Daddy, has not been to happy with me lately. He has been really busy with his big boy job and has no time for me. And that is not okay, I demand all of his time and attention and he knows that. Hardly any text or calls, much less him coming by my place and giving me the princess treatment I deserve. After all I am his favorite princess, how can he spoil me if he’s never around! So he’s all grumpy because when he finally does call or text, I’m grumpy or I have very short replies.

I don’t know what he expects from me, I mean if he doesn’t step it up as Daddy then I’ll have no choice but to get another one. Or maybe even add some. But for now, until I explore that thought further, or until Daddy royally messes up, I’m going to deal with his nonsense. After going about a week with no contact for him at all. He would send a few text and called twice, the entire week! The weekend was approaching and I had no idea what to expect.

Friday and Saturday went by without any problems. A few of my friends and I all went out both days and had a great time. We danced and sang our hearts out, so when Sunday came around I was exhausted. Laid in bed thinking of Daddy so I had one of his favorites fits on. Lacey and light blue, fitting me perfectly. My blonde hair was in loose waves framing my face with light make-up, simple and perfect as always. It was only a little surprising when Daddy barged through my front door and came straight to my bedroom, throwing a bag of toys for us on the bed. When I seen Daddy grab the hand cuffs out, as well as a vibrator I knew He was mad and I was in for a rough and long night.