F/m Spanking Novels & Stories

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.

I'm still lying on my front. Monster! "My knees are hurting, spank me like this." I irked him. "Move your butts up right now, Butterfly." He growled, spanking my butt hard with the ruler. I felt a stinging pain there and instantly complied by coming on my fours. Fuck! It hurts. He gave four more spanks on my butts with the ruler before dropping it down on the floor. Butts spanking is really a punishment for me because I don't like it that much.

I opened my legs wider. "Five spanks for coming late and five spanks for not following my order. You will count, okay?" Only the word 'spank' turns me on. I'm hell ready for the spanking. "Now count." His palm landed on my butts. "One, Master." He's fondling my hips. "Good Girl." Smack. "Two." Smack. I jumped, he spanked me harder this time. "Thre," he cut me off with another spank. My butts are burning and my core is dripping wet.

I nodded at him from the mirror, opening my lips to talk as I realized I should use words, but before I could say anything, he pulled back and spanked my ass so hard, making me squirm. "Fucking words, baby!!!" He let out a hot low growl, spanking my other ass, and just like that, Gabriel began spanking my both ass as he graced my ears with dirty words, growling harder. I felt tears prick at the corner of my eyes, my pussy throbbing harder from his spanking.

This was all her fault. The first half dozen spanks were hard and smarted, similar to the start of the previous days spanking. It was a spanking, not a beating. Somewhat to her irritation Amanda found herself becoming slightly aroused, a nuisance as Sam had already demonstrated that he wasn't about to take advantage of her.

My hand went behind her head, pacing her efforts and driving her down over my dick. No longer holding her tits, Pete was ready for more and started slapping her with his dick. That was mesmerizing to watch, but it got better when I joined in. Two big cocks spanking her big titties was hot as fuck...definitely something for the "spank bank." We were sword fighting over her tits, and that's when inspiration hit, looking at him, "Lets fuck'r together!" He grinned, "We always fuck'r together...or do you mean both dicks at the same time?"

“You’re going to regret that, princess.” This isn’t the first time Dante’s spanked me, but it’s certainly the hardest. It’s like he took the intensity of one of his normal 20-minute spankings and condensed it into 30 seconds. Every one of his spanks is searing. His palm connects with my bare flesh so loudly that the smacking sound reverberates across the room. No matter how desperately I wiggle my hips to try to get away from him, it’s useless. He’s got me locked in place.

He removed his fingers and spanked me two more times before gliding his cock back into my pussy. "Yes," Derrick hissed as he began to thrust inside of me. "This is so much better," he growled before spanking me more and then kneading his fingers into my flesh. "You're about to cum again, aren't you, Ember? Let it go, baby," he said as he spanked me again.

I sob, gripping the couch as he pounds me, hips slapping my ass hard enough to echo. “Take it,” he grunts, one hand fisting my hair, the other spanking me red. “Take every inch while N*****x watches.” .

He rubbed the spot soothingly, then delivered another smack to the other cheek — harder this time. “Count them for me, princess,” he said, voice calm and steady. “Ten spanks for coming home so late and dressed like you wanted attention from boys who don’t deserve you.” “One…” I breathed as the third smack landed. By the fifth, my ass was warm and tingling, and I was dripping down my thighs. Marcus noticed. He paused to slide his fingers back between my legs, pumping them slowly inside me while he continued the spanking with his other hand. “Six… seven… oh God, Daddy—” My voice broke into a moan as his fingers curled perfectly against that sweet spot inside me.