Dear Sir

Dear Sir

I think of you often
Even in your absence
I feel you here
I close my eyes and
Feel you all around me
The taste of your lips
The softness of your kiss
The feel of your hands stroking me
The feel of your body between my legs
The desire in me burning deep within

Yes dear Sir, I remember..
The sound of your voice
The bonds that bind me
The cravings that make me
“ my Daddy’s lil girl “

Along with the softness
I feel the roughness too
The feel of the silk scarves
That covers my eyes
The feel of ropes
That binds my hands and knees
The feel of the leather flog
That stings in several places
The feel of the sharpness
Of the your blade
The sound of your voice
Strong and stern

And Yes Dear Sir, I remember …
Why I am “my Daddy’s lil girl “