they’re in leadership positions in work, even take on the decision making role among their friends, and lead independent lives because they are capable—but deep down, at their very core, they know they belong at a dominant’s feet. They crave submission; they long to let their minds go blank for someone else’s control; they need a strong dominant’s care and touch to function. No matter how much they act like they’re in control, the truth is, when a firm dominant offers their hand, they drop to their knees in an instant.

And that’s perfectly alright. Because Daddy knows better than you. He knows your shy glances to his hands, arms, or even his bulge. That you wet your panties easily around him, because your desire to submit is so high. He knows what it means when he holds the back of your neck and your lashes flutter; what it means when you press your legs together, flushing. He knows that when you’re sitting at your desk staring off into space you’re imagining getting used like a cocksleeve, a toy for Daddy’s pleasure. That you take charge in public, but when you’re alone with him you’ll say “Yes, sir,” in a small voice and part your legs, and let him rub your tingling cunt for you.

He knows how much you need to serve him—to drool on and worship his cock, please him, make him feel good. How you would beg for it, to be lifted onto his dick like a toy, and be completely taken from the insides. To let go: submitting your holes, your clit, your cock, your tits. Your pleasure, your orgasms.

Because you need it. Submitting to a dominant is your place. Being owned by a strong Daddy is your purpose. And he knows you need it.