I just recently joined this site and I am searching for a Daddy dom. Someone that is strict yet gentle, who loves cuddles, and who knows how to put a girl in her place  

That is correct just as the title of the blog entry says and meant to be read as it is now called.

We are now growing closer and closer each day and facing new challenges my baby girl and i as her Daddy. WE have had shared moments of all and many emotions and truths faced.

We even now call skype the baby monitor as she sleeps with it on all through out the night.

And even she ever now wear diapers in front of me and gets a sore bottom when she is not well behaved and rewarded with care and love and good out comes when she is well behaved.

I even made a set of rules called a Daddy and lil girl contract on my note book in pen and paper. And she agreed to them all one by one as I have said in allot of way in hinting and meaning I follow through on all i say and all i do as a daddy.

We even share our experiences further on second life and got a rental together complete with changing table and crib and yes even play pen. And yes she is even diapered on there at all times.

So this way she never forgets at any way or time who is daddy and who is the baby.

I just finished up with a paddle rough draft on the very same note book where the daddy lil baby girl contract on all clearly on paper in plain sense based language.

So this is a very new journey for us both and hope to grow that much more closer.

Being persistant and on top of enforcing the rules is also the main key as well as caring and loving with guidance and correction.

I plan on being this to her and so much more one day in the future.

But the choice for her to want me in her reality will be entirely upon for her to decide.

But is her desire for this and her will and effort and heart match this will only go further and improve for us both.

more to come once i can sort out the rest and all is known.

 

Is there mommy doms in here??? Im not a daddy's girl.

Sorry I didn't post yesterday, I was finishing cleaning my room. But I'm so happy because I found more clothes my Little side is excited for! And I found my bow!

So I have very few hair pieces I can use that make me feel Little. My bow is a clip with a thin, black ribbon tied around one side so that I have a nice bow. I clip part of my hair up and on good hair days, the parts I leave down look curly and adorable. So finding this ribbon is really exciting for me!

If you read last week's blog, you know I don't have the opportunity to really get cute clothes or accessories for my Little side. But finding my cuter clothes just makes my day better.

Also, my sorority and I went out last night for some good food! Mmmm. I wasn’t really hungry but I got myself a chocolate milkshake and a hot chocolate and they were so good! I especially love them with whipped cream on top, maybe marshmallows too on hot chocolate if there’s some available.

And while we were out, my mother posted about an old video she had on Facebook of my childhood friend and I on the table, playing with plastic hair clips, or “pretties” as we called them then. I was probably four or so when she first filmed that video.

So what happened was my mom started recording and asked what my friend and I were doing. We were on top of the dining room table and I explained that someone thought the pretties were marshmallows. My mother asked why we were on the table and my friend said “Because we can’t reach from over there!” She explained while laughing as if it was the most obvious reason in the world.

Ah I miss being a little girl able to get away with stuff like that. But…adult life! Ugh I don’t want to do adult things. But, I’ve always found that there’s a good, easy way to get my Little side involved in adult things like cleaning the room, doing the laundry, getting ready for the day and even homework.

So this method works for me and I wanted to share it here so that other Littles taking care of themselves can try it, or Mommies and Daddies can try it for their Littles. My method is that I tell myself to do five things, take a little break, do four things, take a break, so on and so forth until everything’s done. It’s a method my parents used when I was younger to clean my room or do the housework. I found it to be really effective.

Hi beautiful Princesses out there! I'm a 33 Mommy looking for her very own special little Princess to love and spoil. If you are close to me and interested please message me. I'd love to chat with you and get to know you. I have kik and Snapchat.

Hi there. I'm Little_Seacret. Little because, yea, I'm a Little Girl. Seacret is a play on how "Sea" and the first syllable of secret sound the same. And my being a Little is a secret I'm keeping IRL. Plus I love natural water like the ocean, rivers and lakes. Swimming pools, I'm not the craziest about. In Hebrew, my IRL name means "God's Gracious Gift". The first syllable of my name is ancient Celtic meaning Fire. The rest of my name, Hanna, comes from the name Honoris, which means honor. so my full first name means Honorable Flame. I'm not too particular as to what I'm called (Hanna, little one, baby girl, Little, Seacret, any combination of those or maybe you can come up with something new).

So I'm a Little Girl. I'd say my regression age depends on my mood. Most times my inner Little is about 8-10 years old mentally. But sometimes stress gets really bad and I regress to something closer to four years old mentally. As a Little I love wearing dresses, especially ones that make me feel small and/or precious, ribbons in my hair and cute socks. These are usually slipper socks and thick, brightly-colored, fuzzy socks. As I've gotten older, my parents have slowly filtered my clothing to be adult. Literally, right now all I really have that make me feel "Little" are a sweater with rhinestones on the sleeves, my collection of socks, and some pajamas.

As a Little, I love watching families, especially with little kids, interact and love each other or watch cute dogs. So things like J House Vlogs or Snow Dogs Vlogs are my favorite things to watch. But don't let that, or my regression age fool you. I love things that would probably scare most other children. By that I mean I love watching shows like Attack on Titan, Black Butler, Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, and Vikings. I'll even watch gamers on 7 Days to Die, some stuff that'll teach me DIY projects, and stuff that's just funny or even watch channels of other Littles like me.

Why am I writing all this? Well, I'm newly aware of the fact I'm a Little, and I figured it would be good to try documenting my experiences as I learn more about myself as a Little, see how I change and develop, and I figure one day it'll be fun to look back on these memories.

See you guys later! If this has piqued your interest, please try sending me a message so we can talk.

Hi Hi..im diane and im a little,,im 19 and looking for a daddy that will love me and respect me and be there with me. It's hard for me to search my new daddy because I developed this standards in me because all of the daddy that I encountered just want pleasure and they didn't even given me rules. If your reading this future daddy, I hope you can be a real daddy that I know in stories.

Onward with the other parts of the yet to be told past of my own. I had to break due to a great deal of time to get over the facts that such events went on with life n the first place.

If there was one ability that could be unique from those of the not like most.

I suppose it would be the ability to show others what my life was like long before this current point of life was even reached. Perhaps in the end of that experience maybe just maybe people will not be so down playing on my intentions and reasons for being here in the first place. It is quite easy to miss judge some  random person you never met in person before and to be negative upon that person even if there had been massive errors made in the past by that same said person. However think of the consequences such deeds and actions can have upon the scale of cause and effect. We are all here for our own reasons and it is best to try to not forget that maybe those whom read this will have enough decency to not forget that as a fact. 

That being said however all the same my goals are true and those goals shall lead to something better in the long term future regardless of how people most likely they themselves had been mocked and made fun of for having limits them selves and life style choices in which the mundane world we live in has judged others.

In other words do not mock or insult me when you made plenty of mistakes your self. 

That is the true definition in which we call being a hypocrite. And that alone seems to be the social standard in today's age. Sad as it might be there in lies the core issue of the human race and more so the reason of the true nature why people on sites such as this and countless others end up looking for that some one as opposed to having. Based on my my limited but honest point of view so far this site seems to have some rather vile and toxic people in it that think they can do no wrong and yet have done wrong themselves.

I honestly do pity them and wish to in some way pose a question. What makes you think you are any more or less better than that of myself ? Do you not comprehend you are just as able to make errors as any one else? Do you honestly think I am going to allow that to fly off into the far flung area of acceptance? Hardly and it will do you and all here a better favor if you stop wit this holy than thou mind set and think you are superior over every one else. There shall come a time where as you will find your self unloved and alone and broken if not by now at this point as you read this. 

Listen well and be not in mind that I am wrong on this idea. It may not be popular and it may not be a voice of the same said echo chamber and perhaps that is a good thing it is so. Something to think about the next time any one of you decide to open mouth and insert foot and make your selves look bad for those whom are real and not fake about who they are in any way and are bold enough to try to be the right one for that some one else. 

If you have an issue with me for any reason then do your self a favor leave and do not try to get in my way. For I shall be the one whom shall not tolerate that. 

This is my very first attempt at making a blog post for this site. Currently I am trying the absolute best that is possible to my abilities to come out of the shadows and out into the light to try to have a life complete and a home for two in the future. 

Coming from the fact I had not had a very soft life and it was filled with very tough and extreme choices at times and with those choices came consequences and yes at times even massive errors. 

Back in 2003 when i was just 23 years of age I had a seizure in which caused a great deal of physical and other forms of harm. After waking up and up rising soon after discovering I was in a hospital room with a toe tag on I had zero idea who I was at first and why I was mere to nothing worn under a simple white sheet on a sort of metal and steel table surface cart with caster wheels and some very bright lights around me. As the vision was extreme and blurry and every single muscle and nerve felt as if it was bathed in hot napalm and my head was throbbing to a serious point i fought to stay awake and not so much aware. I was in the room of the ER of my home town hospital and just came out of a massive head injury with a seizure along side with it.

I woke up and tried to move very slowly due to the inhuman like pain in which i would never wish upon any one in any way. The blur was intense as if I was staring at the bright sun its self. 

It took some time to recover from that and as soon as i could i moved out of that room and felt as if I was on fire with every muscle and nerve pushing to the point to where most men would have wanted to be no longer living. Soon as i was on my way out of the hospital and out the receptionist window i was handed over the paper work for the release of myself and read as i was driven home that day I had a seizure and impacted one side of my entire skull on a lawn mower in the extreme heat that year. 

This by the way to this day is not easy to say but however still needed to be said. 

I will not be of something false and untrue. 

A year if not more I spent trying to recover from this bad event and was doing my own physical therapy to fully regain all my strength and memories back. If not for the fact i left journal entries from bere that day happen to come to be. I would not have had a chance in any way to recall my own given name much less who I was as a person. 

What was read was both honest and shocking as i slowly with a good solid pace did my best to gain back what was lost. I now have tremors to this day even as I am typing these words out to become my first ever journal entry in this blog for this very site.

If there was one word that had to be used to describe myself in the best way possible I would suppose it would be Struggle. The struggle to out live even death in its self and the way it went on for me that day and to come back to life and to struggle onward further to become something greater. Such a reality would make lesser men break. More to come as I am ready to write further on but for now I shall stop.

While searching groups, I came upon Breastfeeding lgbt+ and that's fine, but I wonder why such a group is limited to lgbt+ and if they wish to keep it that way, then why not create another one? Personally, I would join, and my spider sense tells me I'm not the only one. You know, 90% of the population does not understand or accept many of the lifestyles, interests and kinks that are found here. 15 years ago, I realized there was a term and a community for someone like me. That was a great day. It was a less great day when I discovered that if you were a self admitted ABDL boy, good luck to you, if you live in the U.S. While Europe seems much more open, here, the community is much more accepting of girls and the ddlg dynamic, for example. But if you desire a mdlb relationship and not interested in sissification or humiliation (which, in current times seems to be the only way boys are more accepted, due to the fact that somehow all these aspects became intertwined over the years) I just think that if there's only a relatively small part of the world that could openly welcome you, it should. There is a very well know site (I won't give the name because I don't promote or endorse them in any possible way) but they seem to be the worst offenders at being a closed society. After a valiant 3 attempts at being a member, I had such a negative experience, I had to leave and truly felt worthless. From the moment you signed up, any male who attempted to speak to a female was considered a creep before they utter a word, no matter what the intent. Some may call this a rant. It isn't. It's a voice of years of experience, trying to point out and change things that haven't yet changed.