Daddy Issues Novels & Stories

It was kinda- actually, it was really hot seeing those boys get worked over rough by those huge horse cocked studs while crying out, 'daddy'. I thought calling another man daddy was weird. I heard people say that only boys with daddy issues called men 'daddy'. Daddy issues or not, those boys in the p**n looked like they were having a damn good time taking fat cocks in their asses while getting spanked, choked, gagged, slapped, and their hair pulled by those sexy older men. Unreal. Did I want all that? Did I want to get spanked? Would Mr. Gilson even liked being called daddy?

Perks of living with a hot-headed and hot-bodied guy. “What about you? You've never mentioned your dad before.” His eyes darted briefly at me. “I'm not doing that with you.” "What? I didn't ask anything wrong.” "No, you didn't. I am not about to get into an uncomfortable sad exchange of dad stories.” So, he does have daddy issues as well. I wonder what they could be As easily as his walls came down, it went right back up. Adrian was a hard person to read. “When do we begin the training? I am eager to start.”

I didn’t understand how he could look more dejected than me with all the problems. “You look tired,” I said as I pulled stickers and tore them in half before I tossed them on the floor. “Any troubles at home?” I asked because at one time, we used to share everything with each other and whenever he was looking this way, it was always issues from home. The man he called his dad technically wasn’t his dad but his former step dad, so his mother wasn’t married to the man anymore because he refused to follow his mom to her fifth marriage. Anyway, the man doesn’t treat him that well sometimes, he was a glorified house help. In fact, it was one of the reasons we were able to bond in a way Nikki I co

He answered flatly without any enthusiasm. So far, what I have gathered is that we all suffer from one kind of daddy issue or another. It seems Nate never knew his father. Christopher pissed of his dad and he is literally running from him. He even calls him the Major and not dad. Courtney has a great relationship with her father but I'm guessing not anymore now that she ran away from home. As for Frank, his uptight rehearsed demeanor has to be because of a strict dad. Why else? "I'm guessing the only thing you share is a face?"

“You are so huge, daddy.” “Isn’t that what you need?” He smirked and spanked me hard again. I let out a low cry. “You never want me to stop anytime I have it inside of you. You enjoy it, don’t you?” He asked, and when I was slow to respond him, he spanked me harshly one more time. “Yes! Yes! Daddy.” My body shook. “Good girl.” He said with a smile and a soft tap of my cheeks. “You are daddy’s girl.”

REED: His jaw tightened as he watched his wife with another man holding her. He wanted to run over and punch him... No one could take his wife away! “Daddy? Is he Mommy's boyfriend?” “No, sweetheart... didn’t Mommy say he’s not her boyfriend?” “Why didn’t you kiss Mommy earlier? Are you two fighting?” Blue asked him. He never thought his child would be so observant at such a young age. “Mommy is a little upset with me, sweetheart... because Daddy did some bad things in the past... but Daddy won’t do them again...”

“Yeah. She needs to stay with the cops for a while to learn something.” “I know what does it means.” “Good. So you will be with your daddy. Is not okay?” “Daddy? I will see Daddy today?” Those innocent eyes lit up, dancing with excitement. “Bad hormones.” My wife sobbed beside me. “Yes. He will be here in a few minutes.” “I missed Daddy. Mommy didn’t want me to see Daddy. She said Daddy hurt us, and he’s a bad guy.” “Buddy, listen to me.” I rubbed his arms. “Mommy and Daddy fought each other, and they are not friends, but it doesn’t mean Daddy is a bad guy, okay?”

I know that Daddy loves me very much, and it's not just based on those feelings, but regret and guilt. Even the picture of Daddy crying while hugging me and saying sorry several times I can still see it clearly. I did nothing but say that I was fine, and that what had happened wasn't his fault. If only we all knew that something was wrong with Darius de Sanctis' son, maybe Daddy wouldn't force his will on me. And I'm relieved that what that man said didn't happen, that Daddy would have believed him and listened to what he said. In fact Daddy is smarter than Reagan can realize, but I'm not sure if he will stop there.

He groans, rubbing his face with his hands, I needed to push him further if I wanted more. “I took the pain killers right? It killed the pain, I’m fine seriously. But I would be fine-r, if you touched me.” He wavers, I see it, his hands slacks and I can see his jaw working, he is considering it, his eyes fall on my body that is covered with the sheets, my dick is so hard at this point, nothing could hide it. Just a little more… “Please… I need you daddy.”

Isadora's POV I stared at the caller ID on the phone screen; my hands trembled, and blood rushed to my ears. The name Dad flashed across my phone screen, blinking up at me repeatedly. The phone stopped ringing, but I knew it wasn't over. None of this was over. When Dad called again, I took a deep breath and picked up the call. "You stupid girl," Dad hissed, his words biting deep. It wasn't the first time he would call me that. It wouldn't be the last time, either. "Ignoring my calls, aren't you? Just like your crazy mother,"