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“My naughty little pet. What if someone had noticed how close you were to soaking the chair?” “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whimpered. “It was too much—” His hand cracked across her bare ass—sharp, stinging. Then another. And another. The spanking was fast and firm, each smack pushing the plug deeper and making the vibrator grind against her G-spot. Sophie moaned loudly, the risk of anyone still lingering in the hallway only heightening everything. When her ass glowed pink, he pulled both toys out abruptly, leaving her clenching around nothing. He spun her around and lifted her onto the edge of the conference table, spreading her legs wide.

But to be honest, this is taking my excitement to another level. Finally, I felt his hand on my butts, he is caressing them softly, I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, getting utterly lost in his heavenly touch. "I'll spank you ten times with clipboard for teasing me and if you move from your position, I'll add 5 more. Understand, Butterfly?" He instructed me, making me a bit nervous. "Yes, Master!" I screamed when he smacked me with wooden clipboard not so hard, but I felt something between my legs.

My cock sprang free, slapping against my stomach. “Look at you,” he rasped, smearing the pre-cum over my tip with his thumb. “Leaking like a fucking faucet.” I bucked into his hand. SMACK. His palm cracked across my ass and I yelped, the sting blooming into heat. “Quiet,” he hissed, spanking me again. “You want the whole choir hearing how much of a slut you are for Daddy’s cock?” I shook my head, biting my lip. “No—please—just you—”

"Now, get on your fours and face away." Jackie smiled and turned around, her ass arched in the air. I walked forward and knelt behind her. I cupped her ass and squeezed then jiggled it before spanking her. She gasped and I smirked before running my hand from her ass to her curved spine. I saw goosebumps rise on her skin and her body shudder; she was loving this.

“Alessio, please…” “You’re getting twenty spanks today. Ten for disobeying me. Ten for lying and being a bad girl.” My hand cupped one cheek and began softly rubbing the smooth skin. She had gotten still and quiet now and I wondered if she had finally accepted her fate or was just biding her time until I let down my guard. “Count along with me or I’ll start over. Do you understand?” She stubbornly kept mute. I raised my hand and landed a hard spank right against the fleshy curve of her right cheek. She squealed in pain, her entire body moving up in my lap from the impact.

Thalia kicked and screamed throughout the ride, but Carter didn't let go of her every time she tried to scamper off his lap, he would knot her hair in his hand and hold her head up until her arched back started to hurt, he would stare down at her until she backed down under his dominance and continue with his spanking. With every act of defiance, his spanking would get harsher than before. Finally, Thalia gave up when her eyes started to sting and all she could feel was the streaked pain on her butt, when she stopped Carter paused as well “ do you want to start counting as a good girl now?”

Robert inserted two fingers into her pussy, feeling the palpitations of her climax. "She's going to be punished for cumming without permission twice. Thirty swats for each occurrence. I'm going to give her the first thirty with the paddle she's holding. If she doesn't cum from her spanking, she'll need to cum to make her feel better. You will fuck her to ease her pain, then you will give her the remaining thirty with your hand as you will be unused to using a paddle so should feel how hard you're striking her. When her punishment is complete, she's going to mount my cock and I want you to fuck her ass so you can feel the heat rising off it from her spanking. Does this sound acceptable to you

My words were now harder. “I am sorry Mr B.” she said her words meeker. I raised my hand and sent it down with part pressure to her cheeks three to each side, then three more to each side. Heather wiggled under me and let out little moans of pain as each spank landed directly where I wanted them. “I am sorry Mr B.” she called out between spanks. But I didn’t stop. She was being taught a lesson and just sorry was not enough. I rubbed her pussy as I felt the heat radiate from her glowing cheeks. She was soaked; her pussy juice was running down each of her legs.

I’m easily confused in this state. We’re not following the script anymore, the script that keeps my fantasies safe. But even though my head’s in a bit of an uproar, I’m still wet and still eager to have Mike—Daddy, I mean—paddle my ass. He flips up my short plaid skirt. Runs his hand over my cotton-clad ass. I force myself to squirm away, but I’m sure he can tell I’m rubbing myself against him, not trying to escape. “You’ve been bad, Cherise. I’m going to spank your bare bottom, like the heroine in that appalling book.” It sounds so corny that I can’t help laughing, although I try to disguise it with a groan.

Trembling, I lie down across his lap, my ass curving into the air. In a sudden, breathtaking motion, my panties are pulled down to my knees. Slap! Slap! He spanks one round cheek, then the other. Over and over. Faster and faster. Not hard, but enough to sting. "This is what Daddy does when you've been a bad girl," he says, in that low, menacing voice. More spanks. As I wriggle, he drops a firm arm across my waist to keep me in place. "This is what you need. Have you ever gotten the discipline you deserve, Kori?"