Daddy Dom Punishment Novels & Stories

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.”

Chapter 27 - Stella dreams of two cocks Stella's POV "Daddy, master, shoot your cum inside your dirty girl. I've been bad, fuck my ass and pussy till I can't think, punish me," I scream, as the two monsters plunge their rods in my pussy and ass simultaneously. No mercy. But that's how I like it. "I love it when you take me roughly like that. Make me forget my name, make me cum all my juices and squeeze your pleasure rods for you. I'm your cum dump, use me."

He poked inside her, and his two fingers were covered with clear discharge. He brought his two fluid-coated fingers up in front of her, his eyes full of enjoyment as he looked at the embarrassed Emma, “Look at this, my daughter, so stimulated by daddy that you’re soaking wet. You truly are a naughty daughter. How does it feel? Very stimulating, isn’t it?” Emma was horrified by his form of address. Her face went pale, and she instinctively slapped away his other hand that was trying to touch her, “I am not your daughter... you can’t call me that.”

Domenico grunted behind me, his hands moved away from my ass cheeks and before I knew it, he had grabbed unto my waist, picking me up and threw me over his shoulder. “Daddy!” I gasped when his hand gripped my ass hard, right where I was still sore. The pain made me cry out, but so did the heat that followed. Where daddy had punished me still hurt like hell, but that didn't stop me from wanting this, wanting him. Craving this moment. In fact, the punishment was what triggered my arousal. “Reina,” Domenico moaned out my name again, carefully lowering me onto the couch. He pressed something on the side, and the sofa shifted back a little, creating enough space for both of us.

God. "Mmmm..." I jerked and gripped the white plush sheets. Then, he pushed inside. A long moan came out of me as he thrusted in and out. Pleasure reigned my body, and my face contorted in it. "Uhmm, D-dom..." I writhed under his arms when he went berserk. The next thing I knew, He was pounding. Hard and fast. "O-ohhh, daddy! F-faster!" Dom grunted and inched towards my face. "You want it harder, baby girl?"

fuck, why can't you stop with that voice. "Okay, Daddy. I'll be waiting, very..." I dragged out the word. "Very impatiently," he chuckled lowly. "You're going to behave for me, alright? I'll reward you," "I'd like that," I said immediately, submitting to Daddy Jackson. He's a soft Dom. They're just as bad as the hardcore Doms, that I'm aware. Jackson has a way of being gentle while messing with you most sensually. It's pure torture. I was interrupted by the knock on my door. I stood up to go and open. "I'm getting off the phone now, okay?"

“Fuck—Daddy—you’re so deep—” He fucks me like he owns me—hard, punishing strokes that make my whole body jolt. One hand fists my hair, yanking my head back. The other slaps my ass repeatedly, leaving stinging handprints. “This tight little cunt belongs to Daddy,” he snarls, pounding into me relentlessly. “Say it.” “It’s yours, Daddy! This pussy is yours—” He reaches around and rubs my clit in rough, demanding circles. “Cum on Daddy’s cock again. Milk me like the greedy little girl you are.”

Daddy moved his hand further down, taking his fingers to my pussy entrance and then he pushed two fingers into my pussy with my panties. "Aaaahhh..." I moaned as the panties got thrusted into my pussy. "Daddy..." I moaned and he suddenly stopped and smacked my panty clad clit. I bit down hard on the dress to stop myself from crying out and letting it out of my mouth. Daddy spanked my clit again and again. And again and again. Until my knees were bucked and I was whimpering softly. "Uhhfff... Mmfff... Daddy..." My moans remained muffled as the pain and pleasure ran through me, the pleasure effortlessly dominating the pain.

Breath ragged against his palm. He slowed. Edged me. Pulled out right when I was about to tip over. I sobbed—quiet, frustrated—hips pushing back chasing him. He pushed back in. Fucked me hard. Fast. “Beg,” he growled. “Please,” I gasped against his hand. “Please, Daddy, don’t stop.” He groaned. Thrust deeper. Fingers rubbing my clit fast. I came again. Hard. Body convulsing. Pussy spasming around him. Wetness soaking the sheets.