Sometimes people think that being a submissive means that you're a doormat, that your partner wants you for your body, not for your mind. Daddy says that it's more meaningful to have a submissive with a brain and a will, because then she's choosing to give up something for you. One of my favorite memories is of a time that I played with the Dom I played with before I met Daddy. I had just been fucked, and was still wearing my heels, stockings and garter belt. I also had cuffs at my wrists and ankles, which had ropes tied to them (but the ropes weren't tied to anything). He's a lawyer (I love lawyers), and we ended up having a discussion about constitutional law. There's something very surreal in talking about the right to privacy after having engaged in kinky sex with someone old enough to be your father.
Another entertaining moment: Daddy and I had ordered food. I answered the door (I think because I'd p

ut it on my debit card), and forgot that I was wearing my collar. I now have a nice silver day collar that's really just a pretty necklace, but when I'm home, I wear my leather collar which has a ring on it (as seen in the picture). The delivery guy had kind of a funny look on his face, he was amused, but I'm used to delivery guys smiling at me, since I always smile at them. It wasn't until we were sitting down to eat that I realized I'd opened the door and signed the receipt with a collar around my neck.
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