Dear Daddy,
It is Daddy’s day and I miss you bitterly. I thought about sending this post out to you in the hopes you might enjoy reading about your good little girl.
Love,
Kit
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Day 56: I didn’t know what I needed when I woke up this morning. I have a strict edging schedule and there are no allowances. Sunday means no rubs. Given that I rubbed myself raw yesterday it wouldn’t be a loss. But somehow I craved comfort from the very fingers that caused the raw tenderness in the first place.
Kneeling atop my comfy cushion, mid morning, while sipping coffee… I wondered how I’d ever get through my edges. All I wanted was to cup my hands across my princess parts and curl up into the comfort of the cushion. After a few tears and curls later I remembered a past training advice. “When in doubt find your lilspace princess” which is what I did. I went in search of my favourite undies when I’m little. The ones with Pusheen riding a scooter pink and cream stripes. I felt better as I returned to my weekend kneeling spot on my cushion with my undies and favourite squishy dildo with a base that looks like a princess crown.
It felt complete to finally feel full again as I pushed the plushie for my princess part into me. I couldn’t feel it that much given the sofy squishy feel. But it was just turgid enough to let me edge as I clenched around it. I pulled up my undies… Pusheen atop a vespa none the wiser of what was underneath. I felt cute as I dutifully clenched to complete my edges for the day.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hde7wm/re_felt_cute