I knew what I was doing was wrong, but wrong doesn’t mean it wasn’t fun. I reread my paragraph upon paragraph of porn proudly, ‘no going back’ now I think to myself. Scanning the letters already sent just to make sure I haven’t spelled anything incorrectly due to being on my phone, I even get a bit hot and bothered myself. The last paragraph is my favourite.
“I promised you I’d be good yesterday but now you’re ignoring me and you know that’s no fair. So now you can think about how I’m fucking my self without you. You can do nothing about it either because apparently this shitty meeting was more important. Just imaging your baby girl playing with all the toys you bought for her and I mean all of them. Dildo, nipple clamps, ass plug, hell-I’m even wearing my collar. But you’ll get nothing, no pictures, no videos, no nothing. Exactly what I got from you. See you at home
P.s , we’re out of bread”
The writing was perfection, I know how he wants me to tease him but know I just need him to see it. I’m not even planning on doing anything because once my Daddy is home he’ll use all my toys on me later when he gets home , Daddy will do it better anyway.