Stepdad Punish Novels & Stories

All he cared about is his reputation. " Dad I think you should punish her harshly! She deserves it! " " What punishment do you think best suits her, Stephen? " " Um.. why don't you throw her out of the house? " " I can't do that, Steph. " " Why can't you do that, Dad? " " Because if I do. I would be severely judged by society. " " Who cares about what society does or says anyways. " " Steph! " " But I didn't say anything wrong, Mom? I was just stating facts. "

he called out, his voice flat and tired like he was handing over a broken appliance. “Don’t go easy on her, Caleb. She needs to learn what happens when she fucks around and steals from family.” Caleb’s eyes stayed locked on me the whole time my stepdad talked, never once flicking toward the car. “I’ve got her,” he said, low and calm, the words carrying across the driveway like they weighed more than they should. My stepdad didn’t say another word. He just hit the gas hard enough that gravel sprayed up behind the tires and pelted the backs of my calves like tiny bullets.

“What? You’re threatening to cut me off because of Martha’s kid?” “No! I’m giving you a reality check, because she’s my daughter.” Dad scolds his son, then glances at me. “I won’t let you traumatize your stepsister when she’s willing to study and you aren’t. Don’t think I’m okay with the bad decisions you’re making that will undoubtedly ruin your future. I’m barely managing to stay calm, so keep your distance from the only hope I have left. Maddie is a good kid. I’m lucky to have one decent child, since the other is utterly useless.” Caden tenses up, his jaw clenched, and his nostrils flare with rage. His fists are tightly clenched as we both listen to Dad repeat his usual words whenever he

stepdad. I stared at the wall separating our rooms, my breath coming in shallow hitches. I was twenty-one now, back from university for the holidays, but in this house, I was still the "smartest girl in the world" to him. Jordan had married my mom six years ago, stepping into the void my biological father left with a grace that was almost saintly. He was the man who had tied my shoes, the man who drove me to every dance, the man my friends at school whispered about with envious sighs.

he asked, tugging at his father's jeans and fluttering his eyelashes. “3 weeks, your uncle Jordon already set the punishment, you get another week for answering your dad back,” Allen said, folding his arms and standing shoulder to shoulder with his husband. They had learned to present a united front years ago, their kids were sneaky, going to the other when one of them punished them or said no to something. “That’s not fair, he’s not in charge of us” Hennessey cried, pointing at her uncle Simon. “He doesn't get to decide the punishments!” she said, trying the eyelash fluttering on her dad’s, they usually fell for it.

I looked away, picked up my glass, and took a slow sip. Then, I looked back at Devon. What I saw made my blood run cold. Devon wasn't even looking at me anymore. He was staring at Alaric. Devon’s eyes were wide with pure fear. He finally realized something terrifying. The stepfather he feared and respected didn't care about him anymore. Alaric was looking at me. And Devon finally understood his biggest mistake: by treating me badly, he had given Alaric the perfect weapon to destroy him.

"Are you even listening to yourself? Your fucking dying wish is to have your pathetic son return. To do what exactly? Help massage you?" Everyone watched as the father and son duo tackled each other. Carl was getting really pissed. He felt insulted. “Don’t make me punish you, Jayden.” He growled. Jayden only laughed like a maniac. “You? Punish me? What can your weak ass do? You can't even walk on your own." "Oh my goodness! Jayden! Stop that right this minute!" Meagan chipped in, disappointed at Jayden's disrespectful attitude. “One more word from you Jayden. I would have you dealt with." His father warned. “This is your brother’s home as much as it is yours. So you better know that and know

“What are you planning to do now?” “What else? Punish her and lock her in her room, of course! Any punishment ideas for the object of my ire?” my father asked irritatingly at his subordinates, making everyone tongue-tied. “None? Then drag that useless child of mine and she must be punished for being rejected. What a shame!” “F-Father, no... p-please!” I pleaded to my father but it was too late when he turned his back on me, leaving me with his belligerent subordinate as he fumingly slammed his wooden crane on the floor as he walked away.

I said with my heart racing. "Hmmm...I don't expect any reasonable question from you, nonetheless, go ahead and ask as long as it's not a stupid question." "Dad, what sort of punishment do you intend to give to me?" "I told you that I don't want a stupid question and that was a stupid question! I will not tell you now the punishment I want to give you until you have apologized to Whitney in the presence of her family and ours. I want every member of the two families to witness it. After you have apologized to her, you shall still apologize to Whitney's family and then, I will announce your punishment in the presence of everyone," he said.

Diego spoke seriously that even more dreadful fright slipped into my body. "Daddy.....please...don't hurt me...I'm begging you....I wouldn't sleep with anyone again please...." my breathing turned uneven knowing that he wasn't joking. A cynical look hatched on his countenance and a devilish smile curled on his lips having him uttered. "Who said I'm going to hurt you doll, I'm merely giving you what you want and you should be happy. You're going to have your pussy fuck for straight three days, no food, no water and no one will come to save you it's the perfect punishment for your sins." He tailed his hands down my hips, slipping it into my clit and the shunning feeling aroused back.