Novel & Cerita Bare Bottom Spanking

"Turn around and get closer to the bed. Move quickly. I don’t want to waste time. Place your hands on the bed and don't take them off. Do not move out of position during your spanking. Clear?" She sniveled as she obeyed while he drew closer. She felt him behind her and closed her eyes, bracing for the agony he was about to inflict. Donovan said nothing more but abruptly, there was a powerful crack of his belt across her bottom. The snap of the leather belt on her thinly protected bottom filled the room, and the slightly delayed sting made her cry out in pain. Boma didn't care about her expression of pain. It was coming from the core of her being.

A moan escaped me, loud and unrestrained. 'Oh God, fuck... you're so big... splitting me open.' Bottoming out, I ground my hips, clit rubbing against his base. Then I started riding, cowgirl style, breasts bouncing wildly as I lifted and slammed down. Slap, slap, slap... the sound of skin on skin echoed, mixed with our gasps. His hands gripped my ass, spanking hard, the sting making me clench around him. 'Take it, you naughty bitch. Ride that cock like you own it.'

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

He has so much stamina. He stalks towards No. 2, yanks her forward by her leash, and bends her over to the table beside No. 3. ... And she happily arches her back, shaking her ass to call out to him faster. He doesn’t waste time... he slams into her from behind, spanking her ass so hard as he do that it leaves red marks on it. “Count,” he growls. “One!” she and he spanks her again. “Two!!”

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!"

No! As his hand descended upon my bare bottom, striking from one side to the other, I felt humiliated, treated like a foolish child. "Stop!" "I won't stop until you learn your lesson. Lies will get you killed. How many times do I have to tell you that?" Trembling, I gripped the back of the couch as the spanking continued, each smack more intense than the last. Heat surged rapidly, the pain biting into me. He was furious, yet controlled, his entire body rigid. Whatever he had experienced or heard had pushed him to another realm of torment.

He then said, "You've been a naughty boy tonight and you know what naughty boys get, don't you?" With that, he gave me a quick slap on the ass with his large hand as the other pressed on my lower back holding me in place. I cried out, mostly in shock as I clenched my ass cheeks together. When I relaxed, he struck me again and again on my bare ass. Here I was, a middle-aged man, bent over another man's knees; my ass getting spanked but it felt wonderful being dominated by this big man. Paul held me across his lap while he spanked me 25-30 times. My ass must have been red from being disciplined before he finally let me up. I rubbed my ass trying to get rid of the pain from the spanking I just

Sabrina moaned, but at the same time she waved her bum back and forth making it clear that she wanted more. You went back to spanking her again, this time swapping back and forth between the cheeks which made her stumble a few times on the count. By the end, her entire ass was a bright, warm pink and she'd gotten another thirteen or so spanks on each cheek, and she'd abandoned trying to correct her 'sirs' from Daddy.

"When you are with me, you are not to say another man's name unless given permission. If you break this rule, you'll be given a punishment that I see fit. Seeing as how you were unaware of this rule, I will be gentle with you this time; instead of the normal ten spankings, this punishment deserves, I'll give you only five. Do you agree to this punishment Katrina?" "Yes, sir. I agree." She replies, playing the part perfectly. "Good girl." I rub her ass again, playing with the top of her underwear, "But before I can spank you, I'll need you bare for me. Are you fond of this underwear, darling?" I ask, snapping the top strap against her skin. Katrina lets out a soft hiss before replying. "No, s

"Six – please – harder –" He spanks me until I lose count. Until my ass is blazing red and hot to the touch and every slap sends shockwaves through my swollen clit and I'm cumming – cumming from the spanking alone, no clit contact, just the impact of his palm and the brutal depth of his cock and I gush onto the kitchen floor and he keeps going.