Stepdad Punish Novels & Stories

He was coming over here. Fuck. This is one of the times I feel like punching Mildred's big mouth. I played with the bracelet around my wrist, biting the skin inside my mouth. What am I gonna say to him? Curse the shit out of him. But that won't end well. So I'm gonna say nothing. I sighed. What am I gonna do when he gets here? Cause a great destruction to his sleeping microphone underneath till he begs for mercy. That is a wicked act, my step dad preached to me to forgive but he didn't preach to forget. He won't be praise me for going for such evil action. So what am I gonna do to Jason?

“Are you done causing trouble yet?” I pointed at my nose in disbelief. “I’m causing trouble?” “Who else? The moment you got back, you turned the whole family upside down. Susan’s my sister, my only sister. Remember this. If you have any inappropriate thoughts about Susan, I’ll be the first to make you pay! “Don’t waste your breath on him, Dad. Just punish him. After that, we’ll throw him out!” Dad nodded. He then began to push and shove me toward the stairs. Susan was still weeping in Mom’s arms, and I was so enraged that I could barely speak.

Reprimand him. But nothing. She didn't say anything. What was I even thinking? Of course she'd stay mute. She wouldn't want to offend her next money making machine just for her daughter who couldn't offer her anything. "It's fine,"I ended up replying timidly. "You just punched your goody two shoes of a stepdaughter, how do you feel?"Jace mocked his dad and I shut my eyes closed, not wanting to see how it'll play out. I was certain someone was going to bleed.

“Dennis's insolence is a direct result of your spoiling him, Mrs. Stanley. My dad wouldn't have lived to see something like this. Dennis will be grounded for three days. Mrs. Stanley, use that time to teach him how to address my wife.” The embarrassment was too much for her. I saw tears drip from her eyes. She was kneeling directly in front of me. “Honey, stop. She wasn't the one who spoke to me harshly. You have already punished her son. Why extend the punishment to his mother?” “Don't question my orders. I am here to set things straight,” he said, raising his hand to stop my plea.

All covered in anger and venom of hate. "You ruined my plan, baby boy. You know you are a bad boy. And bad boys need to be punished. Right"? He left his hair and held a stick in his hand. It was a thin stick made of cane. Benjamin closed his eyes with pain that seeped in his every body cell as the stick came intact with his skin. The whiplash was so strong that he felt his skin tear apart. "Hurt much"? His step dad again flipped and this time hit his other leg tied to the chair.

I looked at Dad's face, the one I knew so well yet barely recognized anymore, and screamed in despair, "Dad! Why won't you listen to reason? Thomas broke it deliberately! He's the naughty one! He just wanted to see me get punished!" "Shut up!" Dad whipped around, his eyes cold and filled with disgust once more. "Tommy is only three! What does he know about doing things deliberately? Can he even tell right from wrong? You're the mean one! "You won't teach your brother properly, you won't take responsibility for it, and now you dare to pin the blame on Tommy, who's only three years old? How did I end up with a piece of garbage like you?" With that, Dad raised his foot and drove his hard-soled

Jaden almost imploded at the thought—he would be the laughing stock of all martial artists if they heard that his family went begging for his sake! "Where's Stella now?" Jaden leveled a cold look at Chelly. Seeing that he was really furious, Chelly quickly said, "Dad had her restrained. She will be whipped fifty times per family rules." "Hah!" Jaden snorted. "That can wait after tomorrow!" "What? Why?" Chelly was taken aback—she actually believed fifty lashes was enough for Stella's betrayal!

Dad barks. “Oh gimmie a break, dad.” “No. I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you” he said. “But dad—” “No son. I'm going to have to punish your sister.” “Well if you punish her... you'll have to punish me too” Alec frowned. “Hey, it's fine,” I told him, ruffling his hair. “What's the worst punishment Dad could give me anyway?” Dad gave me a look and turned to Blair. “Blair, I give you the right to punish your culprit. Whatever punishment you give her will be final.”

Meanwhile, Alexander leisurely indulged in chilled watermelon, content to wait for Xever's decision. After much deliberation, Xever, feeling uncomfortable standing, finally made a decision. "My son has made a mistake, so I'll punish him by breaking his legs. What do you think?" he proposed, seeking approval from the group. "Father, I'm your son! We've even done a paternity test," Brandon interjected hastily, fearing the consequences of such severe punishment. He winced at the idea of enduring the pain of fractured legs, even though medical advancements had proven that it was curable.

Linda covered her front and stood beside me, still whimpering. "Now Geena," Dad began. "You also violated this home with your behavior." For that, you will receive you punishment from Linda's father. I just stared at him for a moment. 'How could he do that,' I wondered. Was he really going to let that happen to me? I looked at Linda. Her cheeks were wet with tears. I looked back at my daddy. There was would be no reprieve. Bravely I walked over to the couch and stood, looking over my shoulder to my dad. 'I would be brave,' I thought. Dad just nodded.