Mommy is how I want my little one to call me. I want them to trust me and let me take care of them anytime they need anything, no matter if it’s attention, if they’re hungry, or if they want to play. I want them to look for me when they’re not feeling well, when they feel hurt or scared by anything, and to let me remember them they’re the most precious thing in my life. I want them to know I love them so much I would never let them go, would rather take all the pain from them to me. I want them to come to me whenever thay have any news and to give me the chance of making them the happiest little in the world.
Those are my real rules. The other ones are just bonus. This is what really matters.
• When I punish you, it’s ‘cause you did something that is not good for yourself
• When I give you rules to follow, it’s to help you take care of yourself if I’m busy or too far to do it myself
• When I say “no”, I want you to know that I’m stopping you from doing something that would be bad for you
• When I get jealous of you, it’s ‘cause I can’t believe someone else could take better care of you than myself
• When I text and call you in the middle of the night, I do it ‘cause I need to verify that you’re safe. Your monsters may be under the bed, but mine are all in my head
• When I don’t let you cum, it’s ‘cause I know you’ll feel even more delighted next time, or when I finally allow you to
• When I spank you, it’s ’cause I know you like it. You like to bem reminded that you’re mine and mine only
• When I cuddle with you, it’s ’cause you deserve all the attention I can give all
• When I make you eat something you don’t really like, it’s ‘cause it will be good for your health
• When I say you must take your medicine, it’s ‘cause all I want is to see you recovered and well
• When I hold you so tight you feel like I may break your bones… Well, maybe it’s for myself. I need to make myself believe that you’re real and is really with me.
