Abdl Spanking Stories Novels & Stories

" Sir please, it stings ," He slaps my hands and I move them away " Good girl, now continue to thank me as I spank that little ass of yours Spank " t thanks master ," Spank " t t," He spanks harder " I'm starting over " " oh, no " " oh yes " He lands another spank " Thanks, master ," He continued to spank me hard, and I continued to thank him, embarrassed beyond belief, knowing Jada is there watching me get punished. " you've been a good girl, so I'll give you 5 more ,"

He brought his hand down on my ass, hard, very hard, and I gasped sharply while struggling harder to break free. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” I continued pleading hysterically as he brought his hand down on the exact same spot, alternating between my two ass cheeks, hitting me over and over again, hitting me so hard that my ass went numb. I’m sure even his palm would be hurting. Before he was done, I was a crying, quivering mess. My voice quavered as continued to cry and beg him to stop, promising never to disobey his orders ever again. I’m pretty sure that my butt was sore, it was red and swollen and even when he stopped spanking, I still couldn’t stop crying.

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.

Her butt started to feel sore and numb because of so much pain. Drake then stop spanking Adeline’s butt when he felt satisfied to what he did. He then stood up from the bed then look at the woman who was facing backwards at him. He felt satisfied and relief to what he did. He then pulled her hair and forces her to face him and he saw that the woman’s face was all wet because of its tears but he did not feel even just a little remorse at her.

Not that I would ever break that rule, especially not with Steve Nelson out of prison. The spanking continues until tears stream down my face and my bottom throbs with it. “Please, Daddy. I’ll be a good girl, please!” I wail when a particularly wicked swat lands on my upper thigh. He gives me two more resounding swats, then leans over my body, stretching his front along my back. His jeans abrade my abused bottom and I whimper. He pushes my hair out of my face and I look over my shoulder at him. He looks downright feral. A shiver of need courses through my body and I wiggle my bottom against him. I hiss out a breath at the sensation, but don’t stop.

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.

I managed to say, my body already responding to the mixture of pain and pleasure. He continued, alternating cheeks with each spank, each one precise and controlled. By the fifth, my bottom was glowing with warmth, and I could feel moisture gathering between my thighs. "Six," I cried out as his hand came down again. "Are you learning your lesson?" he asked, his fingers tracing the cleft between my cheeks. "Yes, Daddy," I replied, my voice trembling. "Good. Four more." The final four spanks came in quick succession, each one making me cry out. When he finished, my bottom was burning, but I was also more aroused than I'd ever been in my life.

Gabriel's hand cracked across my ass without warning, the sharp sting making me yelp. "Count them," he ordered. "I want to hear you thank me for each one." Another smack, harder this time, on the other cheek. "One," I gasped. "Thank you, sir." "Good girl." He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, each strike harder than the last. My skin burned, tears gathering in my eyes, but my pussy was getting wetter with each impact. By the time he reached ten, I was sobbing and grinding against the couch arm, desperate for friction.

“Yes please.” Another hard spank and I cried out in pain. “Yes, what?” He asked firmly. “Yes sir, please.” He hummed in response. “You did well, baby but I'm not done just yet.” I felt like I couldn't take it anymore. I was getting tired and sore from the intense spanking. He didn't listen to my pleas, only flipped me over again, and to my surprise, took off the cuffs on my ankles. The ones on my wrists he released, only to lock my hands behind my back instead.

His hand pulled back, only to come down hard on my ass, causing me to yelp out. He spanked me five more times, sucking and biting on my lips, while leaving welts on my but. His hand moved upwards to my heavy, milk-leaking tits. My nipples rock-hard and begging for abuse, "Holy shit, these udders" he growled, grabbing one roughly, pinching and twisting the peak. “You've had your fun with me haven't you?Now, it's my turn.” He smacked my tits hard, and watched as they jiggled under his assault. He kept kneading, and pinching my nipples until tears welled up and I screamed,