Novel & Cerita Abdl Spanking

My thighs are aching from being restrained for the last thirty minutes or so, but still I manage to raise my bottom up a little more. "Please spank me, Sir. I need to learn how to behave." Despite my enthusiasm for a decent spanking I still wince when the flat of a paddle caresses my right buttock. Whichever Dom is wielding it strokes the implement back and forth across my waiting cheek before lifting it and bringing it down hard. It catches me full across the widest part and hurts like fuck.

she moaned out in shock as he swatted her booty. SPANK! SPANK! "OH!" she moaned out again. SPANK! Calvin took great delight in spanking her big fucking booty. It was such a perfect piece of art, an ass built to be spanked, punished and demolished through hard fucking. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I nodded at him from the mirror, opening my lips to talk as I realized I should use words, but before I could say anything, he pulled back and spanked my ass so hard, making me squirm. "Fucking words, baby!!!" He let out a hot low growl, spanking my other ass, and just like that, Gabriel began spanking my both ass as he graced my ears with dirty words, growling harder. I felt tears prick at the corner of my eyes, my pussy throbbing harder from his spanking.

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"

But he wasn't! He wasn't a saviour at all. He was a coward and a Bully. He moulded me into a woman haunted by fear. I was living every day in fear of him. I am the woman who's going to be looking over her shoulder for the rest of her life..ALL BECAUSE OF HIM!! I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE WRONG MAN..THE ABUSIVE MAN!! ~~~~~~~ I walked out of the Gas station with a new phone in hand,a phone that couldn't be traced. I dialed Claire's number,the number that I had memorised if this exact reason. Thankfully she answered after 3 rings, just hearing her voice had the hot tears rolling down my cheeks.

The next thing I knew I was lying flat, spread across his legs, my ass was being kissed by the evening wind. "What are you going to do-" A cracking sound tears through the air. He spanked me, Adrian spanked my ass and it felt so good. "Are you going to disobey me next time?" He asked, spanking me again. "No," I moaned. "No who?" He asked, his hand kissed my butt cheek again. "No daddy." I huffed out. "Good girl." He said still spanking my ass. "Adrian please," I begged. "What do you want, Princess, tell me." His hands caressing my butt cheeks.

"Well then why don't you lie over my lap and lift up your skirt." I rolled over his knees and looked over at the guys as I pulled the skirt up over my firm round ass. "OK, I am going to spank you now, but I need your help. Daddy sometimes has trouble remembering how many times he has paddled you, so I want you to count out each one up to five." "Yes, daddy." He raised up his right hand and swung it down over my exposed flesh. I yelped "One." Again he swung down, this time on my left cheek. "Two."

He started to slap my bum again, I screamed right away, my bum was still sore, even after the lotion aftercare, he didn't smack me much, I only received five in total, but they were enough for me to cry. "I don't want to do this Calesti, I don't enjoy spanking you why are you acting out?" he asks me, but I don't believe him, he had me sitting up in his lap, the last place I want to be in. "You like hitting me, and it hurt," I accuse him with more tears going down my face. "I don't, and I've only spanked you," he says. "Nu, you hit me on the bum," I say, I know that's what spanking is, but I don't like it.

Thalia kicked and screamed throughout the ride, but Carter didn't let go of her every time she tried to scamper off his lap, he would knot her hair in his hand and hold her head up until her arched back started to hurt, he would stare down at her until she backed down under his dominance and continue with his spanking. With every act of defiance, his spanking would get harsher than before. Finally, Thalia gave up when her eyes started to sting and all she could feel was the streaked pain on her butt, when she stopped Carter paused as well “ do you want to start counting as a good girl now?”

One hand reached around to rub my clit while the other spanked my ass. “Tell me how much better I fuck you than the boys your age,” he demanded, spanking me again. “So much better,” I moaned loudly. “You’re bigger… thicker… you know exactly how to ruin me.” He fucked me harder after that, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through my bedroom. I came again, my pussy gushing around his cock as I buried my face in the pillow to muffle my screams. Mr. Ahmed didn’t stop. He pulled out, lay on his back, and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his waist and sank down onto his cock, taking every inch until I was fully impaled.