Punish Me Daddy Novels & Stories

I wanted more from him. "You are such a bad girl. You are going to hurt yourself... You like this?" "Yes, daddy. I love it. Continue," I moaned. "You are asking for it, girl." "Don't stop, daddy," I moaned again, pushing him to continue. "Fuck me harder, Damon."

“Beg Daddy to punish you properly.” “Please, Daddy…” I whispered, voice shaking with need. “Punish me. I’ve been bad. I need you to fix it.” A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips. “Good girl.” His hand came down in a sharp smack directly on my soaked pussy. I cried out, the sting mixing with intense pleasure. He did it again, then rubbed my clit in firm circles. “Soaking wet from a few spanks,” he growled. “Such a filthy little slut for Daddy.”

After my older sister, Elise Sterling, is supposedly imprisoned for financial crimes, I become the target of retaliation from her enemies. I can't find a job and live under constant threats. Almost every morning, I find garbage left outside my door. At night, I come home to find my front door splattered with red paint, imitating blood. I break down and fall into depression. Over the next five years, I make three attempts to end my life. The last time, as I lay there after emptying the entire bottle of sleeping pills down my throat, waiting for everything to end, I suddenly hear my sister's frantic voice. "I only wanted to punish Leon! Why did you take it this far?" Her godbrother,

Before I could even catch my breath, he took his thick, throbbing cock and smacked it hard across my cheek. "Umm, Daddy..." I whimpered, my head snapping to the side from the impact. "What?" he growled, his eyes dark and totally out of control. "Daddy wanted to punish you for being a bad girl." He gripped his length and smacked my face with it again. Tell Daddy what you did wrong, Kitty-cat." "I... I..." I stammered. I couldn't even speak properly. All I could feel was my pussy walls contracting and pulsing around the empty air, desperate for him to fill me.

"You're not leaving me! You hear me?! You belong to me! This family belongs to me!" Hearing my children cry in the back seat broke something inside me. The last thread of my restraint snapped. I shifted the transmission into drive. I revved the engine, "Darius!" I screamed, leaning toward the windshield, my eyes burning with a murderous rage. "Get off my hood and move out of my way! If you take one more second, I swear to God I will run you down right here!" He looked through the glass, staring into my eyes, searching for a trace of the gentle, forgiving woman he had manipulated for six years but he found nothing.

The belt swung through the air, and the first strike landed with a searing impact, pain radiating across her skin. "Dad, please. It hurt," she whimpered, her voice pleading, but her father's eyes were cold and unfeeling. He was resolute in his determination to punish her, his eyes never leaving hers as he continued the onslaught, each lash like a cruel reminder of her mistake.

"I see you aren't wearing any panties for Daddy?" "Does Daddy like that?" I whisper. "Fuck, I love that, baby girl. But, it seems that you need to be punished for that." "W-what? But they're your favorite." "Yes, but you didn't ask me for permission to do so." Oh, shit. "I'm sorry, I—" "Sorry's not going to cut it. You know Daddy." He kisses my neck and rubs my sex organ. I moan. "Hmm, how should Daddy punish his naughty little girl?" He lets go of me and saunters over to sit on the chair. "Come. On Daddy's lap."

Aiden's Dad looked at his mom and said " Get my belt, we need to teach this ungrateful kid a lesson" Aiden was so scared and stuttered out " PPP...Please Dad, I I I... ammm... Soorrryy... Pleaseee ddon't hit me with the belt... IIItttt hurtssss." His Dad scoffs and says angrily " You deserve it. We should have killed you the day you were born".

And that made the words hit harder. He pumped his monster into me, hitting all the right nerves. My breath was caught, and I could hardly breathe because of the intensity of the pleasure. My nails dug deeper into his back, and blood trickled down. He seemed to enjoy that pain, as that only prompted him to hit harder. “Who’s your daddy?” he groaned. “You,” I yelled. “You, baby. You are my daddy.” Fuck. He continued pounding into me, sending me to space, and I could see the stars live and direct.

"Yes... Yes, I want that" "But what do we do? We can't go your way tonight because you were an especially bad girl earlier, raising your voice at your daddy" "I... I am sorry, daddy." I apologized. "Know what I say? Sorry doesn't fix everything but a good lesson will..." His last word came with a spank on my pussy. "Ah fuck!" I cried out with the sudden pleasure music with a sharp tinge of pain. "Da... Daddy" I whimpered his name.