Erotic Spanking Stories Novels & Stories

he curses as his one hand grips my hip hard enough that I know it will leave a mark. Jarek pulls out but doesn't let my wrists go. Instead, he holds me in place and begins spanking me while his cum runs down my thighs. After a few of them, he demands I spread my legs further, and he starts slapping my clit. "This is what naughty girls get when they misbehave while their Master is gone." Jarek brings his hand down repeatedly, causing a delicious burn and getting me riled up all over again.

A finger, slick with my own juices, pressed against the puckered hole and rubbed slow circles. I whimpered loudly, overwhelmed by all the unfamiliar touches while the spanking continued. Master Viktor picked up a thin, wicked-looking rattan cane from the table. He tapped it lightly against my burning ass. “Twenty strokes,” he announced. “You will count each one out loud. If you miss a count, we start over.” The first stroke landed with a sharp whistle and a fiery line of pain across both cheeks. I cried out, my body jerking against the cuffs. “One!” I gasped.

I slammed her mouth with mine before giving her another hard spank; she jumped a little. Look at you, I have you at my complete disposal—I whispered in her ear before spanking her again. I don't know what to do to you, I whispered—I could make you cum in my mouth and return the favor—I whispered—Or maybe spank you until you beg me to fuck you. I moved the hair away from her ear, until you're so sore that you beg me to put it in you until your fucking clit is a volcano erupting—I whispered. I brought my hand back to her butt and spanked her several times, before sitting up and seeing her round ass reddened from the spanking.

, Sir." I heard him moving behind me, then felt his hands securing my ankles to the bench legs. Then my wrists, stretched out in front of me. I was immobilized, ass in the air, utterly helpless. "Perfect," he murmured, his hand smoothing over my ass cheeks. "Tell me, princess, have you ever been spanked?" "No, Sir." "Then we'll start with my hand. Count them." The first smack landed on my right cheek—sharp, stinging, making me gasp. "One, Sir!" He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, building heat with each strike. By ten, I was squirming. By fifteen, I was whimpering. By twenty, I was sobbing—but not from pain. From something else. Something that felt like release. "Color?" he deman

"If you stop for any reason or lose focus on that beautiful cunt in front of you, I will add ten swats to your spanking each time. Spread your legs apart." I spread my legs and lowered my face into her bald slit and started licking her, waiting for Master to begin. I gave Lisa an orgasm and my spanking still hadn't started. Master was softly caressing my ass. When her first orgasm ended, Master struck me with his hand. It was hard and I flinched, but I kept licking. Nine more fell on my cheeks, painting my bottom red. I was quietly crying, my tears dripping on Lisa's cunt where I licked them just as I licked all her other fluids leaking from it. After the first ten, Master pushed the handle

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.

I whispered back to him and closed my eyes, feeling like I changed into falling via in no way finishing intellectual abyss. His hand disappeared from stroking me after which I yelped while he spanked a mark, very hard. But that dissolved into every other moan while he went back to stroking. His spanking once more made me shiver as it changed into not anything like different instances I'd had it happen. It changed into the motive to hurt, instead of the motive to be erotic. He went the alternative manner, the manner of horror, and went for twisted torture. I moaned while he spanked every other mark earlier than stroking me once more, his hands trailing throughout the welts. Its handiest were

“Such a naughty girl… coming to my penthouse in the middle of the night, dripping wet, begging me to fuck you while my son is away.” Smack! Smack! Smack! Three more firm spanks landed in quick succession, turning my ass a bright, burning pink. Each slap echoed through the penthouse, mixing with the sound of rain lashing against the windows. The sting bloomed into heat that shot straight to my clit. “I’m sorry—” I whimpered, even as I pushed my ass back toward him, silently begging for more. “No, you’re not,” he said, chuckling darkly. “You’re soaked. Look at this pretty little pussy dripping down your thighs because your boyfriend’s dad is spanking you.”

"Pick a story, Kat, because your mouth and your pussy are telling two different ones and I believe the wetter one." He slaps my ass. The crack rings through the room and the sting races to my clit. A moan comes out of me that's so loud and so desperate it doesn't sound like my voice. "There it is," Milo says, spanking me again. Harder. "Every time I hit her she clenches. This little prude likes getting spanked while she's full of cock." He spanks again. The sting is sharper and the heat that spreads from it goes straight between my legs. "Tell me you like it."

“If this is what I get when I push your button, prepare to get more trouble from me.” In response, I received a painful smack on my bare ass. The pain took me by surprise, but I was oddly pleased by it. “By the time I'm through with you, you will not have enough strength to speak or walk.” He said before giving me another spank. “Tell me if it is more than you can handle.” After three strokes he brought his hand to my core and shoved two fingers inside me, causing me to whimper. “Naughty, naughty girl. Getting spanked turns you on.” I could hear the amusement in his tone.