Bare Bottom Spanking Novels & Stories

“Topping from the bottom?” “Trying to be in control,” Shadow told him, and slid his finger across the screen, causing Vixen to gasp. “Oops. Trying to manipulate your Domme into doing something you want.” “What is the punishment for topping from the bottom?” Raven wondered, smiling as he selected something else on the screen. “Spanking,” Shadow’s breath was heavy. “Ice play, bondage… All sorts of things.” “You are turned on,” Raven observed, feeling himself respond to Shadow’s excitement.

It was as if he were using his entire strength to hit me. “Stay still.” He said as he spanked me once more. Three in a row without giving me injecting space. I was exhaling heavily as I struggled to make him stop. Yet, he didn't stop. He kept on spanking my bottom until it felt as if my bottom was about to break. “No, please stop. It's excruciating! Quit striking me! My derriere can't take it anymore.” I cried out in pain as the spanking became more arduous.

“Topping from the bottom?” “Trying to be in control,” Shadow told him, and slid his finger across the screen, causing Vixen to gasp. “Oops. Trying to manipulate your Domme into doing something you want.” “What is the punishment for topping from the bottom?” Raven wondered, smiling as he selected something else on the screen. “Spanking,” Shadow’s breath was heavy. “Ice play, bondage… All sorts of things.” “You are turned on,” Raven observed, feeling himself respond to Shadow’s excitement.

“You’re going to regret that, princess.” This isn’t the first time Dante’s spanked me, but it’s certainly the hardest. It’s like he took the intensity of one of his normal 20-minute spankings and condensed it into 30 seconds. Every one of his spanks is searing. His palm connects with my bare flesh so loudly that the smacking sound reverberates across the room. No matter how desperately I wiggle my hips to try to get away from him, it’s useless. He’s got me locked in place.

I didn't let him finish before slamming my cock into his ass without warning. “Take my dick, Baron. Take it like the fucking slut you are.” I spanked his ass with my bare hand and he whimpered, watching him spasm against me. I knew I wasn't going to last. But we had all night. All week if I could help it. He wasn't leaving this room.

“I’m going to devour you, princess. But you’re not allowed to come.” I waited for the pout before smirking. “I thought things would be different now, but it seems I’m still your sex slave.” “Would you rather I hired another?” “Don’t you dare! It’s not a paid position anyway,” she fumed. “Ever the accountant,” I said, flipping her over and squeezing the globes of her ass. “Count for me, backwards from ten. If you mess up, I start over.” The spanking ended up being thirty. Her butt cheeks were bright red and I knew the friction from the couch cushion wouldn’t have allowed her arousal to diminish. In fact, I could still smell the pheromones.

I smiled as I raised my hand and began the spanking. I put enough force into the spanks to make her gasp in shock at the sting but not enough to actually hurt. To her credit, she only jumped and gasped at the first surprise spank and was able to call out all ten spanks. By the tenth spank, her little ass cheeks were pink and she was squirming on my lap. I then began to gently massage her ass cheeks causing Cindy to moan softly.

I felt his palm stroking up and down my lower back as I bent to get my panties off my heels. I unbuckled my heels but he stopped me, "Leave them on," he instructed. Embarassment swallow me whole as he widened his legs as a signal for me to hop on. Ignoring my burning face, I got on the seat and bent over his knees. "Good girl," he patted the top of my head as though I was some pet. I ground my teeth. "I will spank you thirty times and you will count them loud. After every spank you will thank me," he laid out the instructions for me while raising my skirt.

He said everything while spanking on her butt with his warm and rough hand. Oh my god, she closed her eyes, and a tear dropped down on her cheek. She is not crying, but she is not sure about her condition right now. He is spanking her one butt with his one hand and rolling his other hand fingers on her other butt. In short, he spanked only on her one butt while rolling his fingers on her other butt, giving pleasure. If one of her butts is burning like a stove of flame, then the pleasure is taking over the other butt as his fingers are arousing over hers.

She stretched out on the couch, her rear centered in his lap. He took his time, slowly spanking his baby girl, alternating a continuous parade of carefully placed blows on her sweet ass. As she slowly pinked up, getting redder and redder, his hand rested longer on her skin, in between smacks. One of her legs fell off the couch, spreading her legs wide, and he looked down at her, gazing at the slender piece of material covering her privates. With each blow, she'd moan and flinch. He watched her hands stray back to cover her ass cheeks, and he brushed them away, just swatting her harder for her efforts.