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I was rooting for her. At some point, she told her boyfriend to stop spanking her and to "Just fuck the shit out of me." I was glad she was yelling in passion because I could report her dialog clearly to my Mistress. She told me to pick up my dildo and give it a good break in. My pussy was what was going to be broken in, not the dildo, but I didn't correct her. I was ready to fuck it.

“This married pussy is so much tighter than I imagined. Your husband has no idea how to fuck you properly, does he?” He started pounding me hard — deep, powerful strokes that made my tits bounce and my moans turn into broken cries. Every thrust slammed against my cervix. The wet, filthy sound of his heavy balls slapping my soaked pussy filled the room. “Tell me,” he growled, spanking my ass hard. “Tell me how much better my cock feels than your husband’s.” “So much better,” I sobbed with pleasure. “Your cock is ruining me— I can’t go back to him after this—”

“David is my fiancé now, and I don’t want any random girl touching him.” I froze. Fiancé. That was supposed to be me. My fingers clenched into fists. Before anyone could comprehend what had happened— Slap! Clara’s head whipped to the side. A chorus of gasps filled the room. David rushed to her immediately, cupping her cheek. “Clara!” He called, his entire attention on her, as he checked her face as though I had poured molten lava on it. After making sure she was fine, he rounded on me, fury blazing in his eyes, but before he could utter a single word—

“Please spank me first, Daddy. Make my ass burn then fuck me hard from behind. I need to feel owned by you.” His large palm came down sharply on my soft rear. The sting made me moan loudly. “Yes, just like that,” I begged. “Spank your naughty girl harder. I deserve this for being such a bad ex-girlfriend.” He spanked me again and again until my skin felt hot and red. The pain turned into delicious heat between my legs.

"Please Victor touch me. I need your hands on my pussy. I am your bad stepdaughter and I deserve to be punished." He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me over his lap again like before. My bare ass was up and my wet pussy rubbed against his hard thigh. He smacked my ass hard with his big hand making it sting and burn. I moaned loud and wiggled grinding my clit on his leg. Each spank made me wetter and hornier. The pain mixed with pleasure felt so intense I thought I would explode. His cock pressed rock hard against me through his pants and I wanted it inside me so much. "Fuck yes spank me harder Victor," I gasped between moans. "I love being your little slut. Make my ass red so I remembe

First dessert my girlfriend made for me. **Unknown:** *P.P.S. Tell Hope I'm sorry if the kiss was too forward. I'll ask permission next time. I'm still learning relationship boundaries.* I showed Hope. "He's apologizing for kissing me without asking. Like that's the problem. Not that he's ten and I'm fifteen." Hope stood. "I can't do this. I can't pretend this is normal." "Then don't. Break up with him. Deal with the videos if they come out."

“Kane, you okay?” He sputtered for a moment before coughing, “Coffee went down the wrong side. Keep going.” “He pinned me down and fucked me. Kane-” I said, covering my face. My cheeks were hot to the touch. I didn’t know if I was going to be able to tell my best friend about being spanked and how I’d come harder than I had in my entire life. “Don’t stop now, baby girl. It’s just getting good.” I sucked in a deep breath before blurting out my next words, “He spanked me and my god Kane. That man, I’ve never come that hard. EVER!”

'Good girl, such a cock-hungry tease. He pulled out before cumming, flipping me onto all fours. 'Ass up.' Smack!!! His palm connected with my cheek, heat blooming. Another came, harder, making me yelp and push back. 'You like that? Getting spanked like a bad girl that you are?' 'Yes... mark me, spank me more!' I begged, wiggling. He did, five sharp slaps, alternating sides, then soothed with gropes, kneading the sting away.

When they pulled apart his eyes landed on Knox next to me. "Jackson this is Knox...my boyfriend." I reached down and laced our fingers. I've never been one to experience or even believe in sparks when you touch someone. But as I slid my hand into Knox's I did. Tingles went straight up my arm at the contact. "And his sister Olivia." I somehow managed to say. Knox hand was...rough. I could feel calluses along his palm and even along his fingers as I gripped it. It shouldn't have surprised me since I knew he was in the military and owned a hardware store. He uses his hands a lot.

“The sting ray whip was short and barely curved. It was almost the same as father’s bamboo whipping rod but, if you looked at the tail of a stingray closely, you’d find that its tip was serrated and razor-sharp. Almost all my audience gasped and I could see pity in their eyes – especially those of my family. I begged for them to help me and to stop Aling Tikya, but the witch doctor told them that it wasn’t me talking, just the encanto inside me. “Thwip-whack! came another blow and everyone shut their eyes. I was absolutely terrified then. Terrified that I was going to die. Kids in my generation had more than our fair share of corporal punishment but that was the first and only time I was bei