To have a Daddy with his fist in my hair and hand wrapped tight round my leash ... that is contentment. He is where I find my quiet place. Within the parameters of his control is safety, a release of my precious walls and vaunted aura of serenity. There is only room for truth with him - true self, true submission, true and full surrender. The fullness of who I am is found therein.
Location
The convoluted paths of my imagination.