crimson-uncovered:“Yes, Daddy?” That’s how I’ll respond when you call my n
crimson-uncovered: “Yes, Daddy?” That’s how I’ll respond when you call my name. Like Pavlov’s dog, the response will be trained into me for every time I’m summoned by your voice. It’ll become a habit, completely instinctual. You’ll follow up with a command or a question, and the obligatory response becomes “Yes, Daddy.” No question mark. Period. No hesitation, just deference. I want to be trained to be responsive and articulate. Don’t let me get away with mumbles, shrugs and sighs. Teach me to be more than that for you. Mold my habits and shape me into this woman who behaves in specific, conditioned ways when she’s with you. Imagine the level of ownership you’d have if I reflexively said, “Yes, Daddy?” after you said, “kitten?” Imagine getting automatic “yes, sir” and “no, sir” responses after yes or no questions. Imagine all of that being completely normal and natural for our dynamic. That’s what I want. Of course, you could train my body to be just as responsive to yours. My mouth would open every time you tap my cheek with a finger. When I’m on all fours, my back would arch when you tap my waist. Maybe some carefully chosen words will trigger a throbbing clit every time you say them. And when I’m begging to cum? Well, maybe there’ll be one or two words that grant me permission to let go, one or two words that cause a visceral reaction even when you say them outside of the bedroom. I’d be yours to reconstruct. But don’t forget to break me first. Perfect, but for my girl, is it “Yes, Sir” -- source link