Domestic Discipline Novels & Stories

Dominic returns. I feel something dripping down the cleft of my cheeks, lubricant pooling in the little hollow of my asshole. My daddy likes my bottom a lot. He has toyed with it several times when he fucked me, but now he seems to have a real plan for it. “Disobedient little girls have their bottoms caned and plugged,” he informs me. “You shouldn’t have opened that door, Marina. I told you not to.” “But…”

“A few sips will help you relax.” “A daddy dominant is someone who likes taking care of his sub when she slips into little space. He likes making the decisions for her like when she goes to bed and what type of chores she needs to do. What punishment she gets for disobeying him or being bad,” Michel explained. “Just like you get different types of Doms, you get different types of subs.” “I try to cater for all those types but some types are extremely rare in our small town.” David smiled at us. “I’m glad to have all of you here tonight and hopefully I can help Sin unlock a few of her kinks.”

Making subs have a plug in for hours without get a release was always a form of punishment Doms gave their subs for disobedience but this man had plugged himself, endured a bumpy road and even without a cock cage had managed not to release. To say I was impressed would be an understatement I had never wanted to collar a man this bad in my life, in fact I had undergone the dom training because I had that it helped with displine and control. Very unconventional, I know but it was just on impulse and after enjoy the first class I had gone back for more till I had gotten the necessary qualifications.

Day five was punishment day. Dominic woke Alex at 5 AM instead of 6 AM. "You've been imperfect this week," he said, though his tone wasn't angry. "Small infractions....sounds when you should be silent, hesitation in obedience, requests for mercy when you should endure silently. Today we address those imperfections through discipline." He led her to the dungeon and secured her to the St. Andrew's cross again. "You'll receive fifty lashes with the flogger. You'll count each one. You'll thank me after each one. If you fail to count or thank me, we start over. Understood?"

She will do so eagerly without any excitation. 8.) The SUBMISSIVE may not touch the DOMINANT except she's prescribed to do so. 9.) The SUBMISSIVE must always excellently conduct herself to the DOMINANT to address him as SIR or MR ALICANTÉ or a good title as the DOMINANT. Please you to. 10.) The DOMINANT can flog, spank, the SUBMISSIVE as he wishes, in terms of punishment or for the derivation of pleasure. 11.) The DOMINANT may get angry with the SUBMISSIVE. Colors like "BLACK and RED" are used to bind her as punishment.

"What else have you learned?" "I have learned that I must obey you, Alpha Xavier," I say. "Good girl," he murmurs, his hand sliding up the inside of my thigh. I let out a soft whimper as I feel his fingers brush against my skin. I have no idea what is coming next, but I'm fairly certain I won't be leaving here without my ass being thoroughly spanked. "Corporal punishment is sometimes necessary for discipline, especially for submissives of inferior rank," he says. "However… I wonder… if a more intimate punishment might be more appropriate for you."

I said, “Did I ruin your precious male pride when I hit you? Maybe next time I should just drown myself quietly in your pool to spare the embarrassment.” Elisabetta pursed her lips, disappointedly, “We don’t expect American girls to understand tradition but we expect them to learn.” Her gaze raked over me like I was already disappointing. “Discipline begins at home,” she continued, “and clearly you’ve been indulged. In my household, daughters do not raise their hands to sons. Especially not in public. Especially not in front of men.” Her hand lashed out and she tilted my face up to hers.

I know everyone get classified, my mother was a submissive although she paid too much money for her ID to be changed to dominant, a dominant is allowed to live alone but not a submissive. Crazy law but it's the law, in the last month, I wasn't allowed to leave the house, I wasn't allowed out of this small closet-size bedroom, call it a room if you want but it's a little prison for me. I'm locked here all the time, mom said I'm not allowed to be classified, I was scared for my life most time.

"There are national laws and family rules. Our Hart family's rule is that we cannot harm each other or resort to violence among kin. Those who violate it...will face family discipline. Since she's your wife, she's a member of the Hart family and will have to face our family's discipline." Tyler's mother added, "Tyler, you experienced the family discipline firsthand before. Not only did you have to kneel in the prayer hall for a day and a night, but you also received a caning. Your wife is so delicate; she probably won't be able to endure it... It'll be horrible if she suffers any long-term damage to her body. You can make money again, but one's health cannot be compromised." Vicky's heart sa

A reminder that being rich doesn’t save you from being a target of dubious consent or sexual violence. The club's overseers have the power to take legal action against the perpetrators, and they take it seriously. As a reverence and a punishment, all Doms were ordered to switch for a month. For many, it was an uncomfortable month. Many of them quit the membership. To me, it was an enlightening experience. “Since when has she been going there?” I ask Raylan. Apparently, she is trying to keep herself busy. “Ever since we came back.”