Bare Bottom Spanking Story Novels & Stories

I say. “Okay Professor.”She moans out loudly yet again.. “Now hold still and take your punishment. You've been a naughty naughty girl"I say. I went to work on her brown booty, spanking her for a good minute and a half, the crack of the belt seems to turn her on she was wiggling her ass toward me, rather than,away from me.

As he speaks, he rubs his hand over the fatty lower part of her big soft fair butt, bends his other hand into a curve, and spanks her so hard SPANK!! The sound reverberates throughout the room. "That sounds so good," he laughs, and spanks her yet again on the other side of her butt, eliciting sobs after sobs from her. Her butt turns bright red, the imprint of his hand clearly visible. "That's more like it!" He screams like a maniac and starts spanking her over and over again. SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!! Ariella is shaking and her ass is shining like fresh red tomatoes by the time he's finished.

Bash began to act delirious, his eyes would have rolled out of its socket if not for the careful creation of the human body.Finally had enough, Storm penetrated Bash’s rosebud and began to thrust slowly. The current position didn’t give him full access to those round buttocks so he pulled out and turned Bash around, it didn’t release from his temporary cuffs even though the flipping was fast. Storm elevated Bash’s buttocks, his head and chest still flat on the bed. Storm pushed his hard rod in Bash’s puckered hole and began to move semantically while spanking the giggly ass.

I clarified liking this already looking from Lauren to Cora who was wishing I'd do her a favor with her pleading eyes. “I’ll put a wager to spice it up, that you’d cum from being spanked. The loser will be the three hole slut for the whole of tomorrow for anyone in this house.” Lauren said with such a confidence that got me even scared myself, I knew spanking was a thing but I’d never heard that people cum from being spanked.

It was so fucking painful, she just wanted him to stop and fuck her already. She had been belt spanked and hand spanked a couple times by her clients back at the club, so she picked spanking fetish because she believed it was something she could handle. She was handling it pretty good but couldn't wait for it to end. The camera zoomed in-between her thighs at her extremely wet pussy that was already dripping it's juices down her thighs. Collin stopped flogging and stroked her extremely red bottom gently. “It's over now my dear.” She breathed hard and let go of his dick. The camera men were looming everywhere.

My tits squash against the cold surface, nipples hardening instantly. “Hands on the case,” he orders. I obey, palms flat, ass out. He flips the apron up like a curtain, groans at the sight of me bare. “Look at this perfect little ass,” he mutters, spanking me sharp. “Been thinking about it all day in meetings.” I push back. “Then stop thinking and fuck it.” He spanks me again, harder. “Mouthy barista.” His belt clinks, zipper down, cock out, He rubs the head through my soaked folds.

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

, Sir." I heard him moving behind me, then felt his hands securing my ankles to the bench legs. Then my wrists, stretched out in front of me. I was immobilized, ass in the air, utterly helpless. "Perfect," he murmured, his hand smoothing over my ass cheeks. "Tell me, princess, have you ever been spanked?" "No, Sir." "Then we'll start with my hand. Count them." The first smack landed on my right cheek—sharp, stinging, making me gasp. "One, Sir!" He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, building heat with each strike. By ten, I was squirming. By fifteen, I was whimpering. By twenty, I was sobbing—but not from pain. From something else. Something that felt like release. "Color?" he deman

I tried to get up, but he pressed his knee into my back, pinning me. “Please— I won’t do it again— I swear!” He yanked my skirt up and ripped my panties off. But instead of fucking me, he brought his hand down hard on my ass — spanking me viciously, over and over, until my skin was bright red and burning. “You don’t get my cock tonight,” he hissed, spanking me even harder. “You don’t deserve it. Bad girls get punished.” Tears streamed down my face as he continued beating my ass raw. Each slap was brutal, his full strength behind it.

“Yes! Harder. I love it when it hurts so good.” He spanked me again and again. Each rhythmic smack made my pale bottom turn bright crimson. I squirmed on the desk and pushed my ass higher for him. “Fuck, that feels amazing,” I gasped. “My pussy is getting so wet from your spanking. Feel how soaked I am, Doctor. Slide your fingers between my thighs and check your naughty nurse.”