one and it was a motorcycle ornament to go on her tree. She loved this one as it reminded her of him on his motorcycle. Now she opened the second one and as she laid the paper back it revealed a beautiful princess. She felt something inside her she had never revealed before. She had a flash of a memory that took her breath away. She gently touched the delicate ornament and things just fell into place. Her tears fell at the memory. He watched her very closely and that's when he got his first big glance at the babygirl that had been hiding all this time. He had seen her a few times and he was excited to see her on the surface. She was tired from a long hard time of keeping herself together. He came to her and wrapped his arms around her as she shattered in his grasp but all this was the beginning of her finally seeing who she really was as well as who he was and who he was going to be to her, her Daddy.

Now a year later we are headed into the holiday season again. Many things have changed and this woman has evolved into a bold, beautiful, sexy babygirl with the love and attention of her Daddy. She has healed in so many ways. She loves and adores her Daddy. And as I hang the motorcycle ornament and princess ornament on my tree this year I get to celebrate the new me. My daddy has made sure I'm safe, protected, and loved as he has vowed to do.

I'm a very lucky woman. Merry Christmas.