Novel & Cerita Bare Bottom Spanking Story

“No, sir!” Smack. “What was that?” he asked. Smack. “No, sir!” Smack. “Bad boys need correcting, don’t they?” Smack. “Yes, sir!” Smack. “Louder,” he commanded. Smack. “Yes, sir!” Smack. Smack. Smack. “Rutabaga!” The spanking stopped immediately, and Brandon whispered, “Good boy.” I let out a soft whimper. Being held down like that, pressed against him, felt so intimate I could barely breathe. I was utterly powerless beneath him.

It motivated me to keep going, increasing my pace. Almost instantly, he yanked my ponytail. I gasped loudly and stopped. He pulled my back to him, bending me over without hesitation. He pushed me towards the creaky single couch, stopping when we got to it. It was my turn to grip both arms tightly. He pulled his shorts down, wrapping my hair around his hand. He yanked my head up, spanking my right butt cheek. I couldn't control the loud moan that followed. I felt his thumb brush lightly over my wet clit. It was swollen, dripping pussy juices. It wanted some action.

She stepped behind me, and she yanked the skirt all the way up to my waist and tucked it there, completely exposing my bare ass and soaked cunt to her. “Fuck, look at this pretty little ass,” she growled“So pale. So untouched. That ends right now, you desperate slut.” The first spank came across my right cheek.I cried out, jerking forward. “Count it, bitch.” “One!” I gasped. “Louder, or I start over.” “ONE!” The second landed even harder on my left cheek,Then she started spanking without mercy. She moved between my left and right cheeks,then targeted the same burning spot over and over until I was screaming my lungs out

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!!”

First mind-blowing sex, sex like we've never had before, though it was always good, this time just fell less vanilla, less high school love and more mature if you will, then taking care of me with the same tenderness he always showed and then a spanking. I knew it was a game but couldn't figure out the rules, which maybe was his plan all along. I was so frustrated I actually stomped my feet and screamed. His stepping back into the doorway, now dressed in pajama bottoms, only to look at me before walking away again was the last damn straw.

The crack echoed in the small room. "One." He hit again, spanking me on the Other cheek. "Two." Again he slammed me Harder. "Three." My skin was on fire. My pussy was dripping down my thighs. "You like it when your boss spanks you?" "Yes." "You like it when I hurt you?" "Yes." "Dirty fucking whore." He hit me again. Four. Five. Six. I lost count… I stopped counting. I just took it. My ass was raw. My cunt was aching.

he said as he spanked my butt hard. Not again, please!… I prayed in my heart, hoping he wouldn't whip me again. "This is actually one of my best positions in bed… Doggie, this isn't my very best, but I will go with it because I didn't expect you to bend so well like a slut" he said, spanking my butt harder again. "Your butt isn't smooth like the first time; I will get a specialist to work on it. I don't like the view," he said as he walked into a little room.

Realizing there would be no courtesy in my husband, I began to work my tongue in and around his toes sucking on them, only the thought of how turned on I was allowing me to get through this filthy act. The taste and smell really weren’t that bad, but my lifelong idea that feet were the dirtiest part of a person was making me extremely nauseous. As I moved to the bottoms, I could feel every wrinkle on them as my tongue swept over them. I looked up at him and could tell that he was thoroughly enjoying the sensations and the power he had over me. I tried to finish as quickly as possible without missing any parts, hopeful that this would be the only thing I had to do before he wanted to fuck me.

"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!"

“When I am spanking you, you are not allowed to move or to make a noise. If you do, I start over.” I started to tremble. How many spanks was I going to get and would I be able to endure it? He went back to rubbing my bottom where he just spanked, and the sting was replaced with a deep heat. I realized I was even more wet than I was a moment before, and I wanted him to spank me again.