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Punished Little Homewrecker

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Doug gripped my wrist and spun me around. He shoved me roughly into the kitchen counter, and I shivered when he pulled my hair to the side to expose my ear to his lips. “I’m a VERY loyal husband.” his voice was rough like gravel, filled with anger but tinged with lust he could no longer control.

My ass arched out to rub against his crotch. I knew he wanted me. As my best friend’s Dad, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of me every time I came over. The hand that had swept my hair back was now pulling my panties down over my ass. The small skirt I wore over to the house did little to interrupt his path. “Do you know how I punish horny little bitches who try to wreck my marriage?”

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Mommy Anna was at work, when suddenly her phone rang. She sighed and picked up the phone, only to hear the automated voice msg declaring that a student in her household was absent. She rolled her eyes and hung up the phone and began calling her naughty boy.

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Mommy Said No

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Mommy said no

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Mommy decided she was going to take her baby shopping and running errands. First, we went to the grocery store. Mommy put you in the cart, but you started to misbehave. Every aisle we went to, you tried to sneak things into the cart that only you wanted. ‘’No! You know mommy doesn’t allow her baby too much sugar and junk! Put that back!’’ I said, placing the items back on the shelf. You still managed to sneak a few items by, and Mommy unfortunately didn’t notice.

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I came home late, thinking you’d be asleep. I heard the TV on upstairs and followed its sound to find you. When I entered the room, I found you, but not like how I expected to, no. I found you laying in bed, passed out, face down, wearing my panties.

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Who doesn’t love a good customer?  I was working in a gas station when he walked in.  Unfortunately, it was just one of those days when I was in a bad mood.  I didn’t really want to be at work in the first place.  So, when he asked why there wasn’t any coffee I responded with a smart mouthed “Cause you didn’t make it yourself.”

I never would have expected the reaction I got from a complete stranger.  We didn’t know each other from Adam.  Yet, he came around the counter and grabbed me by my throat.  His eyes darted around the small little store and spotted the employee stock room.  He dragged me by my throat through the door and slammed it behind us.

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Daddy doesn't take kindly to strangers, but doesn't mind watching me be filled by stranger cock. This is the last time I'll play without permission, and Daddy won't let me forget.

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“Daddy. I. I’m. I’m sorry. I didn’t know the photos would pop up during your presentation.” I could hardly breathe, let alone talk. Daddy was going to make good on his promise, I should have known. After his nipple punishment, I was strapped and restrained in the most beautiful complex piece ever designed by him. My knees bent and bound at the ankles with my feet flat on the bed. I was on my back with my hands pulled and secured above my head. The ball gags catching everyone in one of my muffled screams. As Daddy circled around me like a shark.

Hot candle wax. His favorite flogger. The tease from the vibrating toys, edging me but never letting me finish. “Who’s my favorite girl?” He’d whisper in my ear while denying me my release. My eyes told him I wanted everything from him. His eyes promised me that only He was ever going to see me like that again.

 

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Kayla and I got to my house from a day of shopping.  We were giggling and enjoying the high of buying the perfect pair of shoes.  They can be really hard to find sometimes, so when you do find them it fills you with so much joy.  But our giggling and joy was cut short when we walked into the living room and there stood my daddy, arms crossed, looking down at us with a very stern look on his face.  We both stopped and grabbed each other’s hands nervously.  Knowing we’d be caught we also knew that we faced a punishment at Daddy’s strong stern hands.

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Daddy left me a list of chores to get done since I had nothing else to do today.  But playing video games with my friends is way more fun.  Also, I kind of got lost down the inevitable hole that is TikTok.  I’m sure you know exactly what I’m talking about.  How easy it is to get lost in doing other things rather than boring old chores.  But when he came home and saw the chores weren’t done, he came into my room.  He just stood there over me, judging me with his strict Daddy eyes.  He held his hand out for my phone taking it and setting it on my dresser.  Then he held his hand out again for my own hand before announcing it was time for me to be punished for not doing my chores.

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Not know that the stud had called my boss and left the phone on so she could hear all the dirty naughty things I was doing without permission. I went all out with him. Lettin him fuck me all over my room in any position he wants to using his strong muscular body to put me in.

I never said no. In fact, I only spoke in broken words because he had me panting and moaning so fast and so loud I couldn’t think or remember how to speak right. After being done with me and laying on my bedroom floor covered in my own cum and several loads of his.

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Time felt as though it stood still.  It felt like hours passed to get through those 30 swats and for me to count each swat out loud.  I was sobbing and fighting the urge to beg him to stop with the increasing intensity of each swat.  I knew that I would not be able to sit down comfortably for the rest of the week.  Finally, though I cried out the number 30 after the hardest swat he had delivered throughout this phase of my punishment.

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