Punish Me Daddy Novels & Stories

My body tensed, muscles tight from the pain, but underneath the heat, I felt the slow throb of arousal spreading shamefully between my thighs. My pussy was getting wetter with each passing second. His voice was darker now. “No. Say it properly. Say ‘Daddy.’” I flinched, blinking hard. “What? Daddy?” I twisted to look at him. “Dwayne, that’s... weird.” Another blow. Harder. Rougher. I screamed without meaning to, the pain and surprise slamming through me at once. “Okay, okay!” I gasped. “Thank you for punishing me, Daddy.”

"One - thank you for punishing me, Daddy." Another crack, harder. "Two - fuck - thank you for punishing me, Daddy." He builds a rhythm - not fast, but relentless. Each strike burns hotter than the last, the leather biting into my flesh, turning my ass from pink to red to throbbing, welted agony. "You wanted Daddy's attention?" CRACK. "You wanted me to stop ignoring you?" CRACK. "This is what happens to bratty little stepdaughters who tease." CRACK. "Fifteen - thank you - thank you for punishing me, Daddy-"

I’m barely breathing, my heart hammering in my chest, his erection poking into my soft side. “That,” he says lowly as he trails his fingers along my stung flesh, “is for being a brat.” “I’m sorry, Daddy,” I faux sob, wiggling my butt a little so the burning pain will subside, but it doesn’t. “Really?” He huffs, his hand skimming my ass now. “Well, too bad, baby. Next time, you’ll watch what you say to me.” Then another hard strike, it’s so hard that I cry out this time, the sound swallowed by the waterfall.

He pulls back a bit. "That, is for dancing for another man. You have been a bad girl, sweetheart." He slurs. His word goes straight to my aching pussy. I squirm in his hold, needing to be closer to him. I look at him through my lashes. "Will you punish me then, daddy?"

“Do you want that, Aubrey? Do you want me to punish you even though you don’t deserve it?” I nod my head. Yes, yes please, I silently beg. “Use your words.” “Yes, I want that… Daddy,” I add at the last second. “Tell me what you want,” he pushes. “I—I want you to punish me. Spank me even though I don’t deserve it. F—” I stutter on the word. Cussing is against my stepmother’s rules. It’s unseemly, even though it doesn’t stop her from cussing a blue streak. “Fuck me, own me. I want you, Daddy. I’m yours.”

I kicked her legs wider and slammed into her in one brutal thrust. She cried out, hands slapping the wall. “Fuck, Daddy—!” I didn’t give her time to adjust. I fucked her raw, deep and punishing, each thrust slamming her hips against the tile. Water cascaded over us, but I kept one hand around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her vision blur and her pussy clench around my cock. “Cum for me,” I growled against her ear. “Cum while Daddy punishes you.” She came instantly — screaming, pussy gushing down my thighs, thighs shaking so hard I had to hold her up. I followed seconds later, burying myself to the hilt and flooding her womb with hot, thick ropes of cum.

I cried out, the mix of pleasure and the sting of punishment overwhelming. He fucked me hard punishing, possessive strokes that made the heavy desk creak beneath us. “You will never defy me like that again,” he growled with every thrust. “When I say stay away from Voss, you stay away. When I say come to me, you come to me.” His hand cracked across my ass sharp, stinging slaps that only made me wetter. “Yes—Daddy—I’m sorry—” But even as the words left my mouth, my phone buzzed on the desk beside us.

I whimpered, my head rolling back. "That's it," he grunted, his one hand moving from my a*ss to take a hold of my hair. "Be a good girl for me. You’ve been begging for this since the moment I first put that belt on your skin. You want me to ruin you, don't you?" I was delirious, nodding frantically as I arched into the right angle. "Yes... punish me, Daddy... I’m sorry, just don't stop... ah..."

"O... one. Thank you for saving me from being gangbanged, Sir." Another one. "Two. Thank you for saving me from a gangbang, Sir." Another two came at once. "Aren't you supposed to apologise too?" My ass was burning now, the skin no doubt already red. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry. Please don't start over, Daddy. I'll be so good for you, you won't have to punish me unless you want to. Put your cock in my ass and let me prove it." For a brief second I almost thought he'd bought my little rant and was going to fuck me.

I wanted to use her and see tears streaming down her cheeks as she begged me for more. Poppy was about to know just how far my depravity ran. At my sudden roughness, my daughter yelped and her body jerked as the palm of my hand came down on her swollen clit. But then she whispered, “I love when my Daddy punishes me.” My cock thickened. “You’re a dirty little slut, aren’t you, baby girl?” She moaned for me. “Tell me… how long have you been thinking about my cock sliding into your little pussy?”