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NuevaVida -> RE: Daddy dominants (7/28/2010 6:42:30 PM)
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ORIGINAL: juliaoceania
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If it's an occasional occurrence why would one need the permanence of the Daddy dominant? Why not a dominant that simply nurtures instead that didn't identify as "Daddy?"
Because I want to confer authority with a label without calling a man "master" "lord" or "sir". It is a term of affection, devotion, and an acknowledgement of the power they have over me.... your mileage may vary
I'm really enjoying your exchange, and wanted to pipe in a bit more, as juliaoceania seems to be reading my own mind and heart on this topic.
I wanted to touch on this particular point. In my relationship, Daddy taps into some of the childlike facets of me. Because what he brings forth is part of my present nature, I do not consider it "role play" or "age play." I consider it exploring the untapped parts of me, and enjoying them together. I don't color or play with Fisher Price toys. I sometimes just enjoy feeling the innocence within. When this happens, sometimes my voice changes to a sweeter, more childlike version, and I might want to curl up in him and just feel his "bigness".
The permanence of Daddy means that no matter where he takes me - whether by the whip or the embrace, I am in a safe and secure place - a place where we can always return to, no matter what journeys from it we might take. I can count on him always bringing me back to a safe and loving place.
It has been my personal experience in the past, that "Master", "Owner", "Keeper," - all the things I referenced as my former owner - was, as julia said, all about him. I was indeed property in the most basic sense, in that there was little regard for my emotional state. I was the toy. In fact, I used to refer to myself in conversations with him, as his dancing monkey on a string. It didn't matter what he wanted, where, how, or with whom - it was going to happen and I was going to plaster a smile on my face and comply. More often than not, I was left to pick up my own pieces afterward, and truth be told, I wasn't very good at it.
With Daddy, he is also Master, in that he has complete authority over me, and I will do whatever he wants of me. The difference is love and care being the undercurrent. He has a vested interest and a genuine concern for my emotional well being. And no matter where he takes me, I know I can always come home to Daddy's arms. This is the big difference for me. It's a two-way street here, and trust is rampant in both directions, as he knows I won't take advantage, either. This is not to say trust doesn't run both directions in non-Daddy M/s relationships, only that it felt different for me. Now, there is a tenderness that feeds me, that I did not find in non-Daddy M/s.
Edited to fix a typo.
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