In my last post, a reader didn’t understand why my little doesn’t want a daddy. I’m trying to understand that myself.
What I do know is that I had a daddy and rarely saw him due to a divorce and his military career kept him away a lot. I loved him immensely and I knew he loved me. He died when I was 21 and I knew I’d never have another daddy nor did I want anyone to replace him. When I got married, I couldn’t call my father in law “dad”, it didn’t feel right to me. It felt like a betrayal to my father.
For the past six + years in this lifestyle, I’ve known many littles and I’ve known their daddies. I’ve always liked their dynamics and felt happiness for them. With my former Master, he wasn’t Master or Sir, he was my “King”. I looked up to him, I revered him, I submitted before him. That was powerful.
Now that I’m in a new relationship and learning that I have a little in me that is venturing out, I’ve had to think about what that means for me. With D, I haven’t found the right name/title for him. Sir works well in my acknowledgement of his requests and his real name in our general conversations. But “daddy” doesn’t feel right.
He exudes many of the qualities of a daddy dom. His love, protection and cherishing of me is evident in his words and actions. He is guiding me like a daddy would. But he isn’t a daddy. He is my lover, my strength. He is my protector and my mate. He is my partner.
This still doesn’t answer why I don’t need a daddy. I guess it comes down to my dad, gave me life, gave me love, and was there when I needed him as a child and adolescent in ways that he could. My little is on that edge of growing up but what she needs to learn, isn’t from her daddy. Its from herself. Its finding her own voice, her independence, her own strengths. To take what her parents instilled in her and find her truth. To stand with another who will share in her journey and support her goals and help fill her desires. My little wants to grow up, she is ready for it. She needs that person or persons in her life that nurture that growth and show her how to not be scared of the scary world of being an adult.
Every little with a daddy is extremely lucky to have him and I am filled with joy for you. For my little, she is lucky to have someone who understands her and sees the little girl in the adult world and is there to guide her. So no daddy for my little, but someone who treats her like a daddy would want for their little girl.