2b Spanking Novels & Stories

Sabrina moaned, but at the same time she waved her bum back and forth making it clear that she wanted more. You went back to spanking her again, this time swapping back and forth between the cheeks which made her stumble a few times on the count. By the end, her entire ass was a bright, warm pink and she'd gotten another thirteen or so spanks on each cheek, and she'd abandoned trying to correct her 'sirs' from Daddy.

A hand descended on my buttocks, a sharp smack that had me gasping for air, and my insides clenching around him. I shuddered violently, that part of me stinging but also making me delirious with pleasure. As he thrusted into me, he would occasionally stroke my clit before spanking me harder, making it wobble and shake. I began to flinch and squirm under each tingling, smarting blow, my body drawn between sensations. Without thinking I raised my bottom up, wanting more attention from that cruel spanking hand, that slapped and heated my buttocks so tantalizingly. These two sensations, pleasure

[AVA] In a matter of seconds, he swiftly positioned me on all fours beside him. The air between us crackled with gasps as he hiked up my skirt, exposing the back of my thighs and ass cheeks to the cool air. I gripped a nearby throw pillow, bracing myself with my elbows, desperately trying to stifle the gasp that escaped when he crouched behind me and delivered a firm spanking. "Brian!" he reminded me, making it clear that I had somehow earned this punishment for not speaking appropriately.

My poor vibrator was going to get a fast and furious workout tonight, make no mistake. “The trick with spankings is to start slowly and build up a good, steady rhythm. By the time I’m finished with you, your ass should be a brilliant shade of crimson. If we were talking the ‘Ultimate Guide to Pain Package,’ then I wouldn’t stop until there were tears. Depending on your pain tolerance, I’d probably move on to a flogger, then a paddle, and if needed, a crop. How does that sound for a warm-up?”

I was here until he decided to let me go. As his hands slapped over my oversenttized butt, I cried out, but it soudned more like a damned moan. TO my horror, I rollled my hips, trying to grind my clit against his solid trousers-covered thighs. And despite the agonizing pain, I lifted my ass higher, lifting for the blows, rubbing my clit and nipples over his thighs with reckless abandon. I was going to cum. Wetness will flood out of my hole and stain his pants all because Keagan was spanking me. As suddenly as the blows started, they stopped.

My heart races as I hear him approach me. He trails a finger along my spine, eliciting shivers of both anxiety and desire. His hand rests on my lower back, and he leans in close, his breath hot against my ear. “You look so irresistible in this position, love.” “Thank you, Master.” I respond to him, moaning as he fondles my buttocks. Then I feel his warm hands securing my wrists and ankles to the bench. His touch is both firm and gentle. The first spank comes without warning on my buttocks, and it’s swift and firm. A gasp escapes my lips, and my body jerks in response. The sensation is intense, a mix of stinging pain and exhilarating pleasure.

she gasped, pushing back against me. I spanked her right ass cheek hard, the sharp crack ringing out over the water. Her flesh jiggled deliciously, turning a pretty pink almost instantly. I alternated between cheeks, spanking her in a steady rhythm. Elena pushed back onto my cock eagerly, meeting every powerful thrust with equal fervor. “Spank me more! I’ve been such a bad mommy letting my son’s best friend breed me like this,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with pleasure.

“Such a naughty girl… coming to my penthouse in the middle of the night, dripping wet, begging me to fuck you while my son is away.” Smack! Smack! Smack! Three more firm spanks landed in quick succession, turning my ass a bright, burning pink. Each slap echoed through the penthouse, mixing with the sound of rain lashing against the windows. The sting bloomed into heat that shot straight to my clit. “I’m sorry—” I whimpered, even as I pushed my ass back toward him, silently begging for more. “No, you’re not,” he said, chuckling darkly. “You’re soaked. Look at this pretty little pussy dripping down your thighs because your boyfriend’s dad is spanking you.”

As he speaks, he rubs his hand over the fatty lower part of her big soft fair butt, bends his other hand into a curve, and spanks her so hard SPANK!! The sound reverberates throughout the room. "That sounds so good," he laughs, and spanks her yet again on the other side of her butt, eliciting sobs after sobs from her. Her butt turns bright red, the imprint of his hand clearly visible. "That's more like it!" He screams like a maniac and starts spanking her over and over again. SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!! Ariella is shaking and her ass is shining like fresh red tomatoes by the time he's finished.

I opened my legs wider. "Five spanks for coming late and five spanks for not following my order. You will count, okay?" Only the word 'spank' turns me on. I'm hell ready for the spanking. "Now count." His palm landed on my butts. "One, Master." He's fondling my hips. "Good Girl." Smack. "Two." Smack. I jumped, he spanked me harder this time. "Thre," he cut me off with another spank. My butts are burning and my core is dripping wet.