I have a love/hate relationship with my body, more so now while my organs are staging a mutiny, but that’s for another post.
My body has many marks from many battles, but its still mine and only since I met Daddy have I started to enjoy my body more. Where in the past I would hide away thinking that my plus sized body was something to be ashamed of, I have since started to realise that just cause i'm thicc doesn't mean i'm not pretty. He loves my body and when I see how much it turns him on, it makes me love it too.
To me this is made evident by my willingness to be naked around him. When its just he and I, there are no clothes for me to hide behind. I will walk about the house naked and sit with him boobs and butt out for display. He makes me feel sexy and that makes me feel good about myself. He on occasion will “examine his property” which I’m less keen on as standing in position for him to look at me naked still feels weird but I’m getting better at it.
In the past, I wouldn’t let my partners see me completely naked unless I could control where their eyes went. But with Daddy, he can and has seen me in every position, from every angle and in actual day light. 5 years ago that would have caused me to have a nervous breakdown but now I’m just like whatever … I’m all his after all.
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