Domestic Discipline Novels & Stories

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?"

“This is my domain. You don’t give orders, girl. You follow them.” “ You misunderstood my words head maiden , I never intended to order anyone around. I am well aware of my title but I haven’t forgotten what’s right and wrong . No one deserves to be treated the way you just treated that maid. “ she said, calmly . “Discipline is necessary to maintain order. This girl failed in her duties, and she must face the consequences.” Selena looked at the trembling maid on the ground, whose wet uniform clung to her shivering frame. “Discipline doesn’t mean cruelty,” Selena shot back. “Physical Punishments like this are not allowed , until and unless a grave sin against kingdoms is done. There are bette

Pack members hovered near windows facing outward, pretending they were not waiting for bad news to break through the glass. I pushed through the side door and crossed the grounds. I heard the training ground before I reached it. The relentless sound of impact. Rhythmic. Mechanical. The rhythm of someone punishing himself far beyond any normal drill. I stepped through the gate and stopped. Dominic was at the far corner, hitting the strike post with bare fists. Jacket discarded on the floor. Sleeves rolled up. His movements were raw and driven by something that had nothing to do with training. This was not discipline. This was the discipline of a man trying to destroy something because the rea

I order and she obeys. These days, I'm starting to get obsessed with acting like a dom. No wonder Kaden was unhappy when I restricted him from doing it with my soul mate. I have always been her rightful husband and mate. It's just that she was so much in love with him too. In love with two hot men I guess. This Dom/sub thing can be so much fun, sexually. My hand rubs across her behind, smoothing one of her cheeks. "You have such a nice ass for Daddy to punish," I tell her, slapping her behind.

I order and she obeys. These days, I'm starting to get obsessed with acting like a dom. No wonder Kaden was unhappy when I restricted him from doing it with my soul mate. I have always been her rightful husband and mate. It's just that she was so much in love with him too. In love with two hot men I guess. This Dom/sub thing can be so much fun, sexually. My hand rubs across her behind, smoothing one of her cheeks. "You have such a nice ass for Daddy to punish," I tell her, slapping her behind.

I wanted to ask about what was going on with them, but right now I was more worried about myself and when they were safely seated Jordan turned back towards me. "I really don't want to do this. I hope you know that. I absolutely hate punishing another man's sub. But since Reed isn't here, it falls to me. You must learn respect because some of these Dom's in here do not tolerate disrespect and the punishment is more severe," he explained.

He paused and I swallowed emptily, all what he had just said was still flying around the inside of my head but I was gradually digesting them all. “That’s where bondage, discipline and sadism comes in.” He continued after a few moments and I nodded at him, watching as he launched into a very detailed explanation of every single thing he had mentioned, and at the end of it all, my eyes were as wide as saucers as I blinked at him over and over again. “Oh.” I finally whispered once he was done and then I slowly sat up as a feeling of complete awe consumed me. “So, that’s what all of that meant. Discipline, when you ordered me to kneel as punishment was a part of the discipline, right?” I asked

“You want to be angry because I came home late?! Just because I come late once?!” “Do you know what we’re talking about?! It’s not about you coming home late, Lyra! It’s about you coming home so drunk that you can’t even walk properly! And look at your clothes! You’re not a whore! You’re also a married woman! Understand your position! You should have taken better care of your appearance! Instead of dressing like a prostitute like this! Who do you want to impress? Which man, huh?!” Dominic got mad. “You’re too wild! I’m having a hard time controlling you!”

He opened his mouth to argue before snapping it shut. "Good choice," I warned. "Since you seem to want to debate this point, you flinched during an inspection in the living room which earned you four swats, and you failed to address me as Ma'am moments ago. Your discipline is critical to your happiness. I can't let them go unpunished. Normally, I'd have you do something mundane, something you hate investing your time in, but I'm not interested in wasting my time or pleasure today. While I relax, you kneel where you are, spread your legs a little wider so your balls can breathe, and slowly stroke yourself while I watch. Do not come, or our play ends here. Understood?" His Adam's apple bobbed

“Not at all. I honestly have nothing to say because Luna is not in the Villa at the moment and Ms. Harper is currently out too. It will be good if they can see them both and be the judge of the slaving part.” “Thank you.” He said to Theresa. He turned to face the men. “Is there anything else you would like to know?” “Yes, I heard that Alpha Dominic is very fierce and brutal and he extends that to those close to him. How true is that?” “You are wrong. You didn't get your facts right. There's a difference between being a fierce wolf and a brutal one. Alpha Dominic is disciplined. He has policies and that's something missing in today's world. If you ask me, I will tell you that wolves have gott