Novel & Cerita Cheerleader Spanking

"God, how humiliating. Getting disrespected on her own birthday and just taking it? If that were me, I'd rather die." Draped in my designer gown, I ignored their sneers. I found Scott and kept my voice low. "We agreed—you wouldn't shove your mistress in my face. Basic decency—" He cut me off. A few drinks with Gigi had left his gaze a little glazed, but the contempt in his eyes? Crystal clear. He chuckled. "Leila, I must've spoiled you too much before." His smile sharpened. "You really think you get to lecture me on decency?"

This wasn't her first time seeing his dick but for some reason she felt scared or maybe because he was forcing himself on her. " Lord please help me " she closed her eyes. " Face the chair and hold it," he instructed. She opened her eyes touching the chair, her ass facing him. He lifted her skirt and pulled down her pants, her smooth ass facing him. " You have a nice ass" he rubbed her ass before giving it a hot spank which made Scarlett cry. " I said moan and not cry" he growled, spanking her harder which only made her cry even more . " Moan, moan moan, moan" he kept spanking her ass harder and repeatedly as Scarlett moaned out in sorrow.

"Yeah, and Eugene's almost here. You haven't seen him all day. Don't you miss him?" Panic flickered across her face—quick, ugly. Then she noticed I didn't react. Her brows pulled tight. "Don't say his name in front of Glen." Someone laughed. "What are you scared of? He's deaf. He can't hear us." I pushed her back into her chair, firm. "I can get back myself. Stay." I turned and walked. No pause, no window for her to chase me. Barely made it far before Eugene Chapman showed up.

I questioned, spanking her when she hesitated. "You're hurting me!" she complained, trying to crawl away. "And you, you bought these shorts for me," she reminded breathlessly. I delivered another hot slap on her left ass cheek, earning another scream from her. "This is your punishment," I relayed as Kai tore off the shorts and the lace panties off her, leaving her bare for us. "Oh fuck," I swore, rubbing her right ass cheek, the mere thought of the flesh bouncing on me as she rode my dick making my cock stir beneath my slacks.

She was also wearing a multi-coloured, high-waist sequin fringe skirt that could barely cover her perky, naked butt. Bending over and spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, she showed them she was wearing a red and black striped g-string. "Like what you see?" she asked, resting her palms on her knees and swaying her rear. "Why not?" Harris said, walking over to her to spank her. "That's for being naughty," "Thank you, Daddy," Aaron came over and spanked her as well, "That's for being a good slut," "Thank you, Master," Wyatt came over, cupped her ass cheeks and kneaded them for a bit before spanking her hard, making her gasp, "That's for having a delicious pussy,"

she pleaded but he wasn’t buying it. “You deserve it, if you don’t come to me in three seconds, I will double the spank,” he threatened her and it worked. Encha who knew that Keaton never jokes when it comes to his punishment quickly offered herself to the man. “Strip!” he commanded and she discarded her pajama top and bottom in less than two minutes leaving her in just her panties. Keaton smiled as he looked at his wife’s small body. The body was covered with his marks, as he loves to renew them whenever they try to fade away. Encha was put on his lap with her butt facing him.

“There’s nothing wrong with kink. You shouldn’t feel shame for having those desires.” “Yes, but…what kind of normal, decent person likes being beaten up?” “Do I beat you up?” I asked, only slightly amused. “You know what I mean.” I smiled and slid off the desk. I crouched in front of her, lifted her hands off the folder, and opened it. “A spanking is not the same as a beating. I don’t use my fists. I will never use my fists on you.” I turned the first page over and showed her. “See?” I traced the finger down my list of hard no’s. “No punching.”

, he said and spanked her hard, "You sound like a school girl. A sl*t like you can do better" "I want you to fill me with your big hard c**k and f**k me hard. I want to screem from pleasure. Please now." "Much better", he said spanking hard and entering her in one swift motion. Jackie gasped from pain and pleasure. He was spanking her and f**king her in the right rhytm, hitting her g-spot. . She gave in to absolute pleasure. She was sweating, and her makeup was melted. Her juices were dripping, and his dirty encouragements were bringing her even more to the edge.

She tried to cover her ass with her hands but I held them down firmly with my left hand as I raised my right. She pleaded, "No. Please. I was only joking." But it was too late. She really pissed me off and I was going to teach her a lesson she wouldn't forget. My hand came down hard to smack her bare ass cheek. The sound echoed in the room as she begged me to stop. I smacked her ass again and again, alternating the cheek I would strike. When I would spank her, she would clench her butt cheeks together but I would wait until she relaxed before spanking her again. I would give her five or six swats, then stop for a moment, rubbing her soft skin, before starting again. I spanked her about twent

"O-One! I'm sorry daddies!" Spank! "T-Two! I'm s-sorry daddies!" My hand continued to assault her ass in random slaps. My cock eagerly twitched as Charlotte wriggled against it uncaringly. I would change my rhythm and the harshness ever so often. After every few spanks, I would change the spot of where my hand would land. She sobbed and moaned in between her counting and my strikes. Her arousal seeped through my sweats easily as Theós left his spot on the chair. He was kneeling beside her, hand tangled in her hair as his mouth stayed glued to her ear. Filthy words escaped him, his husky voice growling in her ear