My daddy has always treated me since he met me as if I were a delicate and desirable girl who needed to be guided with a firm hand by him. At first, when I still believed I was a boy, I was disgusted, but as soon as he fucked me and achieved my absolute surrender to his masculinity, I understood that he was right. He freed me from pretending to be strong and masculine; now I can show my gentle, helpful, loving, and obedient nature. With him, I feel protected and desired. I no longer have to worry about what I should do because he decides everything. I just have to be feminine and well-groomed for him, serve him, and give him pleasure.