Daddy Dom Punishment Mga Nobela at Kwento

"An hour? That's too long... Please, daddy, hurry. I need you to fuck me again, dominate me. Tell me what you'll do, make me wetter while I wait." “Oh, I'll tell you, kitten," he growled, his tone turning commanding. "When I get there, I'll tie your hands, eat that pussy until you're sobbing, then flip you over and fuck your ass if you're good or maybe your throat first until tears run down your face. You want that? My little submissive slut…" “Yes, daddy...Just come home soon…" Her breaths came quicker, fingers circling faster, but she obeyed, stopping short of the edge.

My body bounced under him, and my moans became jerky. He went in so deep that I could feel his cock hitting every corner of my insides. When he went a little deeper. “Ahhhhhhhh," I growled. My grip on him tightened and my thighs instinctively drew closer. “Spread those thighs for daddy," he ordered. Calm but authoritative. I obeyed. Like a little slut, I spread my thighs wide. Giving him enough access to continue with his assault on my cunt.

“He should. That’s the point. She needs to see we don’t hide it. Her pussy’s ours to look at.” I kept my eyes on hers, slid my wet fingers up her stomach, over the thin shirt, and hooked it just under her chin so she couldn’t look away. Her own cum was on my hand, smeared near her mouth now. “Option one, little girl. Daddy eats what he punished, I’m gonna lick that clit and tongue your pussy till you squirt on my face. Then Option two, Daddy takes it raw, suit and all, cock in your pussy with no condom, and you’re gonna take every inch like the good dirty thing you are, cum leaking down your thighs after.”

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

"You're going to ruin my make-up." "It's already ruined." He flipped her on all fours as though she weighed less than a molecule. She grasped the bed sheet, as she felt the warm tip of his cock kiss the entrance of vagina, sending hot streams down her frozen spine. "It's time for your own punishment. I'm not going to let that slide." He barreled into her without warning, making her gasp with delight. "How do you want to punish me, Daddy?" "Daddy will not go easy on you unless you cum seven times on his cock."

My legs are still shaking as Daddy gently and slowly keeps fucking my poor little hole. "Sorry isn't good enough slut," Master says firmly. "It's alright love, just make sure you ask next time yeah?" Daddy says as he cups my cheek. I nod to daddy and he gently kisses me. "I'll put our slut in his place," Master says sadistically but daddy shakes his head. "No no, he didn't mean it. I'll just fuck him until I finish and that can be his punishment," daddy says and I smile at him. Master rolls his eyes and goes back to jerking off.

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.

he said with so much authority, fingers pounding, and I screamed. “Daddy!” I screamed. “Oh my god, Daddy, I’m gonna cum, oh my god, gonna cum, Daddy, please, I wanna cum now…” I said, shaking, trying to escape his hold while he kept digging. “Don’t cum yet till I tell you,” he hissed, his voice different, teeth gritted, eyes rolling. I couldn’t see him clear, tears all over my eyes, and I couldn’t take it no more. “Daddy, please, let me cum…” This was punishment, this was torture, and I loved every fucking inch of it.

I feel the sensually assaulted cheek is stinging red. "Oh, baby. You have such a fine ass for me to punish." He slaps, but less harder this time. His palm rubs the sore spot. "When did you start behaving like a Dom? Like Kaden" I stutter. "Ever since you turned into a disobedient naughty girl, now have you learned your lesson?" "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, Daddy." "Good girl." He releases me and I kneel in front of him. I never realize how not wearing panties can anger a man this much. Note to self: wear your damn panties, for God's sake. But then again, don't because the punishment is actually kind of nice?

“I want to fuck this throat properly. Relax your jaw, baby. Let Uncle use your mouth like a tight little pussy.” Dom reached around and rubbed my swollen clit in fast, firm circles while continuing to pound into me from behind. “You’re going to come again soon, aren’t you, baby?” he growled, spanking my ass hard. “Come with two family cocks inside you. Such a dirty little bride. Your husband couldn’t even stay awake to fuck you, but we’re going to ruin every hole tonight.”