Daddy Dom Punishments Novels & Stories

he assures me, placing me in his bed and leaving me to sleep, with him close to me of course. "Damon," I say waking up earlier than him, sitting on top of his chest. "You're so close to a spanking, you want one?" he asks me, I shook my head no, I never want another spanking ever again. "Then it's daddy, and you stay close to me, you don't run off, and you don't talk back, okay?" he reminds me of my rules, not that I follow them. "Okay," I say nodding my head yes.

' His hand splayed over her belly, feeling the life inside, the primal connection fueling his dominance. 'I’m yours, daddy! Fuck—harder! Pound this pussy, make me scream! I need your cock destroying me!' She begged, voice breaking into moans, the raw urgency making her submit completely. Between his rough thrusts, he slowed just enough to tease, pulling almost out before slamming back in, forcing her words. 'Say it—beg for my cum again. Tell daddy to breed you deeper!' Bentley snarled, one hand gripping her throat lightly, the other pinching her clit, sending sparks through her.

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—”

She knew what she was doing. She dropped to her knees. Looked up. “Please, daddy.” Dominic grabbed her hair. Fisted it. Yanked her head back. “You’re playing a dangerous fucking game.” She licked her lips. “Then punish me.” His belt was off in a heartbeat. She gasped. He yanked her up by her hair and threw her face-first onto the bed. One hand pushed her spine down. The other gripped the belt. “You wanna stay behind?” he growled, circling her like a wolf. “Then you’ll stay here with stripes on your ass. So every time you sit down, you’ll remember what I do to little girls who tease their daddy.”

I think this would only hurt him a little bit since I put too much lubricant on my dick and his asshole so that I can fuck him smoothly. "Fuck! I-it hurts, sir." Dom complained in gritted teeth as he holds Nick's waist firmly. "Shall I pull my dick out?" I asked Dom but I had no intention of pulling my dick out of his hole. "D-Don't pull it, sir." Dom's determined replied making me smile proudly at him. I slowly thrust my dick inside his hole, his moans filled the restroom. "Your dick is slowly pulling out of my hole, daddy Dom," Nick said.

“I want you to... to cum in me.” A slow, predatory smile spread across his face, and I felt a thrill of both fear and excitement. He kneeled on the bed, but before I could anticipate what he was doing, my father gripped my hips and flipped me over. He lifted my lower half up off the bed, my ass popped up, and shoved my thighs open, my pussy lips parting obscenely. “You’ll get all of that, sweet girl. But first, Daddy is going to spank this perfect ass and pussy until they are swollen and pink. Then I’ll force my cock in you and make you take every ounce of my cum.”

We are getting somewhere. “You want daddy to fuck you like a whore? You want my fat cock deep inside you?” “Dane…” I moaned, nodding my head, heavy with desire. “You can still say my name. I'm offended.” “What–” “By the time I'm done with you, you won't know how to fucking read or speak. You will beg me to let you go, and I won't.”

My smile growing as his eyes delve into mine. "Did you enjoy that baby girl?" His words are growled, and I laugh while nodding. "How could I not daddy, you took the orders perfectly, like a good little..." His hand covers my mouth. "I think you get your first real punishment, baby girl, strip." He steps back, and I do, excited for what is to come. "So, daddy, my punishment, what is it?" I smile at him. "The penny hold, baby girl and six whips."

"One - thank you for punishing me, Daddy." Another crack, harder. "Two - fuck - thank you for punishing me, Daddy." He builds a rhythm - not fast, but relentless. Each strike burns hotter than the last, the leather biting into my flesh, turning my ass from pink to red to throbbing, welted agony. "You wanted Daddy's attention?" CRACK. "You wanted me to stop ignoring you?" CRACK. "This is what happens to bratty little stepdaughters who tease." CRACK. "Fifteen - thank you - thank you for punishing me, Daddy-"

“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.