Best Daddy Dom Books Novels & Stories

“He made a terrible mistake; he admitted that already, and he's willing to change. I really think you should give him another chance, especially for Noelle's sake.” I already knew this call was going to be unpleasant, but to come with guilt-tripping… I could feel my blood boiling with anger as she spoke. “He asked for the divorce, Mom. I didn't.” “He betrayed me, broke our vows, and asked for a divorce. He broke off the mate bond without considering Noelle back then. He never considered his very own daughter when he was walking away, and now he's back, and you really expect me to accept him back after all that?”

“My husband is the same. Kind of a daddy dom. Spanking, punishment, using you, leaving you gasping for air when you’re bad. But when you’re a good girl he takes care of everything you could possibly need or want—even things you don’t think of yourself. Then he also makes you come so hard you see stars.” Holy shit, I’m so red my head swims. She said the magic words—good girl. Lydia laughs. “Ding, ding, ding. You should see your face.” I think I hate her right now. The good girl thing has me asking, needing to know. “What the hell is a daddy dom?”

-- I ask with my hand next to Deniel's waiting for the kick that didn't come. --- Let me take care of it-- he starts stroking my belly while he gets as close as he can to it-- hey big boy, daddy gave the male who tried to touch mommy a good beating, I believe he will never again want to look in her direction-- my narrowed eyes narrow in her direction-- she got mad, but you know I did the right thing, right? I need you here soon to help me teach these fucked up males a good lesson... Interfering-- two kicks in a row are present and I widen my eyes realizing the obvious. Dominic will be a true miniature of Daniel."

Dom rubbed her back angry at him self for thinking that Dyelon's mother and brother could handle Dyelon and make sure he does the right thing by his daughter. “Excuse me sir, but the Beta is asking to speak with you, he says it’s urgent. One of his men came in from outside. Dom nodded and walked his daughter over to the bed his granddaughter was sleeping in. “Stay here, and be with Zy I will be right back I promise.” Dom said kissing his daughter and then kissing his granddaughter’s forehead, before walking out of the room. Gavin was standing there waiting for him, “What is it you want, I don't know what we would have to talk about. I told you that I was done waiting on you and your mother t

The entire shelving unit rattled. “You want to forget your name? I’ll fuck you until the only word in your mouth is mine.” She couldn’t even speak. Her mouth fell open, breath shattered, her body jerking with every thrust. I spat on her back and pounded harder. Her thighs shook, her ass bounced against me with each brutal stroke. “You’re mine,” I growled, pounding into her so deep she choked on her own moan. “You like when Daddy claims this tight little pussy all for himself? You giving me this perfect little hole to fuck like it belongs to me?”

-IRIS (newbie) I hit send quickly still feeling kind of silly for asking this girl for this type of guidance. I smiled, closed my computer, and laid back on my bed. I started to scroll on my phone searching Google for more information about daddy-doms, and what it meant to be a baby girl. In all seriousness, it seems as if a daddy is more protective, more nurturing, and more caring than a regular dom. They enjoy punishments like spanking, making their girl stand naked in the corner, edging (What the hell is that?), and quickies that only please them. Rewards would be shopping sprees, movies, cuddling, orgasms, and doing his baby's favorite things. I also read about bratting, which I am prett

Tina straddled the arm of the couch on my other side, her hand already between my legs, two fingers sliding through my dripping folds. “Oh my god… she’s dripping down cock already. So fucking wet for you, Sir.” Dad’s hand gripped my ass, spreading me open. His cockhead nudged my entrance, hot and slick. “Look at you… so fucking ready to take daddy’s cock like you were made for it.” He pushed in slow—inch by thick inch—stretching me open until I was full, burning and perfect. I cried out, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck—Daddy—too big…”

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

Oh, that great and tough business tycoon Jairus Ezekiel has a habit of talking in his sleep, blabbering all his secrets out! [I wrote this book in 2019, I’m uploading it after a bit of editing and adding more chapters. Pardon me for the blunders and unusual style.] -Claimed by my alpha bully- 5 chapters are up! Search through web, signing on monday!

“Yes, Daddy.” He freezes. I open my eyes, suddenly aware that this isn’t play, this isn’t a scene, and that I really am, in fact, being spanked by a dom. And I just called him Daddy. My ass is on fire, my clit pulsing for attention, and all he does is lift me up off the desk and spin me around to look at him. “Did you just call me Daddy?” he growls. I fucked up. Oh, God, I totally fucked up. He’s going to hate me. He’ll push me away and never want to do this to me again. My one chance at being dommed, and I blew it with my big mouth.