Romans & histoires Bdsm Spanking

As if marking me as his. “As hard as you are fighting against my spanking of your ass, I bet if I touched your pussy, it’s dripping wet.” I squeeze my legs together. He takes one finger and slides it over my pussy lips. I stifle a moan. “Damn, soaking wet. You’re dripping onto my slacks little doll.” He chuckles as another smack follows. With every smack I want more. Who knew I was it this level of BDSM. Cordell would never do anything like this to me. He said all of the BDSM stuff was weird. He wasn’t comfortable he said. It was always all about his pleasure and never mind.

He spanked me again, then again, each one timed with a deep thrust so the sting and the stretch mixed together. “Ah… fuck—” “That’s what you get for wrong answers,” Calder said, voice dark. He kept spanking me while he fucked me slowly, the skin of my ass growing hot under his hand. “This cunt stays full either way, but you only get it hard when you earn it.” Voss stroked himself faster, the fat head of his cock glistening. “She’s dripping down your cock,” he said. “Every time you spank her she gets wetter. Filthy little thing.”

The pain is worth it. Dominic keeps spanking me, making my bottom hotter and sorer, his hand going lower and lower, until he is spanking me right where I sit. “Open your thighs.” He gives the order and when I don’t follow it immediately, he slides his hand between them and pulls them open. His fingers find my sex, run along the slippery seam of my lower lips and part them. My inner lips are exposed, the little hole at the entrance of me. “My little girl likes being spanked by her daddy, doesn’t she?”

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.

With a slow, firm movement, he opens my bra, which slides down my arms and Dom pulls it off at once. “Arms back”, his hoarse voice demands. I obey, bringing my wrists together behind me, my body surrendered, every cell on alert. He holds my arms tightly, wrapping the fabric in strong knots, one on top of the other, leaving me immobile. I try to move my arms, but I can't. My breathing becomes more anxious, the room shrinks with the tension that passes from me to him. Dom turns me face down on the bed, my face sunk into the comforter, and then he puts a pillow under my belly, raising my hips. I swallow, eager for what's to come, sweaty, hot and horny. His fingers gently caress my ass before my

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.

There’s a mischievous glint in his blue eyes, and I swear I can feel him smiling against my cunt. “Is this what you want to see?” I ask, arching my back even more while I squeeze and massage my tits, giving both nipples a good hard pinch. The groan he lets out sounds more like a growl, and I start moving my hips even faster. His hands slide down my spine and to my ass. I’m so caught up in how good everything feels that the spanking takes me by complete surprise. I gasp and look down at him. The feral look in his eyes has my body shuddering with pleasure. My ass stings, but his tongue is working me hard, and my clit is swollen and throbbing, and I know I’m about to cum all over his face.

I moaned out my name as sucked him off professionally and when he couldn't take it anymore he yanked me away from him and before I could realize what was really going on he suddenly threw me on the bed and turned me around with my butt facing him and the next second he was spanking my ass… Surprisingly it didn't really hurt and all I felt was pleasure as he spanked my ass repeatedly. “Want more?” He asked and I found myself nodding.. “Beg for it, love..” He whispered and spanked me hard… “Spank me hard, Daddy..” I cried out in pleasure and of course Damian didn't hesitate to fulfill my wishes as he kept spanking my ass while his hands left prints on my ass and only then did he thrust into my

“Fuck me like you own this dick. Make me cum deep inside you.” I rode him even faster, slamming down onto his cock with wild abandon. My ass bounced hard against his thighs with every drop. The wet, filthy sound of my pussy sliding up and down his dick filled the room. Sweat coated our bodies. My breasts bounced heavily in his hands as I fucked him without mercy. Nova suddenly gripped my ass with both hands and started spanking me hard. The sharp slaps echoed through the room. “Fuck yes,” he growled. “Bounce that ass on my cock. Just like that, you dirty slut.”

"Not done yet. Gonna keep you tied and fucked all day." Hours blur— he rebinds me in new positions: on my side, one leg hitched high; doggy with arms pinned behind; even suspended slightly from the headboard for standing fucks. Each time, BDSM amps it: wax drips on my skin (he melts a candle, hot trails on thighs and tits), ice cubes trailed over clamps, vibrator pressed to my clit while he takes my ass. Paddling between rounds, spanking until I'm sobbing, then soothing with his mouth.