Daddy Dom Punishment Novels & Stories

Bethany jeered, showing me all her teeth. I grimaced and wrapped my arms around myself. My whole body shook with rage but I willed myself to keep it under control. "I see it in your eyes now. You're pissed. You're angry. But you're too weak to do anything about it…" SLAP! The palm of my hand struck Bethany's cheek. "Shut up you b*tch! Daddy is dying and all you care about is money and revenge. I don't have time to deal with your issues."

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."

Gael Slater: Freddy Frugal is upping my allowance? Lucian rolls his eyes and tousles the boy's hair, earning a groan of protest. Lucian Slater: I think what you mean to say is; 'Thank you, pop. That was so generous. You are the best daddy in the world'. Gael raises an eyebrow as he glances up at Lucian. Completely against the suggestion. Lucian Slater: Twelve dollars. Gael's eyes pop open. Gael Slater: You're the best father in the world, and I love you more than I love your sloppy joes.

“I’ll make sure I punish you in ways you can’t forget. For letting men pleasure you, kid. Your voice will be sore tomorrow given how much you'll cry tonight…” “I want it…make me sore. Just do it, dad.” He sinks his fingers into the depths of my throat and leans closer. Daddy takes the side of my lips in a coaxing kiss while I gurgle because of his fingers working down my throat. “Your punishment will be long…hard…” He touches my right nipple and whispers. “Tough. Or should I say…rough?” I’m still struggling to find the right words and respond to him when I feel him haul me up.

“You are so huge, daddy.” “Isn’t that what you need?” He smirked and spanked me hard again. I let out a low cry. “You never want me to stop anytime I have it inside of you. You enjoy it, don’t you?” He asked, and when I was slow to respond him, he spanked me harshly one more time. “Yes! Yes! Daddy.” My body shook. “Good girl.” He said with a smile and a soft tap of my cheeks. “You are daddy’s girl.”

I whimpered, my head rolling back. "That's it," he grunted, his one hand moving from my a*ss to take a hold of my hair. "Be a good girl for me. You’ve been begging for this since the moment I first put that belt on your skin. You want me to ruin you, don't you?" I was delirious, nodding frantically as I arched into the right angle. "Yes... punish me, Daddy... I’m sorry, just don't stop... ah..."

And my whole body dissolves in the molten lava of my release. “Fuck, yes,” Daddy growls, and lets himself finally take his own pleasure. He pushes deep – as deep as he can go, splitting me in two – and then holds himself there. His large body strains, tenses… and he rides the undulating, pulsing waves, just lets them wash over him, crash over him, over and over, before slowly relaxing.

This man wasn't giving me chance to catch my breath, and I was feeling drowned by his powerful touches —he's amazing just like his son! "Yes, daddy!" I gasped sharply when he slash the kiss, and we both gazed at each other piercingly. Mr. Reagan's traveled to my thighs and he slipped into my pant, he flicked his fingers as he sorted for my pussy. Before I could say a word; he thrust his two strong fingers into my pussy. "Ow!" I moaned, my hands settling on his broad shoulders as he molested my pussy. Causing a series of emotions mixed with sensation to flush through my veins, the adrenaline was too much!

From where I was, I could hear her heart pounding. “Do you really have no objections to me being a Dom?” She shook her head. “I am only a Dom in the bedroom, but when we go into the outside world, you are my equal. Nothing changes. Are you happy with that?” She gave a nod. “Words Camille.” “Yes.” She finally spoke up. “Yes, what?” “Yes, Daddy.” My beast squealed with delight. “I will not tolerate mistakes. If you make mistakes, I will punish you. I am a barbarous Camille. Do you understand what that means?”

I moaned, my eyes locked on our reflection. I felt his heavy, bare hand come down hard against my bare ass cheek. "Ah!" I moaned out loud, the heat spreading across my skin. "You're going to be punished, Kitty-cat," he growled. "Yes, Daddy... please punish me," I begged. He spanked me again. "Yes, Daddy! Fuck" He spanked me over and over again. It was hard, stinging and hurting badly, but the pain only made my pussy lips rub against each other. I was getting so incredibly wet and even dripping onto the sheets.