Princess Beatrice has one mission: to get rid of her royal status and live a normal life. After years of rebellion, her father has finally had enough, enlisting Dean Mayor as Beatrice's new bodyguard. Her father hopes Dean can keep her on the straight and narrow...and boy does he try;) If you like: ✅ Princess x bodyguard ✅ spanking ✅ brat taming ✅ steaming hot banter... Why not give Bea and Dean's story a try? New chapters every Monday!

She wasn't looking for structure. He wasn't expecting chaos. In a world where boundaries matter and power balances shift with a glance, two very different people find themselves drawn into something neither of them saw coming. Sharp-tongued and restless, Lilith knows how to push buttons-and she's never met one she didn't want to press. Jaxon is disciplined, unshakably composed, and used to control-in every sense of the word. But when their paths cross, control becomes a question, tension becomes a constant, and nothing stays simple for long. What begins as correction soon tangles into connection. And some lessons? They go far beyond the classroom.

Love spanking? Then you're in the right place! Every chapter, a new couple. Every couple, a new dynamic. But one thing stays the same...someone's getting spanked. This book isn't just smack after smack, it's bratty chaos, strict discipline, playful punishment, always some sweet aftercare, and plots that actually keep things interesting. From sneaky lies to broken rules to brats who just can't help themselves, every story comes with a sting and a twist.

Maddison Blake, 21, fiery and stubborn, is struggling through college and is fresh out of second chances. Seeking some peace, she moves into her older brother's apartment...only to find she's not alone. Nicholas Carter. Her childhood crush, her brother's best friend, and now his strict, no-nonsense roommate, interferes with her plans to relax, enforcing rules she didn't know she had to follow. Nick doesn't tolerate brats. He doesn't tolerate disrespect. And when Maddison pushes him too far, he's determined to teach her a lesson she won't forget. But what begins as discipline quickly ignites a fire neither of them can ignore. What happens when discipline turns into craving, and neither can stop wanting the other?

DD diaries is a raw, real, look into my D/S dynamic with my boyfriend. The chapters will include apologies I've written, stories about my punishments, fun activities I do with my dom, and more!

This is a collection of mini stories about a brat, Asslysa and her boyfriend, a brat tamer. This story does contain graphic details that can be triggering, such as eating disorders, addiction, and BDSM. Read at your own risk. Your mental health matters. This story is completed, but don't fright there is a squel, Chronicles of a Married Brat.

I was the chaos he never wanted - and the only woman he couldn't resist. Rishi Shekhawat built empires with silence, protected his family like a soldier, and carried loyalty like a scar. He didn't do distractions. Then came me - Aaira Birla. Flirty. Fiery. One braincell short of disaster. I crashed into his perfectly controlled world with red lipstick, sarcasm, and an agenda of my own. He told me to behave. I laughed. Because being his problem? That's my favorite privilege. ‼️Warning- This story is heavy on spanking- (theme being- submissive in denial, dominant in style) It has consensual- non- consensual spankings If this is not your vibe, feel free to ignore. Happy reading

Lydia & Cameron are a fictional adult couple that engage in a consensual DDLG dynamic. This is a series of one-shots about them. ❤︎ ────୨ৎ──── ᵎᵎ MIND THE TAGS. This story will contain themes such as BDSM, Ddlg, sex, spanking, drinking, drugs, age regression, voyeurism etc. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. PLEASE DON'T LEAVE RUDE COMMENTS ABOUT SOMETHING YOU CAN'T RELATE TO OR DON'T FULLY UNDERSTAND. THANK YOU.

I was currently straddling him, desperately trying not to roll my hips into his toned stomach. Joel." I whimpered, my voice coming out as a low whine. His big hand swiftly met with my ass and I cried out from the sharp slap, a moan unintentionally escaping my lips. "What do you call me, Princess?" He asked ominously into my ear. He pulled myI was currently straddling him, desperately trying not to roll my hips into his toned stomach. Joel." I whimpered, my voice coming out as a low whine. His big hand swiftly met with my ass and I cried out from the sharp slap, a moan unintentionally escaping my lips. "What do you call me, Princess?" He asked ominously into my ear. He pulled my skirt up to my lower back and began to caress my bottom gently, over the place that he just spanked, leading to an even more profound tingle. I whined and just barley rocked against him when I felt another, slightly harsher slap land on the middle of my exposed rear, and I yelped loudly. "Kai." He rumbled, his lips grazing my ear as he spoke. "You know I don't like to repeat myself." He warned and squeezed my now stinging bottom. "D-Daddy, I call you Daddy." I hurriedly answered. "Please!" I begged, wholeheartedly regretting my earlier actions today. I felt him smile against my face at that, and he chuckled darkly generating a shiver to run up my spine. What have I gotten myself into?

Book 4 Blackthorn Academy does not educate. It conditions. Behind iron traditions and unspoken rules, boys are taught to command and girls are taught to comply. Power is structured. Desire is controlled. And fear is mistaken for order. Then someone breaks the balance-not through rebellion, but through fragility. She is anxious, observant, constantly on the edge of disappearing. A presence so quiet it goes unnoticed... until it doesn't. Two men-bound by loyalty, discipline, and a shared destiny-see her in a way no one ever has. What begins as protection turns into something far more dangerous: devotion. But Blackthorn is built on secrets, and some legacies cannot stay buried. A truth surfaces that reshapes everything-one that reaches beyond the academy's walls and into an empire older than the school itself. An inheritance steeped in violence. A future written long before love was ever an option. Now, affection is a liability. Safety is an illusion. And choice comes with consequences. This is not a story about defiance. It is a story about fear, connection, and what happens when love collides with power that refuses to let go. Welcome to the mafia.