You can call me Daddy, when you surrender.

But only when you’ve earned it. I don’t ask twice. I don’t play games. I offer control, intensity, and a presence that lingers long after I’ve left.

I don’t chase, I choose.

For the other half, you’ll watch. You’ll ache. You’ll sit exactly where I tell you while I show her everything you couldn’t.

I don’t need to raise my voice, your place is already known. She’ll moan my name while you learn yours all over again. This isn’t about humiliation. It’s about truth. And the truth is, I take what’s mine while you beg to witness it.

I don’t take what’s not offered, but once it is, it’s mine. If you’re not ready to be owned, and he is not ready to give you up, don’t knock.

Boundaries are respected. Rules are mine.