A Secret I've Kept Quietly Too Long

I'm an artist who's always been creative in more ways than just paint and canvas. There are these moments when playing the little one feels so natural, like a character I slip into whenever we're alone. It started as a game but turned serious with my caregiver partner. We explore that dynamic, me eagerly accepting guidance and discipline. Once, after losing control at an art show, he brought me back home to help regain my composure, calling me his little one, reminding me of the rules and consequences. I felt both humiliated and strangely relieved as we walked through it together. It's hard to share this publicly but the shame is too heavy a burden to carry alone.