Daddy Dom Punishment Novels & Stories

"Well, first, here's a lil pic for you to look at while you jerk off." "Holy, shit... But, I gave you a fucking order. Tell me what the fuck you'd do to my cock, you bad girl. Tell me how you'd suck me dry, little one, and don't be shy... I'm stroking my cock as we speak, I fucking need you to make me cum, Myla." "I'm sorry, Daddy." Her fucking timidness is showing big time right now, even over text. I can tell she was fucking mistreated before, and if I find out which dom tortured her the way he did, I'll fucking kill him.

he slammed into her harder, “belongs to me. And you’re going to be fucking nice to her from now on.” I watched in stunned, horny fascination as Daddy dominated Mom, fucking her like he was punishing her. Her legs were shaking and her angry face was flushed with unwanted pleasure. He leaned closer to her ear, still pounding her relentlessly. “Say it. Say you’ll be good to our princess.” “I— fuck— I hate you—” she moaned, but her voice was breaking. Daddy spanked her ass hard and fucked her deeper. “Say it.” “I’ll… I’ll be nice to her— oh god—”

I ground down harder, shamelessly chasing every wet stroke of his tongue and every thrust of his fingers. My heavy tits bounced with every movement. Sweat slicked my skin. I could feel how soaked his face already was, how completely I was using him. Using him. My Uncle Jayden. My Daddy. “That’s it,” he growled against my pussy, the words muffled and filthy. “Fuck my face. Drown me in it. Show Daddy how desperate this little pussy is.” I did in a pace that rocked the bed frame. That rocked my world. That made me nothing but a slut for him.

-IRIS (newbie) I hit send quickly still feeling kind of silly for asking this girl for this type of guidance. I smiled, closed my computer, and laid back on my bed. I started to scroll on my phone searching Google for more information about daddy-doms, and what it meant to be a baby girl. In all seriousness, it seems as if a daddy is more protective, more nurturing, and more caring than a regular dom. They enjoy punishments like spanking, making their girl stand naked in the corner, edging (What the hell is that?), and quickies that only please them. Rewards would be shopping sprees, movies, cuddling, orgasms, and doing his baby's favorite things. I also read about bratting, which I am prett

It has been years since Daddy even yelled at me, let alone apply other sorts of punishments! I remembered how much it hurt when Daddy hit me with his bare hands. If Daddy was really mad, he may even find something else to hit me with! Strangely enough, I felt my pussy swell and I felt some girly musky wetness ooze from between my pussy lips. I knew I was turned on by Daddy’s manly body, but I had no idea the thought of Daddy taking control and punishing me turned me on as well!

“My husband is the same. Kind of a daddy dom. Spanking, punishment, using you, leaving you gasping for air when you’re bad. But when you’re a good girl he takes care of everything you could possibly need or want—even things you don’t think of yourself. Then he also makes you come so hard you see stars.” Holy shit, I’m so red my head swims. She said the magic words—good girl. Lydia laughs. “Ding, ding, ding. You should see your face.” I think I hate her right now. The good girl thing has me asking, needing to know. “What the hell is a daddy dom?”

I could hear him breathing, feel the heat of his body, smell his masculine scent mixed with the faint trace of my own arousal. Daddy pushed me forward onto my stomach, then pulled my hips up so I was on my knees with my face and bound arms pressed into the mattress. My ass was raised high, pussy and tight little hole completely exposed to him. He spread my knees wider with his hands. “Such a pretty view,” he murmured, running his palms over my ass cheeks. “Daddy is going to use you hard tonight. I am going to fuck you the way I have been fantasizing about for months. No holding back. No gentle daddy. Just pure dominance.”

I begged, grinding down deep then bouncing frantic, tits jiggling heavy, pussy creaming down his shaft wet and loud. He slapped harder, gripping my cheeks spreading them wide to watch his cock disappear inside me. "Good girl... taking every inch like a slut. Daddy loves watching you ride reverse, ass bouncing on my big dick." Thunder boomed as I rode harder, lightning illuminating us—his hands slapping rhythmic, my moans turning desperate. "Daddy, gonna cum... your cock's too deep!" "Cum for me," he ordered dominant, one hand sliding around to rub my clit fast, the other slapping my ass red. "Clench that pussy and cum hard on Daddy's cock."

The next morning, Daddy woke me with a gentle kiss on my forehead and his hand already between my legs, checking how wet I was. “Today we’re taking the training to the next level, babygirl,” he said, voice low and commanding. “We’re spending the entire afternoon at the luxury mall. You will try on many outfits in the fitting rooms while I control the toys. The patterned plug stays in your ass, the powerful vibrator in your pussy, and I will change the patterns whenever I want. You must stay quiet and composed no matter what. If you come without permission or make any noise that draws attention, the punishment tonight will be very strict.”

the dominating man over me asked as he continued to devour my jaw and neck. “Yes Daddy. I lied. I wanted to breed you,” I dumbly answered as I felt myself sink deeper and deeper into my fuzzy head space due to Dominic’s intensely pleasure inducing love bites. “Good boy,” Dominic complimented making me feel pleased with myself. I definitely had a praise kink too when it came to the Daddy over me. I loved it when he praised me. I loved him so much already ! “Do you want Daddy to play with your baby hole here ?” he asked as he played with the outer folds of my rim making gentle, soothing circles around it with his fingers. “Or do you want Daddy to fuck you senseless ?” he gave the other choice.