Spanked By Daddy Novels & Stories

My entire body jumped when he spanked another cheek with the same intensity and murmured, “Good girl. Now, start counting each spank and tell me you’re sorry.” I frowned and looked over at him, “That wasn’t the part of de—ow.” He interrupted me with another smack. His eyes were hard to read when he said, “The longer you wait, the longer your ass will be punished. If your little ass gets bruised sooner, I will move to your pussy. Then your tits. Until you beg me like a good girl. Understood?” My answer was quick and breathy. “Yes, Daddy. Understood.” He repeated his actions, the muscles of my calves tensing with the strike. “O-one. I’m sorry, Daddy.”

I walked in: “Good morning Daddy! When are we leaving?” “Good morning, sweetlips. Come over here. Don’t be afraid.” I walked over to him only to see the bulge on the front of his pants. Daddy was already hard! I smiled and I proceeded to get down on my knees in front of him, licking my lips as I went down. Daddy grabbed me by my shoulders and made me stand up: “Not now, sweetlips. This time, I just want to spank you. Come over here.” – He was motioning me towards his lap. I laid face and chest down, butt up on his lap. Daddy proceeded to lift my skirt up and massage my ass.

"We went to breakfast while you were hung-over, and you started an argument and walked out leaving us with the kids and the bill." I was angrier than I meant to get, and I pulled out of her and threw her across my lap. I spanked her ass bright red. "Your boys were so mean to my daughter, I had to wonder at how you'd raised them. Then I realized you probably didn't." She moaned as I spanked her and started squirming immediately. "Oww, please stop," she cried, as I smacked her hard, "stop Daddy." The Daddy comment was like a slap in the face. What was I doing spanking a grown woman for her bad behavior. She sobbed when I stopped and pushed her off my lap.

He says. "Fuck father figure and fuck my best friend!" I swear as I bite my quivering lips and try not to appear hurt by his words, so I reach to his waist and in one tug pull down his shorts. If he won't take it the soft way, then I'll do it my way. "You will have to fuck me to make me obey you, daddy", I say as my hand strokes his length. "Stella!" His tone is sharp but his resolution sinks for a moment.

“And I would expect you to work alongside him, I don’t know what happened between you two but I want it fucking fixed.” The table fell silent and Azura gasped. “Daddy said a bad word! Daddy needs a spanking Mama! Just the way he said he’s going to spank you the other day!” Kill me fucking now. I did not need to know that shit.

I was dripping onto the counter, moaning shamelessly. “Yes, Daddy! Spank your slutty stepdaughter! I deserve it for fingering myself to you and Jake!” Tears of overwhelming sensation pricked my eyes again, but I pushed my ass back for more. “Harder… please…” He obliged, delivering a flurry of stinging smacks until my ass was throbbing and cherry-red. Then his fingers were back between my legs, spreading my soaked lips. “So fucking wet from a spanking. You’re perfect.” Without another word, he lined up his thick cock and slammed into me in one powerful thrust.

"Julie, I won't stop until I complete spanking you ten times, so count like a good girl because my spanks matter only when you count them; I won't stop until I reach ten!" He commands me with his gruff voice, stating a hint of danger. I know he is serious. Deadly serious. So I will do as he says. I do not want him to be angrier than he already is with me. "Y-Yes, daddy," I whisper and count when he starts spanking me nonstop. He does not stop in the middle, letting me even breathe for a moment. It becomes too hard when I reach five because I can feel my skin turning numb. Yet the pain level does not subside.

“Daddy is going to use you hard tonight. I am going to fuck you the way I have been fantasizing about for months. No holding back. No gentle daddy. Just pure dominance.” He picked up the leather belt and folded it. The first strike landed across my ass with a sharp crack. I yelped, the sting blooming hot across my skin. He struck again on the other cheek, then several more times in quick succession, painting my ass a bright pink. Each slap made my pussy clench and leak more of his earlier cum. “You will learn to love the pain mixed with pleasure, baby girl,” he said calmly while he continued spanking me with the belt. “Because this is how Daddy likes it. Rough. Possessive. Leaving marks so y

He pushed the hem higher, fully exposing her smoothly taut ass, and smacked his palm against it in a sharp report. Mindy squeaked in surprise. Encouraged by this, Dad paddled her with a will. Her bottom reddened under the stinging slaps and she continued squeaking and wiggling in protest. I watched, amazed but pleased. I couldn't believe this was taking place before my very eyes. That I had engineered such a scene, my father vigorously spanking Mindy, while she writhed and squealed. His face grew red, beads of perspiration along his hairline, either from exertion or passion or both. Mindy, too, was getting a kinky charge out of it. I saw it in her eyes, the heated look with which I was so fa

“Yes… Daddy.” The word felt filthy and perfect on my tongue. He groaned softly and squeezed my ass harder. “Good girl. Turn around.” I obeyed instantly, facing the wall. His hand cracked across my right cheek without warning,sharp, stinging. I gasped. “Uh…!” “You like that?” His voice was low, dangerous. “Yes,” I breathed. He spanked me again, harder. “Yes what?” “Yes, Daddy!” He kept spanking me, alternating cheeks until my ass burned and my thong was soaked through. Every smack sent jolts straight to my clit. I was moaning openly now, pushing back into his hand like a whore in heat.