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Mom then sternly said, "Young lady, you are not paying attention to your punishment. I told you to count the spanks and you missed one. Now how many times did I spank your ass?" I was shocked and completely at a loss. I tried to think back, but could not pin point any missed spanks to my ass. I timidly answered back, "Nine, I think, mommy." Mom answered back reproachfully, "No, young lady, I delivered ten spanks to your poor little ass. I don't enjoy spanking your cute little ass until it glows red. I do this to teach you a lesson and you failed to learn the lesson. I will now start over, but this time I will give you twenty spanks and you will call them all out or we will keep going until y

he spanked my ass again, this time harder than the first few times and another moan escape my lips. My body system works so weirdly, he's being spanking me and every normal person would be feel so much pain in their butts, but I'm not, I'm feeling so horny instead and I could feel my pussy dripping already... why? Could it be because he promised to fuck me senseless until my legs becomes useless? "Fuck! She ain't even saying any bloody thing!" he hissed in a pissed off tone. He stopped spanking me, he grabbed my hair and yanked it back, making me raise my head slightly, before squatting to my level and looked me straight in the eyeballs.

"You love it? Do you love how I spank you for being a bad girl? You love it?" "Yes.. yes Daddy. I love it." Her ass stung, pain and pleasure mixed in her vein. "Well, Daddy is not done spanking you... Daddy wants to spank your soft and succulent ass till your pussy is dripping and ...." His words trailed off as he began to spank her right and left ass cheeks at intervals. "Oh, Devine... Arghh..." Nuella's body vibrated, and her pussy pulsated as a burning sensation rushed through her. "Will you be a bad girl again?"

Crack! My ass stung. The contact of our skin echoed in the room. It should have terrified me, but it felt enthralling and thrilling at the same time. “You behave, or else your mother in the other room will knock on the door, thinking I mistreat you. Behave now, princess. This would be over soon.” As he rubbed the spot where he spanked me, it started to feel good. My clit throbbed. “Are you wet, Robyn? Does spanking turn you on?”

"Sorry isn’t enough, baby girl. You need to be punished. Properly. So you never forget who owns you." Before she could protest, Mason lifted her effortlessly and carried her to the large leather couch in the corner of the study. He sat down and draped her over his lap, her sundress riding up to expose her bare ass. Marcus stood in front of her, tilting her chin up. "Ten spanks from each of us," Marcus said calmly. "And you’re going to count every single one. If you miss a number, we start over. Understand?" "Yes, Sir," Trinity whispered, the word slipping out naturally. Her pussy was already growing wet with shameful arousal.

“Can I ask something else about discipline?” “Of course, I guess you would like to know what kind of punishment is executed?” He nodded shyly and I chuckled as I continued. “Once again, it all depends on the domino's practice and on the submissive's limits. There are different methods and accessories, spanking is one of the most frequent and can be given either with the instruments I have shown you or with the hand.” I said, showing him my palm and smiling which made him turn red as a tomato. “That is for spanking, but then, there are other ways to sanction a submissive, like pleasure denial and sensory deprivation which belong to the physical punishment category. There are also mental punis

I moved to Amber's practice gym to find the little one on the floor crying, she wasn't crying as she usually does, not the quiet tears or pain-filled sobs, instead, she was on the ground throwing a full-on tantrum. I picked her up from the floor, threw her over my shoulder, and walked out of the gym when she kept on screaming I slapped her bum, Amber and I have talked this through, we agreed on spanking her when needed, we're not going to have a brat for a little, we will discipline her, that includes timeout, lines when she's big enough to write them, privileges taken away, and that also includes spanking when needed, it's the worse punishment she'll ever get and I'll never be too hard on h

He sits down on the overstuffed brown suede sectional and pats his lap. "Lose the towel, kitten." My pussy clenches. I'm not sure whether I'm more excited or nervous, but either way, I'm going forward. I drop the towel to the floor and climb over his lap, offering my ass up for his punishment. I pray a wooden spoon isn't the worst implement of torture in the world. It probably isn't, since it was used regularly on children's butts in the days when spanking was considered a useful and acceptable form of punishment.

“I think it’s time you learned what real consequences feel like.” The first spank landed with a sharp crack, the sting blooming hot across her skin. Elena gasped. Another followed, harder, then another. He alternated cheeks with deliberate precision, building the heat until her entire ass throbbed. Tears stung her eyes as she gripped the sheets tightly, her body jerking with every impact. “I’m sorry,” she whimpered after the fifteenth strike, voice cracking. “I won’t do it again.”

Keeva will never know his body like me. Something in his eyes change and I sense his mood darken. Before I can stop him he has lifted me off his cock and turned so I’m caught between him and the desk. My back now to him. ‘So, that is what all this is about, Beta. You think you can trick me?’ His voice isn’t angry. He mocks me. He moves in closer to my ear. ‘You will feel me tonight, just like you want to!’ My cunt releases some of my juices which drips down my thighs. He slides his cock between my legs, and slowly moves it backward and forwards. Covering the huge beast in my wetness. I feel him put a hand on my shoulder and he pushes me roughly over the desk. My feet leave the floor. The who