My Secret Shame

I never imagined myself here, confessing something so intimate and yet so strange. It all started a few weeks ago when my husband suggested we try DDLG, Dominant/Devotee Little Girl, for some excitement in our relationship. I resisted at first, feeling like such a prude. But after a couple of sessions where he played the part of the strict dad and I tried to act out as his little girl, I began to feel this strange thrill. It's like being back in the safety of childhood but knowing it’s all pretend and for pleasure. Yet, every time we do it, there’s a nagging voice inside that whispers how wrong it feels despite us both loving it so much. Last night, he made me sit on his lap, told me I was naughty for not cleaning my room, and then spanked me gently but firmly. As I laid across his knee, the mix of embarrassment and excitement nearly overwhelmed me. I felt like I needed to get this off my chest because... well, it’s hard to explain. Like there's a secret part of me craving submission that never knew what to do with itself until now. It's just so strange to think about how much I enjoy being disciplined by him in this way.