Mom Spanks Daughter Novels & Stories

"My daughter doesn't get to be tired. Wrecking yourself over a man? What a disgrace." I dropped beside Mom and hugged her, then glanced at him. "If I'm already such a disgrace, why rush this? Not worried I'll embarrass you more?" Dad's hand snapped up. "You dare!" Mom shot him a look. "Touch her. Seriously, try it. See how that goes. Getting a little too bold lately?" He froze. Didn't say a word. Just turned away, huffing. "She's like this because you spoil her." Mom didn't blink. "She's my daughter. I'll spoil her. Don't like it? Divorce me. Problem solved."

SCOTT I was surprised when Dad put Mom over his lap and began spanking her. Not that she didn't deserve it. She'd cum without permission if she was serving as a slave. Then he started talking to her during the spanking and I realized she was no longer going to be a part time slave. Dad was going to enslave her permanently. Then he said she was going to serve at our poker game and I imagined Mom with Rob or Edward stretching her to capacity as they fucked her cunt and ass as Jerry filled her mouth. Mom orgasmed twice during her spanking and it was not a light one. I was hard as a post.

Mom spits and before I can respond, Dad beat me to it, surprising us all. “Will you shut up for once in your life? Your daughter almost got raped and all you could think about is what people are saying about you?” Dad shouts. To say I am surprised is an understatement. Dad has never raised his voice against mom, let alone talk back at her. So, you can imagine the shock on our faces.

, I murmured and then looked away shamefully. “And you decided to ruin the Alpha’s son’s birthday today by turning it into his funeral ?” Mom thundered as she entered the scene suddenly. “He challenged me first !” I tried to defend myself, but Mom looked like she would explode like a volcano any time now. “Nox Canning, I swear I am going to spank that small ass of yours till it turns beetroot red myself !!” She hollered. “That’s child abuse, mom !!” I shouted back and curse my uncontrollable mouth. I paid the price for having a loose trap.

Not as big as he liked, but— Your daughter, David. She's your damn daughter. Finish up so you can go and deal with your dick. He scolded himself disapprovingly, but his hand didn't stop. He spanked her again and again, his palm leaving angry, red blemishes on her ass. "Bad fucking girl. Daddy's so God damn disappointed in you," he said, chanting that he was doing his job as a dad in his head. After ten stinging strikes, he paused, his hand rubbing the sore flesh roughly, kneading it like dough.

The obese man turned around to face Sabrina and roared, "You skank, apologize! You must get down on your knees and apologize!" "I said, watch your mouth!" Sabrina retorted calmly. "Why? Did he say anything wrong? Aren't you a single mother? Not just that but an unmarried mother, too! Women like you are born to be cheap and shameless! Your daughter is nothing but a little skank like her skank mother, and she dares to hit my son? Who on earth do you think you are?"

In my first year out of college, my mother sues me over the 60 dollars a month I give her for living expenses. In court, she breaks down in tears. "She only gives me 60 dollars a month! And she makes me check in every single day before she'll hand over that day's money! "I raised her and her brother all on my own. I gave everything I had to put her through college. How can she do this to me?" Her lawyer submits printed copies of our text conversations as proof. The judge frowns as he reads through them, then passes them to me. "Defendant, are these messages authentic?" I nod calmly. "They are." The gallery erupts in whispers, people calling me ungrateful and a terrible daughter. Then,

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

"We're sorry your daughter has been expelled, but you need to reflect on yourself for faking injuries and threatening the school. Now you've even lost your job… People like you who break the rules will be outcasts everywhere." Ms. Watson snorted, stepped forward, and leaned down, towering over my daughter. My daughter flinched, burying herself in my arms. "Bad upbringing leads to bad kids!" Ms. Watson whispered into my daughter's ear, her voice soft yet filled with malice. "Of course a morally corrupt mother wouldn't raise a good kid. You little liar." "Shut your mouth!" My face went red, and my fingers gripped the doorframe so tightly they hurt.

Thompson, saw Mom walking out with her boyfriend and said sarcastically, “Your daughter just died a few days ago. Is this your new boyfriend?” Mom’s boyfriend looked confused. Grandpa and Grandma tried to stop him, but it was already too late. The anger Mom had suppressed for so long suddenly burst out, surging over her like a massive tide. I tried to call out, “Mom, don’t do anything foolish.” However, Mom had already lost her reason like a crazed little beast. She grabbed the hammer she had prepared to fix the car, rushed straight at Mr. Thompson, and smashed it into his forehead. Blood gushed out instantly.