Found: daddy´s girl

You are the only man I’ve ever called “daddy”. I hate that term when regards to sexual play. I’m a grown woman. Why would I want to infantilize myself that way? Yet there it was, on my lips and pushed into the sweltering air of our fucking.

“Daddy, spank me.”

“Daddy, kiss me.”

“Daddy, fuck my face and cunt.”

I have never heard such words come out of my mouth. And yet…

I let you do things to me that I had only fantasized about. I let you do things to me that I didn’t even know I loved. You turned me inside out, exposing every filthy gut that I possess. You tore through my flesh and mangled my heart with your bare hands and hard words. You created an experiment out of me to test your debased theories on. And I called you daddy because you recreated me anew, to serve you, your c***d of depravity.

You have ruined me for the men to come. What man, what decent man, what loving man won’t shudder when I call out, “Daddy, slap my breasts. Daddy, pinch my clit. Daddy, cum in my mouth.”

I can’t sleep through the night. I reach across the empty pillow at my side and when I don’t feel you there I wake up with a jolt, that stupid word on the tip of my tongue.

“Daddy, where are you? Daddy, I want you. Daddy, please. Daddy, yes. ”

Tomorrow I’ll spit that word out on the pavement for some other stupid girl to pick up, and may it never enter my vocabulary again.

Still, If ever I see you again I’ll know you by no other name.