Everything's Better With Bows...

“You are mine. Mine to take care of. Mine to look after. Mine to make sure you feel safe and your mind is at peace. You’re not some toy to be tossed aside whenever I’m finished with you. You are my responsibility, my purpose. My most prized possession, and I hold you to the highest standard because I need you at your best. Not just for me, but for yourself. I am your Daddy and it is my job to ensure that you are being given what you need. You need my care and affection. You need aftercare whenever we go through a tough session. You need to find solace in me after you’ve had a bad day. You need a proper, sustainable diet so you can have health and longevity. You need me to make your decisions and guide you through life. You need my discipline to keep you on the right path, to be my good girl. I am your rock, and I am always going to be there for you. Consistent and unwaivering in my resolve to look after you. You are mine.”

Ribs are how I know you’re worth giving attention to. Let Daddy help you achieve your goals of looking like this so I can give you the treatment you deserve.

I’m hungry, daddy, let me have all of you inside me.

Pretty please 🙏🏻

Get yourself a man that puts you on a strict diet until you look like this.

i think im going to start posting more often🍑💦

boo hoo

I suppose this is one of those phases I go through. I recently find myself enjoying the idea of making a submissive wear cheap, provocative clothing that make her look unserious and sexualized. I stop short of calling this “bimbofication” because I don’t enjoy stupid women. It’s more like low level sadism because we both know I’m using wider society’s penchant for slut shaming against her.

find you a girl who will watch murder documentaries with you and make out on the couch after