I woke up feeling extra submissive, when this happens all I can think about is the best way to serve my Daddy. It was Sunday, which is our typical service day. I am supposed to concentrate on Him and do my best to make him happy. In turn it satisfies my submissive needs. I told Daddy how I was feeling and asked if he wanted to play with me. He said there had been something he has wanted to try and today would be a good day for it. He told me to go upstairs and wait for him. I eagerly danced up the stairs to our bedroom and waited for him. I could hear him in the garage rummaging around, then he came up to the room with his chin-up bar and some restraints. This looks interesting, I thought to myself...