Novel & Cerita Diaper Spanking Stories

“Thirteen! Forgive me for I have sinned! I saved my master on many occasions!” Spank! “Fourteen! Forgive me for I have sinned! I reopened the flower shop of Mother!” Spank! “Fifteen! Forgive me for I have sinned! I stopped smoking!” “What a good girl you are!” Spank! “Sixteen! Forgive me for I have sinned! I started writing diaries!” Cassius smiled largely at this one. Spank “Seventeen! Forgive me for I have sinned! I… I forga… I…”

It was quite clear that he was definitely enjoying my ordeal. "How many spanks do you think would suffice for these mistakes?" He asked. "I am not a kid that you will spank," I retaliated. "You are everything that I want you to be," he shot back, his words dripping with possessiveness, "and be glad that I am leaving you just by spanking." What a joke! "I believe five spanks for each mistake should suffice to start," His hand pressed against my buttock, a chilling sensation that sent shivers down my spine. "Now, count for me."

He brought his hand down on my ass, hard, very hard, and I gasped sharply while struggling harder to break free. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” I continued pleading hysterically as he brought his hand down on the exact same spot, alternating between my two ass cheeks, hitting me over and over again, hitting me so hard that my ass went numb. I’m sure even his palm would be hurting. Before he was done, I was a crying, quivering mess. My voice quavered as continued to cry and beg him to stop, promising never to disobey his orders ever again. I’m pretty sure that my butt was sore, it was red and swollen and even when he stopped spanking, I still couldn’t stop crying.

SPANK! "Thank you...daddy." SPANK! He hit right up the middle making my my pelvis try to grind down, gain some friction somewhere. Anywhere! "Oh god thank you daddy!" "That's right baby. Call me daddy. I want to hear you moan it." His hand caressed my backside. I loved his dirty talk. That alone could get me to cum. Three spanks in a row had me cry out. One slap on each cheek and again in the middle at rapid succession. It stung, but in the best way, which is why I was whimpering and asking for more.

He smiled, I shifted back fearfully. "Ohh don't worry slave, this will not be too painful." He smirked. "Now I want you to get on that fridge over there, and shoot out your ass for me. Master needs to spank you for being very disobedient. My fridge wasn't the long standing one, it's more like the short, flat long one?... I guess. My hands went involuntarily to my ass, I can't let Ethan spank me on my ass. That shit is painful. My mum once spanked me and I got her arrested. I was ten years old then. Ever since then, no one has ever done that to me again.

My father hit me with a paddle on my bare ass and I could barely sit for days. Every time they suspect it or I slipped up, the same thing would happen. They took me home, pulled my pants down, and spanked me as hard as they could with that paddle until I couldn't sit. Then I was forced to kneel in front of their stupid shrine and repent my sins.

He then said, "You've been a naughty boy tonight and you know what naughty boys get, don't you?" With that, he gave me a quick slap on the ass with his large hand as the other pressed on my lower back holding me in place. I cried out, mostly in shock as I clenched my ass cheeks together. When I relaxed, he struck me again and again on my bare ass. Here I was, a middle-aged man, bent over another man's knees; my ass getting spanked but it felt wonderful being dominated by this big man. Paul held me across his lap while he spanked me 25-30 times. My ass must have been red from being disciplined before he finally let me up. I rubbed my ass trying to get rid of the pain from the spanking I just

Grant grinned and groaned softly, his eyes were full of desire. He carried me up suddenly, my back pressed against the wall of the shower. His strong hands held my ass firmly as he kissed my neck slowly, sucking on my skin. Then he moved down to my breasts and sucked my big breasts hard, licking and biting my nipples gently. “D…daddy..” “Say, thank you!” He ordered, spanking my ass making me yelp. “Thank you, daddy.” I gave him a slutty smile as I bit my lower lip.

In that case, I guess you deserve thirty spanks,” he said and my eyes widened in shock. There was no way I could take thirty spanks again. The last time he did that, my ass cheeks were burning for days. I couldn't sit or sleep properly, and even simple tasks became impossible for me. I didn't want a return of that, so even though I feared him I tried to speak against it.

“I thought you were supposed to be the best.” That did it. His control snapped. A dark, dangerous look took over his features. He pulled out , flipped me onto my stomach, and yanked my hips up. His hand came down hard on my ass with a loud smack. “Haaa” I gasped, my back arching as the sting turned into pleasure. “Say that again,” he demanded, spanking me again, harder, leaving a fiery red handprint on my flesh. My pussy throbbed with a heavy, aching pulse, dripping slick fluid down my thighs.