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He spanked me again, but this time hitting the tender flesh that met the tops of my thighs. “Please!” I begged. “It hurts!” My plea was rewarded with a volley of spanks that were far worse than the ones he had been giving me. He continued on with a ferocious spanking as I kicked, wiggled, clung to his calf and cried out in pain. The sound of his palm connecting with my punished flesh echoed off the walls of the tiled room, the only sound louder was my cries for mercy. Over and over, Knox held my helpless body to his lap and spanked my butt, even taking some time to once again spank my upper thighs and the area where my bottom met my legs. It was excruciating, and the fact that he could do al

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.

she gasped, pushing back against me. I spanked her right ass cheek hard, the sharp crack ringing out over the water. Her flesh jiggled deliciously, turning a pretty pink almost instantly. I alternated between cheeks, spanking her in a steady rhythm. Elena pushed back onto my cock eagerly, meeting every powerful thrust with equal fervor. “Spank me more! I’ve been such a bad mommy letting my son’s best friend breed me like this,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with pleasure.

He walks over, starting to caress my ass softly. I shudder when I hear him open his belt. "I will hit you 6 times ... one for each year you have been fucking him, and you are going to count them out for me and thank me for each one, understood ?" "Yes Byron, I understand". I feel the fear, like a cold hand trailing down my spine. I had feared a spanking with his hand and now he is going to whip me with a belt. I don't want this ... but I am afraid to stop him.

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.

Smirking I continue to take her in and gently caress her often as my pants get extremely tight. "Stand up" I tell her firmly. She immediately complies but still submissive. "How long have you known about this Babygirl?" I asked "a week daddy" she answers quietly "oh you naughty girl you kept this from us for that long? You know what that means... that's right baby you're getting punished." I sit down on the bed looking at what she's laid out and I'm excited. "Come here and lay across my lap now ass up" I tell her firmly. She quickly moves across my lap as I lift up the bottom of her skirt noticing her lack of panties and that she's already dripping out. "Okay baby I need you to pick a number

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?"

Aurora yelled and Vincenzo landed her another slap on her right ass cheek. We are just starting… I’m spanking you twenty times… I want you to count. Thwack, the sound came and she groaned. 1, she cried. He kept spanking her 2, 3, ,4,5, 6, 7, 8…… until it reach the twentieth…..her ass was already red and he smiled like a demon enjoying the softness of her ass… Learn to be a good girl for your hubby… He whispered…. He doesn’t want you to use any hairpin but you stole the hairpin in his locker.

“You think you can just decide when I get to cum? Like my pussy belongs to you now?” “Tone,” he warned sharply. He stepped right up close, his body heat hitting me. “Read it correctly or we go back to rule one.” I swallowed thick. My pussy clenched hard. “Rule four. Good behavior earns me orgasms, clothes, phone time, and comfort. Bad behavior means orgasm denial, pain, and stricter control over my body… Sir.” “Continue.” “Rule five. Punishment protocols. Every act of disobedience will be corrected immediately. Spanking on my bare ass. Corner time with my tits and cunt on display. Flogging. Forced orgasms until I can’t take it.

He urges me to answer him with another slap that earns him a louder whimper from me. "Y-Yes, d-daddy!" I cry out. "And bad girls should be punished!" Saying that, he slaps once again on my untouched ass and I cannot help but grip the sheets tight underneath me. My stomach pressed tight against his thigh. "Now count!" He orders with another slap but I cannot. I whimper, tears burning my eyes. "Julie, I won't stop until I complete spanking you ten times, so count like a good girl because my spanks matter only when you count them; I won't stop until I reach ten!"