Ideal day: I wake up and make myself breakfast while letting my pet sleep in. It’s usually 7 or 8 when I wake up. After finishing my food and taking a shower I’d make her breakfast and get her up for the day as I can’t have her oversleeping. She’d be up all night then and good girls must rest when told.
After she’s eaten I’d have her bathe as well, helping her if requested and letting her bathe herself if she wanted, then dress for going out. Her outfit is her choice, but will be meant to draw attention and make others lust for her. A trophy for me to show off as we leave home to out on a lunch date.
Her favorite restaurant will be our destination, nothing that needs reservations if it isn’t a special occasion, and she may get anything she desires with the obvious stipulation that the more is spent on her now the more she’ll be paying back later that night. The restaurant won’t be our immediate destination, though, as we stop by shops for her to explore and dream of pretty gifts. Only one will leave with her, but it can be any one whether that’s a new plushy, toy, or shiny piece of jewelry no matter the cost. She’ll bear in mind that the lighter my bank account is by the end of the day the more I’ll expect from her when the sun sets.
All those who lay eyes upon her during this day will see me fawning over my precious princess. I’ll carry her bag if she so wishes and gentle pecks will often find her cheeks to make her giggle whenever she’s taken by a day dream. She can be as silly or as bratty as she wants and my voice will never raise against her as the world sees me subdue her with love rather than fear or anger. The result when we leave always being her attitude coming in and her holding my arm and kissing my biceps as thanks for whatever gift she’s picked out for herself.
Then at home she’ll be tasked with making dinner later that evening. The time between lunch and then being used for our chores or just relaxing. She may cook anything she feels up for or simply bat her eyes and say she’s tired at which point I’ll allow her to order a meal. Simply adding on to the bill she’s built through the day. Finally with dinner done she gets an hour to rest a bit more and allow her food to settle before we make our way to the bedroom for the night.
The door being the signal for the end of the day and the official start of the Night. The moment it clicks shut and sealing the room so no noise can escape and disturb the neighbors she’ll no longer be my princess. She’ll be the girl that spent the day spending my money. She’ll have acted up and made scenes and begged for expensive gifts which I’ll be taking payment for by making her body mine. Every rude word, every penny spent, every kiss given and not thanked for will be used against her. Her body ravaged and her tears set loose as I turn her from my precious little princess into my broken and desperate slut.
Ending the night with her holes leaking, her body lightly bruised, her make up ruined, and her mouth smiling. The cherry on top being a kiss on the head as I tuck her in, crawling in the bed behind her to wrap her in my arms and let her drift into an exhausted sleep. She’s protected and safe in my arms and will know it as I whisper in her ear,” daddy loves you, princess. Good night “
