Age Play Spanking Novels & Stories

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."

I let out, turning my body sideways as he still hovered over me. He gave his head a subtle shake, "I didn't—Allegra—this wasn't—Fuck—I wasn't hitting you, I was spanking you, there's a difference." I sniffled, "You hit me and it was humiliating. You treated me as if I was a five-year-old."

Her body responded in a way I never expected. The last time I had a girl almost cumming from being spanked was when I was in college, part of a Dom for sluts society. I looked down now and realized I was rock hard, my cock straining painfully against my pants. I hadn’t even noticed it happening during the spanking. This was wrong. She was my stepdaughter, barely eighteen, and I was supposed to be the one in control. “Get it together,” I muttered to myself. I stood up and paced the room, trying to shake the image of her short skirt bunched up, her ass pink from my hand. I couldn’t let this happen again.

Usually, all clients would do a test, it's ni1nety percent accurate to get their little age, she'll of course need encouragement to get into her little space and live that age but determining it would help us with helping her to start regressing. Her limits weren't extreme, I didn't expect anything crazy on her side anyway, I wasn't about to just beat her for the joy of it, I wasn't even sure of her pain tolerance level. She did get paddled by me once, Felix once had to give her thirty spanks for being late, so I'd say she's not very pain sensitive, she can take some.

“You’re serious.” “Completely.” Smack, smack, smack. “You really think I’m going to let you…hit me?” “Not hit you. Spank you. Big difference. Losing your temper and throwing your boot at me proved you need to learn there are consequences for acting out against me.” Smack, smack, smack. “No. Way. You are fucking delusional.” The continual smack, smack, smack was wearing on her nerves. “I haven’t been spanked since I was about six years old.”

Chapter 57: Was I Hard On Him? Baron Now that Jasper is doing his homework in the guestroom, I can go and get the playroom ready for a short scene. Disciplining him can be so difficult sometimes, he has gotten to like some of the punishments, especially the spanking and this is a problem because a sanction is not supposed to be pleasure-able, otherwise there is no point to the entire discipline concepts. A sub must feel uncomfortable to a certain extent while he is being punished without going beyond his limits and it looks like the slight humiliation of being sprawled over my lap, ass naked and spanked arouses him a little too much if these erections are any indication. He also seems to hav

It was quite clear that he was definitely enjoying my ordeal. "How many spanks do you think would suffice for these mistakes?" He asked. "I am not a kid that you will spank," I retaliated. "You are everything that I want you to be," he shot back, his words dripping with possessiveness, "and be glad that I am leaving you just by spanking." What a joke! "I believe five spanks for each mistake should suffice to start," His hand pressed against my buttock, a chilling sensation that sent shivers down my spine. "Now, count for me."

My cock stirred in my robes at the sight of her young, untouched form, full breasts, narrow waist, and the soft mound between her legs that I had claimed as mine alone. I sat on the edge of the altar and drew her across my lap, her bare bottom presented perfectly. The first spanking was always ritualistic, a purification. “Recite with me,” I commanded, my palm hovering. “ ‘Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right.’” The slap landed firmly on her right cheek, the sound sharp and echoing. Sophia yelped, jerking in my lap. “Say it,” I urged, rubbing the spot tenderly.

"Abi, you mean more to me than anything. I won't let anyone do anything to you you don't ask for." Abi climbed on the bench and Cherry showed them both how it was, a kneeling bench instead of a standing bench. It had adjustable pads for forearms and lower legs to rest on and be restrained by Velcro, while the leather buckles restrained the upper arms and legs. She showed them how it put the person on it at the right height for both paddle spanking, belt or crop, and a flogger. But how it also left the pussy and ass uncovered so that the person being spanked or whipped could also be taken and fucked in all three holes by the Dom.

he said warmly, “but good girls still need discipline.” He began spanking me, landing swats across my breasts, inner thighs, and my swollen pussy. Each slap made me jerk and moan loudly. The pain bloomed into heat that went straight to my clit. Ms. Voss turned on a powerful wand vibrator and pressed it firmly against my clit while he continued spanking. The combination made me groan and writhe against the ropes while they edged me like there was no tomorrow. Every time I got close, they pulled the vibrator away and stopped spanking, leaving me trembling and pleading with random nosies.