2b Spanking Mga Nobela at Kwento

He lifts up my dress, rubbing my bare ass softly before spanking it. He rubbed my coochie in slow circles that drove me completely wild, like he was prepping for the main deal, which is exactly what he was doing. “Fuck Nova…you’re so…wet,” he growled. His hands found my waist, pushing it down a bit before sliding his manhood inside of me with one deliberate thrust. “Rowan,” I moaned out loud, and then what came after was a spank on my ass. Not to hurt me, but to remind me of what I had done wrong.

I could see an nth number of my underwear flying in the air waiting to get dump in the dustbin. He didn't even give me time to breathe and started spanking me like a kid. His palm was landing on my butts, switching the cheeks according to his will, and let me tell you the next spank was louder and brutal than the previous one. Although I was yelping in pain with the sound of his hand slapping against my butts yet it was also sending jolts of pleasure directly to my core, making me extremely wet and ready for him. With the continous spanking, I could feel my cheeks burning and turning dark red.

Her clit throbbed visibly after each hit. “Stand up. Bend over the bench. Hands flat. Legs wide.” She scrambled to obey. Bent at the waist. Palms planted on the padded bench. Ass high. Thighs spread. Pussy exposed and dripping down the inside of her legs. I didn’t tease. I just started spanking her bare ass. Full strength. Left cheek. Right cheek. Over and over. The sound cracked through the room like whips. Her skin turned from pale to bright pink to deep angry red in minutes.

I murmured, curling my finger, and running it up and down her dripping slit. With my other hand, I grabbed her hair, bringing her face closer to me. “It’ll be ten instead of twenty spankings because I need to have my dīck inside of you already. But after I’ve fūcked you, we will complete the next ten.” I told her as she licked her lips. I rubbed her asš gently before lifting my hand and delivering the first spanking, making her bite her bottom lip and grip the arm rest tightly.

She stepped behind me, and she yanked the skirt all the way up to my waist and tucked it there, completely exposing my bare ass and soaked cunt to her. “Fuck, look at this pretty little ass,” she growled“So pale. So untouched. That ends right now, you desperate slut.” The first spank came across my right cheek.I cried out, jerking forward. “Count it, bitch.” “One!” I gasped. “Louder, or I start over.” “ONE!” The second landed even harder on my left cheek,Then she started spanking without mercy. She moved between my left and right cheeks,then targeted the same burning spot over and over until I was screaming my lungs out

, Sir." I heard him moving behind me, then felt his hands securing my ankles to the bench legs. Then my wrists, stretched out in front of me. I was immobilized, ass in the air, utterly helpless. "Perfect," he murmured, his hand smoothing over my ass cheeks. "Tell me, princess, have you ever been spanked?" "No, Sir." "Then we'll start with my hand. Count them." The first smack landed on my right cheek—sharp, stinging, making me gasp. "One, Sir!" He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, building heat with each strike. By ten, I was squirming. By fifteen, I was whimpering. By twenty, I was sobbing—but not from pain. From something else. Something that felt like release. "Color?" he deman

I decide that she's had as much indirect stimulation as she needs for tonight and shut the vibe off for good, then push the straps that hold it in place down her legs, incidentally stroking her muscles along the way. She's shaking slightly by the time I get up again, but keeps taking the spanking in silence. I'm too lazy to count, but I guess I must be somewhere around two hundred or so when I stop and rub her ass, digging my fingers into her hot butt cheeks. She utters the softest of moans when I accidentally push against the plug still firmly lodged inside of her. Always one to exploit her weaknesses, I do it again, this time deliberately, but all I get from her in return is a loud intake

The soft leather was warming slowly, taking away that first shock of sensation. I arched my back as Bane’s fingers teased at the entrance of my pussy. He pushed a finger inside me, rubbing my juices over my clit. I could already feel an orgasm coming. With the combination of submission and spanking, I was primed for him, primed for the pleasure he could give me.

He took my panties off before rubbing my ass. I squirmed on his lap, eager to get my punishment. My clit throbbing just thinking about it. Dalton bought his hands down my ass, spanking me hard, making me jolt. "Count", he ordered. " smack". "One sir", I counted. " smack", "two sir". . . . . . . . . " smack", "twenty sir", by the time I was rolling my hips to get some pressure release. My breath was laboured, I was moaning with each spank, my juices flowing down my inner thighs.

I nodded and he spanked my ass hard, I gasped. “That’s for nodding, use your word slut.” He said spanking me hard this time causing a thrill to run through me. “ one.” I moan breathlessly, grabbing the bedsheet tighter. “Good girl.” He said " Spank again, harder this time, I bit my hand to stop myself from screaming, another hard spank landed on my ass, “That’s for trying to muffle your moan, I want to hear you scream the whole house down.” My pussy was drenched with need by the time he was done spanking me.