Choose Your Own Spanking Novels & Stories

It's getting tougher for me. "You have a choice. Ten spanks at the same spot or forty spanks at the butts." He gave me a choice, marching towards me. But it's not a choice at all. Of course, I'll choose the first option. "Ten spanks," I answered. "Are you sure, you can take there more?" He glanced at my wet and sensitive crotch and asked me, raising his brows with a smirk on his face. "Yes," I answered him with full confidence.

He demands. Fuck... My legs are tingling all over after kneeling for long periods, but I stand up anyway. "Go to the spanking bench." His voice is so damn gruff. "Y-yes, Daddy." I put myself on the spanking bench. Stay strong, my ass. Let's hope he won't be so cruel. "I will give you a choice. You either get 10 strikes with my belt or 5 strikes with my choice of a smaller paddle. What's your choice?"

“What’s that?” “I say things that make you melt, call you good girl, tell you how amazing you’re doing, make you feel seen.” She blinked fast. “Five,” he said slowly, “impact play, very light spanking but only if you want it.” She rubbed her fingers along the side of her hoodie. “You can pick one,” he said. “Or two, or none.” Her voice came out low. “What if I want all of them?” His smile widened a little. “Greedy.”

But I narrow my eyes, and toss my jacket onto the counter along with my empty cup, before grabbing a fresh beer and giving him my attention. “I know if I want something done right I have to do it myself,” I say in a tone I don’t think I’ve ever heard coming from me. It’s challenging and fearless, and driven home when I take a drink from my beer. Adam laughs along with the rest of the room, as he tucks me back under his arm. Seeming amused, Sabrina turns and faces Ethan. “Well Ethan. Can you do it right?”

“So choose. Feeding you or spanking you?” I was dumbfounded. Was this man on drugs or something. “This is ridiculous.” I huffed out in annoyance. “If you don’t make a choice in three seconds, I’d go with whichever one I prefer.” His icy eyes twinkled as he said the words and I just knew the option he was going to pick. But I kept mute because I was stubborn as hell and because I also knew there was no way he was going to go through with his words. He had to be bluffing.

I hummed, satisfied with her and my eyes traveled from her tempting neck to her voluptuous bosoms and down to her dripping nether when I stated, "I'm giving you a choice, Sarah. Which I won't usually give and you knew that too." "What is it, Sir?" She asked softly. "You can pick whatever toy you want to get spanked with," I said coolly catching her off guard, and she took her time before answering, and I'm in no rush either. "Oiled leather flogger, Sir." She mumbled while she had her teeth sunk into her lower lip when a soft curl settled on my lips. As usual, she picked the one I wanted and I queried, "are you sure?"

seized his hand and pushed it between my legs. He ran his fritters through my crowds and moaned. “ You ’re fucking soaked. ” He groaned as he leaned his head back as I pumped my fist briskly. “ Am I wet enough, nascence? ” I moaned, grinding against his hand. His head snapped up; his eyes flitted to black. “ Clara, let me take control for your first time. ” He growled, thrusting his cutlet into me. I leaned my head back, groaning. “ No. I want to do this, ” I groaned. He withdrew his cutlet and gripped my hips, stopping me from moving. “ Clara, you have to go laggardly. I do n’t want to hurt you, ” he whined. “ Leon, I ’m ready. I want this. ” I growled. I lifted my hip

"Alex, you're the Alpha of the Blaze Pack — how can you stoop to—" Smack. I slapped him across the face. Darian clutched his cheek, staring at me in disbelief. "You hit me? For him?"

I slowly lower myself to the chair, hoping that I had made the right move. My brother continues to plunge into our mate, her hands gripping the sheets. Lynn’s mouth is hanging open, and her eyes are slightly closed. She looks like a vision, and watching her be pleasured drives me crazy. “Touch yourself.” I feel my mouth fall open in surprise. Is she serious? I mean, I’m not a stranger to spanking the monkey, but I’ve never done it in this scenario. “Don’t make me tell you again.” I slowly reach down, running my fingers over my throbbing manhood. Just the feel of my skin is enough to make it jump. I wrap my hand around the base and give it a long stroke upward. I come back down slowly, only t

“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.