Daddy Dom Novels & Stories

Hello ya'all, author here. I am glad to announce that season two of Daddy is a rich CEO will be out soon, but not to worry, it's not about Alec and Natasha, those two needs to enjoy their love life. I will be glad to hear your opinions on it, as I am debating either Emily's story, or Zoey's story first, whichever you think you love best, let me know.

I say. He thrusts into my hot pussy again. He pushes all the way to the bottom and stops. My pussy is entirely full of his hard cock. I squirm, wanting him to thrust into me. He pushes into me further slowly. He smacks my ass again. I begin to cum hard. My walls are vibrating. My legs are weak. My moans are louder. I push back, trying to get him to pound me hard while I cum. Daddy begins fucking me faster as I cum uncontrollably all over his cock. Daddy begins to moan as he releases his seed into me. He lay over the sofa exhausted. He smacks me on the ass one last time.

“I need it, Jax. I’m so fucking horny I can’t think straight.” He smirked. “From now on, you call me Daddy when my cock is inside you.” He didn’t wait for an answer. Jax spun her around, and shoved her forward against the marble kitchen counter, and yanked her yoga pants and soaked thong down in one rough motion. Her bare ass and dripping pussy were exposed to the cool air. “Fuck… look at that married cunt,” he groaned, running two thick fingers up her clit. She was drenched. “Already dripping for another man’s cock. What a dirty little slut.”

Am a fuckin daddy to a five year old, this is so unbelievable. Robbie dropped the rest of the papers he was holding and pulled me in for a bro hug. "I can't believe this J, the boy looks exactly like you, am so proud of you." "Robbie," I called him three times just to make sure I wasn't dreaming and his replying to all my calls is what made me believe that I wasn't dreaming. This is real, Am A DADDY! * * * Arla's Pov "Goodbye sweetheart," I kissed my son on the cheek and kissed my mom next.

My prostate is stimulated repeatedly which leaves me unable to contain my sounds of pleasure. "Does my little slut like being used by another Dom?" Daddy asks as he pushes his cock into my mouth. It almost goes past my limit but is quickly pulled back to avoid making me gag. I nod my head the best I can with his dick in my mouth which makes daddy chuckle. "Such a little cock-slut."

Two days after Seamus's confession Charlotte was still browsing the internet on what is the meaning of a Dom, a Daddy, and what was expected as a submissive. And the definition was way more than what Charlotte was expecting. There were a lot of Doms and varieties of kinks, from the Daddy caring type to the hardcore ones who like to smack their pretty little subs into submission.

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.

I'm not innocent, I already killed someone before but I'm trying my best to be clean as much as possible. "Just fucking do your thing and meet me here at the hotel that I'm staying. Find where in hell the Maxwell is hiding right now." I said and immediately hung up on him because I don't want to hear him laughing at my frustrations. I quickly put on my boxer brief, my plain-white shirt, and my pants. I looked at my reflection in front of the full-length mirror and I couldn't help but gasp when I saw the bruised on the side of my neck, it was all my father's fault. We're doing a sparring yesterday and he was a bit aggressive that I thought he forgot that I'm still a fucking human and not the

I swallowed hard, "I see. It seems that he frequents this dungeon often?" "He rarely visits in person, but most of the submissives who work here have played with him before. They say he is the most respectful, skillful, and caring Dom here." One of them smiled. It was obvious that he thought I should feel lucky to serve such a man. "It sounds like today is my lucky day! I don't even know how I got here, let alone being selected by such a great master…" I murmured, but enough for him to hear, playing a game to see if one of them would divulge how I had ended up here tonight.

After a long moment, Damien finally spoke, his voice hoarse, low, and heavy with oppressive force: “I already knew about that long ago. Did you really think that just because you told that woman to keep it secret, she would actually keep it for you?” “W-What?” Emma looked at him in bewilderment. Damien gripped her chin tightly, a smile of amusement curling his lips as he spoke with mockery and disdain: “My dear daughter, what am I going to do with you? So naïve and foolish. Do you really believe you can survive and leave your daddy? Do you really think you’re so capable that you can go wherever you please? My daughter, do you truly think daddy wouldn’t know anything?” His laughter spilled ou