I Am A Daddy Dom
[b]The long and whiny road[/b]
[i]I have been in the lifestyle more then 20 years now. A daddy dom, more on the dom side in the early years and a little more on the daddy side the last 10.
I find myself at a crossroad now. Though I love the role and the impact I can make in the right young woman's life, the simple fact is that being young means you have the natural desire to rebel and drama is a way of life. So I question weather what I seek even exists.
Of course it always starts off with their best behavior and desire to please, but in doesn’t take too long for the brat to take over. Being inconsiderate, always winning, I want this, I want that, failing the simplest requests such as standards of dress and appearance. They not substantial as individual issues but the weight combined reflects a disrespect that cannot be ignored.
Because I am such a sensitive person Its a painful thing to watch and see, and even more so to end it. But the role requires that you have the integrity to act when the terms are broken and it will always be true that a bad relationship is not better then none at all.
So I find myself thinking that its time to just end the search for that one true soul who truly just needs a daddy.
My soul still seeks the look in her eye, the need for approval, the smile when surprised and all that goes with looking up to that man who she has come to love. But the dealing with the inevitable brat takes so much negative energy that it eventually outweighs the good that was.
As it stands the search continues, the romantic in me still seeks the rush that is the beginning but always wary of the slow slide down the hill to the end.
Where is the woman who simply needs her mentor and can stay true giving up the glitter for the gold that is the perfect protector.
I may have unreasonable expectations. Perhaps I should seek a more mature woman.
I do love and miss all of the precious little princesses who have come and gone over the years. Wonder how they are doing, what if, and if the lessons I tried to teach them seem clearer now.
The one true fact is that all things end badly, or they wouldn’t end.[/i]
[i]I have been in the lifestyle more then 20 years now. A daddy dom, more on the dom side in the early years and a little more on the daddy side the last 10.
I find myself at a crossroad now. Though I love the role and the impact I can make in the right young woman's life, the simple fact is that being young means you have the natural desire to rebel and drama is a way of life. So I question weather what I seek even exists.
Of course it always starts off with their best behavior and desire to please, but in doesn’t take too long for the brat to take over. Being inconsiderate, always winning, I want this, I want that, failing the simplest requests such as standards of dress and appearance. They not substantial as individual issues but the weight combined reflects a disrespect that cannot be ignored.
Because I am such a sensitive person Its a painful thing to watch and see, and even more so to end it. But the role requires that you have the integrity to act when the terms are broken and it will always be true that a bad relationship is not better then none at all.
So I find myself thinking that its time to just end the search for that one true soul who truly just needs a daddy.
My soul still seeks the look in her eye, the need for approval, the smile when surprised and all that goes with looking up to that man who she has come to love. But the dealing with the inevitable brat takes so much negative energy that it eventually outweighs the good that was.
As it stands the search continues, the romantic in me still seeks the rush that is the beginning but always wary of the slow slide down the hill to the end.
Where is the woman who simply needs her mentor and can stay true giving up the glitter for the gold that is the perfect protector.
I may have unreasonable expectations. Perhaps I should seek a more mature woman.
I do love and miss all of the precious little princesses who have come and gone over the years. Wonder how they are doing, what if, and if the lessons I tried to teach them seem clearer now.
The one true fact is that all things end badly, or they wouldn’t end.[/i]
