Daddy Dom Stories Novels & Stories

He swore viciously, shaking the sting away. "One victory in a rigged betting pool against lackluster competition, and suddenly our useless damned cousin is the prodigal son again? He waltzes back in after years away and gets handed the company crown just like that?" Blaine pushed off from the windows, the city lights blurring behind him as he paced agitatedly across the thick carpet. He spun and slammed his fist against the paneled wall hard enough to make the antique oil paintings jump. Brady didn't even blink, merely taking another slow sip of whiskey. "So what's your grand scheme then?" he asked mockingly once he had drained his glass. "Whine to Father until he changes his senile old mind

Thoughts of him dominating me and using me endlessly in every corner of his house made me orgasm violently . my chat pooped with a new message only this time round i replied to it honestly . "c*mming while thinking of me di*ty sl*t ' " yes daddy " i typed with my shaking hands knowing the man was just a few metres from me . This time, I wanted him know how much of a slut i could be and that he could not shame me for doing that i loved. But what i did not know the man was standing infront of my door the whole time .

Daddy was on the verge of killing grandpa and then he blackmailed mommy into marrying him and turned me into his sex slave. Dominik doesn’t seem to have any qualms though. He wants a child like it’s a business deadline. One year. No excuses. Good genes. I didn’t know it was possible for anyone to be as much of an asshole as he is. What if the child inherits that? I swallow hard and move to the bathroom, my hand instinctively going to the small packet of tampons in the cabinet. I pull it out, my fingers probing the center. Still there. Good. My tiny rebellion made the journey undetected. It’s a pathetic shield against a tank, but it's the only one I have, and It’s the only barrier left betwee

​I squeezed my eyes shut, and suddenly, my mind betrayed me. ​I wasn't in the car anymore. I was pinned against the bathroom sink. I could feel Vance's heavy, brutal thrusts completely tearing me apart. I could hear Vance’s dark voice ordering me to stay quiet. The mere memory of Vance’s massive size and his ruthless pace sent a violent, heavy ache straight to my core. ​My psy clenched hard, soaking wet, reacting entirely to the memory of my stepdad while another boy was actively trying to fk me. ​Brody groaned loudly, finishing with a messy, rushed thrust, and collapsed against my shoulder.

Once my dick got freed from my brief, Dom immediately starts masturbating it. "I want to suck you daddy Zie and Daddy Dom," Nick said in a needy voice when our lips parted. "What do you think, Dom? Are you a sucker or you want someone to suck you?" I asked Dom jokingly. "I can do both things, sir. But this time, I want your boy to suck me real good." Dom replied as he steps back and stands beside me, he starts to remove his belt and slightly lowered his pants. Nick, on the other hand, got down from the sink and knelt in front of Dom and me, like a horny slut waiting to devour our dicks.

He pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me again, his cock already starting to harden once more. “Spread your legs, Poppy. Daddy’s going to fuck that little pussy again.”

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

My thighs press together instinctively. “Ten,” he states. “Ten what?” I ask, batting my lashes up at him. “Strokes. You’ll take every single one tonight. And you’ll thank me for each of them.” My breath catches. I’m already soaked, the silk between my thighs growing slick. This is exactly what I wanted—the delicious push and pull, the unyielding control. I’ve played with softer Doms before, the kind who caved the moment I pouted. Damien won’t. I can already feel it in my bones.

I swallowed hard, "I see. It seems that he frequents this dungeon often?" "He rarely visits in person, but most of the submissives who work here have played with him before. They say he is the most respectful, skillful, and caring Dom here." One of them smiled. It was obvious that he thought I should feel lucky to serve such a man. "It sounds like today is my lucky day! I don't even know how I got here, let alone being selected by such a great master…" I murmured, but enough for him to hear, playing a game to see if one of them would divulge how I had ended up here tonight.

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.