Daddy Dom Punishment Novels & Stories

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“ Dad ,do not say that . You mentioned you could pass for you loved her . I did not want to loose another parent again after Mom passed . I told you the first day she scalded tea on my arms you — ” “ It was a mistake ” Mr Blair interrupted Isabella . “ Yes , every evil she does is a mistake . I am done with everything related to your wife . You promised you won't be with another after mom's death but you are did the opposite and with a she-devil who doesn't care about others just herself. You just ruined my mood .I hate her and Dad if she tries to be nice towards me in pretence , I would sting her hard like a deadly scorpion with no remorse .” Isabella blurts out her eyes red and full with t

I slowly remove his fingers from my mouth with a pop sound and his gaze darkens even more!. "You know you are playing with fire Sarah?" And i swallow and try to keep my knees from trembling upon hearing his words. "What....what if I like to....play with fire, Daddy?" I mumble shyly and he lets out a shaky breath. He slowly pulls me into his chest with his big strong muscular arms. His scent drives me crazy and my head starts to spin. "Daddy huh......You sure like to play with fire kitten....because once that fire starts you can't stop it....it will consume you!!" He whispers in my ear while slightly licking my earlobe making me moan softly and he chuckles.

The one I’d promised I’d read before signing. I got up and retrieved it from the living room table where I had left it. My mind raced as I thought of all the expectations he could have. From the contract and the way he took control in bed, I already guessed he was a Dom. My knowledge of BD.SM, though, was limited to a few movies and badly written books. I remembered how his voice had dropped when I’d said ‘Daddy.’ The way his eyes darkened. Yeah… definitely a Dom. I made a mental note to do some more research later as I read through the contract. Would he want to flog me or was he a dom that was into knife play? I had no idea but I was curious to find out.

He let me have exactly five minutes. Then he flipped me, pinned both wrists above my head with one hand, and fucked me from behind so hard the headboard slammed the wall. His hand was wrapped in my hair, pulling until my scalp burned. He spanked my ass with other hand again and again until it glowed red and I was sobbing with pleasure. “Who’s in charge, baby?” “You, fuck, you—” Another slap, harder this time. “Say it like you mean it.” “You own this pussy, uncle Dom, please—”

"you are so perfect Ava ,you just dont know how many times i have wanted to do this" My core throbbedonce more as his fingers stretched me sweetly . Nothing could beat this feeling . I let out a moan as his teeth gently nibbled my p*ssy lips . " just like that daddy" I screamed as his fingers thrusted in to me faster. "I need your d*ck please ". "beg for it Ava ,tell me you are my slut ". "i'm daddy's slut" "Good girl , now cum for daddy". The filthy wet sounds from my drenched p*ssy surprised me .

He was a good boy, giving Daddy what he wanted. Daddy’s eyes raked over him, his gaze a physical touch, hot and possessive. "Look at you," he rumbled, his voice thick with approval. "So fucking pretty. All mine." He reached out and wrapped his hand around Leo’s aching cock, his grip firm and sure. Leo cried out, his hips bucking forward, fucking into Daddy’s fist. The pleasure was overwhelming, a white-hot surge that made his knees weak. But Daddy’s grip tightened, stopping him. "Ah, ah, ah," he chided, his other hand coming up to grip Leo’s hip, holding him still. "You don't get to come yet. You haven't earned it. You haven't even been properly punished."

“Yes, Daddy.” He freezes. I open my eyes, suddenly aware that this isn’t play, this isn’t a scene, and that I really am, in fact, being spanked by a dom. And I just called him Daddy. My ass is on fire, my clit pulsing for attention, and all he does is lift me up off the desk and spin me around to look at him. “Did you just call me Daddy?” he growls. I fucked up. Oh, God, I totally fucked up. He’s going to hate me. He’ll push me away and never want to do this to me again. My one chance at being dommed, and I blew it with my big mouth.

I sighed, as if embarrassed, and said lightly, "It's nothing, really. This guy over here keeps on telling Joyce to call him her daddy, and for me to bow to him as a son-in-law. Apparently, it's an inside joke between them." While I spoke casually, Terrence did not take it casually at all. "Call him daddy?" His cane hit the floor with a heavy thud, before he raised his hand and slapped Joyce across the face. Smack! Joyce's head was slapped to the side, and blood even seeped out of the corner of her mouth. "You disgrace! I'm not dead yet, so why are you fooling around with men like this? You're a disgrace to our entire family!"

“Count how many times Daddy has to punish you before you learn.” “O-one… t-two—fuck, Daddy!—three!” By ten, I was a wreck—shaking, begging, his handprint branded on my skin. He dropped to his knees behind me, spreading my cheeks wide. “Look at this pretty little hole,” he rasped, tongue dragging from clit to ass in one filthy stripe. “All mine to ruin.” He devoured me like vengeance: tongue fucking my pussy, teeth nipping my clit, fingers stretching my ass until I screamed. I came twice—gushing on his face, thighs quaking—before he stood, belt unbuckling with a lethal snap.