Daddy Dom Novels & Stories

Daddy Dom Noah was back and this time I wasn't going to make a mistake. "Very good baby girl. You're already making Daddy proud. On your knees." I guess we were skipping the undressing piece. "I want you to worship my cock until I tell you to stop. You are not allowed to cum, you are not permitted to touch yourself even. I would bind your hands but, no, I want you to use them with that pretty little mouth of yours." I was already on my knees whimpering up at him like a lost puppy waiting for instructions. He didn't say to undress him.

I thought I was used to it, but he looks up at me with those green eyes and air escapes my lungs. “Remy Templeton. But you’re to call me sir, is that understood?” Those eyes are wasted on this ass, really. If I disobey him, Devil’s Playground will drop me. I ground my teeth as I force the words out. “Yes, sir.”

he states. "Yes, Daddy," I let out. I know using 'Sir' to call Zane was vulgar and out of the things we do when we are in the bedroom, but fuck it, I just wanted to try out something with Zane. Italian men make good Doms and the men I've met on the BDSM website so far are willing to have me at their club while I learn more about the topic. I love the part where Zane punishes me and also pleasures me, but what my body needs is a reminder that I could be open to trying other kinks in the frame.

I ask trying to be brave, I don't want to be locked in, not again. "You're dad biological daughter, we're all a family, his last words were to protect you. We won't be able to see you with just some random dom." Adam starts, there's no blood relation for sure, I'm only half a breed or that's what Rocco called me that day. "We want you to take one of us as your dom. I'm a daddy dom, Adam is a master, and Mouse is a dominant. No matter your classification, we'll be able to help you knowing you'll be safe" Rocco says.

He stomped his feet in discontent, asserting, "I want Mommy. I only need Mommy. Mommy will do anything for me without hesitation." Daniel forcefully pushed his father out of the room and, with an angry finger pointed at him, declared, "Daddy is a bad guy." With that, the little boy slammed the door shut. Once the door was closed, Daniel climbed onto the bed, panting. He sighed and curled up in the quilt, his small body heaving from exertion. All he wanted was his mommy. People often praised his daddy, but he couldn't find his mommy anywhere. He wasn't even allowed to mention her.

I grunted feeling the fullness in my stomach and I flinched when I felt the poke on my poleste. I'm gonna cum! N-no I can't! “Ahhh! Daddy!” I moaned instead, turning the remote to the highest. Kai gasped, his tongue sticking out, his eyes rolled back as his body arched up. Daddy slammed deep inside, my legs trembled and my toes curled. My tongue stuck out as I swayed on Kai's chest from the force of Daddy's slam. “P-please!” Kai yelped. Daddy grabbed my hair pinning me down as his pace quickened. “I- I can't take it! E-easy!”

And it’s been a week since we had a conversation and he never treated me like he normally would. If anything, we were now closer to one another. We would spend nights in each other's room, talking or having sex. Now Duncan wasn’t holding back because of the respect he had for my dad or anything. I got to see him in his real form. And I got to understand why he was always asking me if I knew what I was asking for. Duncan was a beast! A savage beast! Whenever he was having sex, he loved being dominant, I thought I loved dominant guys but he was on a whole new level.

“Don't worry, I'll clean it up later.” “Daddy!” Dom jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly, he looked up at me as I hugged him too. “I love you!” It was rare for him to say that, but when he did he meant it. “Donna, he called me Daddy!” His happy smile was contagious, he looked like he was hearing a compliment from his mother when he got dressed and went to show her.

"Little mouse thought she could run from us, but look at her now—spread open, begging, taking every inch like she was made for it." My toes curled as Caspian's deep octave sent shockwaves through my body. Zavian's hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to steal my breath. "Tell him how good it feels, pet. Tell him who owns this body now." *** I didn't mean to surrender to them, but I did. And one night of reckless abandon,born from heartbreak and humiliation, suddenly became my new addiction. It should have been nothing but a drunken mistake… but what happens when your biggest mistake refuses to let you go? When the men who once made you cry now make you scream their nam