That's my good gil, lean back and let Daddy take over. You're always such a good girl for me, let Daddy worship you in return. Let me drink you, taste you. Let yourself get lost in my tongue and my fingers... as get lost in your sweetness.
The aftercare that's so needed and necessary for both of us. Helping to create that bonding connection between us, but also allowing me to be there to give you deserve, that we both so desperately crave. The deepening of that bond, trust, and connection we share. And my dirty secret? love aftercare just as much as the intense, rough, Ioving, kinky, crazy intimacy of feel your gripping me tightly when I'm inside of you.
I want you to look at me, look at us, watch our reflection as Daddy enjoys you. I want you to see your facial expressions, I want you to watch how your body reacts to me, to my every touch, to every feeling. And I want you to watch me, look into my eyes as you feel me inside of you, as you enjoy Daddy claiming you, worshiping
That's it baby girl, don't fight it. Embrace how badly you want to taste me, how desperate you are to lose yourself worshiping Daddy like that. But make sure to look at me, I want to watch as you show Daddy exactly what a good girl you can be for me.
I know for me it's the combination of knowing could overpower you, could take whatever I wanted, and you knowing that yet still giving yourself to me freely. Knowing you feel small, safe, taken care of with me is such an amazing feeling. It making no difference that 'could' do whatever wanted to you... it's the fact that you're giving me control and permission to do just that, because you know take care of you and worship you in return the entire time.
And yes, most of these are saagelius as the artist, what can say it speaks to me
For me, there’s something incredibly intoxicating about knowing I could completely overpower you, take control of you, and have you at my mercy... all while knowing that you’re fully aware of that, yet still choose to surrender yourself to me.
I love the feeling of you being small beneath me, safe in my hands, trusting me enough to let me take the lead. It isn’t simply that I could take control; it’s that you willingly give it to me. You choose to surrender that power because you trust me to know exactly how to handle you.
And once you’re mine to care for, I’ll make sure you never forget that surrender comes with being cherished, protected, and thoroughly worshipped by the person you trusted enough to give yourself to.
Because there are both sides to me and that's how my good girl should be treated. I want to worship her like a princess and use her like MY slut. I want to hold her hand in the streets and her throat in the sheets. I want to claim her, use her, mark her... then I want to cuddle her, soothe her, and make sure she knows how safe and cared for she is.
I also want the side of you that you only show to me when the bedroom door closes. I want you to show me how deeply you enjoy submitting to me, how far into that sub space you can go with me, for me. want to see just how much of a slut you can be for Daddy, and only for Daddy.
What's my secret? It's simple, I love the gentle aftercare just as much as the loving, intense, rough, kinky, crazy intimacy of feeling you gripping me tightly when I'm inside of you. It makes me feel a bond, a connection between us.. but also being there to give you the aftercare you deserve, the aftercare we both need, simply deepens the bond, trust, and connection we have. So you know that Daddy will be there to take care of you no matter how hard or deep you fall.
Both of us knowing I am able to pick you up, throw you around, overpower you at a moment's notice, manhandle you, pin you, make you feel taken, conquered, claimed. All the while you feel safe with me, protected, cared for... knowing that if I do use my size it will be something you love and enjoy. That you're giving me that control, giving me that permission... gifting me that power over you... it's the most amazing feeling.
And I tried not to make it ALL Saagelius's artwork 🤷
Maybe you're an actual Daddy, or maybe you're just someone's Daddy, but I think today should celebrate both categories. So, here's to that intense and inescapable need to fill and claim our good girl from the inside. To mark their bodies in that primal way that screams to the world they are ours.
I want you to look at me, look at us, watch our reflection as Daddy enjoys you. I want you to see your facial expressions, I want you to watch how your body reacts to me, to my every touch, to every feeling. And I want you to watch me, look into my eyes as you feel me inside of you, as you enjoy Daddy claiming you, worshiping you as he uses you up. I want us to enjoy every bit, every angle...
That's it baby girl, bent over Daddy's knee. I'm going to remind you whose body that is, remind you who you belong to. Every time my hand comes down on your ass you're going to say thank you Daddy and then count. While you do that my fingers will be playing with that perfect little pussy. You'll never know when the next spank will come, but you know that you'll have to respond the same after each one. With a thank you Daddy and the number of spanks. If you miss a response, or forget the number... we start over.
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And we will keep going until I decide you've had enough, then the real fun starts...
That you give yourself to me freely, both of us knowing I could simply take it. The size difference allowing me to move you however I want, overpower you, throw you around. But you putting that trust in me to be gentle when l should be, and rough when you need it. Allowing you to feel so small with me, knowing that Daddy will take care of you, that you're always safe with me. Whether I'm claiming you gently and sensually, or being rough and owning you... I'm always worshiping you and taking care of you.
I want your body to memorize mine, to feel me still even after hours of not touching you. I want your body to need mine so badly, crave my body so desperately, that you can still feel me through the ache, that emptiness still feel me touching you, entwined with you, stretching you and inside of you even when I'm not there. That feeling giving you comfort, while also making you desperate to feel again, to feel me again. Let me reshape you, reform you to fit me so that no other touch, no other sensation could change it.
Relax baby girl, and let Daddy taste you, drink you, let me get lost in the way your lips feel under my tongue and your walls grip my fingers. Let me worship you while use you, let your brain turn off as you get lost in the sensations. Let me help you lose count of your orgasms as time simply melts away for both of us.
I want to see both sides of you, both aspects of who you are. I want the sweet, intelligent, funny, confident woman who knows what she wants, gets what she wants, and shows her sweet and soft side. To make sure you feel seen and heard.
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I also want the side of you that you only show to me when the bedroom door closes. I want you to show me how deeply you enjoy submitting to me, how far into that sub space you can go with me, for me. want to see just how much of a slut you can be for Daddy, and only for Daddy.
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I want to be the only person who gets to see both sides of you, experience ALL of who you are.
It's like claiming you as mine from the inside, marking you in the most primal of ways. Reminding your body who it belongs to, who you've given yourself to.
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Watching your cycle on the calendar so I know when you're ovulating, making sure that you're filled up multiple times a day during it. Wanting you to forget what it feels like to not be leaking my cum.
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Wanting you to be as feral and desperate for it as I am to give it to you. That's the dream🔥
Maybe I'll make you watch us together in the mirror so you can see how gorgeous your body is as it melts into me. Maybe I'll cover your eyes so you don't know what I'm going to do next. But you'll hear my voice in your ear, reminding you that you're mine, that this body belongs to Daddy now. Reminding you that you're safe with me, that Daddy will take care of you, so give in, melt into me, let yourself go and allow your body to feel every ounce of pleasure I'm giving it. Don't hold back your sounds, don't hold back anything with me little one.
I need to be inside of you, to feel you stretching out around me, to look you in the eyes as you beg me to fill you. Begging to to mark you from the inside, to claim your body as mine in that primal, animalistic way. To feel me swell and twitch before rope after rope erupts deep into you. To let your body beg for what it was made for, meant for... only from me. Because the weekend should be filled with me filling you. Claiming you from the inside. Marking my territory in the most primal way. You giving me every single part of yourself, willingly, eagerly, showing me that you're mine by welcoming me into the deepest parts of you.