Daddy and I spent a nice day together. He read me books… he spanked me… and fucked me… we had lunch… I coloured a picture for him… and then he fucked me again… and then… he had to leave.
I hate when he has to leave. It’s not fair. We are all cuddly together… and then BOOM he has to go… and he never leaves late.
We make and live in our own little bubble for the whole day and then when he says he has to go… I know it’s time to go back to the real world. And sometimes… I don’t want to go back to the real world and sometimes I really don’t want to go back to the real world.
Not sure if this would technically be considered sub drop or not…
I just know it makes me feel sad.