Age Play Spanking Novels & Stories

“What’s that?” “I say things that make you melt, call you good girl, tell you how amazing you’re doing, make you feel seen.” She blinked fast. “Five,” he said slowly, “impact play, very light spanking but only if you want it.” She rubbed her fingers along the side of her hoodie. “You can pick one,” he said. “Or two, or none.” Her voice came out low. “What if I want all of them?” His smile widened a little. “Greedy.”

as I wished that my mom would go back to fingering my pussy and rubbing my clit. I cried out a sobbing "Four" as another spank hit my ass. I was on the verge of tears, as I yearned for her fingers and thumb to move again. I cried out "Five" as another spank struck my ass. I literally cried out "Six" as another spank hit my sore ass and tears streamed down my face. I felt another spank and sobbed out "Seven" as my body was now wracked with pitiful sobs. I tried to ignore the pain to my ass cheeks, but another spank delivered to my immensely sore ass forced a sob of "Eight" from my trembling lips. Tears were now free flowing down my cheeks, as yet another hard spank forced me to cry out loudly

Smirking I continue to take her in and gently caress her often as my pants get extremely tight. "Stand up" I tell her firmly. She immediately complies but still submissive. "How long have you known about this Babygirl?" I asked "a week daddy" she answers quietly "oh you naughty girl you kept this from us for that long? You know what that means... that's right baby you're getting punished." I sit down on the bed looking at what she's laid out and I'm excited. "Come here and lay across my lap now ass up" I tell her firmly. She quickly moves across my lap as I lift up the bottom of her skirt noticing her lack of panties and that she's already dripping out. "Okay baby I need you to pick a number

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!"

The adrenaline fueled an even nastier session later. They pushed boundaries further. Introducing light bondage, whipping my ass with a belt until it welted, then soothing it with their tongues. Anal training with bigger plugs, preparing for more intense DP. They even role-played—me as the innocent schoolgirl, them as strict teachers punishing me with their cocks. “Failing grade means you get fucked,” Jake said, spanking me over his knee. Ryan joined, fingering me while Jake spanked. Then they took turns “teaching” me, ending in a bukkake on my face.

he asks still feeling brave. "A little is someone who goes into a younger headspace, the dominant person would take the daddy or mommy role, taking care of the little giving them rules, making sure they don't get in trouble, punishing them if needed," I say, the last part isn't always fun, well not for the littles while in their little space, but for big boys in bed, spanking could be kind of fun. "You ever...you had a..." he says waving with his hand, he means if I got a little before.

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.

The sudden mental image of her pregnant with my child almost makes me come right then and there. Instead, I grit my teeth, fight through it, and pull the plug out just a fraction. Before she can even finish gasping, I push the little pink toy back into her ass while pulling slightly out of her pussy, repeating the rhythm. Lila starts scratching at the spanking bench, her fingernails digging deep into the black leather.

"Sorry, Daddy. I was just—" His big hand cracks down on my ass, hard. The sting shoots through me, making me yelp. "Ow! Daddy!" "Bratty girls get spanked," he growls, but there's something dark in his tone. His palm lands again, firmer, right on the curve of my cheek. Heat blooms, and I gasp, my pussy clenching. This isn't playtime like when I was little. His fingers dig in, kneading roughly through the denim.

She cried out as I rubbed the spot I had just spanked. "I am going to spank you five times, Peaches and you are going to count. And at each count, you'll tell me what you did wrong. If you give a wrong response or repeat a response, I am starting all over. Understood?" My voice was laced with thick lust and Caily's eyes... They were too. "Y... Yes sir." her lips stuttered out the words and my hand struck down her right ass cheek. "One!" Peaches' voice was a thin, sweet cry.