PRAISE KINKS, DADDY ISSUES AND TIGER MUMS

for the overachievers and under believers

He bends down to meet me whilst I’m on my knees. ‘You’re such a good girl for daddy,’ he whispers in my ear, running his thumb against my lower lip. At least this faux Freudian-esque father figure is proud of me.

It’s ironic that we’re here, that this is the only kind of sex that allows me to feel something. Almost like I’m receiving a big fat gold star …