2b Spanking Mga Nobela at Kwento

the question had been asked in a soft voice and it made Emma smile. “Nine,” she said. “Good girl,” he told her and continued to gently rub the hot areas of the skin. Emma heard a drawer being opened and then something cool was being spread over her ass and thighs. It took away most of the heat and some of the pain. “I’m proud of you, angel. You handled your first spanking wonderfully,” Bane told her and bent over her and placed a kiss on her cheek.

He is so cruel, yet it's thrilling me. He turns off the vibrator using a remote and pulls the string out of my pussy. I see that mighty tool. It's truly a small egg-shaped vibrator, but God, it's amazing. After two orgasms in a row, I feel so much more relax than before. Finally, I get my release, though. "Bend over at that bench, sweetheart. It's called a spanking bench." Dominic points his eyes to a white leather bench near the bed. I've been wondering what that is when I strolled around this afternoon, so that's called a spanking bench.

Bash began to act delirious, his eyes would have rolled out of its socket if not for the careful creation of the human body.Finally had enough, Storm penetrated Bash’s rosebud and began to thrust slowly. The current position didn’t give him full access to those round buttocks so he pulled out and turned Bash around, it didn’t release from his temporary cuffs even though the flipping was fast. Storm elevated Bash’s buttocks, his head and chest still flat on the bed. Storm pushed his hard rod in Bash’s puckered hole and began to move semantically while spanking the giggly ass.

My scalp is burning from the tight grip he has on my hair. “Good.” He releases my hair and goes back to touching me gently, almost lovingly. His hand massages my abused behind. “Such a pretty pink color your ass got from a little spanking.” He leans down to kiss my throbbing globes. The sensitivity in my body always hightens after a spanking and soon I can’t contain the moans of pleasure that work their way up my throat.

Bill had a tight hold of my head pressing down onto his lap as his hips had begun to hump the hard lump in his pants against the side of my face. Then, while holding my head down on his lap with one hand, Bill leaned over to take over spanking the sore cheeks of my ass with his other hand. His swats were harder than Edith's and hurt a lot more making me struggle and begin to push with my feet against the floor to try and move away from my spanking.

he groaned, increasing his tempo, he was fucking me, whatever he did before today was vastly different from this, this felt like he was going to destroy my insides, this felt incredible. My legs shook, “Not now slut.” he says spanking my butt, I whimper, the sting sharp but it soon gave way to tiny spikes of pleasure. Another spank again as he stroked, I cried out, he reached forward, spanking my tits this time. “Oh yes daddy.” I cry, I didn’t know I was super into spanking until he does it, again and again, until both breasts were red and raw, both ass cheeks were the same, I had come over and over but it was not enough for him.

I just grind out, “Two.” And so we go. He alternates the strength and placement of each contact, until my entire ass and upper thighs feel like they’re on fire. Until tears run down my face and I’m sobbing out each number. It wasn't until he got to twenty that he stopped. Until my pussy is throbbing with every beat of my heart. "Are you wet, Katie?" I am already pulsing, stinging in both places. My ass is on my fire from the spanking while my pussy throbs, needing desperate release.

"I'm going to fuck you with The Enforcer now." I picked it up and shoved the handle in Slut's pussy, sluicing through the wet, steamy, stew. I played with a dangling breast while I fucked her with it, speeding her orgasm. She'd get another, later. I'd take my time for that one. She spasmed within a couple minutes, excited beyond belief. I made Rose lick Slut's cum off the handle so I could grip it easier, tasting the girl cum maintaining her level of arousal. Slut just kept licking Rose. I hadn't told her to stop. Testing the Enforcer on my thigh, I started my second spanking. I went slowly, giving Slut every opportunity to work her magic.

“There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.” “Yes, but…what kind of normal, decent person likes being beaten up?” “Do I beat you up?” I asked, only slightly amused. “You know what I mean.” I smiled and slid off the desk. I crouched in front of her, lifted her hands off the folder, and opened it. “A spanking is not the same as a beating. I don’t use my fists. I will never use my fists on you.” I turned the first page over and showed her. “See?” I traced the finger down my list of hard no’s. “No punching.”

I wouldn’t submit to him, not again. “Did I stutter?” he growled. There it was again, that sound. Deep. Laced with power. It wasn’t just anger. It was dominance. He was calling for obedience. From me. I rose slowly from the seat and instantly regretted it. Because now I was sandwiched between two carved statues of dripping hotness. The lean beta’s sharp eyes watched every twitch in my body like a hawk waiting for prey to make a mistake. But Noah… Noah was boiling. His shirt clung to his chest like a second skin, veins pulsing, his muscles tense as if he was barely holding himself back from striking.