I'm the kind of little that colors outside the lines—
Then gets punished for it.
Sweet on the surface: stuffies, bedtime stories, shy giggles…
But underneath? A needy, aching mess begging to be claimed, owned, and broken just right.
I want a hand that pulls my hair while tucking me in.
A voice that says “good girl” with a growl.
A mind twisted enough to guide me into darkness—
but gentle enough to hold me once I’m there.
Corruption is my kink.
Discipline is my love language.
And when I pout, it’s not for attention…
It’s a cry to be put in my place.
I'm not looking for a Daddy who plays pretend.
I’m looking for one who sees the monster under the bed—
and lets it crawl into his lap anyway.
🔐 Age regression meets play.
🖤 Stuffed s. rs. Tears. Rewards.
🔞 CNC themes, , full power exchange.
If you can handle sweetness dipped in sin...
You might be the one I kneel for next.

