Understandably people often confuse the Daddy/little girl dynamic of a BDSM relationship with a desire to have sex with underaged girls, girls wanting to have sex with their fathers, or having a penchant for incest. This is simply not the case.
The Daddy Dom/little girl (or baby girl) relationship doesn’t reflect a true father/daughter relationship. Instead, it is a D/s relationship which fulfills a fantasy of both parties. On the Dom’s part it satisfies his desire to be needed and to nurture and protect his “little girl.” As for her part, the “little girl” is allowed to put aside some of the responsibilities of adulthood and indulge her inner child, knowing that her partner will take care of her.
Age play is a separate dimension to this relationship dynamic. Some little girls and their Daddies engage in age play. Some don’t.
So what characterizes a Daddy Dom?
A Daddy Dom:
“Nurturing” and “protective” seem to be the hallmark characteristics that set Daddy Doms apart from other style Doms. They dote on their little girls and in turn, their little girls worship them and make them the center of their worlds.
My new release, “Daddy Morebucks” is Book One in The Daddy’s Girl Series. I’m a big fan of this relationship dynamic and have six more books planned. Here’s an excerpt:
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James paced the floor. Back and forth. His shoes threatened to wear a path into the rug.
Where was she? She knew she was supposed to check in, but she hadn’t.
She said she was going to a movie. Had texted him about that. But the showing should have been over hours ago. Where could she be?
And why didn’t she answer her phone? Or respond to his texts? His stomach tightened.
Her car was in the garage. She must have ridden with someone else. Supposedly she was with Charmaine, but he didn’t know that number…
His gut lurched. What if she wasn’t with Charmaine? What if she were with another guy? Or worse, injured in an accident…
Grab a hold of yourself. People are late all the time for good reasons. Traffic. Things happen. It could be anything.
Forcing himself to sit down, he reached for the remote control. Maybe watching television would distract him. He took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on SportsCenter. How did he keep finding himself in this predicament? He frowned. Usually women waited for him. His time was valuable. Too valuable to be stuck waiting around for a girl too self-involved or headstrong to obey his rules. His anger swelled.
The jangle of the phone startled him. It was a text from Marley.
“Sorry, Daddy. Went to dinner with Charmaine and Kimberly and forgot to tell you. Please forgive me. On my way home now.”
A wave of relief washed over him. Thank God. She was okay.
Now that he knew she was okay, his thoughts turned to consequences. He’d never really had to punish Marley. He’d spanked her a few times, but nothing significant. She was a well-behaved sub most of the time, but this kind of mistake could not be repeated. It was important that she understand the rules; that he was in charge. She must obey them. Or there would be repercussions.
Rules with no consequences were ineffective. He’d have to come up with something that would serve as a deterrent. He tapped a finger on the side table and considered the possibilities. When he heard her enter the apartment, he was prepared.
“Daddy, I’m so sorry.” She tossed her purse to the side and rushed to him, showering him with kisses. “I totally forgot to call you. I’m so sorry,” she repeated, her face forlorn.
He hugged her to him. “I’m glad you’re okay. I was worried. Are you aware of that?” His voice was firm, almost harsh.
Fidgeting, she replied, “I guess, but I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“It doesn’t matter if you didn’t intend to do it; the point is you broke the rule. Rules are in place for a reason, Marley. This rule is for your safety and my peace of mind. I’m disappointed that you selfishly disregarded it. In this case you caused me unnecessary worry. And for that you shall be punished.”
“But Daddy…” she protested.
“But Daddy what?”
She lowered her head. “It’s just—I didn’t mean to, and I’m sorry. Isn’t that enough?”
“No. It is not enough. Now go into your bedroom and strip naked. When I come in there I want you naked and kneeling on the floor with your hands behind your back.”
“But Daddy!” Her voice shook with fear.
From the moment she laid eyes upon him, Marley knew in her heart that James was not just another client, and the difference wasn’t even the large sum of money he offered in return for a single night of submission. No, what set him apart was the fact that when she called James “daddy”, it was her own heart which beat faster and her own body which ached with need.
After that night, Marley does her best to put all thought of him behind her, using the huge payday he provided to get on her feet again and start over… until James knocks on her door and walks right back into her life. He makes her a simple offer: if she will live with him and submit to him whenever he wishes, he will provide for her every desire.
Even before she accepts his offer, though, Marley knows what she truly wants is not money or clothing or even a fancy new car. What she longs for is a daddy who will give his little girl what she really needs… a daddy who will spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, tie her up and take her any way he pleases, and then cuddle her until she falls asleep in his arms. Can she dare to hope that James will be that daddy?
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A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, her adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull.
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