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YOU are MY drug.
YOU? Are MY drug.
My dearest Submissive,
BABY GURL?
On days like today?
My heart CRIES out for you.
I miss the very essence of YOUR presence. I MISS the sound of your voice that calms my soul in a way that only YOU can.
I miss the way you ALLOW me to pamper you. I miss the way you look at ME when you know you're about to be PUNISHED.
Yes, I'm talking about the TWINKLE in your eye that you get when you desire for the punishment to BEGIN. And then? the relaxed content look that you have that follows.
I miss the way you POUT when you don't get your way.
I miss the way you throw FITS when you don't get enough of my attention.
I miss fulfilling YOUR desires.
I miss everything about you.
YOU are MY true Submissive,
For YOUR submission?
I LIVE.
~KitDaddi~
1/12/2020
My dearest Submissive,
BABY GURL?
On days like today?
My heart CRIES out for you.
I miss the very essence of YOUR presence. I MISS the sound of your voice that calms my soul in a way that only YOU can.
I miss the way you ALLOW me to pamper you. I miss the way you look at ME when you know you're about to be PUNISHED.
Yes, I'm talking about the TWINKLE in your eye that you get when you desire for the punishment to BEGIN. And then? the relaxed content look that you have that follows.
I miss the way you POUT when you don't get your way.
I miss the way you throw FITS when you don't get enough of my attention.
I miss fulfilling YOUR desires.
I miss everything about you.
YOU are MY true Submissive,
For YOUR submission?
I LIVE.
~KitDaddi~
1/12/2020
Published 1st Feb 2020
Author's Note
This is just some writings about my personal true feelings.
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