F/m Spanking Novels & Stories

my fingers make squelching sounds as I fingered him. I took them out, replacing them with my cock. Miles began moving up and down, his fingers clawing my calf as he moaned breathlessly. My hand came down on his ass, watching his skin ripple. His pussy tightened with every spanking. “Harder,” he said. He rode me like he’s chasing his next orgasm and I was brutal with the spanking, earning a moan each time. Fuck, he loves being spanked. I grabbed his sore cheeks and guided him up and down my cock at a faster pace, thrusting my hip up to meet him halfway. The room is filled with skin slapping against skin, Miles’ moans and my short breaths and grunting. Before I know it, Miles is cumming again.

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.

But I was no match to his strength. "What the hell are doing? Stop beating me, dammit!" SMACK! "Aagh!" "It's called spanking. My usual go-to is ten with the tawse or cane on bare ass, but for you, I would amend it a little. You will get five of my best with my bare hand and over the dress. Stop wriggling now," he told me in a smooth voice. Ten...five. What was he talking about? The jumbled thoughts were cut short when the third slap hit the fleshy-thigh on my left, harder than the previous two. The last two on alternate cheeks intensified pain and burn I hadn't experienced before.

I didn't know what I expected, but the stinging pain in my left buttcheek makes me shriek into the fabric. “That’s for the way you’ve behaved lately. Fucking telling me you’ll go around asking men to cum for you? I should’ve spanked your ass red right then and there,” he growls, spanking me again. I moan into the panties, feeling so overwhelmed, I don’t know what else to do, except move my hips for him as if I’m asking for more. Maybe I am. Fidel delivers two more spankings that hurt way more than the last ones and I cry and moan. I want to reach down and touch my sore ass, but I know he’ll get angry.

"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.

He replaces the flogger with the vibrator, jolting me back to reality. I immediately come close to release again and my legs shake violently, but he removes the vibrator and spanks me three times in a row with the flogger. Fuck! No. I want an orgasm. “Master, please.” I emit a frantic plead. “Will you disobey your Master again, Alice?” As he asks, I immediately shake my head. “Verbal response, Alice.” He directly hit my throbbing bud, and my whole body shakes as I climax, screaming. I find it incredulous that the spanking caused me to orgasm.

His hand lingered, stroking a circle over the center of the pain, one finger prying between my cheeks. “What the fuck are you doing?” I demanded, muffled by the bedding, twisting my neck to get some air and try to see him. I couldn’t move, he had me pinned, and the angle of my body gave me no leverage at all, with my toes scrabbling at the floor for purchase. “Eighteen minutes,” he said, voice as calm as if I’d asked him what the weather looked like tomorrow, and not why the fuck he was spanking me like a disobedient brat. “I allowed you ten. So that’s eight minutes you need to pay for.”

I moan and squirm as he handles me. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask. He opens his eyes and swats my bare bottom. “I told you how I feel about that language,” he says. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask again. He turns me around. He pushes me against the wall of the shower. “You need discipline,” he says. His hard cock is pressing against me. He begins spanking my bottom hard. It feels so good. I am going to be a brat from now on. I cannot help but moan as he swats my ass over and over.

m not leaving" He tells me I nod and he rubs my back calming me down. Once i was calm he spanks me and I moan. "I'm going to use the paddle on this ass. This is your punishment for just not talking me" He tells me I nod and he brings the paddle down on my ass and I yell out. He spanks me twenty times them he slides into me hard and fast and I yell out. He hammers in and out of me so fast that I can't catch my breath.

And the most annoying part of everything was that she was laughing. This was something new entirely. She threw her head back and laughed loudly at something Emma's boy had said, and then she ruffled his hair and he ducked away grinning, and she laughed again. The nerve of her to be happy and laughing. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Rage and anger settled on me and I began punching my steering. Ahhh, Clara, when I fucking get hold of you, gosh… you're going to regret disrespecting me. The stupid bitch was supposed to be broken.