Not What I Expected

So here's something I only figured out recently about myself. Turns out I'm into a bit of DDLG and age-play, which is weird because it feels like the last thing you'd expect from someone in their 30s who's lived life on her own terms for decades. But there it is, I got this urge to go back, metaphorically speaking, and play at being the little one again under a dom's care. The first time it happened was with an older gentleman who runs this kind of scene pretty professionally. He looked after me as if I were his teenaged daughter for the weekend, from breakfast in bed to homework sessions (which involved more math problems than reading assignments). Physically, we didn't just talk about it; he had a way of gently but firmly guiding me through various tasks and activities that left my body tingling with anticipation. There was this one moment when I felt his hands on me, not rough or forceful, just enough to remind me of the boundaries we'd set, and it brought me right back to feeling like a kid again in every way imaginable.