Novel & Cerita Domestic Discipline Stories

"What are you talking about?" "Her whole life is a disaster," Dominic said, leaning back against my desk like he owned the place. "She's been bleeding my wife dry for years. Made her sell her jewelry so she could buy designer bags. She pays for male escorts. Throws these dirty little parties. And she doesn't bother with protection. You know she had an abortion recently? Made my wife sit with her in the hospital. I'm guessing the kid wasn't yours." Dominic looked at me while he talked, enjoying himself.

Dominik It’s been seven days since I washed another man’s blood off my wife. Seven days of silence in the space where our heated arguments used to be. Seven days of sleeping with her clinging to me like a vine choking a tree, her small body curled into mine as if she’s trying to merge our ribcages. And seven days of celibacy. I’m a man of discipline. I’ve endured torture, starvation, and the maddening boredom of staking out enemies for weeks at a time in my younger days.

“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

"Oh don't play innocent with me. We all know you're just stalking me again because you're obsessed and can't handle the fact that I've moved on." Right on cue, Tristan's surly cousins Brady and Blaine shoved through the gathering spectators to flank him threateningly. "Causing trouble again, Tristan?" Brady snarled, shoving his shoulder. "Didn't you embarrass yourself and the family enough with this sham of a marriage?" "Truly pathetic that he's still obsessed with Ms. Hayes now that she's clearly finished with him," sneered Blaine. Tristan paled, disbelief and anger warring across his features as scorn poured down on him from all sides. Russell observed it all silently, mind churning rapidl

“Not join me. Not understand. Just… control.” I turned, my voice trembling—not with fear, but with rage. “They want me to abandon everything I’ve fought for. Everything I bled for. And my children—they want to test them? To strip them down and prod them like lab rats? And if they find something they don’t like, what then?” My voice cracked. “Will they take them from me? Lock them away too?” Dominic was already pacing. His fists were clenched, jaw tight. “This is not diplomacy. This is a leash disguised as honor. And forbidding you from ever having more children—who do they think they are?”

Mom demanded, her gaze shifting between us. “There was an incident,” Dominic began, his voice shaky. “I have a dark past. My classmates—they thought I was going to tell the police about what they did. They surrounded us and started beating me.” He glanced at Mom, fear flickering in his eyes. “Unfortunately, Julia was there. They tried to take advantage of her, so I had to…” He was still saying when I spoke in. “He had to reveal his vampire side and began to fight them off!” I interrupted, staring at Dominic to make him understand that we can't tell everything to her.

I had to keep this image because it was not on a daily basis that you got to see Cora's flushed look. "Today we are mostly focusing on the women of the pack this includes catering for their needs and listening to their problems. You need to be open for this though and the most sensitive topic is about domestic violence when we get to it let me handle it and then you can get in afterwards." She explained and my eyes widened.

That was too much information, and there's no way any of us will ever live it down now that Dominic got to hear it. "Double-ass fucks," Dominic repeats Lenox's words in amusement. He turns his gaze to mom and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, "What do you think love? Can we get some double-ass fucks? Our boys could open our eyes to a brand new world, don't you think?" He muses. Alright, now it's definitely too much. The last thing I needed was to get some inside information about the shit that might happen in our parent's bedroom. The fact that mom is pregnant is enough proof of their activities, and I didn't want to know even that much.

*Subs discipline measures are only taken by their dom, in case of any misbehaving talk to the dom. *The main door is locked at 11pm every weekday and 1 am on weekends. *In case of any argument, the captain is referred to as the judge. *Fighting isn't allowed in the house. *BE CAREFUL, THE COACH DOES SUDDEN CHECK -UPS. I couldn't help but giggle at the last rule, they really act like a family. I don't appreciate the one about me and discipline thank you very much. Dante smiled back, his hand went up to my cheek caressing it like I'm the most precious thing ever.