Punish Me Daddy Novels & Stories

"Xavier!" He did it again, rougher. Then rubbed the sting gently. "I think I need to punish you properly. What do you think?" "Yes. Please, punish me." He groaned, gripping my tied wrists. "Say it louder. Let everyone outside know who you belong to." "Punish me, Daddy! I'm yours." He slid a hand between my thighs, stroking my sensitive folds. "Fuck, you're dripping again. Do you like being spanked? Does pain make your pussy wetter?"

You're Daddy's little slut. He kneeled behind me and started fingering me again. After sucking his cock I was even more wet than before. I could feel my own moisture running down my thighs. He pumped one finger in and out of me, then pushed in two. I moned a little, but I wanted more. I wanted that big cock inside of me. 'Daddy is going to have to fuck you. It's a punishment for what you've done.' He pushed his cock up against my pussy. 'You want it though, don't you?'

“I told them it was true. I told them I fuck my daddy all the time and I told Kye he could never compete with you!” His eyes burn through me. “Well, that’s very naughty. I would have liked for us to talk about that first.” “So what are you going to do, Daddy?” “I’m going to punish you,” he answers. “Just like you wanted.”

' *You're naughty, aren't you? *Take a wild guess, daddy* she adds a smirking emoji. I smirked too as I punched some words and pressed send. *I love the word 'daddy' and for teasing me, don't you think you deserve some sort of punishment?* * How exactly?* I felt a rush of heat pass through my body. I thought of the many ways I would 'punish' her when I finally get the chance to --when I lock her up in the enclosed prison of my bedroom.

Devine’s fingers curled around his cock, his left hand moving under her thighs while he led his cock closer to her pantless dripping pussy. “Daddy isn’t going to punish you, momma. Daddy is going to fuck your sore pussy so hard until you don’t have the legs to walk and make mischievous plans.”

He saw his powerful body, poised to claim him. "You opened my boxes," Daddy said, his voice a low, possessive rumble. "You touched my things. Now, I'm going to fill you with my cock. I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll never forget who you belong to. This is your final punishment. And your final reward." He leaned forward, his lips brushing against Leo’s ear. "Are you ready to be forgiven, my boy?" "Yes, Daddy," Leo sobbed, his entire being focused on that single point of pressure. "Yes, please. Forgive me."

On my fourth birthday, Dad establishes a system to punish me by making me solve math problems. For every word I spell incorrectly, I'll be punished with 30 math problems. For every minute I am late getting out of bed, I'll be punished with 40 math problems. For every syllable I pronounce incorrectly while reading out loud, I'll be punished with 50 math problems. "You have to do your math problems well and make sure you outperform that woman's child! You must make the Rowland family proud of you!" Dad works incredibly hard to raise me all on his own, so in return, I must be a good, obedient boy, even when I'm so exhausted by the end of the day that I can no longer hold a pencil. Then co

Smack! I jumped and let out a sharp cry. “Ow! Daddy, that hurts!” “It’s supposed to,” he answered, spanking the other cheek even harder. Smack! Smack! Smack! “You’ve been teasing me all day with that tight little body. Now you’re going to beg for forgiveness.” Each slap made my bottom burn hotter. I squirmed on his lap, but the ropes kept my hands useless. “I’m sorry, Daddy! I’ll be good, I promise!”

“Look at this little pussy… dripping for Daddy even after I ruined it last night.” I bit my lip, cheeks burning. “I can’t help it… I want you so bad.” He set the cloth aside and picked up the tub of ice cream. My eyes widened. “Daddy… what are you doing?” “Punishing you,” he said simply. “Naughty girls need cold reminders.”

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