The little girl in her
Little Space is a state of mind, not a role she assumes for sex or entertainment. It IS her. It’s who she is under the shell that she’s had to create. It’s her without the heartache. It’s her without the pain and the regret. Little space is her in her purest, most natural form. Its where she goes to be comfortable and to truly be herself. Its a beautiful and wondrous place that allows her to be innocent and sweet and enjoy the majesty of the world she creates around her.
If you’re lucky enough to have a little in your life then it’s your duty to treasure and support the little girl in her. There’s nothing more precious than the gift of submission, and even more precious is a submissive that offers her unconditional love the way that a little does.
One of my favourite games to play with Daddy is the one where we snuggle in his bed with his Rubix Cube.
I cuddle under his blankets with my head on his shoulder and his arms around me.
I twist the Rubix Cube and make a mess of it and then I pass it back to Daddy and he methodically puts it all back in place.
We do this over and over, I fuck it up and he fixes it.
I make a mess and he makes it all better.
Sometimes I don’t even watch, I just close my eyes and open them when he’s done and it’s like magic.
He’s like magic.
The most perfectest metaphor for Daddy/little I’ve ever read.
J is in Disneyworld today and I don’t know what to do.
Like, Big me could handle that and be like “oh whatever, we’ll go together eventually, and it’s not a big deal.”, but Big me is very stressed out and busy today, which means that little me is dealing with the Disney thing because it’s not top priority, but the problem is that little me cannot handle it at all because little me wants to be in Disney with D and doesn’t want to be alone right now and wants to run away and have fun and smile and why is D doing it without me and why arent i there and and and… so little me is interfering with Big me’s ability to function, which isn’t helping my stress levels and is just making me sad and i don’t really know how to get past it, and i feel bad because i tried telling J and it just made him upset, which is not what i want at all, but i don’t know what to do….
On Skype with Daddy
- Daddy: You're little it's your personality you're sweet and beautiful and-
- Me: *pulling my nose up into a piggy face* nananana
- Daddy: ...and sometimes you act silly and play with your nose while Daddy is having a serious conversation...