Age Play Spanking Novels & Stories

he groaned, increasing his tempo, he was fucking me, whatever he did before today was vastly different from this, this felt like he was going to destroy my insides, this felt incredible. My legs shook, “Not now slut.” he says spanking my butt, I whimper, the sting sharp but it soon gave way to tiny spikes of pleasure. Another spank again as he stroked, I cried out, he reached forward, spanking my tits this time. “Oh yes daddy.” I cry, I didn’t know I was super into spanking until he does it, again and again, until both breasts were red and raw, both ass cheeks were the same, I had come over and over but it was not enough for him.

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.

He spanked me twice in a row, fast and hard. "Yes!" "You know how much of a little tease you have been, right? Calling me daddy, knowing well enough how much that shit turns me on. Touching yourself and kissing me out of the blues. You just want to be slutted out! And don't fucking lie to me, you want to be fucked. You are not here, naked and moaning because you just want me to prove that you are not insensitive! You are here because you want daddy to fuck you, is that right?" With every word he was saying, he was spanking me harder and faster and I was on the edge already. I was going to cum so hard from being spanked.

My butt is bare to him , except for the small area my underwear covers. "Now kitten , I am going to spank you 10 times so I want you to be a good girl for daddy and count each time I spank you and say 'Thank you daddy' okay?" I bury my face in the blankets , as I feel so exposed to him - but I like it. "Answer!" he yells , making me almost jump off his lap but he held me down to him. I nod my head agreeing to him but apparently that was not good enough for him.

"I can't what? Speak up, sweetie. Are you here for my approval, or do you want another F?" "No!" she shook her head fervently. "No, you can... you can spank me. That's fine. So I, um... what do I do?" I ventured a thin smile. "Assume the position." "Yeah, but... what position? If you want me on your lap you'll have to sit down. Or do I just grab my ankles, or...? You have to throw me a bone, here, Mr. Canon." I let my displeasure show, and the effect was visibly chastening. "First things first, spanking is about punishment, and contrition. If I wanted sass, I'd have brought Taylor over. You have to want my approval more than her, don't you?"

She’d never… but the idea of him deciding it, of the die commanding it… “Yes. Acceptable as a future category.” “Category Five. Discipline.” His gaze sharpened. “Impact play. Spanking, flogging, paddling. For sensation, for correction within the game’s narrative, or simply because the roll demands it. Not for punishment in the emotional sense. For the experience of endurance and release.” Millie’s pulse throbbed in her throat. She’d never been spanked, not even as a child. The idea of his large hand connecting with her bare flesh, of stinging pain melting into warmth… “Limits?”

"Come here, over my knees." He looks at her, perplexed and a little bit stupidly. "Over your knees?" "Yes, are you daft? Stand here, then bend over so that your ass is right here across my lap and your palms are flat on the floor. It wouldn't be very good if you fell down the moment I started spanking you, right? And little boys like you deserve to be spanked quite thoroughly." Even through the receding pain I can't keep a grin off my face. I watch him move into position slowly,

She was wearing the black thongs he had got her while shopping for some clothes for her. He began spanking her one after the other. Ayra bit her lip to control the moan that was about to escape her lips. His grunts and her muffled moan filled the room. “You will never leave this place,” Spank! “You will always be by my side,” Spank! “You are mine,” Spank! This time she moaned loudly due to pain and pleasure. By the time he was done, her ass cheeks were red due to all the spanking. Ayra was dripping wet. All the spanking only turned her on. She was embarrassed that she reacted this way to his touch. Heck, she didn’t even know why she let him touch her in the first place.

I flattered him nervously, hoping he would let me off because of my trust in him. "What if I couldn't get there in time? What would you do then? You acted against my wishes, you brat. If I don't teach you a lesson this time, you'll think you can get away with anything next time." Before I could respond, Colin had taken my blanket off. Before I could react, he turned me face down on the bed. With his left hand pressing on my back, he raised his right hand. A smacking sound echoed in the ward. It wasn't until I felt a stinging sensation on my butt that I realized I was being spanked at the age of 21.

I can feel him massage my cheeks, readying them for his punishment. "Spread your legs, sweetness. I want to see how fast you get aroused." Jory orders, so I open my legs for all to see. "You will receive twenty spankings, Baby Doll. Are you ready?" Merrick asks as he reaches between my legs briefly. "Yes, Sir. I'm ready for my punishment." "Can you tell me why you are receiving these spankings, Baby Doll?" "Because I was disrespectful, Sir." "Yes, but I also think you need this. You are too on edge, and this will help calm you. It will give you a better mind frame for what we must do."