2b Spanking Novels & Stories

, 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

I just had to last through two more spanks and I would be done. I cried out "Nineteen" as the next to last spank made my whole body shake in a spasm of pain, that almost overran my need for my orgasm. I sucked in a deep breath and prepared for the nest spank, but it didn't come. Instead mom increased the speed and depth of her fingers pumping in and out of my wet needy pussy, as her thumb pressed down harder on my sensitive clit and rubbed me to the verge of my ecstasy. I ignored my pleasure as best as I could, willing myself to focus on the next spank. But I felt my orgasm begin to flower inside my pussy and my whole body began to shake, as it spread and began to overtake my concentration.

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.

m not leaving" He tells me I nod and he rubs my back calming me down. Once i was calm he spanks me and I moan. "I'm going to use the paddle on this ass. This is your punishment for just not talking me" He tells me I nod and he brings the paddle down on my ass and I yell out. He spanks me twenty times them he slides into me hard and fast and I yell out. He hammers in and out of me so fast that I can't catch my breath.

Robert inserted two fingers into her pussy, feeling the palpitations of her climax. "She's going to be punished for cumming without permission twice. Thirty swats for each occurrence. I'm going to give her the first thirty with the paddle she's holding. If she doesn't cum from her spanking, she'll need to cum to make her feel better. You will fuck her to ease her pain, then you will give her the remaining thirty with your hand as you will be unused to using a paddle so should feel how hard you're striking her. When her punishment is complete, she's going to mount my cock and I want you to fuck her ass so you can feel the heat rising off it from her spanking. Does this sound acceptable to you

Anna muttered in between her slow moans. As he fondled her hips, she felt an overwhelming eagerness rushed through her body. She was desperately waiting to be spanked by him. Will got a smirk on his face, hearing her words. “Sure, my little whore.” He replied, withdrawing his hands from her buttocks. Anna moaned as the sudden pain and pleasure hit her when his palm finally landed on the skin of her butt, causing her core to swell up. He caressed the spot to ease the burning sensation before spanking her again and again on her both buttocks.

“You wouldn’t put me down! You’ve hit me plenty of times—so what if I hit you twice?” His eyes darkened, sharp with a dangerously calm fury. He gripped my jaw, his fingers rough but not painful. “Spanking,” he said slowly, mockery dripping from every syllable, “is a form of sexual suggestion. Is this how you plan to handle our divorce?” My breath caught. Sexual? My cheeks flamed. “That’s ridiculous!” I protested. “You started it! You were spanking me for years—since I was fifteen! How is it discipline when you do it, but something else when I do?”

The sting bloomed hot across my skin and shot straight to my clit. “Good girl,” he growled, low and rough, spanking me again on the left cheek, harder this time. The crack of his palm on wet skin was loud and obscene in the quiet cove. “That’s it, baby. Come for Daddy. Let me feel this tight little cunt milk my cock while I spank this perfect ass red.”

I rushed my words as much as I could with my shaky breath. "Good. Good girl" He rubbed my right tit as if prepping it for the spank but suddenly, he spanked my left tit instead. "Aaah..." "You'd better count when I am spanking you. Who knows I might easily lose count at 8 and have to start over again?" He rubbed my left tit that he had just spanked. "One..." I breathed out. "Good girl"