Novel & Cerita Daddy Dom Punishments

Trembling, I lie down across his lap, my ass curving into the air. In a sudden, breathtaking motion, my panties are pulled down to my knees. Slap! Slap! He spanks one round cheek, then the other. Over and over. Faster and faster. Not hard, but enough to sting. "This is what Daddy does when you've been a bad girl," he says, in that low, menacing voice. More spanks. As I wriggle, he drops a firm arm across my waist to keep me in place. "This is what you need. Have you ever gotten the discipline you deserve, Kori?"

(Dominic POV) "Yes daddy, punish me. Punish your little slut." I shoved two fingers into her dripping cunt, curling them deep until her back arched off my desk. Her nails clawed for purchase, lipstick already smeared across her cheek. “Look at you,” I growled against her throat. “Parading around like a businesswoman, but spread out like a common whore.” Her moan was shameless. “I am your whore, Daddy. Just for you.”

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!

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I thought my biggest secret was the one that could destroy me. I was wrong. To survive college, I built a secret life behind a camera. I hide my face, keep my real identity locked away, and let strangers pay to see the side of me nobody knows exists. Then my mother calls. She's getting married. To Alexander Black. A billionaire. A man powerful enough to buy almost anything—and the man my mother has chosen because becoming his wife will give her the status, influence, luxury, and social power she's always craved. I expect him to be arrogant. I don't expect to be attracted to him. And I certainly don't expect him to look at me like there's something familiar about me. Because Alexan

And he knows; he knows that I am powerless against him, which is why he is acting in this manner. “You want me to fuck you, huh?” I sputtered as he violently grabbed my ass and continued speaking. “You think you can tame an old daddy like me?” Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s stone-like voice makes me nervous, but I’m not backing down; I know what I want.

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

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.

I mean if all I had to do to last time to unleash the Beast was to dismiss myself and wear some still pretty decent nightwear; then he surely is not going to hold back tonight. I will not let him. "Oh daddy! I have been a very bad girl, I deserve your punishment, don't go easy on me, punish me daddy." I will say it just like Tarlia and fall on my knees- and if I am as lucky as Tarlia, I will never have to wonder again how many of his inches I can take down my throat. I will provoke him until he gives me a taste of his brutality, just a taste. I should have bought a dildo and practiced when Jun suggested it over a year ago. I do not want to gag and hurl and embarass myself or fail to make him