Someone recently asked me what DD/lg meant to me, as they didn’t want to misunderstand mine & Harry’s dynamic, and this is what I wrote:

As I’m sure you know, DD/lg stands for Daddy Dom/little girl, which is a description of the feeling of the dynamic. It’s different from a familial father/daughter relationship because it embodies romantic love, as well as both personal and sexual gratification. Plus, we chose each other. Due to the intimate feelings involved in a DD/lg dynamic, an intense bond forms between a girl and her Daddy, that can be as deep and meaningful as a familial father/daughter bond, if not deeper in the absence of an actual father.

My Daddy empowers me with “Big Daddy Energy” to be the best, most vibrant version of myself by regularly reassuring me that I’m the most important, precious thing in his world. This makes me want nothing more than to make him beam with pride at every possible opportunity, whether he’s physically present or not. This could be anything from doing well managing my diabetes, to building my photography studio, to driving somewhere by myself, to going to the gym, to not giving up on a blowjob after almost choking to death from a face fucking. 😂👄🍆💦🥵

I don’t identify as a little because I think it implies an age regression component, or specific aged personality (“my little is 6″/”my middle is 12” etc), and I don’t feel I have that, or if I do, it ranges so widely it may as well be non-existent. That said, moments with Daddy make me feel subordinate in a respectful way where I look up to him as a father-figure, and it gives me almost a nostalgic feeling for moments in my childhood/youth where I had – or in a perfect world, should have had – similar feelings. These feelings correspond most strongly with ages or specific periods of my previous lives, and during those moments, I like to immerse myself in the feeling by enhancing it with juvenile things or aesthetics. This can be something as innocent as me holding a Squishmallow, safe, naked and vulnerable; with a fuzzy blanket against my skin, in Daddy’s bed; eating snacks and playing video games, while he’s in the same room, fully clothed, doing grownup stuff on the computer…or it can translate into bare-handed, over the knee spankings and being told I’m a good girl, to fucking in unicorn onesies on my birthday, in that weird way kinks go sometimes. 😂👉👌🦄

Having a Daddy has taught me to put a filter on the chatter in my extremely anxious brain, one that only allows the good, peaceful thoughts and ideas to permeate the rest of me. As a result, I’ve never felt more grounded, supported, and secure with myself in my whole life! Having Harry as my Daddy and being in a BDSM relationship for over 2 years has done more for my mental well-being than a lifetime of therapy! 🚫🥼💊👏

So that’s what DD/lg is for me. When I say I live it 24/7 it’s because Harry is never not Daddy, and I carry his Big Daddy Energy everywhere I go, all day, every day. 💕😊✌️