F/m Spanking Novels & Stories

he said warmly, “but good girls still need discipline.” He began spanking me, landing swats across my breasts, inner thighs, and my swollen pussy. Each slap made me jerk and moan loudly. The pain bloomed into heat that went straight to my clit. Ms. Voss turned on a powerful wand vibrator and pressed it firmly against my clit while he continued spanking. The combination made me groan and writhe against the ropes while they edged me like there was no tomorrow. Every time I got close, they pulled the vibrator away and stopped spanking, leaving me trembling and pleading with random nosies.

"Good girl. You will receive a spanking and count with me. I think fifteen should do. Now count loudly because I need to hear you over the TV." SMACK! I felt like I was going to jump out of my skin. That was one of the hardest smack I've recieved from him. There was no rubbing either, he just kept going until I started to count and that was the point I was allowed to count from, not any of the earlier spankings he had given me. My skin buzzed and burned. Noah knows how to make a spanking pleasurable or miserable and he was making sure I wouldn't forget this one. By the seventh spank I was crying.

The slow movement felt nice, and my pussy wrapped around his cock as it moved in and out. Then, he gave my arse a light slap... SPANK! And then his fingers dug into me. I let out a shocked yelp at him spanking me but then turned my head and smiled. "That the best you can do?" I joked. Funny, with his cock balls deep inside of me. "Oh, you asked for it." He replied back. This time, Liam slapped my arse harder! Hard enough to echo through the roadside and make my arse cheeks jiggle. "Fuuuck!" I moaned. "That's more like it... Liam... spank me!"

She’d never… but the idea of him deciding it, of the die commanding it… “Yes. Acceptable as a future category.” “Category Five. Discipline.” His gaze sharpened. “Impact play. Spanking, flogging, paddling. For sensation, for correction within the game’s narrative, or simply because the roll demands it. Not for punishment in the emotional sense. For the experience of endurance and release.” Millie’s pulse throbbed in her throat. She’d never been spanked, not even as a child. The idea of his large hand connecting with her bare flesh, of stinging pain melting into warmth… “Limits?”

“Not in the conventional sense, as if any of it is conventional. It is more of a control issue than being dominant; however, I guess it is one in the same. I’ve told you both times I did it I did not want to spank you. Spanking a woman’s ass adds a heightened layer to pleasure as pain is the same thing to the brain as pleasure. Punishment is nothing I have done in the past because I was not with a woman long enough for me to give a shit enough to correct her behavior if she did something I didn’t like. I simply never saw her again.” He frowns. “This marriage is it. Forever. You belong to me. Only death will free you from me, and if you go before me I’ll follow you into heaven or hell.” The w

The next couple of spanks alternate between my left and right asscheek and I make sure to count out loud to ten. "The next ten will be done with the paddle, since regular spanking never gets my point across," he says and I hear him pick the paddle off the bed. How didn't I see that before! I hate the paddle so much, it stings and leaves a blunt pain that I can't stand. My thighs tense up as I wait for the wooden instrument to hit my skin. "Do you need to safeword out?" Damian asks quietly. I realise my body is shaking and my breathing is much quicker than it was before.

"Good girl. I'm ready for your spanking now." "Yes Daddy." Daniel raised his hand and began to firmly smack her round, plump cheeks, taking his time and alternating first one side, then the other. Melanie gasped as his hand smacked the flesh of her ass, feeling the sharp sting and then the warming sensation that spread out from her bottom and centered in her cunt, enjoying the pain and the pleasure she received from being spread and spanked this way by her Daddy. He continued on with the firm spanking, slowly but forcefully smacking her bottom. Daniel knew that Melanie needed this as much as he did. He watched as her round mounds began to bloom pink from his deliberate discipline.

Lauren said with a ice cold voice, “That’s not allowed,” Cora protested, trying to sound smart. “You said there’s no rule, remember?” Lauren said, not raising her voice. “But it’s not a sexual act,” Cora protested again seeing the determined look on Lauren's face. “Well, spanking is a sexual act and very common in kinky sex,” I clarified liking this already looking from Lauren to Cora who was wishing I'd do her a favor with her pleading eyes..

SPANK! "Ahhhh, f*ck yeah!" she moaned out. "That is, it, baby. That is, it! Get into it! Play f*cking dirty! I always f*cking knew there was a stud in there, bursting to get out. F*ck me baby. Slap my ass and f*ck me!" SPANK! SPANK! I repeated the motion, slapping her a*s harder, causing the round cheeks to bounce. "AHHHHH! YES!" she screamed out; her voice rough.

The pain is worth it. Dominic keeps spanking me, making my bottom hotter and sorer, his hand going lower and lower, until he is spanking me right where I sit. “Open your thighs.” He gives the order and when I don’t follow it immediately, he slides his hand between them and pulls them open. His fingers find my sex, run along the slippery seam of my lower lips and part them. My inner lips are exposed, the little hole at the entrance of me. “My little girl likes being spanked by her daddy, doesn’t she?”