Sweet Days Of Discipline Novels & Stories

Note : The next chapters will address delicate issues that may elicit strong emotions, such as sexual harassment, violence, and death. Please proceed with caution and at your own risk. The day passed like a wind. Graduation day arrived for Styx and me, and we both received honors. Life became hard for me, but everything was paid off, even the tears I shed, because I saw my Mom smile at me, even though it didn't reach her eyes. I nearly sobbed that day; Styx couldn't calm me down while we sat in a restaurant. He kept saying he was proud of me, as well as Mom. Even if she didn't say it, I knew Mama was happy for me. I just hope that one day she can finally tell me that she's happy I am her dau

To outsiders, it seemed like Arya didn’t know the woman. When Arya said this, Sandy’s body froze and another round of tears streamed from her eyes. “Arya, please! I’m sorry but it’s about Jace! They- they took him and there was blood and… and- Arya please!” Sandy got on her knees and begged once more, her voice cracking up and her face drenched in tears. How pitiful. Some say the most painful thing emotionally is losing a child. Arya could believe it seeing the once proud and rude woman kneeling in front of her, pleading for her to save her son’s life.

he asks. “Sometimes. I don’t like it every day, nor do I like to be punished like a toddler. That was one of the main points of contention with my ex. He has a spanking fetish more suitable to a naughty five-year-old. I enjoy a good spanking now and then, but mostly for sexual pleasure. Chris gives a firm nod. “Noted.” “Got it. So, you’re squirming on my lap because the threat of being disciplined with a punishment spanking arouses you. You don’t always need the actual release from a swat to your bottom.

"It's only been three days since I broke up, and I'm so sad that I can't even eat. Can I get through this?" "Why would you think that you can't? You have to believe in yourself. Men are just the seasoning of life, okay? If you have money, go to a bar and get yourself some handsome male escorts to make you happy." "Leave all your pain to time and trust that it will heal everything." "You're all straying off topic again. Shouldn't we be telling the kid to constantly report what happens tomorrow?" "You must be wary of Jonathan. If he does cause trouble, both sides will be unhappy."

"Ms. Valenti, congratulations. You have passed the screening for the confidential experiment. If you join the program, you'll need to travel to Silvercrest, and your domestic identity will be erased. Are you willing to participate?" I had planned to refuse. Lorenzo had always loved me as if I were his entire world, and at that moment, I was carrying his child. I had thought we would finally have a peaceful, happy family. But it seemed that was no longer true. Once the dancer finished her routine, Lorenzo's men called for her to stay and have fun with them.

“Finally. Someone who doesn’t worship at the altar.” He leans against the locker beside me, casual in posture but sharp in intent. “So tell me, Eva Sinclair. What do you want from Blackridge?” I keep my tone light. “An education?” “Try again.” He doesn’t blink. Doesn’t look away. His stare pins me like a butterfly, wings spread wide, nowhere to run. I grip my books tighter, my smile fixed. “Maybe I just want what everyone else wants.” “And what’s that?” “To survive.”

"Your husband is such a sweetheart." I forced a small smile. "Yes, he's really sweet." Tariq looked at me thoughtfully. "You seem quite close to your father-in-law." My heart skipped, but I tried to maintain my cool. "Well not so much. I was just very happy not to be alone anymore and I guess my excitement took the better of me." Tariq nodded. "That makes sense." He then brought out his iPad. "Well speaking of excitement, you wouldn't guess what is on our itinerary for today's tour."

“From now on, you’ll erase any other man from your life, got it? You’re not allowed to think of any other man.” “Screw you, Jordan.” I release her waist and slap her ass cheek. “That’s not the right answer. Now, say it.” She yelps, her moans echoing in the darkness. “N-no.” My palm meets her flesh, but it’s so much stronger this time that she screams. “Try again, Sweetness.” “Stop it…damn it…” Slap. “Not until you tell me what I want to hear.” “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

He asked, to which she shrugged "Takes a lot of discipline but I make it happen," sunny replied, which much confidence it surprised Rosa "I admire disciplined people. I believe the world would be a much better place if we had such disciplined people. Don't you think avac?" He asked, his eyes falling on avac this time "What the fuck are you doing?" Avac spat with anger Before sunny could figure out what was going on, she felt a cold metal on the exposed part if her legs. Her breath hitched. She knew exactly what that