A Weekend of Solitude and Duty

I've been Daddy to my sub for six years now. It's a duty I took on with passion, but as the days lengthen into years, sometimes it feels like an anchor dragging me down. This weekend, she asked for something different, a more traditional scenario at her family home. The thought of her parents there made me feel exposed and nervous, yet oddly... excited? We spent the day in a quiet house, her under my strict guidance without much physical affection. By nightfall, I was exhausted but fulfilled, knowing I'd upheld my promise to her for another week. The sadness creeps in at night when she's asleep, wondering if it's all worth it or if there's something more out there.