Daddy Punishes Me Novels & Stories

I hear the comforting sound of his heartbeat. "Baby , I am sorry I punished you.." he says quietly. He seems to be beating himself up about punishing me a lot. I guess when he meant that he did not want to hurt me in any way , he really meant it - however , I cannot really blame him for spanking me : that's what daddies do.

He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart . “Aren’t you going to say something ?” He asked me again, breaking into my thoughts . I turned and faced him . Why can’t you let me be , my father asked you to be my guardian, he never said that you should stuck my life . My father is strict and he would still let me go out but yet you don’t want me leaving the house without your permission . Staying out is even crazier . I don’t have much to say but I would really appreciate it if you would let me be .” I told him to be as calm as possible as I pulled away from him and turned to face the window .

I wanted to stand up and run away, I was getting bothered and suffocated with him for even riling me up at all. “Why? Because you don't call me daddy?” I swallowed. What the hell? “You only listen to your daddy?” He continued. I glared at him. Again, his eyes darkened to a perfect black. I understood the double meaning quite well. “Yes, I only listen to my father.” “Millie, behave.” Dad warned sternly, so oblivious to the crazy situation going on right in front of him. This man wanted something but I certainly don't have it, or maybe I was just imagining things?

"I see you aren't wearing any panties for Daddy?" "Does Daddy like that?" I whisper. "Fuck, I love that, baby girl. But, it seems that you need to be punished for that." "W-what? But they're your favorite." "Yes, but you didn't ask me for permission to do so." Oh, shit. "I'm sorry, I—" "Sorry's not going to cut it. You know Daddy." He kisses my neck and rubs my sex organ. I moan. "Hmm, how should Daddy punish his naughty little girl?" He lets go of me and saunters over to sit on the chair. "Come. On Daddy's lap."

' *You're naughty, aren't you? *Take a wild guess, daddy* she adds a smirking emoji. I smirked too as I punched some words and pressed send. *I love the word 'daddy' and for teasing me, don't you think you deserve some sort of punishment?* * How exactly?* I felt a rush of heat pass through my body. I thought of the many ways I would 'punish' her when I finally get the chance to --when I lock her up in the enclosed prison of my bedroom.

The playroom is full of my crying voices. "F-Four, Daddy." Come on, Luna, one more. Just one more. It's my mistake, after all. Smack...! "Aww! Five...! Daddy..." My voice is raspy. Sobbed because of crying. "Now thank me for punishing you because you've been a bad girl." He orders. "T-Thank you for punishing me, Daddy." I peek at the paddle, and damn, it's a bamboo paddle with straight, small holes in the middle. Next time, I would rather have him belt me than use this bamboo paddle.

“Beg Daddy to punish you properly.” “Please, Daddy…” I whispered, voice shaking with need. “Punish me. I’ve been bad. I need you to fix it.” A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips. “Good girl.” His hand came down in a sharp smack directly on my soaked pussy. I cried out, the sting mixing with intense pleasure. He did it again, then rubbed my clit in firm circles. “Soaking wet from a few spanks,” he growled. “Such a filthy little slut for Daddy.”

At that moment, I was a wrecking mess. Wet, wrecked, messy….. “I’m still innocent, at least I haven’t had sex with anyone yet.” I replied, in a way only Bryan could hear. “Don’t let any stupid boy touch you, am I clear?” His voice turned edgy and dark. “If I find out any boy touched you down here, I’d send him to the ICU.” “Oh, Daddy is overprotective of his daughter.” I whisper-chuckled. “You deserve a punishment.” Daddy warned as he flicked my pussy with his thumb and middle fingers, I couldn’t help but yelp in both pain and pleasure.

My entire body jumped when he spanked another cheek with the same intensity and murmured, “Good girl. Now, start counting each spank and tell me you’re sorry.” I frowned and looked over at him, “That wasn’t the part of de—ow.” He interrupted me with another smack. His eyes were hard to read when he said, “The longer you wait, the longer your ass will be punished. If your little ass gets bruised sooner, I will move to your pussy. Then your tits. Until you beg me like a good girl. Understood?” My answer was quick and breathy. “Yes, Daddy. Understood.” He repeated his actions, the muscles of my calves tensing with the strike. “O-one. I’m sorry, Daddy.”

Daddy began to spank my ass, fucking me harder like I had begged for. I pulled away from him, falling onto my bed as I cummed hard on the sheet. He was still hard as a rock and that got me more excited. He grabbed my legs, threw them over his shoulders and said,“Be a good girl and take all of Daddy's cock." He instructed with a dark husky voice. I nodded in response and he slammed harder inside my pussy, giving me the best punishment ever. “Harder Daddy!" “Baby girl, your pussy is custom made for me," he groaned, dipping his wet fingers inside my mouth, giving me a taste of my juice. I rolled my tongue along his fingers until he trapped it and pressed down on my throat until I was making gro