Bare Bottom Spanking Novels & Stories

she moaned out in shock as he swatted her booty. SPANK! SPANK! "OH!" she moaned out again. SPANK! Calvin took great delight in spanking her big fucking booty. It was such a perfect piece of art, an ass built to be spanked, punished and demolished through hard fucking. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I cried out loudly as he hit the deepest part of my vagina repeatedly, until he finally climaxed. "Oh, fuck yes!" he exclaimed as he ejaculated inside me. "This is gonna be fun." He momentarily left the room and returned with a wooden paddle, which he used to spank my tender buttocks. He spanked me hard and mercilessly, ensuring my entire bottom turned red and inflamed. He forced me to lift my legs and slide my feet against the bed, spanking me even harder and eliciting angry screams. He also smacked my thighs, making me scream even louder.

He rubbed the spot soothingly, then delivered another smack to the other cheek — harder this time. “Count them for me, princess,” he said, voice calm and steady. “Ten spanks for coming home so late and dressed like you wanted attention from boys who don’t deserve you.” “One…” I breathed as the third smack landed. By the fifth, my ass was warm and tingling, and I was dripping down my thighs. Marcus noticed. He paused to slide his fingers back between my legs, pumping them slowly inside me while he continued the spanking with his other hand. “Six… seven… oh God, Daddy—” My voice broke into a moan as his fingers curled perfectly against that sweet spot inside me.

“You always have our attention. But deliberate bratting like this—especially on a special day—earns big consequences.” Cole: “A serious spanking. From all three of us.” Her tummy flipped—nerves and excitement twisting together. They moved as one. Cole sat on the wide ottoman in the center of the room. Grant and Marcus guided her to him. Cole pulled her gently but firmly over his lap. Skirt flipped up… the denim one she’d snuck on after Marcus left her room. No panties. She’d gone full brat. Cole’s hand rested on her bare bottom.

"My turn to finish the job." He flipped me over one last time, hiking my ass into the air for a final round of doggy-style. He was relentless. He hammered into my pussy with a primal fury, his hands coming down hard on my ass. CRACK. CRACK. The sound of the spanks was loud in the quiet suite. "You're a bottomless pit, aren't you?" Malik taunted. "Taking two men while your husband sleeps five feet away." "Yes! Fuck me, Malik! Finish me!"

He spanked her butt with the hand where he had his ring on inflicting more pain. Then another smack resonated. One after another. One after another. He kept on spanking her ass.. She lost her count after 15 hits. His hit was so hard and full-blown as he was roasting her butt with his mere hands. With every strike, her ass rippled and it got redder and redder. She cried out and wailed with pain. With each slap, he increased the power of each strike. He kept on spanking till her skin was breaking in some places and blood was spurting out of those areas where his ring struck her. He practically roasted her butt with his mere hands. She was a crying mess. Her whole form was shaking with her hicc

My back arched into a rigid line. I moaned louder, anchoring my heels against his back, forcing him to speed up to a faster, more brutal pace. His fingers clenched so hard over my thigh that I knew it would leave marks, his hips moving in long, fast, heavy strokes that shafted me completely. Before I could even process the rhythm, he gripped my waist and flipped me over onto my stomach, forcing me up onto my hands and knees. He grabbed both of my wrists, bringing them into the center of my lower back, and pinned them down with just one of his hands. With his free hand, he raised his palm and began spanking my bare ass in hard, rhythmic successions.

My poor vibrator was going to get a fast and furious workout tonight, make no mistake. “The trick with spankings is to start slowly and build up a good, steady rhythm. By the time I’m finished with you, your ass should be a brilliant shade of crimson. If we were talking the ‘Ultimate Guide to Pain Package,’ then I wouldn’t stop until there were tears. Depending on your pain tolerance, I’d probably move on to a flogger, then a paddle, and if needed, a crop. How does that sound for a warm-up?”

Colton rumbles. He hooks his massive hands under my waist, hoisting my trembling body off his lap as if I weigh absolutely nothing at all. My knees are so weak from the spanking and the melting pleasure inside my lower belly that I can barely stand on the rug. I stumble forward, my face burning with deep, intense blushes as the cool air of the cabin hits my hot, swollen ass cheeks.

Stephan snarled, his eyes narrowing, sending shivers down the spines of those present. The man lowered his gaze again, his earlier bravado evaporating under the weight of Stephan’s fury. The boss was known for his fierce demeanor; he was a handsome figure, but his temper kept everyone at a distance. Female employees admired his looks, yet they were equally terrified of his wrath. Those who had tried to seduce him had faced dire consequences—immediate termination and blacklisting from the industry.